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Hello Jackie! Itās race week! Are you excited? Because I sure am! F1 and F2 but no F3 š„ Iām sorry to hear about your anxiety, I hope things get better for you soon š I am starting my last year of school (before university) this week and I feel excited, nostalgic, thankful and sad all at the same time haha. Actually canāt wait to graduate but also loathe the thought of not seeing my friends anymore. Mixed feelingsā¦
I read about you possibly taking a break from university, Iām sorry to hear that. Can I ask why? Is it because you donāt find it fun anymore or? Hope you donāt worry about it too much, Iām sure everything will work out fine in the end. š Whatās the work you mentioned doing? Do you work a lot while also studying? Sorry if thereās too many questions, donāt feel forced to answer them all if itās sensitive! I hope youāre having a good day, sending you love and hugs š¤
- š§”
hello sweets! itās race week!!!!! very much needed for me because these last few days/weeks have beenā¦. not the best personally š the only thing thatās good about having no F3 is not having to get up at 8 in the morning on a sunday to watch the feature lmao!
i totally get what youāre saying about school, itās easy to feel all the feelings at onceā¦ i hope you get to enjoy your last year as much as possible š do you have any plans for what you want to do after school? are you going to uni orrrr?
donāt worry about asking too many questions love! honestly i missed out on a class in the spring due to some things, but i need to pass that class to start my next year of uniā¦ plus iāve been thinking a lot about if this program really is the right thing for me. my teachers havenāt been very supportive or sports journalism, which is the thing iām sure i want to do, so that sucks. the hardest thing is going to be telling my parents about it allā¦ they have no idea šµ and also figure out what i want to do with my life hahah. i do a few different types of small jobs, mostly sports jobs of different kinds. my maybe main thing is that iām the head coach for a team of 14-year-old girls !! š¤ it may not sound like a big thing and i donāt get paid a lot for it, but in september i will be spending almost 200 hours on the girls so it takes a lot of time š
but itās sooo much fun, i love the girls !!!
youāre so right for saying that theyāre one of the top couples on the grid š„ŗ honestly theyāre the top couple on any grid, in any groupā¦ just in the entire world? š„°š„°
#idk how this got so long š«£#love hearing from you darling!! hope youāre having a lovely week<33#so so excited for this weekenddddd i cant wait#even though i wonāt be able to watch live on Saturday :(#asks!#anon!#š§”!#orange heart anon!
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#idk how exactly the plot is gonna go yet but thereās major angst#idk if itās gonna go fluff to angst or angst to fluff or fluff to angst to fluff#or angst to fluff to angst djdndjd#yeah maybe the last one tbh?#so choose your pick !! :D#cuz i just got this rlly good idea and i wanna start writing it#i just need to know who for#and i feel like i shouldnāt always write for jake š#his mlist is getting too long while the other membersā are starting to look a little bare š„²#but i mean donāt let that stop you from voting jake tho š«£#em speaks#enhypen imagines#enhypen fluff#enhypen angst#enhypen x reader#enhypen reactions#enhypen scenarios#heeseung x reader#jay x reader#jake x reader#sunghoon x reader#sunoo x reader#jungwon x reader#niki x reader
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ILLICIT AFFAIRS PART 2
PAIRINGS: lando norris x gf!reader / tom blyth x fem!reader
TYPE: social media au
WARNING: // cheating implied
part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - part 4 - part 5
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yourusername: the film is out! ā¤ļø
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user: seeing it tonight!!!
user: yaāll see that kiss or??? š
oscarpiastri: do i still get those free tickets? š¤
ā³ yourusername: of course!
ā³ landonorris: and me?
ā³ oscarpiastri: youāre rich, shut up
user: wonder how @landonorris felt seeing his girlfriend kissing another guy like that
user: watched the movie last night and OMG
user: yn, do you prefer buzz cut or long hair on coriolanus?
ā³ yourusername: buzz cut all the way!!!!!
ā³ user: mother knows whatās up š
user: LOVED the movie!!
tomblyth: youāre truly phenomenal! ā¤ļø
ā³ yourusername: right back at you, my love ā¤ļø
ā³ user: STFU NSPAKSNDBFD
ā³ user: @landonorris WHERE U AT, BRO???
user: āloveā šššš
ā³ user: not just āloveā but āMY loveā like?? šš
user: watching it tomorrow, cannot wait!
user: her bf is stronger than me bc i wouldāve been crying
user: DID YAāLL SEE THE KISS SCENE??? š«£š«£š«£
ā³ user: i was like š®āšØ
ā³ user: he kissed her like she was air š« like the air he needs
user: the way tomās looking at her in that third slide š©š©
user: you both killed it, omg!!
ā³ user: pov coryo took that personal š¤Ŗ
user: SNOW LANDS ON TOP, MF!
