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sea-lanterns · 16 days ago

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JENNIFER'S BODY

synopsis: (slasher! AU) your girlfriend is possessed by a succubus.

featuring: navia

rating: 18+ smut (men and minors dni)

warnings: sub! afab fem reader, dom character, mentions of a fire, demonic rituals, mentions of blood, reader and character are in an established relationship, mentions of cannibalism, character becomes possessed by a demon, cunni.lingus, ora.l (reader recieving), brea.st worship, sloppy makeouts, monsterfuc.king, long demon tongue, may be ooc, not proofread.

art credits: shigahime

“You excited for the concert tonight?”

Navia giggled and ran her thumb across your bottom lip, giving you a small kiss on the forehead while onlookers seethed in jealousy. As the most popular girl on campus, it was a no-brainer that Navia would be one of the most sought out girls to anyone, yet she was already taken by you; a nerdy girl who had no idea how you got a hot girl like Navia to like you in the first place.

“Y-Yeah…” you murmured softly, a little nervous at all the people watching you in the library. Navia was just the opposite however, her eyes only focused on your expressions. “Nervous? It’s your first concert after all, but I promise I’ll be right there with you in case some drunkards try to flirt with you.” She leaned in to press a kiss to your lips.

“Ah— no, I’m not nervous about that. Just…we’re in a public library, Navia.” You felt your face get hot.

“Pfft, it’s just a little kissing. It’s not like I’m eating you out on this table right now for all to see.” She whispered those last few words so only you could hear them, your face growing even hotter at the image.

“Navia…!”

“Oh please, I’m sure you got just the slightest bit turned on at that.” She giggled, looping her finger through the collar of your shirt. “Mm…you’re so cute. I could eat you all up.” She finally gave you the kiss she wanted and whispered hotly against your lips. “Wear something cute, ‘kay? I’ll pick you up at seven.”

“…Okay.” You responded obediently.

“Good girl.” She gently patted your cheek and got up from her seat. “I have to get to class now. See you tonight!”

Your heart fluttered at the smile she gave you as you longed for tonight to come quicker, turning your attention back to your books so you could finish studying.

Your doorbell rang and you rushed to go answer it, opening the door and being greeted with the sight of your girlfriend leaning against the doorframe. “Heyyy— woah.” Navia’s eyes widened as she let her gaze travel along your body, taking in every curve and contour of your figure. “You look…wow.”

“I uh, I didn’t really know what to wear, but you said wear something cute, so…”

“You look cute in anything! But right now you look…wow…” Navia giggled and took your hand, giving it a small kiss before bowing. “Well then, shall I escort you to my car, my lady?”

“Oh…stop it.” you rolled your eyes at her teasing before letting her drag you to her car, a flurry of giggles leaving your lips as you both started to drive to the small concert venue. It didn’t take long for Navia’s car to reach its destination as the venue itself was located in the middle of town.

“Oooooh I cannot wait! We rarely get artists to visit our town!” Navia exclaims, unbuckling her seatbelt and getting out of the car. Before you could even get out yourself, she hurries over to your side and opens the door for you, smiling brightly like always.

“…You don’t have to do that.” Yet you couldn’t stop the smile that stretched over your face. Oh how absolutely smitten you were over this woman.

“Mm, yeah, but I like to treat my girl special.” Navia smiles, offering you her arm to hold onto. “Let’s go, I want some food!”

As you both entered the small venue, you both got to your seats and waited for the concert to start. While you were a bit nervous being in a crowded room with a bunch of strangers, Navia soothed your worries as she placed a hand on your thigh. “Mm…don’t worry. I’m not drinking tonight so I can keep an eye on you.” She handed you a fry from the basket she ordered, “Eat up, they’re good!”

You smiled, letting her feed you while the lights dimmed, signaling the start of the performance. As the small indie band came out and roused cheers from the crowd, you and Navia just sat there in your own little bubble, occasionally feeding each other bits of fried food and listening to their songs.

Though the music was loud and you were a bit overwhelmed by the cheers, you simply leaned your head against Navia’s shoulder and let the sound drown out by enjoying the warmth of your girlfriend. You were quite thankful she brought you out tonight, after all, you were always the introvert and preferred to be holed up in your room alone (with the exception of Navia, of course). So it was always up to your extroverted girlfriend to bring you out of your enclosure.

“Mm…I love this song.” Navia hummed, gently tapping her fingers to the beat of the music. You felt your body relax too the more you listened to the song, and you soon found yourself nodding along with her before stopping to realize…wait. Was the lead singer staring at Navia?

Your eyes widened and you stood upright, watching as they kept their eyes locked on your girlfriend. You weren’t sure if your eyes were playing tricks on you or not, but you felt a small pang of jealousy rise in your chest.

“N-Navia…”

“Hm? What is it, love?”

She immediately turned to face you, easily enraptured by your call for attention and ignoring the concert completely. You admit, you felt a bit proud knowing that she easily gave you her attention even in the presence of her favorite band.

“…Nothing. I just wanted to say I love you.”

You pushed your insecurities away, taking her hand in yours and going back to watching the band. Although the members casted odd looks to your girlfriend throughout the performance, you simply smothered her in even more attention, even going as far as to sit in her lap to show that she was yours. Navia was quite flattered that you were being so clingy to her. She had no idea why, but she accepted it without any question and pulled you closer to her to kiss you.

The concert continued to play smoothly, until something started to spark on one of the outlets connected to the speakers. It sparked once, twice, before a full on flame engulfed the outlet and spread to the other wires quite easily. The band immediately stopped playing as a scream pierced through the air, smoke filling the room as everyone rushed to evacuate.

“Oh…Oh my goodness!” Navia quickly broke the kiss and grabbed your hand, trying to keep you with her while the crowds of people rushed to escape all at once. You let out a panicked yelp as your body was pushed and shoved by various bodies, trying to cling to Navia’s hand as you both made your way towards the exit.

“Oof—” you felt a tall guy shove you rather roughly and cause you to lose your grip on Navia. You nearly fell and stumbled to catch you footing, your body quickly being swept away by the anxious crowd. “Navia? Navia!” You called out her name desperately, panic settling in as you had been split up and lost in the sea of people. You felt helpless as your body was carried out by the crowd, trying to keep your head up so you could hopefully locate your girlfriend by her blonde hair.

“Excuse me. Excuse me!” The fire inside continued to spread, smoke clouding the air and causing you to be physically escorted out by security who was helping everyone evacuate. “Wait! Wait— my girlfriend! I need to find my girlfriend!”

You were carried out like a stray dog, the crisp, night air hitting the back of your neck as the entire building went up in smoke. It was terrifying, not knowing where your girlfriend was amidst all the turmoil, you were forced to wait outside as you watched the building soon burn to a cinder.

“Navia…Navia!” You called out her name and looked amongst the crowds, silently praying that she had made it out unscathed. The firefighters soon arrived and you continued to look around helpless for your lover. Minutes continued to pass, and you were beginning to feel a sinking feeling in your stomach, watching as the building began to break down to pieces.

“…No. No no no.” You looked around desperately, still sticking around to see if she could find you instead. When the minutes soon turned into an hour however, you realized that Navia wasn’t anywhere.

“…A-Ah.” Your heart sunk completely, your body falling to its knees as you stared at the rundown venue ahead of you. The cries and chaos surrounding you was muffled, as you wondered if you should be grieving with the others as well. “…Fuck.”

As the crowd was ushered away from the burning building for their own safety, you were forced to leave as well, feeling an empty hole in your heart. Something wasn’t right, this can't be real. There’s no way that you were just cuddling with your girlfriend an hour ago and now…there was a chance she wasn’t alive anymore.

You felt your eyes water as you were forcibly escorted off the premises, the fate of your girlfriend currently unknown to you.

You had called a friend to pick you up and drive you home. You didn’t really feel like talking to anyone, so you holed yourself up in your home and didn’t even bother turning the lights on. Your body felt heavy, a sense of dread and uncertainty filling you as you stumbled into your kitchen to grab some water.

“(Hic) Navia…” you sniffled and wiped your tears away, your voice all raw from crying so much on the way home. “Please be okay…”

Through your puffy eyes, you grabbed a cold water bottle from the fridge and choked down a sob, silently wishing that this was all just some sick nightmare and that you’d wake up in Navia’s arms again. Wiping your blurry vision away, you turned around, only to let out a scream when you saw someone standing in front of you.

…Navia?!

Your eyes widened when you saw your girlfriend standing right there, in the middle of your kitchen with blood all over her face and clothes. She was breathing heavily, her clothes a tattered mess and her usually pristine hair now in disarray.

“H-Haah…hah…” she was hunched over, clearly exhausted and maybe in pain. You wanted to spew out several questions at the same time. Are you okay? Where are you bleeding from? Do you want me to call an ambulance? Yet none of them came out as you let out a choked sob and immediately ran up to your girlfriend for a hug. “You’re alive—!”

You suddenly found your body held into place as Navia ran towards you at a speed you had no idea a human was capable of. Her body grabbed onto yours and pinned you roughly against the wall, your back making a loud thud against the surface and making you yelp in pain.

“Nnnh—!”

The “Navia” you once knew didn’t even ask you if you were okay once she heard the sound. Instead, you watched in complete and utter fear as the Navia in front of you opened her mouth and revealed several rows of razor sharp teeth, her smile seemingly growing wider than usual as her pupils dilated into slits.

“…Navia?” Your voice was barely a whisper, fear locking your joints into place as you looked up at your girlfriend’s new…demonic appearance. “A-Are you…okay?”

Navia continued to breathe heavily in front of you, almost like she was gasping for air before looking down to narrow her eyes at you. Her long, serpentine-like tongue (was her tongue always that long?) slithered out to lick at her lips as she stared at you like you were her next meal.

“…I’m sorry. I waited for you as long as I could but the police made me leave.” Your words came out all shaky and pathetic, tears blotting your lashes as you looked up at your girlfriend. “I-I’m just glad you’re okay now…I could actually die happy if that’s what you want!”

Despite how scared and confused you were, you couldn’t help but hug your girlfriend even in this monstrous form. You were feeling all sorts of things. Fear, nervousness, panic, but amidst all those emotions, you could only feel relief once you physically felt Navia’s body.

Navia let out an uncharacteristic growl and looked down at you, confused and unsure of what to do. The demon inside her wanted to eat, to feed. But when she leaned down to grab your neck in her toothy maw, she stopped when she felt you flinch.

“Mmmh!” That little whimper you let out should not be as cute as it sounded. Navia hesitated with her urge to devour you, her lips parted slightly as the tips of her teeth traced the pulse point of your neck.

“…Are you scared?” Navia’s familiar voice came, tickling your nerves with her hot breath.

“…No.” you whispered back, knowing full well that you were most likely going to die, but didn’t mind as you were just relieved your girlfriend was here.

Navia paused in her act to bite you, her long tongue sliding out to press against your pulse point instead. She closed her mouth a little, pulling her teeth away and instead brushing her soft lips against your jugular, almost like she was giving you neck kisses like she did back when she was a human.

“…Even now, you’re such a good girl.” Navia purred, her breath coming in hot as she pushed you deeper against the wall. “God…I can’t even bite you. I just can’t.”

She took in a deep breath, pressing her nose against your neck and inhaling your scent. She let out a soft moan at how delectable you smelled, but no matter how sweet you seemed to her, Navia couldn’t let the demon inside her feast upon you like the others. “You smell so good…”

She let out a breathy whine and looked deep into your eyes, her once slit-like pupils now softening into her regular round ones. Despite the smell of blood on her, and the fact that she almost tried to eat you upon reuniting with you, you couldn’t help but fall in love with her all over again.

“What happened, Navia. Why are you covered in blood?” You asked breathlessly, referring to her new…form.

“…Well, after we got split up in the fire, I was kidnapped by the band amidst the panicked crowd. They threw me in their van and tied me down, said something about using me as a sacrifice to the devil?”

Your eyes widened at this new revelation. So that’s why the lead singer was eying your girlfriend throughout the performance. That sounded extremely absurd and you would’ve had a hard time believing it, if not for your girlfriend literally standing right in front of you with new demonic features.

“What? Were you okay? Did it hurt?”

“Er…quite a bit. But the sacrifice went wrong somehow. Apparently they needed a virgin sacrifice in order for it to be successful. But…you know.” She smiled softly and looked down at you, “Since we’ve slept with each other dozens of times before, I’m not a virgin.”

“So…you became a demon?” You blinked in disbelief, watching as she ran her fingers across your inner thigh in hunger, her hand squeezing your flesh rather possessively. “Not exactly. I became…possessed by a demon. A succubus, to be precise.”

Well, that made much more sense, considering that Navia was talking to you so sweetly despite trying to hurt you prior.

“…How did you escape?” You asked quietly, a looming rise of concern now rising in your mind.

“…Please don’t be mad,” Navia whispered, holding your hands tightly and looking down at you with worry in her eyes. “…I couldn’t hold in the burning hunger once the demon was inside my body. So I…I…”

“I ate them, love.” Navia finished, her voice trembling and looking down in shame, the presence of blood all over her face now explained by the second part of her story. You were shocked to say the least, upon finding out that she ate the members of the band that tried to sacrifice her and thus making her guilty of cannibalism. Was it even considered cannibalism at this point? You weren’t even sure anymore.

“…I won’t tell.” You said firmly, still hugging your girlfriend. “I promise.”

Though you were the slightest bit afraid, no ounce of fear could stop you from hating your girlfriend. Navia’s breath hitched as you immediately accepted her situation, a primal feeling of love and lust building up in her body.

“Oh you sweet girl…” Navia cooed, pulling you tighter against her frame as the same feeling of hunger pooled at her stomach. Except it wasn’t a desire for flesh that she craved for, it was the desire to have you splayed beneath her and lost in the throes of passion. A different kind of hunger that involved the screams of pleasure rather than pain.

“I feel hungry again…” Navia groaned, feeling lightheaded and dizzy, her eyes going half lidded with lust.

“Oh! Uh…I have some meat in the fridge if you want. I can even cook it for you—”

“No. I don’t want food.” Navia murmured, panting as the demon in her craved to have your sweet soul devoured by her. “I only want you.”

Before you could ask if she wanted to eat you physically, Navia suddenly grabbed your chin and leaned in for a tongue-filled kiss. Your muffled yelp was music to her ears, and she let out a possessive growl at having the taste of your tongue in her mouth.

‘So sweet…’ Navia’s inner thoughts purred, getting lost in the taste of you as your very essence satisfied her hunger for human. She pulled away for a brief moment taking in that cute, dazed expression on your face as you tried to catch your breath. ‘How pathetic.’ The demon whispered inside Navia’s head. ‘…Kiss her again.’

And so, Navia obliged, pulling you in for another kiss. Then another, then another. Until your lips were all puffy and sensitive, small whimpers leaving your lips as Navia snaked her arms under your thighs and lifted you up like you were nothing.

“Oh—!” You yelped when she scooped you up. Navia had always been a strong lady, but it seems that with the addition of having a demon inside her, she was able to lift you up like paper. “Where are we going…”

“To the bed. I’d rather you lay on something soft while I devour you.” She said bluntly, rushing to the bedroom so quick it made you cling to her like a baby koala. Bursting your bedroom door open, Navia nearly tore it off its hinges as she strutted over to the bed and laid you down. She quickly crawled over on top of you, her shorts rubbing sensually over your own as she grinded her hips and growled at the sight of you beneath her. “Nnnh…wow. Have you always been this hot? I mean— you always were, but…goodness.”

Navia bit her bottom lip, her demonic features returning as her pupils thinned into slits once more. Her smile stretched deviously over her face, that gentle smile now replaced with the most monstrous smirk you ever laid your eyes upon, and you had to admit; it was pretty sexy on your girlfriend.

“…Did you just get wet?” Navia giggled, looking down at you as she raised an eyebrow.

“Ah…well.” You felt your cheeks heat up when she caught you getting turned on at her appearance.

“…Oh my goodness. You are a little freak, aren’t you?” Navia couldn’t stop the laugh from escaping her throat, leaning down to brush her lips against yours. “Well, that just means you’re the perfect girl for me, hm?”

The air grew so much hotter between you, your eyes locked onto Navia’s blue ones as she stared down at you like the most delectable meal. She purred and slid her tongue out to lick at your pretty lips, moving back down for another sensual kiss while her hands free roamed over the expanse of your skin. Hungry that she was, Navia trailed her fingers down to the edge of your shirt and slowly pushed it upwards, adoring the feel of your warm stomach underneath.

‘More…I need more…’ the demon inside Navia echoed, her hands feeling up your tummy and molding it under her palms. The softness of your skin was driving Navia crazy, and a low growl escaped her throat the more she drove her hands higher and higher.

She parted her lips from you and slid her hands up to feel your breasts through your bra, a sly smile stretching over her lips as your breath hitched at the contact. “Oh…yeah, you can take them off.”

“I appreciate you telling me now. I don’t know how much longer I can wait.” Navia grabbed your shirt under her nails and tore it off you with ease, causing you to whimper at the cold air hitting your chest. Navia wasn’t done, however; as she grabbed your bra and didn’t bother trying to unhook it. Instead, she tore it off just as easily as she did with your shirt, freeing your breasts out in the open air.

‘Fuck.’ Navia mentally cursed, an overwhelming cloud of desire pooling at her core. She licked her lips once more and hungrily leaned down to take a nipple in her mouth, reveling in how you pathetically squirmed underneath her like a rabbit pinned at the throat. “Hold still…” Navia grumbled, latching onto your right breast while feeling up the other, suckling and licking over the tip until sensitivity crashed over you.

“Navia…” you moaned out, your hands making their way to her hair and tangling in her blonde locks. She continued to grind her hips against your own, clearly getting more turned on every time you called her name. “Again.” She huffed, licking over the sensitive nipple before switching to the other one.

Navia’s set of teeth grazed intimidatingly over the sensitive bud, a prominent reminder of how vulnerable you were in the mouth of the demon. However, her tongue and lips were all you could feel on your chest, as Navia took great care to be as gentle with you as she could. “You taste so good here.” Navia murmured, her face muffled as she smushed her face deeper against your tits. She held you down in a dominating grip, the hunger only growing more intense as she tasted the succulent flesh. “I need to taste more. You know exactly how to please me, yeah baby?”

You nodded in the midst of your cries, gasping for air before trying to shimmy out of your shorts. Navia was quick to notice, and she only smiled before sitting up and pulling up her shirt. Your jaw nearly dropped at the sight, as though you’ve seen Navia naked plenty of times before, you were so aroused that you nearly moaned at the sight.

“Close your mouth, you’ll attract flies.” Navia hummed, taking pleasure in your shock before pushing your mouth up to close it. “Notice anything different?”

“Ah…” honestly, you were too stunned to really see the difference, your body desiring your girlfriend the same as always. Navia chuckled and playfully squished your cheeks together with her hand. “Nothing’s different body-wise. But I’m glad you still seem to crave me all the same.”

She clawed her own bra off and you felt your pussy throb at the sight. Navia’s breasts were always soft and on the bigger side, and you felt a strong urge to take those pretty pink nipples in your mouth and suck her off.

Before you could sit up and take a tit in your mouth, Navia growled and pushed you back down.

“Not yet. I want to taste your cunt first.”