ā³ user: on top of me, yes!
landonorris: you killed it, pretty girl ā¤ļø
ā³ yourusername: š
user: the difference between her responds to tom vs lando
ā³ user: sheās over here calling tom āmy loveā while lando just gets some bs of emoji, i CANNOT š
user: lando be fighting for his girlās affection, i swear
user: yn with tom š©š„°š„°ā¤ļøšššššš„µš„µšš„°
ā³ user: vs yn with lando ššššššš
ā³ user: i feel like sheās definitely in love with tom
ā³ user: heās also in love with her, its so obvious
user: tom NEEDED that kiss in order to breathe, i swear
ā³ user: dude he kissed her with so much hunger and desperation had me giggling the whole time
ā³ user: convinced that was just tom and yn
user: HAPPY RELEASE DAY YAāLL!!! ā¤ļøā¤ļøš
user: you and tom were truly phenomenal as snow and lucy
ā³ yourusername: ā¤ļøā¤ļø
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landonorris: fun times with MY girl! š
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user: he really said, āmy girlā
user: is she attending next race??
user: he saw all the yntom shippers so he had to shut them up real quick, honestly as he should!
user: PARENTS ARE BETTER THAN EVER ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø
user: what about tom? šš @yourusername
ā³ user: girl, bffr
user: idc iām still shipping yn and tom
user: lando said, āeveryone can sit tf down bc sheās my girlā
yourusername: love yaa š
ā³ landonorris: i love you too ā¤ļø
ā³ user: yntom shippers how we feeling??? šš
user: idk why but her comments/replies to lando seem so dry??? like before sheād say the cutest shit ever and now itās like she just comments bc she has no other choice
ā³ user: seems like sheās falling out of love to me
user: @tomblyth GET YOUR GIRL, DONT GIVE UP
user: everyone who is constantly shipping yn and tom need to move on!! sheās literally happy in her relationship with lando
user: are they officially back together??
user: @tomblyth
user: @tomblyth
user: sheās soo beautiful!!! šš
user: lando really said, āif sheās anybodyās girl sheās MINEā
user: ynlando nation rise!!!!!
user: i know sheās clearly happy with lando but her and tom are honestly just the cutest
user: @ everyone who still ships tom and yn
user: not āmyā but āMYā š
user: he got tired of ppl shipping his girl with someone else
user: mate, youāre stronger than bc the way yn talks about tom is just INSANE! sheās in love with him .. open your eyes
carlossainz55: š¤©š¤©
user: the emphasis on the āmyā š¤š¤
oscarpiastri: this is cute or whatever
ā³ user: my fav boy
user: wait!! does that mean we will be seeing yn in the paddock again???
ā³ user: i hope so!!! š©š©
user: idk about you all but i feel like her smile/face glows more whenever sheās with tom ā¦ā¦.
ā³ user: definitely, i agree!
ā³ user: thatās bc tomās her āØdaylightāØ
ā³ user: shUT uP OMG OMG, YESSS
ā³ user: i foUnd my people
user: i missed her, omg ā¤ļøā¤ļøššš
user: will she be at the next race???
user: i feel like if sheās in love with tom, she should dump him
ā³ user: thatās harsh, damn šš
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yourusername: a small bts photo dump:) š
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user: hunterās soo gorggg ššš
user: āa small btsā but itās just tom
ā³ user: itās her excuse to post tom š¤£
user: the 6th photo was so unnecessary napaksns
hunterschafer: ššššā¤ļø
user: wovey š„ŗ
user: ynās down bad for tom, huh???
user: the chemistry they have on and off the screen is just unbelievably insane, omgg
user: 6th SLIDE??? HELLO??!!? MAāAM??!!?
user: I SHIP I SHIP I SHIP I SHIP
user: lando šššššš
user: her and tom are DEFINITELY more than just friends and yaāll CANNOT convince me otherwise
ā³ yourusername: weāre just friends
ā³ user: yeah and iām jlawās daughter, but good try babe
tomblyth: my favorite girl!! ā¤ļø
ā³ user: SIR???
ā³ user: bitCh what???!? š³
ā³ user: your what????
user: not him calling her his girl, BYE šššš
user: THIS LANDO MF BLIND ASF OMG š iTs cLEAR THAT THEREāS MORE TO THIS WHOLE āfriendshipā BS
user: tHe 6th slide napaldndnfnc
user: not her posting the lake scene
user: wAit- are they about to kiss in the 6th slide??? bc i donāt remember no kiss in that scene
user: everyone is freaking over the 6th slide but the last one??? HELLO????? the hand on the chin?? š©š©š©š©
ā³ user: i thoUght i was the only one laswowhrbd
user: wovey, my love ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø
joshandresrivera: love you, loser ā¤ļø
user: their chemistry bro š®āšØš®āšØš®āšØ
user: its the way heās looking at her in the last pic
user: tom and yn took their ārelationshipā to the next level
user: patiently waiting for landoās comment
ā³ user: i donāt think he knows what to comment š
user: she looks so much happier with tom, i swear
user: yn, be honest, are you in love with tom??!?
user: nah i feel bad for lando, bro šššš
ā³ user: bro is clueless
user: lando losing on and off the track
ā³ user: ššššš
user: i genuinely want to know what type of relationship her and tom have cause???? itās def more than friendly
user: @landonorris
user: i feel like sheās cheating on lando š¬
ā³ user: 100%
user: they werenāt acting in the movie š they were just being themselves, i swear
user: lando is one of the strongest soldiers i know!!!
user: i feel so bad for lando šššš
ā³ user: he deserves better (me)
user: if you donāt want lando, iāll happily take him
user: genuine question are they dating?? tom and yn, that is??
ā³ user: no, but they might as well be dating atp
user: yaāll gotta understand that a male and female can be close friends without having to be involved in a romantic way
ā³ user: PREACH!
ā³ user: thereās a thing called cheating, yk????
ā³ user: with the way these two act thereās definitely more going on than just a friendly relationship
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yourusername: NUMBER ONE?!!?!!?????!!!!!??
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user: gagged the hater with this one!!
user: your singing had me captivated
thehungergames: ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø
user: CORIOLANUS >>
user: you were amazing
user: proud of you!!!
tomblyth: you did that!! š¤©
ā³ yourusername: no, babe, WE did that!! šš¼
ā³ user: ābabeā šššš
ā³ user: maāam just say yall together atp
user: well deserved
user: singing was phenomenal, omggg
user: thatās what happens when snow lands on top!! š¤©
š pinned
user: number one in the world and in my heart ā¤ļø
user: you and tom were absolutely phenomenal
ā³ yourusername: šššš
landonorris: you deserve it!! ā¤ļø
ā³ yourusername: ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø
user: lucy gray is stronger than me bc personally i wouldāve sat down with coriolanus and talked it out
ā³ user: no bc same!!!! š© like i can fix him
ā³ user: i wouldāve ran away with him, idc
ā³ yourusername: babes, are we just forgetting that heās the reason finnickās dead???? or the fact that heās crazy???
user: SNOW LANDS ON WHAT EVERYONE??!!?
user: proud of you, my love!!! ā¤ļøā¤ļø
user: not her holding a grudge against snow for killing finnick sheās so real for that LMAOOOO
ā³ tomblyth: š©š©š©
user: the real question is did snow ever love lucy gray??
ā³ yourusername: i like to believe so, yes! but he definitely loved power more:(
ā³ tomblyth: lies š (i agree)
ā³ user: please šš heās so unintentionally funny
user: you guys all deserve it, each one of you was amazing!!
user: my snowbaird heart ā¤ļøā¤ļø
user: best movie this year, i donāt make the rules
songbirdsandsnakes: thanks to our favorite coriolanus snow and lucy gray!!!! š¤©š¤©š¤©š¤©
user: the movie was amazing, well done!!
user: I NEED MORE OF SNOW AND LUCY GRAY š©š©
ā³ user: i think we all do!!!
user: well deserved, pretty girl!!!!
carlossainz55: proud of you, yn! ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø
ā³ yourusername: ā¤ļø thank you, carlos
ā³ user: missing this duo š„ŗ
user: ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø
user: you and tom smashed it
ā³ user: they took the āsmashingā part too serious š«¢
ā³ user: you did not š
user: my lucy gray š¤©
user: I NEED A PIC WITH THIS CAST AND THE OGāS
ā³ user: yn met jennifer, i believe .. but same!!! š©š©
user: your singing was phenomenal, babe!!!
user: whyād you leave snow at the end??? šššš
ā³ yourusername: cause heās crazy??????
ā³ user: he just wanted to talk tho????!!? š© all you had to do was sit and talk with him and apologize to him????
ā³ yourusername: so he can kill me after????
ā³ user: he would do NO such thing
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tomblyth: itās crazy to think tbosas is currently number one at the moment! this was such an unforgettable experience and iām grateful i got to experience it with @yourusername ā¤ļø
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user: I CANT, OMG
user: THE FIRST POST ššš
user: lando being in the likes??? š
yourusername: wouldnāt have wanted it any other way
yourusername: ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø
songbirdandsnakes: snowbaird lives with you both ā¤ļø
user: you both deserve it!!!
user: you killed it, mate! ā¤ļø
user: they were both phenomenal, i cannot
user: both were incredible leads
user: itās hard to tell if theyāre just affectionate with each other or thereās simply more
user: if they arenāt dating, i NEED them to date šš
user: theyāre in love and nobody can convince me otherwise
ā³ user: itās so obvious
user: amazing leads!!!! š¤©š¤©š¤©
user: not lando liking šš
user: SNOW LANDS ON TOP
user: you were amazing as snow! šš¼
user: does lucy gray haunt your dreams, be honest
ā³ tomblyth: always
user: phenomenal actor
user: lucy gray or lucy gray??