That strike of dominance was somehow not like Navia, but like her at the same. She was getting a lot more bold with her wants, pinning you back down and letting you feel her breasts against your own. Oh how soft they were, you wanted to whine and beg for her to let you please her but she was content on pleasing you first.

“Come on, stop whining. I’ll let you please me soon, but right now…” she licked a stripe down your neck and down the valley of your breasts. “I need to eat.”

She continued to trace her tongue down your body. From the valley of your breasts and down your stomach, the sensation of her new demonic-like tongue made your clit throb with impending need. You couldn’t wait to have her in between your legs, eating you out as ravenously as she did to those band members, but in a less gory way and more of a horny way.

Navia dragged her tongue lower and lower, growling once she reached the hem of your shorts and not even bothering to claw them off with her fingers. Instead, she bit down on the elastic hem and pulled them off with her teeth alone, tearing the fabric easily like tissue off the bone, and looking more like a rabid animal than human.

…You’re pretty sure you’re dripping like a waterfall by now.

Your chest heaved with every breath as you watched Navia tear your shorts and underwear to shreds, groaning and spitting out pieces of fabric as she was too desperate to open them the old-fashioned way. “You smell so good…” she purred again, almost salivating at the sight of your pussy bare before her. “Fuck—”

Not even a moment later and she dove in to lap her tongue against your folds, practically moaning the moment her tongue made contact with your clit. Your back arched up off the bed, the sudden sensation of Navia ravenously eating you out too good for you to handle. “Holy shit— Navia…!” you didn’t know how to handle the overwhelming waves of her tongue-fucking you, so you grasped onto her blonde locks once more for stability. “S-Slow down. I’m not going anywhere!”

Navia didn’t even comprehend what you were saying, her instincts driving her wild as she speared you open on her tongue repeatedly, her strong hands keeping your legs wide open while she went to town on the taste of your essence.

You couldn’t believe that the usually sweet and gentle Navia was so messily eating you out like it was her last meal. Her cheeks smeared in your slickness as she rammed her impossibly long tongue in and out of your hole. With each thrust and flick of her tongue, her teeth would occasionally brush against your over sensitive clit that was now puffy and raw, faintly reminding you of who you were sleeping with. But at this moment you didn’t care anymore.

“Navia…deeper…” you whined, making her growl possessively and push her tongue deeper into your walls. The sound seemed to make you even wetter —perhaps you were a monsterfucker at this point?— and Navia seemed to pick up on that as she continued to showcase more of her demonic side.

She gently nipped your clit with her toothy maw, reveling in the sight of you flinching in her grasp. The demon inside her seemed to take great pleasure in seeing you writhe, so Navia made a point to do it again every so often. With each lick, each needy whine and taste from your sopping wet cunt, Navia felt her hunger slowly become satisfied, a low purr leaving her throat as she waited for her dessert to come.

“You’re close, I can taste it.” she murmured against your folds, kissing your clit and pushing her tongue more aggressively against your sweet spot. “Come for me baby, please come. I need you to come for me please.”

Navia was getting desperate, cooing against your opening before inching you closer to release. Her tongue was so hot and pulsing, rubbing fiercely against all the deepest spots it could reach before you felt the heat inside you finally spill over.

With a final thrust, Navia let out her own moan at the feeling of your cum gushing into her mouth. She eagerly swallowed up every last drop, the lewdest of slurping noises filling your bedroom as Navia began to overstimulate you due to her need to taste everything.

“Oh my god…” you whined, throwing your head back as Navia made it her mission to not miss a single drop. This woman was determined to lick up anything that spilled down your thighs, even going as far as to lick up a few drops that landed on your sheets. “Mmm…you taste so good,” Navia purred, now drunk on your cum as she crawled upwards to kiss you, letting you taste your orgasm in her mouth. “Way, way better than any of those band members’ flesh. I could satisfy my hunger just by fucking you everyday.”

Your heart beat faster at that, causing Navia to sense it and giggle at your shyness. “Oh baby, I just tongue-fucked you like crazy and that is what causes your adrenaline to spike?”

She laughed and kissed your cheek. If you didn’t know any better you would’ve thought your girlfriend was just a regular, sweet human after sleeping with her. But that wasn’t the case, as the woman lying by your side was now possessed by a demon who had just killed and eaten several other people.

…Well, whatever. They had it coming for them anyways.

You let out a sigh and turned over to gaze upon your beautiful girlfriend, not caring about her bloodied clothes, her sharp teeth, or that ridiculously long tongue that felt like heaven inside you. Right now, all you saw was your lover alive and well, maybe with a few changes to her body, but overall she was still the Navia you loved.

“…I love you.” You repeated to her, causing Navia to blush at your admission.

“…I love you too, baby. I really am fortunate to have you with me even through all of this.”

She leaned in and kissed you once more, before pulling you in to cuddle tightly against her body.

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jubshead · 5 days ago

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𝐌𝐨𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐬𝐚

Paring: Rio Vidal x Reader

Summary: The only person who could ruin a vacation in Italy was your stepmother, but what if she made it unexpectedly better?

A/N: Okay, so this was inspired by the second season of White Lotus and the title is in italian because I thought the english word was too crude.

I hope this isn’t too OOC, let me know!

This isn’t beta read and english isn’t my mother language, so bear with me.

Warnings: Face slapping, non-consensual spanking, dubious consent, unwanted arousal, degradation kink, face sitting.

I hope I didn’t leave anything behind, but if I did let me know.

Word count: 3.1k

Date: Nov 05, 2024

Comments and constructive criticism are always welcome!

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Tag list: @jmkjournalblog @thecavalrywife @yourbasicqueerie @polaris-likethestar @riosslut @maevaofendora @yippie-kai-gay @w1theredroz3 (sorry for tagging you guys again, I’m making a few adjustments)

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The sun shines through the blowing white curtains and into the bedroom. The last few days in Sicily were cloudy, and as pleasant as they had been, you’ve been longing for a day at the beach. The weather today was perfect for spending time in a bikini and staying at the hotel, not visiting any tourist spots or museums.

Italy is breathtaking. College was wearing you out, so spending a few weeks away from the student mentality is doing you good, it also helps that your father is paying for everything, even if it doesn’t erase the complicated relationship you two had.

Waking up early is mandatory in every vacation and today was especially easy. As soon as you had taken a peek at the open window of your room, you got out of bed. The constant tiredness you felt from your routine had vanished a few days into the city, and you were excited to make the most of it.

Skin glistening with sunscreen, you head downstairs for breakfast. The buffet was set up on a covered balcony with the chairs outside, where you could enjoy the view of the italian architecture as you ate. Grabbing a few fruits and a spoonful of eggs, you head out to find an empty table, only to catch sight of your father’s raised arm moving left and right to get your attention.

This vacation would be perfect if it weren’t for them.

“Good morning.” You say, settling on one of the chairs.

Your greeting goes unanswered. Your father is back on his phone and your stepmother gives you a mouth pressed smile, doesn’t bother pretending she likes you. Every time you were in their presence, you felt like throwing up. Besides the fact that your father is 30 years older than her, you still hate both of them for the affair they had while your parents were together.

You’ve always known your father was an asshole, but adultery was the final straw. The only reason you kept in contact with him was because of your mother. The saint she was, begged you to not distance yourself from him, scared you would be alone when she was gone, and how could you not grant a dying woman’s wish?

Rio was a cunt, but you couldn't deny that she was attractive. Your father wanting to stay with her wasn't a huge surprise. It was pretty clear, though, that the feeling wasn’t reciprocated. She was obviously with him for the money, and you were pretty sure she was cheating on him. Karma is a bitch, after all, and your dad’s time has finally come.

Eating your meal slowly, you enjoy the light breeze blowing your hair back. Cargo navy blue shorts and an open white button shirt hide away your black bikini and when you stretch your arms up, you feel eyes on you. Turning towards your stepmother, you’re greeted with sunglasses covered eyes and a similar blouse to yours, her brown hair is down.

“I have to get some work done, so I won’t be able to spend the day with you.” Your father tells you, finally looking up from the phone.

“That’s fine.” You reply, shoving a spoonful of papaya into you mouth

Oh, thank goodness you wouldn't have to stay with them today.

“Rio will go to the beach with you, though.”

Your eye twitch at that. Glancing in her direction, you see her tongue poking into her cheek and a side smile, clearly enjoying your suffering.

“I’m sure she would like to do something else. “ You try.

“No, no. I want you to spend time together, get to know each other.” Your father and his need to make you two close, this whole trip was all about that and yet you still avoid her like you have done all these years. You’ve never wanted any kind of relationship with her and that wasn’t about to change.

“Whatever.” You breathe out.

“Come up to our room. Rio needs to change and I can give you girls some cash to go out and buy a few clothes.” Yeah, that wasn't going to happen. Spending as much time away from her as possible was one of your goals in this vacation.

He leaves his uneaten breakfast on the table and gets up.

“Fine.” You concede.

In the hallway, they walk ahead of you and you take a moment to watch them. Your father moves with the confidence of a rich white man with a plastic filled face. He’s in his 70's and doesn’t have the worst body, but if Rio was putting up with him because of money, it must be torture. She was clearly above his level, with black hair, slim body and defined arms. Anyone could see that. She had a powerful aura and walked with a sway to her hips.

You look up when you realize you’re staring at her ass.

The white door opens up with your dad's key card. Their bedroom is huge. The entrance leads to a living room with two couches and a coffee table. At the parallel wall to the entry, a large door opens to a balcony with a beautiful view of the mountains, the water constantly crashing against the rocks. Their bed is on the left side and is separated by a bow shaped wall, the other side of the room is the bathroom. It has a big counter with multiple beauty products.

“I’m off. There’s a computer room downstairs, if anyone needs me, I’ll be there.” He hands you three hundred dollars and goes to kiss Rio.

He holds her waist firmly and she turns her head before his lips contact with hers. She pushes him slightly back and pat his shoulders, you hold in your laugh.

“Okay then.” He mutters embarrassed, ruffling your hair on his way out.

It doesn’t take 10 seconds after he leaves for you to turn to her and say. “Look, we don’t have to do this. I don’t want to spend time with you and I’m sure the sentiment is mutual.”

She fake gasps at you, eyebrows raised and smirks. “You’re gonna hurt my feelings.”

Rolling your eyes, you head to the bathroom to wash your hands, they feel sticky after eating the fruits from breakfast. You hear some movement in the bedroom and assume Rio is grabbing her bikini. The wardrobe door closes shut and you glance up in the mirror to watch your stepmother's figure walking behind you. You’re one step away from moving out of the restroom when she slips her blouse and shorts off.

Time seems to stop as you watch her with her back to you, her ass is completely bare and you stare as she first ties the top knots of the two-piece. She bends to pull up the bottoms and you look down to your hands, your breath comes out shallowly, the image buried into your mind.

“Boo.” A voice says, her breath ghosts your ear and you try to hide your startlement.

Looking up, you purse your lips. She’s standing a foot behind you and smiles smugly in your direction. When you turn around, her face is closer than you expected.

“What do you want?” You ask sharply.

“What do I want?” She repeats slowly, her fingers running through your hair ends. “You tell me.” She stares into your eyes and you squint, grabbing her shoulder and pushing her back.

“Fuck off.” You let out an incredulous laugh. “I always knew you were a whore, but this is beyond anything I’d have expected.”

“Why? Are you still mad at me because of mommy?” She teases with a fake pout.

Your entire face closes off and you take a step towards her.

“Don’t talk about my mother. You could never be half of the woman she was.”

“Oh, yeah? Your father would disagree.”

The reaction is instantaneous. Your palm stings from the contact and you gape at her, surprised at your own slap. With your hand frozen in midair, you observe as her head turns back in your direction, her cheek is stained by red fingers and she lets out a breathy laugh, running her digits through it.

“You are gonna regret that.”

The apology that was about to come out of your mouth is cut off by the yank on your scalp, your body is forcefully rotated towards the sink and you hold the impact with your palms. The tug in your hair makes your back bend in an uncomfortable way and your neck aches as it’s pulled back. Rio pressed firmly against your arched ass and rested her chin on your shoulder, looking at your startled face through the reflection. Her nails sink in your flesh.

“What are you doing?” You breathe out, partially scared and slightly aroused.

“Has anyones ever told you that you’re a brat?” She avoids your question with one with her own, you feel fingers running down your waist.

“Has anyone ever told you?” You return.

She scoffs as her mouth breaks into a grin, shaking her head left and right. The digits you felt moving through your covered skin grip you with full force and move to the front of your shorts, unbuttoning it. Panic flashes in your eyes as she pushes it down. You struggle against her hold and she pulls your hair harder.

“Don’t fight it, sweetheart.”

Breath catches in your throat when her fingers grab a handful of your bare ass.

“Do you know how I tame a brat?” She whispers in your ear and answers her own question. “I teach her a lesson.”

The sound of her palm colliding with your backside echoes off the white walls and your surprised yelp follows it. The slap doesn’t hurt, you could bet Rio didn’t put all her strength into it, the worst part, for sure, is that it felt good. The sting brings a delicious burn to your skin and you prevent yourself from asking for more.

The second time it happens, you grab harder into the counter. Words seem to fail you and you stand still, this whole thing feels like a fever dream. You look up at the mirror and see Rio’s eyes completely fixated on your ass, she smoothes her hands through it and you shudder.

The one that follows is firmer and you groan, unable to contain yourself. Goosebumps mark your skin and your body reacts to the pain, shifting uncomfortably against your bikini.

“What? Cat got your tongue?” She asks, raising her brows and giving you a maniac grin.

“Fuck you.”

She ‘tsks’ behind you and hums, slapping you three times in a row. The reaction is instantaneous and you hate yourself for pushing your ass back against her.

“Who’s the whore now?” She asks in your ear and laughs.

The taunting worsens your condition. Slick gathers in your underwear and you bite your lips, stressed by the way your body is reacting to your step mother. She doesn’t give you any type of relief and smacks you two more times. This torture seems to be going on forever, but you’ve only counted seven slaps. You had no idea how long it would last.

You’re about to speak when she strikes you one more time, with an open mouth, you aren’t able to contain the moan that escapes you and your face lights up like a christmas tree.

“You are so cute when you blush, sweetheart.” She tells you and licks your ear, her palm massages your sore butt and she adds. “Everytime we meet, I just want to have you all to myself.” She pulls back and looks at your pitiful position. Arched back, red ass and shorts bunched up mid-thigh, she runs tongue over her teeth. “When I saw the opportunity today, I just knew I had to take it. It’s so easy to rile you up and the fact that you hate me only makes it all the more delicious.” You shudder at her words.

She is fucking mental.

She surprises you for a second time with a spank. Tears well up in your eyes, the sting is worse than before and your arousal is burning you up from inside. The whole situation is making you dizzy, you feel like you’d fall down if Rio wasn’t holding you so tightly. Your neck hurts and you almost beg her to stop, but you couldn’t handle the humiliation, so you face it like a big girl.

She delivers two more and you screw your eyes shut. One tear runs down your face and you feel Rio releasing the grip on your hair, turning you around to face her.

“Ten slaps, that’s all. No need to cry.” She runs her thumb over your wet cheek.

The sink presses against your backside and the cold of it helps with the burn, with your eyes still closed, you take a deep breath. You’re still in shock.

“Did you learn your lesson?” She asks, her palms holding your wrist against your breasts.

You stare at her for a second. Laughing at her smirk, you spit right in her face. She closes her eyes, whipping the dripping saliva with her fingers. Her entire face closes off, her patience seems to have run thin.

She doesn’t say anything else, turns around and pulls you by the forearm. You struggle against her hold, but she’s stronger than you expected. Losing your balance when she throws you on the mattress, you don’t have time to get up before she’s upon you, holding your wrist above your head and kissing you roughly.

You hate yourself for it, but it doesn’t take 5 seconds for you to kiss her back. She’s in full control of the kiss and you writhe beneath her, failing to release your arms. Her tongue runs against yours and you can barely breathe from the intensity, your head spinning.

One of her hands runs down your side to the bikini bottom.

You suck in a breath when she separates.

“I could eat you alive in this, couldn’t take my eyes off you at breakfast.” She tells you, licking your cheek.

Her hand brushes the black fabric before pushing it aside, you are embarrassed by your state. Her fingers run through your wet folds, circling your entrance as you whine, desperate to be fucked.

“You are pathetic.” She says close to your face.

Fuck your body for reacting the way it shouldn’t. The degradation turns you on even more and you feel your resolve crumbling. Rio chuckles at the intern battle she sees in your eyes.

“Don’t worry, you won’t have to use that pretty little head of yours for long.”

She rolls off of you. The opportunity to escape presents itself and you don’t move an inch, with your wetness sticking to your thighs, you just want Rio to have her way with you. She smirks at you and crawls up your body until she’s stradling your ribs.

She doesn't put her full weight on you as she squeezes your cheeks and says. “Let’s see if this mouth is good for anything other than being disrespectful.”

You barely have time to understand the implication before her cunt completely shadows your vision. Her bikini is set aside and she pushes her hips down, making you grip her thighs in an attempt to control her pace. Giving up on your moral high ground, you lick a stripe up her lower lips. She hums on top of you and grinds down, her juices smear on your chin and you’ve only just begun. Apparently you weren’t the only one affected by the spanking.

Focusing your attention elsewhere, you leave a hard bite on her inner thigh, taking your hatred on her skin. She moans and sits completely on your face, making it impossible to breathe.

“You better get to work, sweetheart.” She mocks you and amends. “Before you pass out.”

You fully believe she’d let that happen so with renewed energy, you grab into her butt and grind her center against your face. Your tongue circles her entrance before going in. Hearing her hand grab the headboard, you begin to move in and out. Your pace is rapid and she seems to enjoy it as she starts to ride your face. Sucking her lower lips makes her groan on top of you, so you repeat the motion and squeeze a handful of her ass, making her moan.

With little breath, you stick your tongue out and let her chase her own orgasm. She slowly moves in circular motion and spreads her juices around your face. Her movement picks up speed and within seconds she’s bouncing against your mouth. You grip her ass tightly and feel your nose bumping against her clit.

She becomes a moaning mess on top of you.

For someone who can’t breathe, however, eternity seems to pass as you struggle to keep up with her. She is clearly on the edge and trying to reach her peak, so, in a last attempt to get her off of you, you run your tongue all the way up before sucking her clit as hard as you can.

Her movement comes to a halt and you feel her body tensing up, her thighs tighten around your head and your ears ring from the pressure. Her orgasm finally hits and she shudders on top of you, breathing heavily and letting out unrestrained moans.

She collapses beside you and you take the biggest gulp of air you can manage. Your breathing is as ragged as hers and you curse yourself for having a weakness for older women, this shouldn't have happened.

Silence befalls you for about a minute as Rio gathers herself and you contemplate your life choices. As soon as her breathing is slower, she gets up on her knees in the bed. All your previous worries leave your mind as soon as she’s back upon you, straddling your waist and biting her lips.

She kisses you and grasps the wrists that hold her face, you press your center against hers and let out a whine when she pulls back and gets out of the bed. With a puzzled face, you sit up and ask.

“Where are you going?”

“To the beach.” She simply says, grabbing a sun hat and putting it on.