ā³ tomblyth: mhm .. none, i think i prefer lucy gray
ā³ user: AS YOU SHOULD!
user: MY CORIOLANUS SNOW!! ā¤ļøā¤ļø you were AMAZING
user: yaāll cannot tell me snow didnāt love lucy bc he did
ā³ user: he did love her in his own twisted way but he loved power more:((
user: i watched the move like 4 times already
user: if evil why so hot??
user: you and yn were phenomenal as snow and lucy gray
ā³ tomblyth: ā¤ļø appreciate it, mate
user: whyād you betray my boy sejanus like that? šš
user: LANDO IN THE LIKES š
ā³ user: hes crying in a corner after seeing the first pic
user: they messed with our feelings š©š©
ā³ user: noo frr cause tell me why i was rooting for them knowing damn well how it would all end up š
user: i NEED them together
user: they look so good together š©
user: you can definitely tell they love each other and not just as āfriendsā
user: well deserved!!! ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø
user: in my world snowbaird ended up together and are living happily ever after
ā³ user: same!!!
ā³ user: snowbaird and yntom
user: i know sheās dating someone but they look so good together, itās like they are meant to be
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pt3??
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summary you grew up super close to the sargeant family, so by nature, you and logan are practically siblings. this leads to you attending his races and meeting some of his friends. like oscar piastri... (smau)
pairing oscar piastri x american!vlogger!fem!reader
a/n loosely based off one of my dr's (i hope it doesn't come off as rushed š«£)
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yourusername oh how i love being home. miami vlog coming soooonš (logie -> p4š«¶š») -> tagged: f1, logansargeant, alex_albon, williamsracing, f1mia, lilymhe
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logansargeant stop calling me logie. -> yourusername stop being named logan.
user1 i love their friendship -> user2 they grew up together right??? -> user1 yes, their moms are best friends since high school i think
user4 yn are you going to college? -> yourusername i'm taking online courses in journalism for right now š
lilymhe still upset we didn't get any good pics togetherš -> yourusername tell me about itš
alex_albon your mum is so sweet, i see where you get it from -> logansargeant don't let them fool you, yn tried drowning me last summer. -> yourusername you called my dog ugly.
user5 miami is so pretty
oscarpiastri posted!
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oscarpiastri miami miami miami #P6 -> tagged: f1mia, mclaren
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user1 who are you hugging there oscarš -> user2 could be a fan or one of his sisters -> user3 were his sister there??? -> user2 idk maybe??
logansargeant merica -> oscarpiastri šŗšøš¦
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landonorris you did goodš«” -> oscarpiastri thanks mate! you too
user4 that looks like the top yn was wearing š«£ -> user5 who's yn? -> user6 she's a travel vlogger and logans childhood best friend she's been to the last couple races so far this season -> user7 it wouldn't really be weird if it was yn, she's probably known oscar just as long as logan
f1mia we love to see the papaya š§”
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yourusername barcelona treated me well... logan on the other hand... -> tagged: circuitdebcncat, logansargeant, f1, oscarpiastri
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oscarpiastri i made it to the photo-dumpš -> yourusername when are you gonna make it to podium?? -> user1 FOUL
logansargeant do you like hurting my feelings? -> yourusername you ate all my chips. -> landonorris you mean crisps?? -> yourusername no brits allowed.
user2 yn woke up and chose VIOLENCE -> lilymhe she's grumpy...
user3 so we're gonna ignore the last pic or.... -> user4 i was thinking the same cause whoooo toookkkk itttt
oscarpiastri just posted!
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oscarpiastri happy birthday to my girl -> tagged: yourusername
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yourusername thank you my loveš§” -> oscarpiastri š«¶š»š§”
logansargeant i didn't think you were announcing today- -> oscarpiastri it's her birthday, i had to.
user1 I KNEW IT
landonorris what's up with you and americans mate? (you guys are cute) -> oscarpiastri look at her. -> user2 'look at her' SOBBING -> yourusername yeah sameš„¹
user3 this is the best thing i've seen all day.
user4 we're all stupid.
user5 the paddock is gonna be interesting, who is she gonna be there for??š -> oscarpiastri she'll be in papaya -> logansargeant over my dead body.
user6 how did no one see this š
yourusername just posted!
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yourusername SURPRISE! my boy got podium!!!!! i'm so proud of you!!!!! (best b-day everš„²) #81 #P3 -> tagged: oscarpiastri, mclaren
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oscarpiastri i love you -> yourusername i love you more
logansargeant not celebrating my p4š -> yourusername get podium then we'll talk :)
user1 i love them so much alreadyšššš
user2 watching him run right to made my heart explodeš
user3 such a good race omg
landonorris yeehawš¤ -> yourusername what did i say about brits. -> landonorris you let alex on here -> yourusername his gf is my bsf. -> landonorris YOUR BF IS MY BSF?!?! -> yourusername shhh
user4 lando and yn šš
lilymhe you guys are so cute stoppp -> yourusername ily š«¶š»
mclaren our favorite couple ;)
taglist: @formulola @sinofwriting @hs-is-loml @enhacolor @mrosales16
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it made us restless āāāāāā my god, this reminds me of when we were young.
lewis hamilton is seen reconnecting with an old lover.