“What?” You rapidly blink.

“You heard me.” Her face breaks into the biggest grin you’ve ever seen in her sulking face.

“Rio.” You whine like a petulant child.

She comes towards you and gives you a long peck. Your mouth follows hers as she pulls away.

“Brats don’t get rewards.” She states and heads for the door, exiting the room with a witchy cackle as you throw yourself back onto the bed.

#agatha all along #rio vidal #rio x reader #aubrey plaza #aubrey plaza x reader #rio vidal x reader

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chrisbesitos · 1 month ago

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Young reader meeting Chris’ parents for the first time and then finding her to be the cutest thing

It was the first time you traveled with Chris to Boston. You met his parents, you were feeling anxious and scared, because what if they don't like you? You chew your nails nervously, staring at the sky through the plane window, Chris notices your anxious state. He massages your shoulder, catching your attention.

"You're gonna hurt yourself doing this." He says, putting your hand down gently. You take a deep and shaky breath, Chris shakes his head, embracing your shoulders and pulling you closer to him. "Why are you so anxious? You're afraid or something?”

"Do you think your parents are gonna like me?" You ask, resting your head on his shoulder. Chris giggles, shaking his head in disbelief.

"My mom already loves you, I can promise you, doll." Chris hugs your body, kissing your forehead. "She texted me asking what you like to eat, she's really excited to meet you and so is my dad.”

"Still nervous, baby, sorry.”

"Don't be, okay? We still have a couple hours since we arrived in Boston, so try to relax and take a nap." He says, closing the window and pulling your hood down, covering your eyes. You chuckle, holding his hand.

"Chris, stop!”

Couple hours later, you arrive in Boston with Chris and his brothers. You sleep for a while, you wake up with Chris shaking your shoulder. Justin, Chris' oldest brother, was there to get you. He's really nice, he says that Chris talks about you all the time when he's home. The drive to their house was enough to make you fall asleep again on Chris' chest, you only woke up when you got there.

"You're so sleepy today." Chris jokes, helping you to get out of the car. You smile lazily, nodding your head and rubbing your eyes. Of course Chris didn't let you carry your bags, even if you feel bad of him carrying everything. "Don't worry, 'kay?" He says to you when you are at the door, he opens and pulls the bags inside. "We're home!”

"Oh, you're finally here!" Marylou says, approaching her son and hugging him. You stay behind them, hiding your hands inside of the sleeves of Chris' hoodie. "You must be Y/N, Chris talks about you all the time.”

"Mom!" Chris protests.

"It's so good to finally meet you, Mrs. Sturniolo." You say, Marylou opens her arms to hug you, your lips lean in a lovely smile.

"You can call me Marylou, sweetheart." She says. Marylou hugs her sons before she moves you towards the kitchen. She shows you the pictures on the walls of the triplets when they were kids and tells the stories about their childhood, Chris protests when Marylou starts to tell the embarrassing stories.

When Jimmy arrives, Chris introduces his girlfriend to his father, she was already comfortable in the house, talking with Marylou about her family and classes on college. You was feeling anxious and nervous, but Chris was totally right, his parents already loves you and treats you so well. Later in the day, you and Chris lay on his bed in his childhood room, your bodies intertwined together, Chris rubbing your back with his fingertips, your head resting on his chest.

"Thank you, baby." You whisper drowsy.

"For what, doll?" Chris asks, frowning his eyebrows.

"For everything, I love you.”

"You don't have to thank me for this." Chris chuckles, he kisses your hair. "I love you, doll.”

꩜ chérie's notes: im finally back 👏👏👏👏 hope you like it this little blurb <3

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mattslolita · 2 months ago

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make u cum - c. sturniolo

in which ... your boyfriend looked so hot on the game, you couldn't resist sucking him off while he played. ( bf!chris x black!fem!reader )

warnings ; oral ( male receiving ), cum eating, slight exhibitionism, soft!dom!chris

"𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒏, 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒄𝒌, 𝒔𝒍𝒂𝒑 𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒆."

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰

sitting on your boyfriend's bed while he streamed with his brothers wasn't for the weak — in truth, it was completely harmless. they'd been playing fortnite duos for quite some time, but you were beginning to become restless at the sight of chris.

his brown hair was tousled across his forehead, a small slick of sweat connecting it as his muscles flexed whilst he hit the controls on they keyboard — his tongue darted out to wet his lips before biting them furiously, and it was driving you mad.

but the worse part?

every time he'd get mad after losing, his hand would come crashing down on the table in front of him, the muscles in his arm prominent and you had to squeeze your thighs together because all you wanted was his arms wrapped around you while he fucked you.

but the thought of sucking him off while played was much more appetizing in the moment, and now you were determined to make it happen.

"fuck!" chris yells, banging a fist on the table, shaking his head as he looks at the screen with a death glare, "matt, c'mon man, pay attention!"

you crawled off the bed, biting your lip as you drop to your knees and crawl towards where chris sat in his gaming chair. thankfully because of issues with his camera, chris's camera remained off so the stream wouldn't be able to see what you were doing, either. you slowly made your way on the other side of the desk, crawling into the empty space and settling yourself right between chris's legs.

you bit your lip as you sat up, your legs perched under your knees as you hook your hands onto his legs and try to pry them apart.

"hold up," chris says, having felt you finally. he mutes his mic, before leaning back and looking down at you under the table, "baby, what're you doin' down there?"

"y'look so good, i jus' wan' a taste," you whine, pouting your bottom lip as you stare at him with sultry eyes.

his jaw ticks and he prods his tongue inside of his cheek as he shakes his head at you. "now y'know i'm streaming right now, 'kay? how bout' you wait and we can take care of this when i'm finished?"

"can't wait," you mumble, biting your lip as you look down at the now semi bulge forming in his pants. it causes a small smirk to tug at your lips as your eyes slowly move back up to him.

"fine," chris grunts, hurriedly shoving his pants down shaking his head and mumbling curses under his breath, "wan' suck my cock so bad? fine. better keep quiet down there, y'know what happens when you don' listen."

excitement courses through you as his boxers are slid down next, just below his ankles — your mouth waters at his now fully erect cock, licking with precum. you slide in between his thighs, gripping them as you let out a whimper.

"fuck are you waitin' for?" chris grunts under his breath at you, thrusting himself at you, causing you to giggle slightly.

you took his length in your hand, slowly pumping him up and down causing him to let out a groan — your mouth watered as you watched yourself stroke him slowly, smearing the precum all over the base of his cock.

"shit," chris half moans under his breath when he feels you lick a stripe up the underside of his cock.

"s'wrong with you, chris?" matt questions his brother from the other end, causing you to smirk against him.

"no-"

before chris could fully form a response another groan is ripped from his throat when you take his cock into your mouth, your lips hitting his pelvis as you deep throat him. his hand immediately goes down to grip your locs, head thrown back freely as you begin to slowly bob your head up and down.

"bro chris you're actin' weird as fuck," matt says again, small grunts leaving chris's lips as he struggles to focus on the game.

"s-shut the fuck up," chris groans back, gently thrusting his hips into you as you continue bobbing your head up and down on his cock.

matt scoffs on the other end, and you can feel chris's grip on your locs tighten as he thrusts up into your mouth harder — you gag around him, tears filling up your waterline as you keep your hands glued to his thighs. his cock hits the back of your throat with every thrust he sends your way, and you can already tell you're gonna be sore by the time he finishes. you hadn't even noticed chris completely mute his mic as he releases low moans whilst he forces your head down deeper, nose rubbing against his pelvic bone.

"fuck, fuck, s'good girl," chris moans, head thrown back as drool forms at the crease of your mouth.

you moaned around his cock, feeling your panties dampen as he continued his assault on your throat. "s'close mama. fuck, gonna cum..."

chris's legs spasmed around you and you felt his cock twitch inside of you, signaling how close he was — he was finally sent over the edge, hot spurts of cum shooting down your throat.

chris pulled your head back, his hand going down to stroke his cock as hot white ropes of his cum shot down your throat whilst you sat on your knees with your mouth wide open. his thrown back as his chest heaved up and down, milking himself completely dry.

"swallow," he demanded, eyes narrowed into slits. he watched intently as you swallowed every drop, licking your lips with a grin as you stared up at him. "thas' a good girl."

you crawled from under the desk, and stood in front of chris, dipping down to capture his lips in a kiss — he tastes himself on your mouth, and you slip your tongue into his mouth. you sucked on his tongue before pulling away, sucking on his bottom lip with a pop as a string of saliva connects you both.

"jus' wait till i get off this game."

( lilly's corner 💌 )

i know its not chris & bambi, but i fear this was supposed to come out back when chris & matt first started streaming😩😩 hope y'all enjoyed this, i love you all forever. 💌

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@sturnprime @middlepartmatt @chrissturniolossidehoe @sturniqloo @chaossturns

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@delilahsturniolo @venusxsturnio @chrissystur @sweetangelgirl7 @wovenribbons

@chrispotatos @chrissystur @jetaimevous

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taegimood · 2 months ago

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🙋‍♀️ Hi

Your hybrid fics/thoughts are so good 😣 Can I request puppy or penguin Kai pleeeeaaaase 🥺

thank you !!!!!! indeed you can 👀

mixed breed puppy hybrid!kai whose half retriever side is so predominant 🤧 floppy ears and fluffy black tail that’s always wagging and knocking into things cuz he doesn’t recognize his own size, the clumsiest but sweetest boy..

you were only planning on looking when you visited the hybrid adoption center, but the minute you saw kai and his bright shy smile, you just couldn’t resist 🥺

he’d be so adorably awkward at first, unsure of what to do with himself but still excited as he observes the apartment with wide eyes and a thumping tail, staying by the entrance shifting his weight around on his feet before you tell him that it’s okay to relax and go look around.

he’s so attentive and polite when you walk him through everything, nodding along and giving you his complete attention, eyes lighting up when you show him the space you just prepared for him;

you apologizing that it isn’t much yet since you hadn’t exactly planned on bringing anyone home and promising to spruce it up and buy him lots of things, but he’s quickly shaking his head and insisting that no, no, it’s perfect!!!!

your heart swells at how grateful he is over the littlest things and you definitely do end up buying him lots of stuff anyway <33

despite his shy n awkward nature at first, the two of you would end up bonding quickly.

you realize that he’s actually pretty mature and even have to assure him teasingly that he doesn’t need to be so polite all the time (which causes a blush to spread across his cheeks as he nods sheepishly) and soon he’s able to fall into a comfortable rhythm with you.

he’d loooove nuzzling his head against your tummy, and you wouldn’t even have to pet him for him to be satisfied — he just enjoys any contact and will happily slump against the squishiest parts of you that he can find.

he also loves your thighs for this reason and there have definitely been times you’ve had to quickly ease him off of you when he’d get his face a little too close to your crotch; he’s not sure why you’re moving him or why your cheeks are suddenly so red, but he’ll reposition himself if that’s what you want! 🤷🏻‍♀️

now despite kai having grown happily used to his new life with you by now, there’s one topic of conversation that has him feeling all awkward and shy all over again, and that’s the conversation that he’s trying to approach you with today —

your gentle giant towering over you innocently as he patiently waits for you to finish up what you’re doing, shifting his weight around on his feet the same way he did when you first brought him home;

“what’s up, hyuka? everything okay?”

he looks up from the floor with a start when you address him and smiles nervously.

“o-oh! um, yeah.. i just.. was wondering if we can talk about something?”

his fingers play with one of the napkins on the table after the two of you sit down, twisting and tearing it into little bits until you gently prod -

“hyuka? what is it, honey?”

he blushes at the pet name (secretly he loves it when you call him that) and finally meets your eyes.

“um, well… i needed to talk to you about.. uh… my.. m-my rut.”

you blink in surprise; that isn’t what you were expecting. to be honest, you hadn’t even thought about it before, still learning the ropes of what it means to care for a hybrid yourself.

as he explains in embarrassment that he can feel it coming soon and that he needed to let you know, you take note of how well he seems to be keeping himself under control — if his rut really is around the corner, you wouldn’t have even been able to tell — and you have to admit that when he brings up the mention of the breeding centers that he had heard people back at the adoption center talk about, you feel a twinge of uncertainty in your chest.

uncertainty, and… something else that you can’t quite place.

“hmm..”

he observes the slight furrow in your brow as you think for a moment. are you upset? is he being too much of a hassle?

but his momentary insecurity melts away when you finally respond,

“i’m just a little worried about sending you there for so long… i mean, it’s just a week or so, but.. i want to make sure you’re getting all the care that you need. it makes me nervous that i won’t be there to help.”

you don’t realize what you said until you said it.

kai’s head cocks to the side, confused. “help? how?”

“uh.. i just meant…” you’re lost for words. “well, i don’t really know what i meant.”

you can see the wheels turning in his brain as well as the realization when it dawns, and you wish a black hole would open up and swallow you when his head cocks the other way and he says,

“oh! you mean… you could be my breeding partner?”

if you’d had a drink in hand, you would’ve choked on it.

his words send a slew of images rushing through your mind, face heating up as you to try to push them away; you can’t think about your precious kai like this !!!

“w-well, t-that’s not exactly what i.. um… i mean, there are lots of other owners who.. uh.. who do that. but i wasn’t saying that-!”

you panic your way through an explanation, brows lifting as kai’s tail actually begins to.. wag.

his cheeks are pink as he sits there staring at you, even though you finished speaking, tail lightly thumping and the fabric of his pants bunching in his hands as they rest on his thighs.

it’s as if he can’t control his body’s reaction to your words and he knows it.

“uh… kai?”

his blush grows even deeper.

now it’s your turn to realize something as you observe him, before asking carefully,

“hyuka.. do you.. like that idea?”

and that, my friends, is how you guys came to the bizarre agreement that you would be the one to help kai through his rut.

the rest of that week would be kind of awkward, to be honest — kai still insanely embarrassed about admitting that he’d prefer it if you were the one in his bed, and you, well… you just find yourself dealing with desires that you didn’t even know you had, and didn’t even know if you were allowed to have.

but that awkwardness quickly comes to a forced end when you’re getting ready for bed one night, taking your time since it’s finally the weekend, having just slipped into your little tank top and sleep shorts set when you hear a thunk against your bedroom door.

you pause.

silence.

“hyuka..?” you call. more silence, but you swear you can hear the faintest sound of a groan come from the other side.

“kai? honey?”

you’re about to head for the door when it slowly swings open, your eyes widening at the sight of your hybrid slumped heavy against the doorframe, and you’ve never realized how broad his chest is until now as it heaves up and down with labored breaths.

his gaze is cloudy, a sheen of sweat coating his skin, dark hair falling into his eyes that are currently raking over your body — these clothes are the most revealing he’s ever seen on you, and you almost gasp at the low growl that forms quietly at the back of his throat.

“k-kai.. is it time..?”

he nods weakly, and you can tell how hard he’s trying to hold himself together.

you take a deep breath. you’ve never done this before, but you’re ready to give him whatever he needs. “okay. let’s go to your room.”

—

you’ve never felt so many sensations at once. the way kai grinds his body against you hungrily, hips pushing against yours, kissing and licking up and down your neck and tits as he groans — encasing you fully underneath his large frame as you try to keep up with his eager ministrations.

while you can tell that he is getting a little bit of relief, you can also tell that he’s still massively holding himself back (you’ll see just how much soon enough) and it takes everything in you to keep your own moans at bay as you assure him,

“hyuka- f-fuck- hyuka, i-it’s okay. just- just let go.”

his grinding is getting more desperate now, the bed starting to rattle and pants and whines falling from his lips as he protests, “d-don’t.. don’t wanna... hurt you…!”

you can feel his leaking cock throbbing against your thigh and can only imagine how painful it must be. when you take his face in your hands to make him look at you, there’s a wild look in his eyes, something feral on the verge of snapping — and you’re gonna let it.

“kai,” you breathe. “just let go.”

and so he does.

you’ve never been fucked so animalistic in your life, the hugeness of his form finally coming into play, the deep growls and snaps of his jaw that you never would’ve imagined your hyuka to be capable of; and yet here you are, fucked completely dumb on your hybrid’s cock as he’s got you pinned and marked and knotted over and over and over and over again as if it’s the last thing he’ll ever get to do.

in his case, you’re his mate made to be manhandled, and it’s safe to say that by the end of his week-long rut you’re completely and utterly spent.

unable to even keep your eyes open as soon as it finally passes, the two of you exhausted as kai cuddles you as close as possible, gently licking and kissing at all the bites and marks he’d left behind, nuzzling his face in your hair as his cock slowly, finally, begins to soften inside of you.

you would probably sleep for a few days after that; kai taking such good care of you and treating you so sweetly with the softest touches as he tends to your bruises and keeps you all cleaned up and comfy.

i guarantee that after that first rut there’d be this deep unspoken bond formed between the two of you that makes you inseparable 🤧

all kai wants to do is love and protect you; your big strong sweet puppy who aims to make your life just as lovely as you’ve made his <333

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tonyboneysblog · 5 months ago

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MOTHER HEN: PART SEVEN

parings: hawks x mother!reader

wordcount: 3.2k

warnings: none

notes: daddy’s…home? genuinely so excited to write the next chapter cause if you notice the timeline, something big is coming😈😈

summary: you, the mother of Fumikage Tokoyami, are just a simple nurse! Who caught the eye of a certain pro.

You haven’t gotten a text from hawks in the past four days, which puts you in a sour mood.

technically it’s a little bit of your fault for kissing his forehead- but if the little shit would have just let you explain…

what’s even worse is that your unable to watch the sports festival- fucking hospital job.

And when you finally get home from that hellhole, Fumikage will be sassy cause you weren’t able to watch him.

He wouldn’t be angry just..slightly disappointed?

Then when you cuddled up in your nest yesterday you see that damned hawks plush you spent 30 dollars on…

So here you are at this amazing place of work! against your will of course.

Currently you’re at the water station- until you were rudely pulled away due to a pro hero getting hurt…as usual.

You open the door to see a younger, dark skinned woman with white hair and the cutest bunny ears on her head.

She looks at you and starts waving happily…your heart would feel warm if it weren’t for the blood on her face.

“Names Mirko!” Oh, you know her! Your sister used to be obsessed with her…well for a short period of time but still obsessed no the less.

“Mirko, how you feeling today?”

She sends you a thumbs up, “terrible!”

You chuckle softly and walk over towards her, accompanying another one of the doctors.

“What’s her condition?”

The doctor sighs, “nothing too serious, we ought to check her for a concussion though..and she’ll have to at least spend one night here.”

“With those injuries it should be longer no?”

The doctor shakes his head, “can’t keep Mirko tied down for too long.” Then proceeds to just…walk out.

But Mirko doesn’t let it stay too quiet.

“So, your name is?”

You smile softly, “ Y/N Tokoyami.”

Mirko looks like she’s pondering for a moment..looks as if she knows you from somewhere.

“I swear I’ve heard that name before..” she says quietly.

You smile again, “you probably have, so is there anything you need?”

Mirko puts her attention back onto you, “nah, I’ll be alright.”

“Really, Why’d the doctor call me in then?”

“Because I complained my ass hurt, I’ve been laying in bed all day.”

You chuckle, “that all?”

She nods her head quickly.

“Well, let’s hope you don’t get a bed sore kay?” You shoot a thumbs up towards her, same she did to you earlier.

Then you walk out, wondering why she even needed you…

But Mirko knew why, hawks told her you were nurse and she wanted to she what all the fuss was about.

Truthfully, he’d been talking about you every time she saw him while on patrol.

She supposes his ramblings are correct, you’re cute.

Then again Mirko has never really pinned hawks as the mamas boy type, and you echo the motherly type.

But you’re sweet, maybe that’s why he’s so attracted to you?

So, Mirko pulls out her phone to bother hawks about his little high school boy crush.

she took it the the group chat though, little asshole.

BEST PROS.

carrot foot

Found ur gf hawks

caw caw bitch

what

caw caw bitch

where

jorts

who?

carrot foot

Hospital

INCOMING FACETIME CALL

Mirko sighs and answers it.

“Where is she, she look cute?” Hawks says frantically.

Mirko shakes her head, “again hawks, get a grip.”

Mirko can hear the wind howling into the phone, of course hawks is flying while on the phone.

“Answer me.” Hawks says sternly.

Mirko immediately starts rambling about the very small amount of information she has on you, “Damn you got a mommy kink or something, cause that woman is a MILF. I mean M.I.L.F.”

“What- what the hell does…no?” Mirko can pick on hawks confusion through the phone.

“Hawks, man, that woman echos mother. Here she is mothering throughout the halls of a hospital!”

“Mirko, what’s your point here.”

“I mean she’s hot dude, get your head in the game…or in her i don’t-“

Mirko can then her hawks yelling loudly out of shock, “GROSS MIRKO, DONT MAKE JOKES LIKE-“

If he yelled any louder you could probably hear him in the halls.

Mirko laughs loudly, “Don’t get your panties in a twist, I’m joking.”

Then there’s an uncomfortable silence on the phone, a little too long for comfort.

but then of course hawks breaks it- as him usually does.

“I mean, I wouldn’t mind…”

Mirko starts laughing again, “aha! Damn dirty bird- go get your wings ruffled elsewhere man!”

Hawks responds quickly, ignoring Mirko comment.

“I gotta go- I see a best jeanist and I’d like to go pull his ear.”

Mirko huffs, “fine, but he isn’t your wingman-I am.”

Hawks laughs softly and hangs up, leaving Mirko in silence.

Until you walk in.

“Oh, there’s my favorite nurse!” She beams.

“Do you mind if I watch the sports festival in here? My kids in it..”

Mirko nods her head, “I don’t mind- need to look for recruits anyways.”

So, there you and Mirko sit watching the sports festival together.

Many times throughout it you had to put a hand over your mouth to keep yourself from screaming and alerting the others your not technically working at the moment.

but during every break in the sports festival, you rushed and did your actual duties as quickly as you could.

Then when you came back, and the 1V1 battles have already started.

And of course your gorgeous boy conquers and destroys the competition.

One after another, what was most surprising to you was seeing todorokis and midoriyas fight, aggressive and raw.

made you vividly remember that was the boy who tripped on his own ice..

You were a little scared that’d he have to face your Fumikage.

Instead it was Katsuki Bakugo who faced him, and after that fight he’ll be the only kid who doesn’t get your end-of-semester cookies.

I mean cmon! Grabbing your son by the beak?! Unbelievable…angers you to your core because who does he think he is?!

But it’s fine.

Fumikage would’ve won if it were anyone else.

But Fumikage still got third, and you can shove it in all your friend’s faces that your son is awesome and that they could never.

Because Fumikage is one of a kind.

You look over to Mirko after jumping for joy for your son’s new shiny medal.

“He’s a good fighter, y’know I know someone all birdy like that.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yea, hawks.” She says bluntly.

You can feel the color drain from your face, hawks low key, high key broke your heart after your last interaction.

“Oh… well I’m sure Fumikage will consider an invitation from him.- if he wanted to work with him.” You say while tapping your fingers together.

Mirko pulls out her phone, typing something, you don’t know exactly what but…it’s whatever.

carrot foot

yea your cooked bud

caw caw bitch

what

Mirko seats down her phone next to the table, where you can hear it buzzing loudly…

“Uhm are you gonna check that?” You say nervously.

“Nah, he’s fine.” She says as she finally relaxes into the bed she had been complaining about all day apparently.

“Ah…okay?” You then hop out of the seat, making your way back to your work.

You should get him an apple pie to celebrate, or maybe just straight apples cause Fumikage will go crazy either way.

Hawks briefly crossed your mind again, what was his favorite again? Wasn’t apples you know what…it was probably something dumb- just like him…

dumb, dumb, dumb man.

enough of him, you have work to do…

right after you call Fumikage!

It rings, but he doesn’t answer? Which is weird because Fumikage always answers his phone unless it’s dead.

Yes that’s probably why, he’ll call you right back when it charges.

But Fumikages phone was in-fact not dead, he was just…distracted?

Fumikages eyes squint slightly, “What could you possibly want.”

It’s hawks he’s being so standoffish with, but hawks just sends him a soft smile.

“It’s the sports festival, of course I’d be here.”

“You decide to stalk me instead of my mother?”

Hawks goes quiet, his carefree smile faltering.

“Not exactly..we got in a small spat.”

“If you’re trying to get me to talk to her for you, it’s not gonna work.” Fumikage starts to walk away before hawks grabs his shoulder.

Then dark shadow comes out.

Hawks steps off slightly, “that’s kinda freaky…”

“Kinda like your face.”

Dark shadow looks over to Fumikage, “that wasn’t even a good comeback.”

“Shut up dark shadow.”

Dark shadow scoffs and folds his cute little shadow arms with what looks to be a pout on his face.

Hawks face completely loses the carefree smile, “I’m serious when I say I’m not here for you…well not technically.”

“What do you mean by that.”

“Yea, what do you-“

“Dark shadow…”

Hawks lets out a small breath, “I was interested in you being my sidekick due to the skills you showed off on the fie-“

“Not interested” Fumikage says curtly.

Dark shadow whips his head over to look at Fumikage with surprise, whispering something in his ear.

“He’s number three- you can’t just reject an offer from him!”

“I can, and I just did.”

Then it’s silent, Fumikage doesn’t mind though.

Hawks sighs softly, putting back on the smile Fumikage hates so much.

“Well if you ever rethink it, my agency will always be open.”

“I hope retribution comes for you in the darkness of your home.”

Hawks stays quiet but then his face twists into confusion, “what does that even mean..?”

Fumikage huffs and if he had hair he would most likely flip it whilst walking away.

Fumikage leaves hawks standing outside, utterly confused in what Fumikage was even talking about.

Maybe that’s what you meant when you said Fumikage was unique…

speaking of you, you were still at that darn hospital.

Fumikage was aware of that, you always worked a lot but the times that you weren’t working you tried your best to spend them with him.

Until Mr. Pro-Hero decided to come into your life..

The first time Fumikage really noticed your relationship with hawks was when you had the talk on the balcony.

He knew he wasn’t going crazy when he thought someone was under a blanket, a blanket you don’t even use may he add.

Then the next day when he went up to your balcony, the blanket was in-fact no where to found.

Then he caught him in your kicthen, Fumikage debated on even eating the cookies because maybe hawks terrible aura rubbed off on them.

They were delicious but that’s not the point!

Then hawks wanders into Fumikages home, which was locked, uninvited looking for you.

Only time Fumikage could tolerate hawks was when he had to save you from the bar.

But then his tolerance shot down when he walked in on the two of you coddling each other.

Then he heard the “little spat” you and hawks had which is why he rushed into your room so fast.

Honestly, who does that damn fowl think he is?!

Fumikage explains all of this to poor dark shadow, who truly just wanted to watch a movie with him.

“Sounds rough.” Dark shadow says quietly.

Fumikage huffs, “It’s worse than rough dark shadow, it’s appalling.”

“Maybe you shouldn’t be so…extreme with hawks- Momma seems to like him.”

“Correction, liked, my mother will never participate in any romances with that man again.”

Fumikage ends the conversation there, but dark shadow would like to expand on the topic.

“It was nice of hawks to offer you that side kick position.”

“well being nice doesn’t cut it.”

Finally, the conversation about hawks is finished, Fumikage only ranted for 4 hours this time!

And he’d finished 3 movies in that time as well…maybe the hospital will let you off early.

So Fumikage and dark shadow fight the urge to rest, which they both utterly fail and fall asleep on the couch.

You come in around 5:30 so they never stood a chance, not after the day Fumikage had.

You walk into the door, spotting only Fumikage.

You stumble over towards him, sitting on the floor and brushing your hand through his feathers.

Fumikage is knocked out, so he won’t wake up if you pick him up.

You use all your remaining strength to pick Fumikage up, making your way towards your bedroom.

It’s been a minute since Fumikage got cuddles from his mama.

And also you seriously doubt you could carry Fumikage back to his room, then walk back to yours without passing out onto the floor.

You place Fumikage under the warm covers, then yourself.

You then wrap your hands around Fumikage as tightly as you possible could, as if someone would take him away if you didn’t.

Then you rest, same as Fumikage.

Same as hawks.

And hawks truly needs to thank you for whatever you did to make him stop having those nightmares.

barely dreams now, and if he does it’s always weird shit.

usually has you in it too.

nevermind, you probably cursed him and overrode whatever put that nightmare spell on him.

a curse that just makes him dream about you.

Now he really wishes he talked Mirko into getting a picture of you, he misses you bad.

Maybe a text wouldn’t hurt? No, too risky- you’re probably still mad at him.

Maybe he could worm his way back into your life with that weighted blanket, if his plan worked he could probably steal it back anyways.

It still smells like you, which is weird because he’s had it for awhile.

That’s probably his favorite part of the day now, getting home, taking a shower, cuddling into his mostly bare bed and just sniffing that shit like it’s coke.

Kinda like how some people spray lavender onto their beds to get sleepy, he just smells the hell out of that blanket.

He wishes he was able to snatch another item from your house that smelled like you.

Fumikage doesn’t really smell like you, he noticed.

He smells kinda like wood? And also a little fruity too.

You wouldn’t really guess fruits and flowers from looking at him but maybe your scent rubbed off on him too.

Honestly, hawks kinda feels like Edward when Bella first walked into that classroom though- hawks wouldn’t be covering his mouth to avoid the smell, he would be INHALING that smell.

He would never admit that the night that he comforted you out on that balcony he didn’t even go home and change, he kept that uniform on.

The coat didn’t truly smell like you, but the under shirt did.

Maybe he’s going a little crazy, sure he’s real kept together most the time but- the things you do to that poor man.

And Mirko- peacefully sleeping in the hospital, she may be hawks wingman but she needs her rest too!

And when you wake, you’ll have to go right back to the hospital.

doesn’t men’s you can’t talk to your son before you leave though.

“Mama.” Fumikage says sleepily, awoken from you moving all around the room.

You perk up now your son’s awake, “Fumikage?”

Fumikages eyes a still closed, fighting to go back to sleep.

“Did you see me, in the sports festival?”

You run your hands through Fumikages feathers, “Course’ I did.”

Fumikage smiles softly, “guess who talked to me after..?”

“All might? I saw it on-“

“No it was hawks, invited me for an internship.”

You jaw slacks slightly, “did you accept?”

“No, not after what he’s done.” Fumikage says with a little rasp in his own voice.

“You should’ve.”

“What?”

You sigh, “hawks is number three- doesn’t matter what he did to me Fumikage.

Fumikage stays silent, suddenly now regretting telling you.

“But…”

You kiss his temple, “thank you for thinking about how I’d feel though. Don’t let my emotions or relationships get in the way of your future.”

Fumikage nods, understanding your point of view.

“Are you leaving for work?”

“Yep, it’s not a long shift though.”

You open your bedroom door, “I’ll see you later, Fumi.”

Then walking out of your own house, making your way to the hospital.

Once you walk in, your infact greeted with Mirko!

and hawks.

“Ah, my favorite nurse!” Mirko cheers excitedly.

“Mirko! Shouldn’t you still be on bed rest?”

Mirko chuckles, “glad you’re worried about me toots.”

You gasp a small bit at the nickname, “Oh!”

Mirko places her hand onto her hip, “Hey, didn’t I see you hear like 7 hours ago, why you already back?”

“Duty calls?”

Hawks chuckles at that, wasn’t even funny.

Mirko throws an arm around hawks, “this was the birdy boy I was talking about!”

“We’ve met.”

suddenly there was an awkward silence.

Hawks wanted to throw himself out a window, you wouldn’t even look at him.

Mirko taps her foot nervously.

“Hawks…” you say his name softly.

His head perks up form Mirko hold, “yeah?”

“Sorry that Fumikage rejected you…I know how he is.”

Hawks can feel his heart beating in his ears, “it’s all good- doors always open.”

You nod softly, looking away.

The three of you just stand there in silence, Mirko foot tapping repeats.

Then she breaks, “Mrs Tokoyami, sorry for holding you up-You got a job to do!”

You jump in surprise, “ah- your right, it was nice talking to you both!”

You quickly walk away to clock in, Mirko and hawks make there way outside.

She scoffs, “had the perfect opportunity.”

Hawks rolls his eyes, “I wasn’t gonna apologize to her in a hospital.

“I’m going to put you in the hospital/ what the hell even was that back there?!” Mirko exclaims.

Hawks pushes her arm away, “I was nervous.”

“Doors always open!” Mirko mocks him.

“Oh quiet down.”

“I’m your wingwoman- giving you a perfect chance and you fuck it all up.”

“It wasn’t that bad-“

Mirko smacks the back of his head, “Hawks, shut your trap.”

Hawks doesn’t reply, walking next to Mirko throughout the less populated areas of town.

Mirko snaps her fingers, “You know what, I can fix this.”

“You can?”

“Of course I can, I’m Mirko.”

Hawks groans softly, already annoyed by the days events.

Mirko starts her plan, “clearly she cares a good bit about her son-but there feeling are mostly separated for different things.”

Hawks nods along.

“So instead of getting all cushy with her son again, you need to fix it with her- clearly your not gonna getting through with her son based on what you told me earlier.-“

Hawks interrupts, “her son is always home though.”

“Don’t interrupt me, he goes to U.A. I bet they have some trip for passing the exam.”

“How are we supposed to find that out?”

Mirko groans, “let me talk, I’m always going to that hospital for some reason- I’ll find something out…she likes me unlike you.”

Hawks looks away with a pout, “Don’t say that…”

“I’ll say whatever I want, I’m your wingwoman.”

Hawks and Mirko continue their walk up until they get to his agency, since Mirko doesn’t have one.

Though Mirko continues walking, “See ya later, Hawkey.”

“Where are you going?”

“To my house?- don’t fuck up anything else while I’m gone.”

Hawks huffs lightly, walking into his own office.

He has so much paper work to do, then the commission will be badgering him later for “doing it wrong” according to them.

He can’t wait to just be home.

Be home next to you.

or…your blanket at the very least?

…he really needs to fix this.

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mopopshop · 5 months ago

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Embrace (DT x OC!Reader)

based off this request <-

i love this sm guys and i hope y’all do too so please enjoy 🙏🏾🙏🏾

give feedback if you feel like it!

You’ve always been more comfortable in the background. Even at UConn, where you met Diana, you preferred watching from the stands rather than being the center of attention. What you didn’t expect was catching the eye of the star player, much less marrying her and starting a family.

Now, years later, as you stand outside the Footprint Center with your daughters, Aria and Jaylen, you can’t help but reflect on how far you’ve all come. Aria, the older of the two at six, is bouncing on her toes, her excitement palpable. Jaylen, at just two, is perched upon your hip.

To support your wife you obviously come dressed in DT merchandise, you and your daughters came matching in Diana’s jersey with Jaylen wearing that and a tool skirt in Phoenix Mercury colors.

"Mommy, mommy, can we get popcorn?" Aria asks, tugging at your sleeve.

“Yeah, yeah, baby hold on, we needa find our seats first” you grin.

The arena is alive with energy, fans buzzing in anticipation of another legendary Diana Taurasi performance. You lead your daughters through the throng, finally finding your seats close to the court. You’ve always had good seats—one of the perks of being with D.

As the game begins, you watch Diana with a mix of pride and awe. She’s as fierce as ever, commanding the court with her presence, making impossible shots look effortless. Aria and Jaylen cheer loudly, their voices joining the chorus of fans.

"Mama is the best!" Aria exclaims, her eyes shining. "Do you think she’ll win tonight, Mommy?"

"You already know baby," you say, squeezing her shoulder.

During a timeout, Diana glances toward you and the girls, a smile playing on her lips. You wave, and she blows a small kiss, her eyes filled with love.

Then, when it comes to halftime, she finds time to sneak from the locker room to come see you. Diana approaches, her face lighting up as she spots you and the girls.

"How are my girls" she says, a grin spreading across her face as she kneels down to scoop Aria from the floor then plucking Jaylen from your arms. "You having fun?"

Aria nods vigorously. "Yes, Mama! You're doing awesome!"

Jaylen giggles and reaches out to Diana, pulling on her lips and cheeks. "That's my little cheerleader," she says, her voice warm and affectionate.

You smile at the sight, feeling your heart swell with love. "You’re killing it out there, D," you say. "We’re so proud of you."

Diana puts the girls down and pulls you into a quick hug, wrapping her sweaty arms around your waist. "Thanks, baby. You know i’m gonna show out when I got y’all here" She glances back at the tunnel that leads to the locker room and sighs. "I have to get back, but I'll see you after the game, ‘kay?"

"Go get 'em, babe" you say, giving her a reassuring smile.

She gives you a quick kiss and hugs Aria and Jaylen one last time before heading back to the locker room. As she disappears down the tunnel, you settle back into your seat, feeling a rush of pride and excitement.

The second half of the game is just as thrilling. Diana's energy is electric, and she continues to dominate the court. Aria’s on her feet cheering louder than ever and Jaylen’s perched on your lap cooing at the sight of her mom. You join them, your voice hoarse from shouting encouragement.

When the final buzzer sounds, the Mercury emerge victorious. The crowd roars, and your daughters are ecstatic, jumping up and down in pure joy.

"Mama won! Mama won!" Aria shouts, her face glowing with excitement.

You make your way down to the court once more, the sea of fans parting as they recognize Diana's family. She meets you with open arms, pulling all of you into a tight embrace.

"You did so good, D!" you say, kissing her cheek.

"Couldn't have done it without my biggest fans," she replies, her eyes sparkling with happiness.

Diana looks down at Aria and Jaylen with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Y’all wanna sit with me for my interview?" she asks.

Aria's eyes widen with excitement. "Can we, Mommy? Please?"

You chuckle and nod. "Of course. Go show them how it's done."

Diana leads you all to the interview area. The reporters are already assembled, and their faces light up when they see Diana with her family. She lifts Aria onto the panel chair next to her and sits Jaylen on her lap, while you stand nearby, watching with pride.

The interviewer smiles warmly. "Diana, another incredible game. How do you do it?"

Diana grins, glancing at Aria and Jaylen. "Well, having these two cheering me on from the stands definitely helps," she says, her voice filled with affection. "And my amazing wife, who’s always been my rock. I couldn't do any of this without her."

Aria grabs the microphone, her small hand dwarfed by it. "Mama is the best player ever!" she declares confidently, drawing laughs from the crowd.