ā pairing : lewis hamilton x reader ā tags : reader is female, and her faceclaim is established. reader is a singer. not proofread, possibly shitty. ā notes : this is my 200 followers special!! a different sports!! i haven't done a 100 followers special because i'm technically supposed to write for a football athlete that is not from real madrid, but i haven't decided who i wanna do for that so... you get this first :3 also i tried doing something different with the header!!! title and description is from 'when we were young' by adele ā”Ā masterlist.
FACECLAIM š¤āą¹ą£ ā yura yunita ( instagram )
DISCLAIMER š¤āą¹ą£ ā š i am not affiliated with yura yunita, lewis hamilton, or anyone mentioned in this fic š any similarities in name, time, and place is purely coincidental š do not mind the time stamps š click on the pictures if it seems blurry
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ynusername some of that ldt (long distance tennis) š¤Ŗ @.lewishamilton tagged lewishamilton view all comments
lewishamilton <33 ā¤ļø by author
ynusername <33
username okay so anyone else got recommended this post on their timeline... seven years later...
username let me tell you about the heart attack i got... username i fr thought they were getting back together
lewishamilton i totally beat you though ā¤ļø by author
ynusername liar liar pants on fire ā lewishamilton my pants aren't on fire?? ā ynusername i wouldn't know you're half the world away ā lewishamilton aw sorry pretty baby :( <33 username oh... this relationship wasn't a hoax... ā username ??? ššš username they were CUTE cute huh..
username i love you my mother and my father please adopt me
username wow seeing my comment from 7 years ago here is crazy... ā username ššš
username this must be a sign from the universe huh...??? HUH???
username it's literally just the instagram algorithm fucking things up again calm down username REAL i'm not even following y/n
yourfriend cutiessss! ā¤ļø by author
ynusername i love you! š„ŗ
ynsource
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ynsource my sources say that y/n is rekindling with an old lover š¤ tagged ynusername view all comments
username and what sources are these
ynsource trust me ā username LITERALLY "trust me bro" SOURCE???
username creating unnecessary drama
username i feel like it's been a few months ā¤ļø by author
ynsource š«£
hamiltonsource wait can u tell me ā¤ļø by author
ynsource ofc baby username not the ship going so strong that their fan accounts are also in a love affair
username that's a dinner for TWO...
username she's allowed to have friends you know ā username or other men idk ā username no other men ā username ?????
ynusername
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ynusername some fresh air before the tour š¤ which dates will you be going? :-) <33 view all comments
username oh she's teasing us
username guys.......... they're obviously talking again right
ynusername i'll see you all!!!
username I'LL SEE YOU I LOVE YOU username SEE YOU SEE YOU SEE YOU username vitamin SEE YOU!!! ā¤ļø by author ā ynusername ohh that's cute ā username WAIT ILY THANK YOU FOR REPLYING ā ynusername <33
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Chapter 5- The Finish Line
Arranged For Love (Carlos Sainz Jr x Reader)
Series Masterlist
Summary- And they lived Happily Ever After
No face claim. All the pictures are from Pinterest
Warning- Mention of death
Carlos and his family flew in for the funeral. He saw his wife, a shell of a person she was. She couldn't stop crying and barely ate anything. "Y/N, you have to eat. Grandma wouldn't be happy if you do this" Carlos reasoned. "If she's that unhappy, tell her to come and feed me herself" Y/N stated. Carlos hugged her, rubbing her back. "Everything will be okay. She's in a better place" Carlos whispered. "I just wish that better place was still with us" Y/N cried. The families stayed for a couple days, wishing their final good byes to Anika.
Once the burial was done and everyone had settled back home, "You should move in with me" Carlos said as he was getting ready to leave. "A change of scenery would do you well." Carlos explained. "I'll probably be going back to college. The restrictions are easing up and classes for the next semester will be on campus" Y/N said. "Until then you can come to the races with me" Carlos smiled. Y/N nodded. "I'll see you at your home race then" she said.