Jaylen babbles happily, patting Diana's cheek, and Diana kisses her forehead. "They're my motivation, my inspiration," Diana continues. "Every time I step on the court, I play for them. For our family."

The interviewer smiles, clearly charmed by the scene. "We noticed you glancing over at your family several times during the game. How important is it for you to have them here supporting you?"

Diana smiles, enjoying speaking about you and the kids “It's everything. Seeing my… insanely gorgeous, selfless, intelligent wife Elyse” she gushes, taking a moment to brag about you “and the girls in the stands reminds me why I play. They’re my biggest cheerleaders, and their support means the world to me. It helps me stay focused and gives me that extra push when the game gets tough.

Another interviewer raises their hand for a question “Aria and Jaylen seem to be quite the little fans. Do they understand the significance of what you do on the court?"

"Aria is starting to get it.” Diana chuckles “She knows when Mama is doing well and gets really excited. Jaylen is a bit young, but she loves the energy and the cheering. It’s great to have them involved and to see their faces light up."

“How do you balance your career with family life? It must be challenging."

"It definitely is… but we make it work. Elyse is incredible—she holds everything together when I’m on the road or training. We have a great support system and we make sure to prioritize family time whenever we can. It’s all about finding that— that balance and making the most of our moments together."

"Lastly what’s next for you, Diana? Any big plans or goals you’re looking forward to?"

“Um.. Sleep honestly” she jokes "Yeah but nah, nah, we have some big games coming up, and I’m focused on staying in shape. Off the court, it’s just about spending time with Elyse and the girls, and maybe squeezing in a family vacation if we can. Like I said It’s all about balance and enjoying every moment." Diana grins as she finishes.

After the interview, you and the girls head back home, Diana's hand firmly in yours. The girls fall asleep in the car, exhausted from the excitement, and you share a quiet moment with Diana, both of you basking in the glow of the evening's events.

Once home, you tuck the girls into bed and join Diana on the couch. She leans into you, her head resting on your shoulder.

"Thank you for being here tonight," she says softly. "For everything."

You press a kiss to her forehead. "Always, D. I’ll always be here."

You sit in comfortable silence for a bit before Diana opens her mouth again.

“I know you have to say I played well cause we’re married and shit but.. you can’t lie I was kinda fly out there tonight” she cackles

You scoff, shoving her playfully “Shut up! You sound so old, nobody says ‘fly’ anymore dumbass”

“Old where?!! I’m three years older than you”

“Like I said— Old!”

She groans, laughing and shoving her face into your neck. You both fall back into the couch in a fit of giggles and hearts full of love.

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thetxtdevil · 4 months ago

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hii! could i request a shy hyuka who is very jealous and possessive over the reader but the reader doesnt think twice abt it since theyre friends and blah blah which makes hyuka kinda just snap and decide to be more forward and blunt abt his feelings …. maybe even shows the reader just how much they like them heheh

--suggestive--

You and Kai are attached to the hip. Always hanging out, giving each other gifts, and an overwhelming amount of platonic pda. Everyone but you saw you two as a couple. You simply thought this was a friendship meant to be. However, Kai is very handsome and free but it could never happen, could it?

Fooling around with the boys, something about today made you want to be flirty with them, push a nerve or something. Kai's stone cold face plastered on his face listening to every sly comment you make.

"Hey Yeonjun do you want to eat ramen in my house?" you giggle as you shake a packet of ramen in your hands. Yeonjun laughs getting closer to you helping you cook the noodles. Kai twists his head towards the two of you it was a stupid sex euphemism joke, but Kai felt like Yeonjun was getting too keen of the idea.

Kai leaves his stack of chopped vegetables and stands on your other side. "You will not." he says to Yeonjun.

The raven haired man smirks at the younger man, "And why can't I?"

"Because she's mine." Kai wanted to smack his mouth, quickly realizing what he said. Flustered he diverts his attention to you, to see your wide eyes also in a flustered state. Yeonjun chuckles at the awkward situation, finally that boy had the balls to say something. Quietly walking away leaving you two alone.

"I'm y-yours? Why would you say that?" You say stirring the noodles hoping the steam hides your extreme blush.

"Well... because iwantyoutobemine"

You turn you head to see him looking at you. He felt so close, your eyes flicker from his lips to his eyes, you then look back to the noodles. A little frustrated, Kai leaves the kitchen to his own room. You nibble at your bottom lip debating what to do. Finishing up lunch for the boys, you call them over to eat as your slip away to confront Kai.

You quietly knock on the wood of Kai's bedroom door opening it slightly. The man was sitting on his bed with an acoustic guitar on his lap plucking a few cords. You sit next to him hopefully to get his attention, nothing. Kai ignores you continuing to play sweet melodies from the instrument.

"Ya know if you like me, you could've just told me"

The tunes instantly stop making the last cord echo out of the guitar. Kai turns his head to you reading you to see if you're serious or joking. Your eyes seemed neutral with a hint of hope while his brown eyes shine with admiration. He was not going to question you any further he will know your intentions when he swiftly smashes his lips against yours. Shocked at first but you lean into the kiss telling Kai to continue.

During the moment the guitar out of sight and now having the full capability to have his hands all over you. "I've been wanting to do this for a long time." you groan at his confessions intensifying Kai's excitement, "and I really like those sounds." Knocking you over to lay on his bed caging you to that one spot. His mind was exploding at the sight of your under him fully committed to make you his.

A nuisance,

TxT's Devil

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lazyollie · 1 month ago

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Ninjago headcanons- Reader with low iron

•Reader wants to spend more time with her ninja friend so she asks them to train them, but her low iron gets in the way so they end up passing out or throwing up.•

I'm sorry for the requester. I accidently deleted your request but I want to make it for you so here we are.

Warnings: bad grammar, typos, might be I misunderstood the signs of low iron

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Lloyd

☆° When you asked him to train you he saw this as a great apportinity to be finally someone's sensei.

☆° So he was obviously excited. He was that excited that he haven't noticed the signs of low iron.

☆° You were glad he didn't, because you want to spend more time with him. That was the goal.

☆° Soon your low iron took effect and standing up without losing your vision for few seconds was rare and lucky moments.

☆° Your skin got pale, but you still pushed yourself and then your body had enough and you passed out.

☆° Lloyd watched as you fall to the ground shocked, guilt running through his mind thinking he's trainings were too much for you.

☆° He ran to you trying to wake you up by gently slapping your face with his hand. You slowly blinked a few your vision bit blurry.

☆° He let out a sigh of relief and took you inside and got Wu to check up on you. Lloyd took you to your room so you can rest.

☆° When you wake up he sat next to your bed with a worried look on his face. It was the time for you to confess.

"Oh Y/n. You shouldn't have do that. You could have just ask me to spend more time with you. I know I have a lot of duties, but I always have time for you. And please don't ever do that, I was so worried about you.. "

Cole

☆° He was kinda surprised at first but then he became nervous about training you. I mean he liked the idea of protecting yourself, but he felt nervous hurting you during it.

☆° He hesitated to agree, but then he did. So you started to show up at training happily, finally being together without getting inturepted by ninja things.

☆° You guys had fun somehow both of you made the trainings exciting and funny. So it was a double win.

☆° Unfourtunatily, you realised something was wrong. You experienced chest pain and you had head aches more often. Trainings became difficult as you got dizzier everytime you had to make a move.

☆° You didn't dare to tell Cole about this in fear he will end your trainings. You didn't want to get back to normal and being alone all the time.

☆° You were middle of training when you felt cold and hot at the same time, your chest pain getting worse and then your body reacted.

☆° You croached down and before you could stop it you threw up. Cole rushed to you asking what's wrong.

☆° Your vision got blurry as all the energy left your body and you passed out in Cole arms.

☆° You woke up in your bedroom with Cole's head resting on your lap as he was sleeping. He was too worried for you to just left you.

☆° Your hand travelled to his hair your fingers playing with it as you looked at him guilty. You wanted to spend time with him but for what cost..

☆° Your caresses woke him up and he quieckly grabbed your hand looking at you worried asking "are you okay?". You had no choice but to confess.

"That was all that for. I know it something is behind all of this. You would never get yourself under that much pressure. Nevermind, let's talk about that later. I'm sorry I haven't noticed before how I partially neglected you. Please forgive me, I will be more attentive about how I treat my surrondings, especially you."

Kai

☆° When you came to him after a big mission he was more than pleased. But when you asked him to train you he never felt more proud.

☆° Proud of himself that YOU, the beautiful Y/n, wants to be trained by him. (Okay I will stop. That was cringe).

☆° He started your trainings right after the day he came home, excited to finally teach his civilian friend how to take a great hit on someone.

☆° At your first lesson you already experienced dizzines and weakness. First you thought that your muscles haven't get used to excercises.

☆° Later when your dizzines and weakness haven't dissappeared but even gotting worse you know something was wrong, but refused to go see a doctor so you won't get caught.

☆° So you pushed yourself harder thinking it will fix the situation, but not really got you even worse.

☆° Kai haven't noticed any struggle you were in. He thought that you might be a slow learner so he cut off of the pace.

☆° You were repeating his moves but it was sloppy and you seem to be out of breath. You asked him to stop for a minute and he got concerned.

☆° He was walking towards and suddenly you became uncoinceous. Luckily he could catch you in time.

☆° Your skin was hot, like really hot. He quieckly carried you inside, laying you down on a coach. He ran to the kitchen to get you a wet towel putting it on your head in hope it will cool you down.

☆° It did. When you were fully recovered he asked you about everything as tears appaered in your eyes.

☆°...

"Oh dear...I'm so sorry. I didn't know that it upsetted you so much, I should have known. I will spare extra time for you when It's just two of us and no ninja things. Now please stop crying..."

Zane

☆° He already knew about why do you want him to train you. He also liked the idea to finally be together and get you worked out.

☆° So he didn't complain until he noticed the very first signs of something wrong before you. Since it was so early he didn't know what.

☆° You continued training with him during these he told you some funfacts about humanity, robotics and every other topics.

☆° You both learned a lot from each other, not just training your body but, your brain/data-base.

☆° After a few weeks of training your health got worse and he knew. He knew why your skin turned pale, why are you running to the bathroom right after the trainings.

☆° He once got you throwing up after training, walking up towards you, putting his hand on your back in a comforting way.

☆° He got you to sit down to the kitchen table while he was making a tea for you. When it was ready he poured it into a mug and gave it to you.

☆° You sat quiet looking at your tea while you didn't know what to say.

"I-" -you tried to say, but he cut you off.

"I know. I know why you did all of this. I'm sorry I didn't know you felt lonely and I just made it worse for you. Don't put yourself well-being in danger. Low iron is a serious problem and it can cause you more pain than you think. Please just talk to me when you feel down or I hurt your feelings."

Jay

☆° He looked at you confused when you asked him. Like why would you ask HIM to teach you some self-defense.

☆° He didn't mind though. It's just a friendly trainings and if you want to be stronger why step into your way.

☆° Well, the trainins mostly were cracking jokes and doing stupid things. But of course, you learned something.

☆° Your health took a turn mid way the training. You experienced some headaches and slight dizzines, but never rapid heart beat and feeling like you're out of breath.

☆° He noticed your heavy breathings and how your body was trembling a bit so he asked that are you okay, but you shrugged it off that it will pass soon.

☆° But oh God how your vision was blurry and your whole body feels like being stabbed with 100 of knifes. And then everything slowed down and emptiness.

☆° You passed out, now laying on the ground. Jay's soul left his body shocked and paniced he rushed to your side. He yelled for the others to help and everyone ran out to check what was wrong.

☆° The others confirmed that you just passed out and you won't die what calmed him a bit, but he was still extramely worried for you.

☆° When you woke up in your bed you had a painful headache, probably from the fall. You opened the door to search for someone to explain what happened, because your last memory was that you felt tired.

☆° On your way to the livingroom you bumped into Jay who was on his way to your bedroom to bring you some ice for you head.

☆° When he saw you he yelled your name with a smile hugging you tightly but attentive with his strenght, after you passed out like 5-10 minutes ago after all.

☆° He let go of you and looked at you angry.

"Now go back to your room! You're still in a bad condition. Don't explain anything I know about your low iron.." *he softens* "Why didn't you tell me about it? Don't worry I will tell you what happened at training just go inside and lay down on the bed so I can take care of you."

Nya

☆° She was amazed that you asked him to train you. She felt proud of you leaving your comfort zone so you can learn how to protect yourself.

☆° You might have expected a light friendly training where you can share your thoughts and updates about your life.

☆° Well, that's really how that happened. She was hard on you and about your training really wanting to teach you something.

☆° It wouldn't be a problem if she wouldn't take it too seriously like your life depends on it, which is a half true.

☆° Your low iron instantly take effect on your body having intense headaches and chest pains during activity.

☆° But here you were and you didn't dare to quit training. 'It's just some headache I can survive that' you thought..

☆° At one of your trainings your chest pain was that bad that it made it hard to breath. You were almost suffocating and something clicked in Nya.

☆° She ran to you making you stop whatever you were doing, turning you to face her. She's eyes widened when you were barely on your feet, your whole body trembling.

☆° How did she never notice she asked herself but before she could even think for an answer you passed out falling in her arms.

☆° She immediatly felt bad to train you that hard and not paying attention to your health.

☆° Now there she was beside your bed taking your hand in hers. Feeling guilty even if that wasn't fully her fault.

☆° When you woke up she immediatly started apologising.

"I'm so sorry that I was that hard on you. I could have been more attentive about what you are capable of. I'm also sorry that I left you alone so many times. And if that's the reason why you wanted me to train you I'm double sorry. Please remind me when I'm harsh on you. You're my friend yoi shouldn't be hurt by me..or because of me."

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This headcanon is mixed like silly, angst, fluffy. I had different moods everytime I wrote them. Maybe that's the reason.

Actually I'm working on a project to introduce my OC. I will yap about her a lot, because her character ended up well-written.

Love y'all<3

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ranhaitanisgf · 10 months ago

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hi! could i request headcanons or oneshot (either is okay) for bonten timeline sanzu haruchiyo with an excitable, extroverted reader? thank you so much, and no worries if not! (+ also your theme still says rqs are closed, but i saw you posted them being open two hrs ago :3)

pay attention to me!!

synopsis: how would bonten haruchiyo act w/ an excited & extroverted s/o?

☆ a/n ˎˊ˗ idk if yall can tell but ive never written for mr haru lawl ... also !! i added a little mini oneshot cause i couldn't help myself :3 thank you so much for requesting !! this was so cute to write !! i hope everyone enjoysss xoxo

☆ characters ˎˊ˗ sanzu (akashi) haurchiyo x g/n!reader

☆ wc ˎˊ˗ 2.7k+

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❥ sanzu thinks you’re annoying at first.

❥ he doesn’t notice at all when you first move into his apartment building; he doesn’t take much care in noticing small things like that if it didn’t relate to bonten. his work and mikey were the only important things to him, so when he hears excited squealing seeping through his walls one day, he thinks that his neighbor has a kid, (which quite frankly annoyed him, but he decided he didn’t care enough to do anything about it).

❥ there was no estimated time as to when he would get home--ranging anywhere from 6pm to 4am--so it takes at least a month or two for him to meet you officially. coincidentally, he had been going out to grab a drink from the convenience store when you were excitedly jumping around outside your door, a delivery package in your hands.

“oh! omg, are you sanzu-san?!” “...hah? who’re you?” “oh my gosh, i’ve been knocking on your door everyday for the past month, but you never seemed to be home! i never got to introduce myself to you! i’m (l/n) (y/n)! i moved in not that long ago, so i wanted to get to know my neighbors!” “‘kay. bye.”

❥ the only thing he wants to do is get away from you; he doesn’t want to be bothered with civilians, much less someone as annoying as you seemed to be. seriously, why were you talking so loud?!

❥ much to his displeasure, you followed him all the way to the convenience store, talking his ear off about the most meaningless things he’s ever heard of in his life, (how does somebody talking about nothing for so long?!) as he purchases his drinks and walks back to the apartment building. it takes everything in him not to snap at you; if he did, he would probably wake up all the neighbors from raising his voice, which wouldn’t be ideal since this was already his fifth apartment in the last six months.

❥ he’s unsure how you possibly couldn’t get a hint that he didn’t want to be bothered, especially after he only said a maximum of ten words to you in the whole thirty minutes you were following him around, (are you really that clueless? is this what loneliness does to people?). it does take him by surprise that you aren’t scared of him though; you’d shown absolutely no sign of apprehension despite the scars around his mouth, which he supposes shows a bit of good character from you. not that he really cares.

❥ he’s more than happy to shut the door on your face when he gets back to his apartment, finally indulging in the peace and quiet of his apartment, (he doesn’t think he’s ever been so happy to hear nothing). right when he’s opening his bottle of sake, he hears squealing through the walls. when you start monologuing about whatever you’d received in the mail, he just decides to quit and go to bed.

❥ sanzu isn’t sure how, but you have somehow made it your routine to follow him places whenever you ran into him. he also isn’t sure why he continuously allows you to tag along with him, but as long as it doesn’t affect his work, he doesn’t really care.

❥ you’re always talking about something; the weather, your coworker’s strange behavior the other day, or the stray cat you saw in the alleyway that ran away. there are times when he tunes out your talking and uses it as white noise, but you never seemed to get upset at the fact that he visibly is zoning out.

❥ after a while, he gets used to your constant presence around him, so much so that he finds it strange to not hear your excited yammering while he’s at work, (although he supposes he wouldn’t want to have that constantly in his ear while he’s doing ‘business’ with someone).

❥ the one thing that gets the attention of the rest of the bonten executives is when he suddenly stops going to the clubs, leaving whatever work he had there for during the day when it was barren. it was such a drastic change in behavior; sure, sanzu was never the type to be obsessed with the scantily dressed girls in the club, but he was known for taking some home every once in a while. at the very least, he was known for getting various types of substances from sketchy dealers who frequently attended. what’s even stranger to everyone is the fact that he slowly starts to engage in less substances, (though he still does every once in a while) which is what rings the alarm bells.

“oi, sanzu.” “what do you want, ran? i’m fuckin’ busy.” “well, it can wait. the fuck’s been up with you lately? you’ve been acting weird as shit.” “so?” “so, what the hell’s been up with you?” “none of your goddamn business, that’s what.” “woahh, easy there, man. seriously, somethin’ bothering you?” “i said it’s nothing, so drop it.”

❥ by the time he realizes what he’s been doing, it’s too late for him. you and your talkative self have wiggled their way into his heart, setting up camp to stay for a while. he had a glimpse of a thought of it when ran was confronting him, but he immediately pushed it out of his mind because how could that possibly be true?

❥ it can’t be true, even if he unwillingly likes to think about it now. he can’t let himself think about it; you were one of the most strange yet innocent and pure people he’s ever met, so how could he willingly taint you with someone like himself? no, he wouldn’t let it happen.

❥ and just like that, everything seems to be back to normal for him. he goes to the club even more than he did before, and the amount of substances he uses seems to increase exponentially by the week. he begins to sleep on the couch in his dingy office instead of going home so that he doesn’t run into you, only going home for the bare essentials every couple days, (and even then, he leaves after just a few minutes).

❥ it’s just his luck that he gets out of his car the moment you turn the corner onto the apartment building’s block, seeing him in plain sight as he freezes for a moment. and then he unfreezes because 1.) why is he of all people scared to run into you? he’s a bonten executive, he’s killed people before, so why was his heart beating so fast right now? and 2.) he needs to get away from there. right now.

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“hey!! not so fast, haruchiyo!!” you shout, your steps hastening as you try to catch up with him. sanzu can hear your steps behind him, but his long legs give him the advantage as he quickly ducks into the apartment building, smashing the elevator button and tapping his foot as it decides to be as slow as it possibly can be.

he lets out a ‘tsk!’ sound when he notices you enter the building, promptly looking away from you and looking cooly at the blinker indicating what level the elevator was on, (can this thing move faster?!).

“stop ignoring me!! where have you been?!” you questioned, your voice a mix of worry and anger. “i’ve been knocking on your door everyday with no response!! i know you don’t particularly like me, but you’re the only person who doesn’t walk away from me, so could you at least give me a reason that you suddenly started avoiding me?!”

“...’m not avoiding you.” sanzu doesn’t know what to do right now; he’s never seen you angry like this before. typically, he would care less about the feelings of some random person like you, but for some reason the hurt in your voice makes him unusually unsure of himself.

you scoffed at his lame excuse, rolling your eyes.

“look! you’re trying to avoid me right now with elevator! seriously, can you just tell me what i did? i won’t do it again, i swear! just stop avoiding me!”

“fuck, it’s not you!” sanzu suddenly said, his voice strained. “i’m just busy, okay?! you’re better off being friends with someone else.”

“but you’re already my friend!! why don’t you want to keep talking to me??” sanzu ignored your words, his gaze staring straight ahead at the doors of the elevator, his stare so intense that you could almost think he was trying to open it telepathically. “hey!! can you just answer the damn question already, haruchiyo?!”

“why do you need to know so fuckin’ badly?! i just said i’m busy!!”

“because! i like you!” you yelled, your eyes seeming to get a bit watery. “and i know you don’t like me and that’s fine but i just want to be able to talk to you and see you sometimes, but now you’re always gone and i don’t know when you’re going to come back and it scares me! i just-”

sanzu cut off your words, promptly stepping in front of you and slipping his hand behind your head, slamming his lips into yours. he’s not even sure himself why he did something stupid like this, especially when the whole reason he was avoiding you was because of his own flaws, but he couldn’t help himself when he heard you being so cute and worried over him, (seriously, how was he supposed to resist something like that?).

it obviously took you off guard at first, but sanzu made sure you quickly realized what was going on, his mouth desperately pressing against yours. his kiss was rough but passionate, his lips moving quickly against yours as he pulled you closer to him, his other hand sliding around you to rest on the small of your back, (he’s doing it purely out of instinct; he hasn’t really thought about how he had been avoiding you for this very reason).

a small ding! from the elevator grabs your attention, making you push him off of you as someone comes out from the elevator, glancing at the two of you a bit suspiciously before walking out of the building, leaving both of you in silence.

“uh…wanna go to the convenience store for snacks…?”

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❥ it took a little bit for sanzu to open up to you about anything even a little bit, but once he did, you were able to figure him out pretty quickly, especially when he’d finally decided to be truthful about his actual profession, (bro does not work an office 9-5). due to all of this, it’s easy to tell that sanzu has a lot of issues, but it wasn’t something that you weren’t willing to work through with him!

❥ the two of you are the definition of black cat and golden retriever! you are always excited about everything and are taking him to all the cool and trendy places on dates while he is more quiet, keeping close to your side and watching everything with a careful eye, (especially people he defines as creeps, i.e. people who look at you for more than 0.2 seconds).

❥ date wise, he is usually following your lead. he doesn’t have the slightest clue about what you think it romantic, so it will usually be you planning outings for the two of you. a lot of times he will complain about being tired and not wanting to go out, but don’t worry, he’s completely lying; he just thinks it’s cute when you whine and pull his arm asking him to come out with you.

❥ despite the fact that he is not the most romantic guy, he does a lot of romantic things without realizing. he enjoys sending you your favorite flowers when you’re at work or staying at home while he’s at work, sending cute little notes along with them, (well, you think they are pretty cute).

i think you like these ones. -h be ready by seven. wear something you feel good in. -h sorry i didn’t buy milk. there’s frozen waffles in the freezer. -h

❥ sanzu does a lot of those little things for you too; opening doors for you, pulling chairs out for you, taking things out of your hands when you’re carrying a lot, etc. it doesn’t seem like he’s the type to do things like this, but it’s because he isn’t the type to do it. he only does it for you, and he himself doesn’t even know why he does these things, (he’s head over heels in love with you, but in no universe will he ever actually admit that).

❥ the most protective over you, and a little possessive too. he doesn’t control everything that you do, but he likes to have a clear-cut plan of everything you do on a normal day so that his mind is put at ease, (also so he can known when something is wrong). he won’t tell you this, but he has someone assigned to keeping an eye on your as you go about your day because he’s extremely paranoid that somebody from an opposing gang will try and come after you. he would prefer if he could by your side himself, but it’s the next best option, (he still sends frequent texts and calls you throughout the day to make sure everything is well).

❥ the possessive part of him comes out more when he thinks people are hitting on you, (they really are just being nice; he’s just a little bit crazy…he loves you though!!). he doesn’t hesitate to slide his long arms all around you, letting you continue talking while he makes a deadly eye contact with the person, his face twisted in mild disgust as if he were looking down at a cockroach, (he’s mastered this expression somehow). he knows that you enjoy talking with people so he won’t keep you from doing so, but in the process he will make sure that everybody knows you’re his.

❥ sanzu’s not the most affectionate person there is, but he is affectionate when he wants to be. there are times when he’ll come home and not say a word, just wrapping his arms around your waist and burying his head in the crook of your neck, mumbling something about having a terrible day. really, he just becomes a big baby when he’s like that, laying his lanky limbs all over you and claiming that he’s ‘recharging’.

❥ it’s hard to label sanzu as an extrovert/introvert, since it can really depend on what mood he’s in and the situation. he’s more of an introvert in public settings with other people, (he doesn’t know how to interact nicely with people he doesn’t know) but when he’s with a majority of people he knows, he turns into more of an extrovert which matches with your energy quite nicely.

❥ unintentionally, there comes a time when you accidentally get to meet the rest of his coworkers. it happened when they were dropping him back off at home after a night at the club and you’d had to come get him from the car because of how inebriated he was.

“woah, you’re (y/n), huh?” “oh, yes! it’s nice to meet you! you all must work with haru, right? please continue to take good care of him! would you like to come inside for a snack or some water?” “...dude, what the fuck.” “how the hell did he bag someone like that?!”

❥ safe to say, they are all extremely shocked, (they never would have thought that someone like sanzu would be dating someone as sweet and talkative as you). the next day when he gets into work, he’s immediately hounded with all types of questions surrounding you and how the two of you started to date.

“holy shit, is that why you were acting crazy a few months ago?!” “i wasn’t acting fuckin’ crazy?!” “sanzu, you’re the craziest person here, and you started acting normal!! that was crazy!!”

❥ after that, he makes sure that his associates never get to see you again, (“hey, bring your pretty lil thing around sometime!”, “i would rather kill you right now.”).

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devildomditzy · 2 years ago

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Finally, some peace and quiet after such a chaotic day! You practically leap out of your RAD uniform and into some pajamas as the night begins to fall, crashing face first onto your plush bed. It’s warm, with the fuzzy comforter the twins gifted you, and soft, with the various stuffed creatures given to you by the brothers and angels alike. You snuggle in further, allowing the dark tendrils of sleep creep in, beginning to drift off after such a long-

*thunk*

After such a long, agonizing da-

*thunk*

A-After such a long, agoni-

*thunk*

Ignore it and it will go away-

*thunk*

Nope, you’re not moving from this spo-

*thunk*

Ugh.

You knew you shouldn’t have shown him that cheesy romcom from your home realm.

Sighing, you stand up slowly, wiping the sleep from your eyes and making your way over to the room’s large ornate window. Honestly, you should have known he was up to something when he wasn’t attached to your hip on the way home.

Pulling back the curtains, you see Mammon, small stone in hand winding up to take another pot shot at your window. Upon realizing you’ve finally stirred, his face elates, letting the rock in his hand fall to the ground as his eyes shine with anticipation. He’s almost like a puppy, excited to grab your attention.

You pick up the large golden hook from its resting place and lift up, allowing the window panes to be pushed open and outwardly towards the source of your annoyance.

“Yo!”, he smiles widely, self assured that his plan was working.

“What are you doing?”, you question back, wanting to get to the point of this charade and get back to your pillowy slumber.

“What’s it look like I’m doin’! I’m bein’ romantic!”

You snort at his comment. Seems like he’s not gonna beat around the bush this time.

“Uh huh, so you decided to throw rocks at my window…for romance?”

“Nah, that part ‘s just to get yer attention! Now c’mon, we’re sneakin out!”

You give him a quick once over then look back down to yourself, already in your night clothes and ready to pass, quiet frankly, the fuck out.

“You expect me to sneak out looking like this?”

“Course not! But how was I supposed to know you were goin’ to bed already like some loser!”

You feign a hurt expression, bringing a hand up to your chest, “So you’re trying to convince me to sneak out with you by calling me a loser? Well, so much for romance!”, you say, turning up your nose and beginning to close the window back.

“Oi! Hey! No! Don’t ya dare close that window on me!”

“Oh yeah? Or what? You gonna come throw rocks at my door instead? Prrrretty sure Lucifer would loooove that!”

“Argh- Alright! I’m sorry for callin ya a loser, ‘kay? Now would ya please get ready to go? Car’s runnin’ an’ our reservation’s at si-”

He seems to kick himself mentally for letting that last part slip.

“Oh? Reservations you say? Maybe you do know how to be romantic after all~”, you tease as his face gradually turns redder.

“That part…was ‘ppose to be a surprise”, he sighs, cursing himself under his breathe.

You giggle at his flustered state. He could be so cute without realizing it, and the fact that he had put so much effort into this surprise had your heart reeling enough to shake off the rest of your drowsiness.

“Alright, I’m coming. Just, gimme a few minutes to get changed?”, you smile softly at his nervous mannerisms as he runs his hand through his hair for the umpteenth time.

“Make it quick, or I’m leavin’ without ya!”, he bites back with a smirk, confidence seeming to return to him.

You can’t hold back the laugh that comes out at that statement. “Oh please, we both know you wouldn’t dare.”

“An’ we both know you wouldn’t have any fun without me!”

You give a lighthearted scoff and turn back to shut the window.

“O-Oi, what’d ya doin?”, he questions, worry beginning to settle on his face.

“Well you can’t watch me get changed pervert!”, you laugh as the comment makes his stuttering worse.

He quickly glances away from you, finding himself unable to maintain eye contact any longer.

“M-meet me round back in five, got it?!”, he calls out to you before sprinting out of view, presumably to where he’d backed his car out to. “Ya damn nuisance!”

Time spent with Mammon may not be the most relaxing, usually involving you running from Lucifer, or Casino security, or both, but you wouldn’t trade it for the world.

#kit’s playhouse #obey me #mammon #obey me shall we date #om #omswd #obey me mammon #obey me headcannons #obey me mc #mammon headcannons #mammon x y/n #mammon x mc #mammon x reader #obey me x reader #obey me x mc #obey me drabbles

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luuvprincess · 2 months ago

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Deacon Kay 🏌🏽‍♀️(1)

Summary: Desiree and David first time meeting each other

Warning: 10 years age gap

Desiree Harrelson

"Thank you so much for all the help today Desiree you don't understand how much I appreciate you being here." My sister in law says to me as I walked into the kitchen with my niece's birthday cake.

"Nichelle you know I will do anything for my god daughter." I said placing it in the refrigerator.

"Well look who it is." Hondo says as he and Vivian join us in the kitchen. I turned and gasped when I seen my niece in her little tutu dress.

"Oh my goodness you look so beautiful baby." I said reaching out the take my niece. But Hondo took a few steps back. "Daniel if you don't hand my niece over today is not about you." I said and Vivian started blabbing.

"Your defending her?" Daniel said as he pointed at me.

"Yea you tell him tee-tee's baby." I said as she got louder making him hand her right over.

"You win princess you win But let this be the only time I allow you to speak to me like that." He said. I laughed and kissed Vivi's cheek.

"Did you tell everyone the right time Daniel?" Nichelle asked as she looked at the time.

"Baby girl everyone will be here I promise just relax." He said as he kissed her forehead.

"Oh sorry I should have been paying attention." I said as I just walked into someone. I looked up seeing this muscular man.

"No your fine I should have been paying I was glued to my phone." He says. "Sorry where are my manners I'm David but everyone calls me Deacon." He says sticking his hand.

"Desiree Harrelson. Everyone calls me Des." I tell him as we shake hands.

"Your one of Hondo's sister." He said.

"Yes the youngest one." I said.

"Well its nice to finally meet you have met the rest of team yet?" He asked.

"No Hondo has not introduced me yet." I said.

"Well how about I do the honors." He says.

"Sure I would really appreciate that." I said smiling. We walked back outside to the backyard walking over to the team.

"Everyone this Desiree Hondo's sister." Deacon says.

“Hi guys I’m Desiree it’s finally nice to Hondo’s other family he talks about y’all a lot.” I tell them I as I go in for a hug with all them.

"What's going on over here?" Hondo asked with Vivi in his arms. She immediately got excited when she seen me.

"Hi tee-tee's baby. You having fun birthday girl?" I asked taking her. She smiled spitting bubbles. "Deacon here was just doing your job something you were supposed to do Sargent Harrelson." I said.

"So you meet the team?" He asked.

"Yes thanks to Sargent Kay." I said making everyone laugh.

"My pleasure." Deacon said.

"So Desiree what's your occupation?" Chris asked.

"I am realestate agent I am my own ceo nobody's bossing me around." I tell them. We were all just sitting around in a circle talking getting to know each other until it was time to sing happy birthday and open some gifts.

Hiii this my first deacon Kay story so please be nice. But anyways I just wanted to introduce myself and let know I don't do requests but I never don't mind something you would like to see hopefully that sounds right bc I don't really know how to explain what I mean but anyways and I never change the characters name of face bc that's just way to much thinking ontop of thinking about what your writing about and how you wanna write the story plus I thought it be cute for Interracial couple.

I hope y’all enjoyed 😭

#deacon kay x reader #swat cbs #david kay x reader #s.w.a.t.#chris alonso #jim street #victor tan #interracial couple #deacon kay

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oneirataxiahiraeth · 6 months ago

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The Price of Hatred ||pt.3

Pairings : fem!reader x heretic!kaiparker

Warnings : Swearing, Mentions of death, long as hell, mentions of violence, smut, degradation, praise kink, choking, oral, witchcraft,

Word Count : 6.3k

A/N :

Hiii i’m back! Writers block is literally insane i’ve been away for soooo long! I’m gonna be releasing a few more stories soon so if you guys wanna see anything specific let me know!

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Your eyes scanned the room as you walked through the front door. It felt like everyone was here, all waiting anxiously for something good to happen. The book cases, furniture, floors, and railings were all lined with candles waiting to be used for the spell that hadn't begun yet.

Elena lay lifeless on the floor in the middle of the living room. Her was plump pink lips now a haunting shade of purple and blue. She had bags under her eyes like you'd never seen before. She looked like death, maybe worse than even. Damon was sat on the ground next to her, finger combing through her long brown hairs as the world around him remained dormant.

"Sorry it took so long, traffic was horrible on the way over." You excused yourself quietly, not caring to remember that it was early hours within the day. Practically no one was on the streets at this time, but no one had cared to remember or question you.

Caroline stood in the corner with Bonnie, helping her mix some awful smelling concoction that even you could smell from across the room. Bonnie turned towards your voice, eyes lightening as she saw you and Kai. She almost looked excited... or desperate... you couldn't tell which was more accurate.

"Hey, we were just waiting for you guys to get started. Bonnie hummed. Caroline stood behind her, eyes kind of glum and nervous. Her arms were crossed in that way and her lips pursed to form a straight line. Her eyebrows were furrowed in a way that said she didn't agree with anything going on but didn't want to say a word. It worried you, Caroline was never one to hold her tongue. In fact, it was near impossible. "We found the right spell to bring Elena back... but it's going to take a lot more energy than we had originally thought." Bonnie looked between both you and Kai.

"Oh the day has finally come!" Kai light up.

His smiled felt like salt in this still fresh wound. He sucked in a deep breath of air as your eyes narrowed at him for the sudden outburst. He breathed out as if he had just tasted the sweetest oxygen he were to ever know.

"What do you want." Damon spoke up from the ground. His eyes hadn't looked away from Elena's fragile figure, but he was paying attention. "We know you're going to want something so tell us how so we can work something out." Damon huffed.

Damon sounded defeated. He has little to lose if this meant Elena coming back. Kai smiled widely recognizing his power in this situation. He turned to looked at you and your mean glare, daring him to take advantage of the situation.

"Nothing." His eyes locked in with yours. "I'll help you guys out, simply from the kindness in my heart." He placed a hand on his chest to drive his point home.

"Did you have a stroke or something?" Bonnie asked, confused at the sight. Had had never done a kind thing in his life. At least not for free.

"Nope." He hummed, looking to Bonnie. "But i do have a point to prove."

You and Bonnie exchanged confused glances before she nods and turning to grab her grimoire from the table. She held it out for kai to receive with a heavy sigh. The pages had the instructions, and ingredients for everything she needed to complete the spell. Kai flipped excitedly through the pages, as if this was his big break. He was finally getting to show you how good of a person he was and you wouldn't even be able to deny it.

"whoa whoa whoa" Kai spoke up after about 5 minutes of silently reading through everything he needed to. His look of excitement suddenly fell and now it was more of a concerned tension. "You have everything you need to complete this spell?"

"yes." Bonnie replied confidently. Caroline tensed at the declaration, but you ignored it.

"Even the human life you're planning on binding to hers?" Kai scoffed.

Your eyebrows furrowed as you watching Caroline take her bottom lip in between her teeth. Bonnie sucked in a breath, crossing her own arms before slowly nodding her head in your direction. Your eyebrows raised at the inclination of you being the life to be bonded to Elena. You didn't even know what that meant. Caroline looked defeated, and Damon continued to watch over Elena with distractions.

"You're joking right?" Kai asked, glancing to Caroline who couldn't even pretend to look okay with the revelation.

"I'm order for the spell to work we need to connect her to someone." Bonnie responded.

"So you chose to sacrifice Y/N?" Kai scoffed in disbelief.

"It's not a sacrifice. No one is dying." Bonnie shook her head. "However it is extremely risky."

"Risky? Connecting a human life to a vampire is like painting a big red target on their back." Kai huffed. "Not to mention that this is an extremely taxing spell, and they'd have to survive it first."

There was no response that Bonnie could give. You would first have to survive the spell, then everything else life gave to you in order to survive . Telling by most of everyone else's silences this was a plan already spoken about before you arrived. Caroline looked as if this was eating her up inside, and Damon wouldn't even look away from Elena. Much to everyone's surprise Kai was the only one brave enough to speak against the idea.