2021
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y/n.y/l/n Home Race!!!š¾š
carlossainz55 you should come to all the races nowā¤ļø landonorris it was so nice meeting the woman he wouldn't stop talking aboutš¤ charles_leclerc landonorris I agreeš¤ avathetraveller the date vibes are emmaculatešš user3 who is this and why is she posting Carlos?šš
2022
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y/n.y/l/n Finally done with college until I decide to get another degreeš
carlossainz55 so proud of you, hermosašš landonorris congratulationsā¤ļø scuderiaferrari we might have an opening if you're looking for a jobš«£ y/n.y/l/n scuderiaferrari yes pleaseš„¹ charles_leclerc congratulationsā¤ļø user4 the last picture...I have many questionsš
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y/n.y/l/n Life for the past few monthsš¤š¤
carlossainz55 best birthday yetā¤ļøš Liked by Author maxverstappen1 you're worse than I am at golf and that's saying somethingš«£ y/n.y/l/n maxverstappen1 Shut up! I will not take this slander. I started like a few weeks ago, unlike somebodyš¤š¤ user5 I think she's dating Carlos, what a life?!š„ŗš„ŗ user6 I wish I was her, dating Carlos and travelling the worldšš user7 Carlos cooking will be the death of meš¤¤š¤¤
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y/n.y/l/n From only being able to FaceTime you to being able to kiss you whenever I want, we've come a long wayšš
carlossainz55 yes we have. Also the last picture is a lie, I'll have everyone knowš¤ y/n.y/l/n carlossainz55 please, you parents follow meš carlossainz55 to my parents, you might be grandparents soonš y/n.y/l/n carlossainz55 OMG!! I hate youš£š£ carlossainz55 y/n.y/l/n no you don'tšš user8 OK, TMI GUYS TMIšš user9 we might have Carlos jr jr, IDK how I feel about thatš«£š«£ user10 she's so cute, kinda hard to hate on herš¤šŖ user11 LDR to moving in, I'm so happy for themš user12 Carlos is a menacešš
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After moving in together, the two of them were enjoying spending more time together. They were cuddling in bed when Carlos realised that he really loved her and he couldn't imagine his life without her. He did like her when they got married but he felt like she deserved everything since she made him so happy and content.
That's when Carlos put his plan into action. He never got the chance to propose to her so he decided to plan a trip and flew them out to the French country side. He had everything planned. They drove up to the location which he had disappeared off to decorate a few hours back. Y/N had no clue that Carlos was planning something like this. Her jaw was on the floor when she saw the set up; she had tears in her eyes. "For me?" she asked. "Only for you" Carlos said. As the two sat together watching the beautiful scenery, "Y/N, I've known you only for a few years but you've made my life so much better. I can't imagine my life without you. Every day I thank your grandmother for bringing us together." Carlos said. "I love you Carlos, you make me so happy" Y/N smiled back, holding in tears. "I love you so much that's why, even though we are married" Carlos laughed pulling out a ring, Y/N's eyes widened, she saw Carlos get on one knee, "Will you marry me? Again" Carlos asked. "yes, yes, a thousand times yes. I'd marry you a thousand no a million times" she shouted hugging him.
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y/n.y/l/n He proposedš„¹š„¹
carlossainz55 I want to spend the rest of eternity with youā¤ļø carlossainzoficial the cutest couple landonorris about timeš charles_leclerc congratulations!!š scuderiaferrari we are so happy for the coupleā¤ļø fernandoalonso congratulations you both! user13 OMG!! Carlos is engaged!!!š„²š„² user14 The proposal is straight out of Pinterestšš user15 I'm kinda excited to see their wedding pictures nowš user16 did Carlos plan the proposal out on his own?? he's so romanticš„²
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Carlos and Y/N decided to renew their vows on their 4th anniversary. The other's had no clue that this was a vow renewal and thought that the pair were finally getting married after dating for 4 years.
Ava planned a crazy bachelorette for Y/N with all their friends from school and university.
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y/n.y/l/n I think I drank my weight in alcohol last nightšš
avatraveller best bachelorette everš¤¤š¤¤ jessiejames Can't believe you're getting marriedš¤§š¤§ alexandrasaintmleux prettiest bride to be ever!!š„µš„µ user17 I'm laughingš¤£š¤£š¤£ user18 I want to be friends with her, they look like a lot of funš„¹š„¹ user19 the theme of the party is killing mešš user20 she has the best friendsš„¹š„¹
Everyone had gathered for the wedding. All the drivers, both their families and friends were invited. Everyone who wasn't at their first wedding didn't know that this was a second one. Y/N still wore the necklace her grandmother gave her on her wedding day.
As Carlos waited for Y/N to walk down the aisle with her dad, Ivan had tears in his eyes as he walked his daughter down the aisle for the second time but this time without his mother. Y/N reassured her dad. He placed Y/N's hand in Carlos's.
The pair faced each other and the officiant began. It was Carlos's turn to say his vows; "I've known you for 4 years. I'm the luckiest man alive to have met someone who understands me so well and supports me. I'm so happy that your grandma played cupid. I promise to keep you happy forever. I knew I would be getting married but I didn't think I'd be lucky enough to marry the love of my life twice" Carlos finished. An audible gasp was heard from the crowd. "I would marry you a billion times. Carlos Sainz, you make me so happy and I'm also happy my grandma was a nosy woman. Being with you makes even the gloomy days sunny. You are the only man I want to spend the rest of eternity with" Y/N said. The officiant began, "We are gathered here today to celebrate the union of two beautiful souls. Do you, Carlos Sainz Junior, take Y/N Y/L/N to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?" Carlos responded, "I do." "Do you, Y/N Y/L/N , take Carlos Sainz Junior to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?" he asked Y/N. She responded, "I do." "By the power vested in me by the state and the Church, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." the officiant said. Carlos leaned in and captured Y/N's lips in a kiss.