"We can't risk some random person being. connected to Elena." Bonnie tried to reason. Her eyes fell to you waiting for any sort of reaction.

She was right. Connecting Elena to a random person posed a challenges that you couldn't risks. Illnesses, violent crimes, and accidents, all determined whether Elena lived or died. At least with you it'd be like daily protection. Nobody would let anything happen to you. You lived a perfectly healthy lifestyle and nobody was ever after you. It was a good idea in theory.

"Just... don't make it hurt." You sighed, shrugging off your jacket. Kai turned his head to you fairly quickly with a look as if you had just betrayed him in the worst way.

"No." He stated sternly.

"This is the stupidest solution to this predicament." He scoffed at you. "There's no telling what this will do to you. We could get the spell all wrong, and you could die. The weight of the spell might be too much for you and you could die. You-"

"Or we successfully link her and Elena together-" Bonnie interjected Kai's rants.

"And we still managed to fuck up and kill them both."

Even with all the risk, you couldn't even imagine trusting anyone else to take on this role. Elena's life was on the line. This had to be you.

Damon stood from beside Elena, turning to face the rest of you. He walked over between the 3 of you, putting a cheerful gleam on his face. It looked forced, and almost frightening before he sucked in a sharp breath.

"I have the perfect solution for all of our issues." He announced. All of you watched him curiously as he looked around for a second before locking eyes with you. "Don't die." He slapped a hand on your shoulder. "And don't kill them." He placed his other hand on Kai's shoulder. "Risk evaded."

"Don't be stupid, Y/N. There's thousands of people in this town, we could easily find one-"

"And risk an innocent person dying because you were too scared to do the damn spell?" You scoffed.

"I've met the people in this town and none of them are exactly innocent." Kai grumbled.

"This. This is what I mean. You don't think about anyone else when it doesn't benefit you! You're selfish, and impulsive, and you can't see anything past your huge fucking ego. We have the witches, the life to link, and the spell we need to cast. This is my best friend and i'm not entrusting some random person off the street with her life." You spat out. Kai tensed at your tone and the cruel nature of your words. Bonnie and Caroline shared a concern look at your outburst but both decided it was best not to say anything in the moment.

"Why do you even care whose life we link?" Damon sighed towards Kai.

"I don't." Kai's face went cold. He shrugged, tearing his eyes away from yours before walking over to his spot in the ritual. "Just making sure you all thought this through. I don't need you blaming me when this goes south." He sounded annoyed, and detached. You rolled your eyes, dropping your jacket to the floor.

You felt bad seeing the way his eyes softened at the insults. His face hardened but something about the way he looked at you, it was easy to tell his feelings were hurt. He knew that you were going to help your friend regardless of what that meant, and he knew that everyone else knew too. It was like they were backing you in a corner and only he was truly fighting for you.

Once everyone had settled, and fully come to terms with the agreement, everything began. Bonnie had your drink from a silver chalice, a herbal concoction swimming in a mix of your blood and Elena's. It took your entire body strength not to wretch it back up, but you managed it down with a chaser of water Caroline provided.

You, Bonnie, and Kai held hands over Elena's lifeless body. There was an array of candles surrounding all of you with flames flickering as the energy rose in the room. Kai seemed nervous as the spell began, eyes closed but his thumb running circles over your knuckles. It was a small gesture but one that sent tingles through your body.

Once the spell began Caroline and Damon watched nervously. Caroline picking at her nails as Kai and Bonnie chanted in unison, Damons eyes trained on Elena's body, making sure to note any movements or changes to make sure the spell was going smoothly. Kai looked concentrated, voice stern and words being spoken so clearly that there was no mistakes on his end. He was completely zoned in which made you feel a bit more at ease with all the thoughts racing through your mind.

Your body felt like it was buzzing with energy, heavy, and overwhelmed. Your skin felt electric, and your mind was clear. The candles lit up around you burning so high the flames came up to your knees. There was a heat igniting in your veins and you felt the sweat beading along your exposed skin from the flames. The chanting from Bonnie and Kai echoed throughout your mind which now felt empty. You felt like sitting down but you couldn't even move your body. As the watched Caroline noticed a ditzy expression on your face. Your eyebrows furrowed as your head swayed back and forth. Your lips in a deep pouted, stained red and dry from the blood.

"are okay?" Caroline asked quietly, moving to stand closer behind you. Her concern was evident and caught Damons attention. His eyebrows furrowed, but he remained silent.

"She should start feeling some discomfort right around now. She'll be okay... but it's not going to feel good." Bonnie spoke, interrupting her chant to clear worry.

Damon continued to watch carefully, unimpressed with how much you seemed to be affected. He could see the consciousness fading from yours as you stood, leaning back as if the only thing holding you up were Kai and Bonnie. Your face was hauntingly pale, and just as lifeless as Elena's.

Your mouth opened to speak but no words could form. Your eyes began to water and you tried to speak but nothing but a nasty gurgling sound escaped. Damon took a step forward his nerves getting the best of him as you looked mere seconds away from fainting as tears began to stream down your face. Water began to ejected from your mouth in a steady flow, dribbling down your chin and wetting your clothes. The sound of your gasping and water hitting the floor caused to Kai to open his eyes. He didn't falter in the spell, just stood unaware of what to do. He watched in horror as you coughed up the water.

"Is this supposed to happen?" Damon asked his tough demeanor now fading away.

Soon the water began to feel thick. Warmer... more suffocating. Soon the tears in your eyes were turning red, and your coughs began to sound more like muffled screams as what appeared to be blood spattered along the floor. Even for Damon this seemed a bit grim. Kai stopped his chanting and left the magic doing to Bonnie as he dropped her hand. the balance of magic all shifted to Bonnie who seemed too invested to stop. Her nose began to drip its own red, but she couldn't stop.

"Stop the spell." Kai's voice was deep, and stern. His eyes went to Bonnie who had here eyes shut tightly focusing on concluding the spell even if she had to do it on her own.

"Bonnie!" Caroline spoke out, desperation bleeding in her tone.

Kai watched unsure of what he could do. Clearly Bonnie was determined to finish this spell with or without him. Even if he did managed to convince Bonnie to stop, there's no telling on if the blood expelling from your body would stop. There was a still chance of you not making it through this spell, but time was not on either of your sides. The only way he could break the hold Bonnie had on you without hurting her, and hopefully stopping all effects the spell had on you would to be take you very far away. Far enough away to where Bonnie's magic couldn't reach you.

"Bonnie you're killing her!" Kai shouted, but it didn't seem to get her attention.

"Dammit, Bonnie." Damon groaned, looking around to see what he could do to stop the spell. He couldn't figure something out like he thought he would so he began blowing out candles which automatically reignited by themselves.

Kai took in a deep breath, before looking to Damon with a cautious look in his eyes. Almost as if apologetic for what he was about to do. Kai swept you up, your body flopping over her shoulder, getting your blood all over his backside before taking off.

By the time you woke up Kai was long gone. Elena sat in wait, nervously, awaiting for your arrival. It was light outside, and Bonnie was sprawled out next to you her breathing light as she rested with you. Once Elena saw the fluttering of your eyelids she smiled. Her hands rushed to yours, carefully observing you to make sure you were solid before helpfully you sit up without waking Bonnie.

"Good-morning." She smiled brightly. "I was starting to get worried." You stared in disbelief for a second before leaning forwards, wrapping both arms around the brunette.

"So happy you're okay." You huffed out as Elena began to squeeze you back.

"All thanks to you."

"So this means the spell worked?!" You pulled away as Elena hummed in confirmation. "We're really linked together now?"

"We are going to really be Best Friends for Life... we have no choice now." she giggled and you smiled, looking around the familiar room.

"How long was it out?"

"3 days." Your eyes widened.

"It's feels like i was out for like 30 minutes."

"Trust me i know. For me i was only taking a quick nap but apparently i was out for over a week?" She responded and you sighed. "But we're both okay, and that's what matters."

"Have you been here the whole time?"

"Yeah, Me and Bonnie kept shifts for when you woke up." She nodded. "Kai has been coming in every morning so he should be here in a bit." She spoke with a light smirk on her face.

"Why is he coming?" You felt your skin getting hot at his mention.

"To check up on you..." Elena spoke softly. "He did save your life after all."

"Kai?"

"mhm"

"Malachi?"

"yes."

"Parker?"

"yup." Elena laughed. "He's been... dare i say... worried?"

"Worried?"

"You must of had quite the effect on him while i was gone." She joked, but your face remained serious.

"oh."

"Yeah, i should text him and tell him you're awake-"

"w-what? why would you do that?" You stammered.

"Just to give him a heads up." Elena shrugged. "That's okay right?" She asked and you swallowed the air bubble in your throat. "I mean he's been so helpful these past few days." she justified.

"oh yeah, right." you nodded trying not to seem too suspicious. "actually-" You used your hand to block her from typing on her phone. She glanced at you curiously as you thought of an excuse. "maybe i should text him. might be better coming from the source, you know?" You covered.

"Of course." Elena hummed. "no other reason?" she questioned and you shook your head quickly.

She was staring at you in that way she did when you both knew you were hiding something. You were never good at lying to Elena. You always joked that she was just another half of you the gods put here to keep you on track.

When Kai began showing up and spending hours watching you, go make sure you were still breathing she could tell something was up. He wouldn't say a word, just complain that he saved your life and he deserved a thank you with your first real breath when you woke up. He'd kiss the top of your head before he left when he thought no one was looking. Elena never said a word in efforts to not spoil the moment, but it was clear what was going through his mind.

"So you two aren't..?" Elena crossed her fingers watching you squirm.

"definitely not."

"So you never ..?" Her eyes widened as if you knew what she meant.

"uhhh no... we never-"

"oh you so have!" Her eyes widened at the confirmation. You gasped, turning to see if bonnie had been awake and slightly relaxing to her still unbothered in slumber.

"It was only once!" Elena narrowed her eyes. "Okay twice, but it meant nothing. It was just high stress times and that's all. And now that everything's over, and you're back, it's not going to happen again." You assured but Elena just rolled her eyes.

"You don't have to explain anything to me. I mean... i get it. He's hot." She laughed.

"You can NOT tell anyone."

"I won't! But..."

"Elena!" you whined.

"I just think you should maybe go over to check on him!" She spoke in a defensive tone. "He's been over here everyday worried sick. You should at least tell him yourself that you're okay."

"I think a text should be fine."

"Come on, don't be like that. He saved your life. It's the least you could do." She gave you an expecting look before smiling as your shoulders fell in defeat.

By the time you arrived to Kai's apartment it felt like you had been driving for years. You're body felt heavy and your heart was pounding out of your chest.

You couldn't believe you allowed Elena to talk you into coming here. This was the last place you wanted to be. You thought that after Elena was back, you could go right back to ignoring the heretic and all that he was. Instead, you have to thank him for saving your life, and possibly entertain the idea of finishing a whole different conversation that was cut short the other night.

"Ye-"Kai opened the door after your solid 3 knocks. He had on black and white plaid pajama pants with no shirt. His apartment was dark inside and smelled of sandalwood and lavender. "You're awake." he spoke sternly at the sight of you.

"Can I come in?" You asked, watching as he slow blinked before moving to the side, allowing you access to the dark of his living room. There were streams of line peaking out from the blinds, but telling by the state of him and the shadows it was clear he had just rolled out of bed.

You turned to face the heretic who just stood quietly waiting for an explanation. Your eyes grazed over his uncovered upper half, mouth salivating at the sight with intrusive memories flooding your mind. You only came over to offer your gratitude and you dominated in doing that but something about him just seemed so intriguing.

"Elena said you saved my life." You spoke up, breaking the awkward silence.

"I do remember doing something like that, yes." He nodded, looking into the ceiling as if having a back flash about the memory.

"She also said that you came to see me everyday." you hummed and he shrugged.

"That is also true. I saved your life, i was just making sure i was the first person you thanked when you woke up." He huffed.

"Really?" you blinked.

"Yup. So... get to it." he motioned with his fingers for you to hurry it along.

"I- uhm... Thank You. For saving my life. I owe you one."

"You owe me one?" He laughed. "I saved your life and you 'owe me one'?"

"What was i supposed to say?" You scoffed.

"I don't know, how about, 'gee Kai, i sure was wrong about you! You are one decent guy'!" He mimicked your voice. "You know you surround yourself with people who have equally as heinous things as i've done in my past but for some reason i'm the only one you give grief to." He ranted. "What makes me so different than Damon? Or Stefan? Or caroline? or-"

"Okay, okay, I got it!" Your eyes rolled.

"How can i prove that i'm not that person anymore?" He continued even at your annoyance.

"I can't even think about you without having flashbacks of what we've done. I can't think about that without thinking about how wrong it was. How much it's going to hurt Bonnie when she finds out that i'm sleeping with the person she hates most in the world. I want to trust you, and give you that chance kai but i can't do it with a clear conscious."

"Who said you have to?" Your eyebrows furrowed but his face remained the same.

"We can't. I can't."

"For fucks sake, Y/N, just be honest with yourself for one moment. You're not guilty about what we did. Or we wouldn't have done it twice. You're guilty because you enjoyed it. You think about it often, and it makes you feel good." he huffed, sick of the excuses. "You hate that i've changed, and if you gave me that chance then you wouldn't be able to make me the bad guy in your story again."

"Even if you were remotely right," you full noticed how to gap was slowly closing between the two of you. "It still couldn't happen again."

"Then leave." Kai stated, taking you back by his bluntness. "The door is right there." He nodded towards his front door, but making sure to continue closing in on you.

"I'm sorry." Your voice was meek.

"Once you leave we can drop this and pretend like we never happened. Just like you want." He stated, staring you down as if prey to a predator.

"like i want..." you mimicked, clearly a bit out of it as you focusing on the distance closing.

"Kiss for the road?"

You stood watching his hands reach for your body. One hand attached to your waist and the other on your neck, making sure he could hold you close enough. You resist for a second, placing a hand on his chest in a feeble attempt to keep him away, but gave up soon as he pressed your lips together.

The kiss was softer than the ones you two shared before. It was softer... more enticing... almost like he was begging you not to go in the most intimate form he could pursue. Your fingers resting on his chest, feeling the speeding heartbeat beneath his shirt. You couldn't tell how long your lips were together, but the second he pulled away you felt a nagging force to keeping going. Your eyes were trained on his lips, unable to think about much else other than the very thing you swore would never happen again.

It felt pathetic how badly you needed him. If you left now, it really would never happen again. If you continue to fight this you'd be longing for something you couldn't have and the thought drove you mad.

"I might be a total fucking hypocrite." You sighed to yourself, Kai smiled, taking it as a sign.

"Everyone is a hypocrite, don't beat yourself up about it." he hummed, taking them hymn of your shirt and pulling it above your head, tossing the fabric somewhere in the darkness. His hands went to the back of your thighs, swiftly sweeping up to straddle him as he carried you back to his bed room.

The scent of him was strong you couldn't think about much else but him. He laid you back on his bed carefully, falling to his knees in front of you, pulling off your jeans without a word. There was a silence lingering in the air that neither you felt the need to break. His hands spread your legs apart, lips connected carefully with your panties covering the immediate wetness that contracted the second the two of you kissed.

You sucked in a harsh breath, body on edge as Kai kissed around everywhere except exactly where you needed him. He used a finger to hook your panties to the side, allowing his lips to explore the flesh that awaited him. You hummed softly, eyes closed, allowing yourself to feels everything in the moment with no distractions. The only sounds in the air were you soft whines, and kai's ever so delicate kisses to your folds that seemed to be driving you crazy. He relished in your sultry noises and took his time, teasing and punishing for every moment he had to go without you in his bed.

His lips wrapping around your clit so slightly, sucking just to feel your thighs clench around his face. Your juices beginning to coat the lower half of his face, back arching off the bed as you let out the most sinful noises you could manage.

"Kai please" you cried out, not caring about the volume of your pleas.

Kai moaned, sending vibrations straight through you. He pulled away for only a second, yanking your panties down your legs, discarding them across the room. Kai sucked in a deep breath of you as his tongue connected once more with your clit drawing tiny circles as he felt your thighs tightening around his head as you allowed your orgasm to wash over you.

Kai watched as your chest heaved, back falling onto the bed allowing you to recuperate. He began kissing the delicate skin all the way up your torso. His tongue gliding over your nipples, your fingers getting lost in his hair as he took his time sucking you in. His teeth grazed over your skin leaving warm patches wherever he could to turn into bruises for you to find the next morning.

"Still hate me?" Kai hummed against your skin.

"You're such a dick." You smiled, pulling his face up to you, pressing a kiss to his lips, feeling his body weight relax over you. His body rested in between your legs, and you made sure to keep him closer as you wrapped your legs around him.

The kiss was harsh and passionate, different than every time before. Both of you hungry, needing to feel way closer than ever before. Your moans were whiny and desperate, your whole body aching for as much attention that he could give to you. Your hands shaking as you slipped the past the band of his pajamas pants. You cracked a smile finding that he wasn't wearing any. Your fingers wrapped around his length, slowly stroking his hardening length, almost whining at how big he felt even when he wasn't even all the way there.

"Gonna be a good girl and pull me out?" Kai mumbled against your lips.

You slowly moving his waistband down, pulling out his length, feeling his pressed against your folds. All you could think about was how warm he felt against your skin. His lips were pressing deeply into yours, rutted his hips against yours folds covering himself in your juices as you're hands traveled along his torso, studying every curve and indent along his skin.

His teeth hooked on to your bottom lip as your jaw fell open. He entered slowly, feeling your walls clamping down around him tighter than your u had before. He held himself up on one elbow as the other hands kept your leg pressed into his side. He pressed deep into you until he felt himself bottoming out in you. You felt every inch of him as your breathing synced up with his.

This time felt different than all the other times. You felt guilty because you enjoyed him so much before, but the thought of this being wrong wasn't even on your mind. His pace wasn't as brutal as before but you still felt amazing. His hips moving slowly pushing into you at a decent pace.

"God kai" you moaned, so desperately aching for another release you felt as though you were actually going to lose your mind. His cock dragging along your walls making it difficult to focus on much else.

His teeth scraped against your skin trying his best to leave a plethora of different marks for the world to see once he was done with you.

"Feel so tight, y/n." Kai moaned, letting go of your leg just to wrapped his fingers around your neck. You moaned bringing your hand to hold your leg, opening yourself up and allowing him to reach a deep depth of your insides. "such a good girl"

"Please" Your nails digging into your own skin "Harder" You pleaded.

It didn't take long for Kai to obliged. His fingers tighter around your neck, slamming his hips harder into yours than he had been. He sped up his thrusting, his hot panting breaths landing on your skin as your whines grew louder the closer to your orgasm you got.

"fuck kai" you cried out, feeling him slam against that spongy spot in your core over and over again.

Your eyelids fluttered as the sensations took over. You could barely register any of the nonsense you were babbling about as your hips began to buck back into his. Your back arching off the bed, your hand dropping your leg to move down to your clit circling furiously as your orgasm slowly rippling through you.

Kai's hips stuttered as he felt your walls convulsing around him. He watching as the wetness in your eyes forms into a single tear, dripping down the side of your face as you cried his name out in pleasure. He felt your cum coat his cock as he slowed his movements down.

"You're so pretty." He groaned, making sure to leave a trail of kisses along your jaws line.

"mm you're so pretty" You moaned, your mind still on the way his cock felt buried in you.

"Guess I taught you proper manners after all." He grinned, slowly removing himself from you causing a soft whine at the loss of contact.

"shut up." you smiled softly.

"there she is." He hummed. "and you were doing so good." He tutted, shaking his head. "I don't even get a thank you." You let out a soft 'hmph' watching brought himself up, stabilizing himself on both knees. His cock was still hard, standing on its own, with a bright red tip, glistening for your finish.

"You didn't..." you frowned slightly.

"Not yet... i'm not done with you." He hummed, placing his hand around your neck once again, squeezing tightly as he yanked you up. The movement practically made you cum again as he brought your face to his. "You know you're not done yet right?" He asked innocently and you nodded eyes wide and ready to please. "To think if you weren't so stubborn we could've been like this way sooner." He slowly shook his head. "I mean we're perfect for each other, don't you think?" You moaned as his hand squeezed tighter around your neck beginning to challenge your air way. "Speak."

"Yes" Your voice was desperate.

"Don't you think if I wasn't so persistent for you we wouldn't be here right now?" He tilted his head as if there was no wrong answer.

"K-kai-"

"Don't you think i deserve a Thank You at the very least?"

"Y-yes. Thank You." He brought his lips down to yours, connecting ever so softly for just a moment.

"Again."

"Thank you."

"Thank you for making me cum kai." He spoke in an octave higher, mocking your horned out state.

"Thank you for making me cum, Kai" You repeated, making him smile.

"Thank You for fucking me stupid, Kai."

"T-thank you for fucking me stupid." You felt your pussy beginning tingling as he continued rot ain't you, making you thank him for everything he did to you.

"Wanna show me how grateful you really are, princess?" He asked and you nodding the best you could with his hand still tightly wrapped around your flesh. "I still need to cum, pretty girl. Gonna help me out?"

He let go of your neck allowing you gaze to sift down to his cock, precum oozing from his tip. Your mouth began to water as you looked back up to him.

"Come on, baby." He placed his hand on the back of your head, slowly guiding you down until you were face to face with his cock.

The way his hands were placed on your head let you know you weren't going to be doing much besides acting as a vessel for his release. You were fine with that. How had a hand under your chin, and one on the top of your head. You used you still shaky hands to bring the tip to your lips.

The bitter saltiness of his precum dripping from him made him look even more appetizing.

"are you ready, princess?" He asked, his breaths deeper than before as your tongue teased the slit of his cock.

"Yes sir."

Your lips parted, allowing his hips to push himself into you slowly. You moaned on his cock sending sensitive vibrations through him making him shudder at the feel. He moved his hips slowly back and forth, reveling in the way his cock dragged along your tongue.

"Fuck y/n" He hung his head back as he continued.

His pace sped up as he chased down the orgasm that was just in his finger tips. Hour continuously felt his tip colliding with the back of your throat. Your eyes were tearing up as the lewd wet squelching sounds filled the space. His pants and groans as he used you mercilessly caused slicked your core all over again.

"Shit" He pulled out suddenly, one of his hands going to stroke himself as he slowly slipping off the edge "Where do you want it angel?" He moaned, You breathing was heavy as you slapped his hand away, putting your mouth back on his length, head moving quickly answering his question without words.

Your cheeks hollowed as you took him as far as you could allow yourself. Whatever you couldn't fit in your mouth you used your hands for. Soon his hips were jerking into your mouth, body tensing as he spilled his seed onto your tongue.

“God you’re so perfect.” He huffed, breathing heavily as he brought his hand back down to your throat pulling you back up to eleven with him.

You opened your mouth slightly, hanging out your tongue to show how you discarded of the warmth he provided. The smirk on his face grew, before bringing your lips together in another soft kiss.

“Let me take you on a date.” Kai spoke, listening to your labored breathing.

You were silent looking into his eyes. There wasn’t an ounce of humor in his tone. He was being serious. You were used to his jokes and sarcasm but his seriousness was something new to you.

“I just… i need time, Kai.”

“Well i don’t. I don’t want to take it slow, or warm everyone else up to the idea. We know what they’re going to say.”

“So you know it’s not that easy”

“Why’d you come here then?” His hand dropped for your throat.

“what?”

“You could’ve called, or waited for the next time that you saw me… but you came to me. Why?” You’re mouth opened to speak but there were no words to say. “You came here because you wanted to. You know what you want Y/N, so just accept it.” The look in his eyes almost felt

like he was pleading with you.

“I…”

“Y/N… please.”

You watched as a tear fell from his eye. You waited in shock, staring at the Heretic who clearly was putting all his card on the table. Naked and afraid of rejection. He felt like a kid again begging for the people he cared about lost to accept him for who he is.

“Yes…” You could barely hear your own voice. His eyebrows furrowed, leaning closer to you slightly to make sure he heard correctly.

“Y-yes?”

“I’ll go in a date with you…”

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SE Spirit Albarn x Reader 🍋 - Love By The Hour

Kinktober 2024 - VI

Prostitution + Fully Clothed

Summary: You aren't making enough as a hostess at Chupa Cabra's so you decide to give your favorite customer a discreet treat in exchange for an extra hefty tip.

Warnings: Prostitution, protected sex, sub!Spirit, soft dom!Reader, fem!Reader, slight angst, soft sex, mentions of Kami/Maka, super fluffy ending, fully clothed, riding, intoxication

You sighed, leaning further on the bar. "Has it been this slow all day?" You complain to the bartender. He nodded in response, wiping down the countr. "Any reservations?" He shook his head. "Can I get my shift drink?"

"What do you want?" He sighed, rolling his eyes. You grinned, leaning over.

"You're the sweetest! Can I get..." You thought for a moment. "Sangria?" To your delight, he turned around and went to work. Beside you, Blair slid onto the barstool to your left.

"It's been so dead today..." She whined, leaning on your arm. "But at least I've gotten a few clients, you've been here for how long?"

"Three hours," You groaned. "And not a single one."

"Well," She smiled up at you. "You can have the next one, 'kay?"

You softened, taking your drink from the bartender. "Thanks, girl, you're the best."

"Besides, you never know. Your luck could change." She giggled, ear flicking as a mischevious grin cracked across her face. "Maka told me she got into another fight with her dad. You know what that means..."

"Death Scythe! Of course!" You laughed, the idea sparking your enthusiasm. "He always spends loads of money when he comes in!"

"And he always comes in after a fight with Maka." Blair adds with a giggle.

"What time is it?" You asked rhetorically, glancing at the wall clock. "Four thirty, school just let out. He's probably on his way right now!"

As if on cue, the doorbell chimed, signaling the entrance of a customer, interrupting the victorious fit of giggles you and your coworker were sharing. "Death Scythe!" You both cheered, hopping down from the barstool to greet him.

You couldn't help but notice how downtrodden he looked. It must have been a nasty spat, you realized, beginning to feel a bit bad for what you were about to do. "Hey, girls," He smiled softly, a stark contrast from the lovesick expression he usually wore.

"How's little Maka doing?" Blair asked, clinging to him affectionately. You frowned at her familiarity with him. He was your client, not hers. You quickly shook off the envy, hugging close to his arm, laying on the charm thick. But he hardly noticed.

"I was actually hoping to ask you the same thing." He confessed sheepishly, tucking a strand of rusty hair behind his ear. "She uh... won't talk to me."

You finally got the hint. He wasn't here to drown his sorrows in alcohol and attention for once. He simply wanted to talk to Blair since she lives with his daughter. Bitterly, you retracted yourself, sitting back down at the bar, pouting.

You idly listened to their chatter when suddenly, your colleague piped up with an idea. "Oh, I got it!" She chirped, looking over at you with a wink over her shoulder. "I'll go home and talk to Maka and see if she'll talk to me about it, then I can tell you how to make her feel better!" She suggested cheerily. "In the meantime, you can stay here and destress from such a hard day! That way, when you talk to Maka, you're all relaxed!"

He appeared to be considering it, replenishing your hope as you spied on the pair. Suddenly, sky-colored eyes flickered over to yours as he caught you staring. Your face flushed and you quickly shifted your gaze to your glass as you stirred the crimson liquid in it. "And my friend (Y/N) here is so excited to sit with you!" Blair beamed, leaning close to whisper in his ear. "Between you and me, I think she has a bit of a crush on you!"

With that, the deal was sealed and you didn't miss the tinge of pink on his cheeks. You quickly pulled him over to your cubical, taking his drink order. You made sure to catch Blair on her way out to thank her for being such a great friend when you went back to the bar.

When you brought his beer back, you couldn't help but notice how depressed he still looked, though he quickly hid his melancholy when you set the glass down in front of him, stepping over his legs to sit beside him. "Somethin' on your mind, Mr. Sycthe?" You cooed, laying your head on his shoulder.

He chuckled a bit at the name, sighing as he nervously fiddled with the end of his tie. You'd never seen a side of him that was timid, so you worried a bit that he didn't like you, and might request a different hostess. "You uh-" He swallowed dryly, peering up at you with a sheepish smile. "You don't have to call me Death Scythe, that's just my title at work." You blinked up at him. You knew at some level that, surely, he wasn't born with that name, but the fact that he had another one never actually crossed your mind. Blair had never called him by anything else, and you are relatively new to this club, so this was the first time you were serving him one on one.

"What would you prefer I call you?" You ask sweetly into his ear.

"Spirit," He answered with a small smile. "Spirit Albarn, that's my name."

"I love that name..." You soothed, tangling your fingers in his hair. "Spirit..." You repeated, and unbeknownst to you, it melted his insides the way his name sounded coming from your painted lips. "Well, Spirit, penny for your thoughts?"

He sighed, shivering a bight as you played with his flowy locks. "It's uh... my ex wife." He admitted with an exhausted sigh. "My daughter's birthday is next month and she was supposed to visit her but..."

"But...?" You pressed, leaning forward and grabbing his glass for him.

"She called me this morning and told me there's no way she'll make it. Too busy, she says." His words tugged at your heartstrings a bit.

"Maka's your daughter, right?" You ask, sympathetically. He hummed approvingly. "Well... I don't know anything about her or you or your ex but... from what Blair's told me, she's a wonderful little girl." You offered softly, nuzzling into his shoulder. "And if your ex's been absent for a while, then that means the person she is now is a product of your influence..."

Spirit's head hung low and his breathing hitched a few times, making you panic a bit. Your job was to make him feel better, not worse! "I-I'm sorry, I never have been the best at consoling people..." You stammer nervously. Suddenly, you froze when his hand dropped on your knee, soft and warm.

"No, no, you're so sweet, don't think that." He flashed you a sad smile and blinked away a few tears. "It's me, I'm just a mess."

"No, you're not..." You sighed, beginning to lose hope of making any money off him. But a part of you didn't mind, despite your rent recently increasing and being in dire need of the income. You could recognize when a human needed a human. "Nobody's perfect but, you love her, don't you?"

"More than anything," He answered in a somber laugh.

"And you take care of her? Keep her fed and housed, keep her as happy as she'll let you? You're there when she needs you?" You ask with a bit more fire than you meant to.

"Always," He confirmed again.

"Then that's all you can do." You smile reassuringly. "Teenage girls can be so complicated, she might have to decide for herself to come around but... I know she will with a father as amazing as you."

If he wasn't falling for you already, he definitely was now. Sweet, doting, passionate, not to mention gorgeous- how could he possibly resist? "Do you have kids?" He asked before he could stop himself.

You softened, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "No, but if I had a husband like you and a daughter like Maka, I'd never want for anything else." That wasn't entirely true. You were well aware of why he was in hot water, and you didn't blame his ex at all for filing for divorce. But business was business, and that was what he needed to hear at the time.

Finally, you had him wrapped around your finger, back to his silly, lovesick self, which relieved you a bit. Not only were you assured he liked you enough to stick with you as his hostess, but now you could clean him out without feeling guilty. Suddenly, a devious idea struck your mind. "Spirit, you're not a buy guy, you're just lonely, arent you?"

"Yeah..." He muttered, pulling you close, burying his face into your neck as the half a glass of beer he'd already had began to loosen him up.

"I don't usually offer this to my clients but..." You coo, petting his hair softly. "Blair was right, I do have a little crush on you..."

"What is it?" He asked and you smirked, knowing you had him on the hook. "Anything, I'll pay whatevcer."

"How would you like to..." You cup your hand around his ear, whispering conspiritorily as if sharing a secret.

"H-Here?!" He whisper-yelled back, obviously flustered, even more so when you simply smirked and nodded, pressing your finger to his lips.

"But we have to be discreet, we'll get in trouble if we're caught..." You teasingly batted your lashes. "Just tip me extra well, m'kay? So...?"

"Y-Yes!"

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"A-Are...you sure about this?" His breath fell out of his lips, heavy against the shell of your ear as you shifted in his lap, hiking up the skirt of your cocktail dress.

"You got cold feet?" You giggled as he rolled a condom onto his hard-on, hissing at the sensation of stroking it through the rubber.

"N-No," He murmured meekly, resting his hands on either side of him. "I want it so bad, it's been so long."

You softened a bit at his candidness, pulling your panties to the side, reaching between your legs to guide him in. You could feel him tense when you playfully rubbed his covered tip over your slick core before alligning him and sitting on hit fully.

"Oh shit..." He sighed against the back of your neck, forehead resting against your back. "So tight 'n warm..."

His pleased whispers made your stomach stir as you adjusted to him. He filled you perfectly, which you hadn't expected. "Mmm... baby, you feel so good..." You breathed, rolling your hips languidly in a way that made his heart skip a beat. You could feel his hands immediately grip your hips, stilling you.

"F-Fuck, not like that-" He begged, breath ragged in your hair. "I-I'll cum so fast, you don't even know..."

"That's the point, isn't it?" You giggled, prying his hands from your hips and guiding them upwards to your breasts. He gladly took the bait, groaning into your shoulder blade, pressing kisses to the bare skin there as he groped you needily. Despite his protests, you continued to lazily grind your hips into his not even allowing your thighs to leave his with how shallow you were going.

You'd never seen a man so deprived that he'd go so wild for anything less than a bounce, but here he was, coming undone beneath you with just the slightest friction. You couldn't wrap your head around it. But to him, there was a very specific reason.

You began to grow concerned when you felt his tears wet your spine. He was still slowly thrusting up into you, matching your subdued pace, so what could be the matter? "You okay back there?" You asked in a breathy whimper as his tip pressed into your cervix.

"Y-You feel just like my wife..." He sobbed lightly into your hair, brain fogged by alcohol, sorrow, and lust. His words made your blood run cold, especially when you noticed the lack of the prefix 'ex'.

"Oh, baby..." You softened, wondering if you should stop, but his insistent humping convinced you not to. You felt a bit cheap, being a stand-in for who he really wanted, but then again, you were using him for money, so you couldn't complain.

"F-Fucked her just like this that night..." He rasped, abandoning the distraction of playing with your breasts in favor of fully hugging you from behind, squeezing tightly. "T-The night she got pregnant."

That's when you finally understood. He was reenacting how his daughter was conceived- but with you instead of her mother. A part of you felt increadibly special to be the one to help him relive what must hae been such a wonderful moment, but another part of you felt uncomfortable for how emotionally invested he was in you, over a cash grab no less.

"P-Please cum for me, baby..." He begged, swallowing hard as he rocked into you with such care. "P-Please, I'll do anything..."

Without hesitation, you reached between your legs, digging your fingers into your tightly closed legs, rubbing tight, unsatisfactory circles on your clit. To your surprise, his feet separated your ankles, forcing them apart to give you more space. You dropped your head back against his shoulder, fingers moving more insistently as he took over thrusting into you solely.

With this arrangement, you both were doomed to finishing fast, your cubical full of heavy breaths and the sound of shifting fabric. "C'mon, please, please..." He pled, eyes squeezed shut, only opening them to let them roll back into his head.

"A-Ahh... Spirit, just like that..." There was his name again, sang so sweetly from the lips of an angel, he was certain.

"S-Say it again, say my name, please..." He begged, voice cracking with need. "Oh, fuck, I'm so close..."

"C-Cum with me, Spirit, please..." You wept so sweetly, beginning to climb to the summit.

As if on command, he finally gripped your hips, fucking into you with sloppy, shallow strokes, drunk on how his name dripped from your lips, coated in praise. You could feel his seed spurt into the condom, warming it against your gummy walls as you constricted him, finally capturing your own high. "S-Spirit, a-ahh! Y-Yes, cum with me, oh fuck..."

After catching your breath, you lifted off him, unceremoniously readjusting your soaked panties and shimmying your dress back down while he carefully slid the condom off, making sure not to spill its contents. He tucked himself back into his slacks, smiling lazily up at you as he rested for a moment, preparing to head out. You tossed the rubber in a small trashcan nearby, reminding yourself to throw out the back before anyone could find it later.

"Thank you..." He sighed, standing up and stepping over to you, affectionately stroking his thumb over your blushed cheek. "How much do I owe you?"

"It's on the house," You sighed, knowing the decision could mean being late on your rent, but you were happy you could help soothe a man down on his luck.

"You're too sweet." He cooed, pressing a kiss to your other cheek. "Think I... could take you out sometime?"

"Sure," You replied with a playful smirk, not taking his offer seriously. He simply smiled peacefully and made his way up to the register to pay out.

Later that evening, after you'd cleaned your cubical, ensuring the evidence of your misdeeds was in the dumpster, you went to collect your tips for the day. Imagine your surprise when you were tipped out an amount that easily rivaled your weekly wage.

"I don't know what you did to that guy," Your manager laughed, handing you the cash from the drawer. "But I've never seen him spend that much. Must really like ya."

"M-Maybe," You smiled nervously, taking the money and hiding it in your purse, silently reminding yourself to call Spirit the next day. He just paid your rent, he deserved a date, at least.

-----

"Honey, did you stop by the store?" You called from the kitchen, removing your wedding room and setting it on the window sill to wash the dishes.

"You know it, pretty mama." Spirit flirted, grocery bag in hand as he hugged you from behind, pinning you to the sink. You rolled your eyes at his antics, breaking away to check the roast in the oven.

"Now you behave. " You warned, taking the bag from him. "Maka and Soul will be over any minute and-" As if to punctuate your statement, the doorbell rang and he waltzed over to answer it. Immediately, Spirit began fawning over his daughter as she stepped through the door, rolling her eyes at his attention.

You couldn't help but melt at the sight, feeling your heart swell at the little family you'd procured. In five short years, you'd gone from working as an entertainer in a scummy club, struggling to keep your head above water, to being the pampered housewife of one of the strongest demon weapons of the present day. You suddenly had a beautiful, intelligent, fiery daughter who adored you as much as she did her biological mother and a very sweet soon-to-be son-in-law who treated her like royalty.

A single tear slipped down your cheek, prompting the father-daughter duo to stop bickering, to check on you. Even Soul glanced up at you from the couch where he'd planted himself immediately after entering, concern written in his crimson eyes. However, what really choked you up was when Maka stepped closer, her big green eyes shining with worry as she asked an unnecessary question. You couldn't wait to reassure her that you were just fine.

"You okay, momma?"

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