The wedding was buzzing with the new information Carlos had just released. Everyone was busy asking them when they got married, they had power point presentation from their previous wedding playing. Everyone was very annoyed at them for hiding it. "In our defence you guys never asked" Carlos said. "What do you mean never asked? You announce stuff like this" Lando whined. "Sorry Lan, at least you got to be in this one" Y/N cooed. "I'm not a child. I hate you both" Lando groaned. "Maybe he's tired." Y/N told Carlos while looking at him. "Get some rest" Y/N told Lando, patting his back.
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y/n.y/l/n Did we get married or renew our vows? The world will never knowšš
landonorris still can't believe I was lied tooš¤§š¤§ lewishamilton Congratulations!!ā¤ļø charles_leclerc I'm still shockedš alexandrasaintmleux It's okay you lied, at least you're prettyšāāļøšāāļø Liked by Author danielriccardo top 10 f1 betrayalsš fernandoalonso congratulations to the coupleš user21 OMG!! WHAT??!!š³š³ user22 Carlos was always married? For how long?š®š® user23 IDK if I should laugh or cryš§š§ user24 My whole world turned upside downš«Øš«Ø
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y/n.y/l/n Happy to announce carlossainz55 put a baby in mešš
carlossainz55 I take full responsibilityš¤¤š carlossainzoficial Congratulations!! Can't wait to be a grandpa landonorris already making a McLaren jumpsuit for the babyš charles_leclerc so happy the jumpsuit made it into the announcementāŗļø alexandrasaintmleux the prettiest pregnant lady I knowšš avathetraveller I'm ugly crying!!šš y/n.y/l/n avathetraveller don't. I'll cry tooš scuderiaferrari new driverš¤ y/n.y/l/n scuderiaferrari he would be if his dad was still driving for the teamš¤Æ user25 okay Y/N popped off on Ferrari, also boy dad Carlosš¤ maxverstappen1 redbull jumpsuit on the way y/n.y/l/n maxverstappen1 I mean šāāļøš fernandoalonso I feel so happy y/n.y/l/n fernandoalonso I believe you'll be on the grid by the time our child gets thereāŗļøāŗļø user26 we're getting a mini Carlos or Y/N. Can't wait!!š„¹ user27 This is such a happy news after the train wreck in the past few weeksš user28 I'm happy Carlos has something happy to look forward toošš user29 did Y/N just reveal the gender? (Its a boy, I think) Don't tell herš¤«š¤«
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y/n.y/l/n Stress is bad for the baby but this man made me go throw a hurricane of emotions in the last 2 weeks. Still so proud of you baby
carlossainz55 couldn't have done it without youšā¤ļø y/n.y/l/n carlossainz55 you gave me the motivation and our babyā¤ļøā¤ļø avathetraveller congratulations Carlos user30 he's gonna be the best dad!!š user31 Congratulations Carlos, only man to break RedBull's streakšš„¹ user32 If I was Y/N I would've gone mad by nowš¤§ user33 He looks so happy in the second pictureš„¹š„¹
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carlossainz55 To the best few years of my life!! Can't wait for many moreš„
y/n.y/l/n Can't wait to have more of your babies if they look this cutešš carlossainz55 y/n.y/l/n I hope you're readyš landonorris I was gonna say something nice but no, you guys are nastyš¤¢š¤® y/n.y/l/n landonorris shut upš¤¬ alex_albon Lily might kidnap your kid the next time he comesšš£ y/n.y/l/n alex_albon can she kidnap me too??šš carlossainz55 y/n.y/l/n what do you mean by that??š¤ user34 they are so chaotic, I love itš¤£š¤£ user35 Congratulations dad Carlosā¤ļøā¤ļø user36 Can't believe they didn't name him Carlos the thirdš¤¦āāļøš¤¦āāļø user37 user36 I think I would kill my baby daddy if he did something like thatš¤¦āāļøš user38 cutest family on the gridā¤ļø user39 I already know the kid probably has his own kartš³ user40 a couple more years and he'll be a karting championšš
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okay i was wondering if you could a joel x fem reader maybe even dbf joel where itās loosely based on the song diet mountain dew by lana del rey? like the pining part of it and also the lyric āletās take jesus of the dashboardā THATS SO HOT TO ME SO IDK
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Ride It
pre-outbreak!Joel Miller x f!reader
joel milller masterlist
She calls her dad's co-worker for a ride and gets a little more than she was expecting.
warnings | 18+ SMUT, age gap, DBF!joel, and not much else y'all
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āHello?ā
āMr. Miller?ā She can hear sheets rustling, his gruff sigh over the crackling receiver.
āItās late, honey. Whatās wrong?ā Her heart stutters at the sweet name he calls her, the same name heās called her since she first met him when her dad started working for Miller Construction four years ago.
āItās my car. I think I have a flat tire and I canāt drive on it.ā A long sigh filters through the phone.
āYou should call your dad. Heās probably worried sick about you.ā
āNo! I canātā heās gonna be so pissed. Please, Mr. Miller. Would youā would you come get me? I know youāre good with cars and all. Please?ā Another long sigh.
āAlright, honey. Will you tell me where you are?ā She does, pulled over on the shoulder of the highway, a little ways out of the city but nowhere near home.
āHang tight, Iām coming.ā
āThank you, Mr. Miller.ā
āIāve told you a thousand timesā just Joel, honey.ā
āThank you, Joel.āĀ
āIāll be there soon.ā She clicks her cell phone shut with a sigh, slumping back in the driverās seat of her car. Her stomach swirls in anticipation. Normally, sheād try to tamp down the crush sheās had on Joel for quite some time, but after a night out in the city with a few of her old high school friends, sheās just warmed up enough to let her mind race with thoughts of him. Itās silly, something that could never really happen, seeing as her dad has been best friends with Joel for years. But it wasnāt impossible, was it? After all, heās younger than her dad, and only fifteen years older than her. Jesus christ, get a grip. She huffs, shaking her head to still her thoughts as she looks out at the pitch-black Texas night.
It isnāt long before headlights are brightening up the inside of her car and she turns in her seat to see Joelās familiar pick up truck pulling up behind her.Ā
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The rosary that hangs off her rear-view mirror is swaying harshly, the only sound beside their harsh panting and the sticky slap of skin is it clinking into the windshield over and over again. Sheās not entirely sure how they got here, a mixture of late night talking and boundaries being flirted with until they both gave in to something they couldnāt have in the light of day.
āShit, honeyā fucking squeezing meā bit of a stretch for you, huh?ā A high-pitched whine falls from her lips, her nails digging into the fabric of his unbuttoned flannel. Joel lets out a breathy laugh.
āThatās it, bounce on it for me, there you goā fuckā boys at school just not cutting it, are they? Need someone with a little more skill.ā He punctuates his last word with a jolting thrust up that has the swollen tip of his cock grazing a spot so deep inside her it makes her crumple up against him, his rough fingers digging into her ass to support her as he starts a jagged rhythm of his own.
āCāmon, miss college. Use your words. Whoās making you feel so good?ā She hadnāt been expecting it, a surprised yelp leaving her lips when he smacks the curve of her ass, hard, broad palm sure to leave a mark. There is nothing comfortable about the position theyāre in, her straddling his lap, scrunched over him in the driver seat, one hand pressed up against the car door window while the other digs into his shoulders for stability. But all she can focus on is the sweet snap of pain and pleasure licking up her spine with each of his thrusts.Ā
āYou, Joelā you feel so goodā want moreā please, pleaseāā Her words die in her throat when he thrusts up particularly hard, pressing her hips down to meet him and holding her there in a deep grind. She lets out a choked sob of his name, cunt clenching hard around him and coaxing a low moan from the back of his throat.Ā
āBeen wanting this for a while, havenāt you, honey?ā His words are a smear against her bare chest where he had tugged down the front of her dress and bra, leaving harsh grazes of his teeth to the swell of her tits. He chuckles when the only response she gives him is a preening whine.
āFucking knew it. You think I didnāt see how you were looking at me? Practically begging for itā shitā dirty little thing, arenāt you? What would your old man say, huh? Does he know his daughterās just a little slut?ā His voice is a southern slur stamped hotly into her skin, low and drawling and all melted together, pushing her even closer to the brink as her wetness starts to smear down hers and Joelās thighs, the sound of skin slicking and sticking with each thrust becoming impossibly lewd. Itās almost too much when his one hand dips under her rucked up skirt, fingers harshly toying with her clit.
āGive it to me, honey. Make a fucking mess, cāmon.ā The pleasure floods over in an instant, the only sound she can make is a breathy chant of his name as her hips seize up and she spasms around him. Heās not far behind as he thrusts into her a few more times before his hips stutter to a stop and she feels his warmth spreading inside her. She clings to him, both of them breathing hard and flushed with pleasure.Ā
āJesus christ, Iām sorryā I shouldāveāā āSāfine, Iām on the pill.ā He throws his head back into the headrest at that, chest still heaving. But he doesn't stay still for long, jostling her in his hold as he suddenly leans forward and yanks the rosary still clinking into the windshield clean off the rearview mirror, tossing it haphazardly onto the passenger seat. She quirks an eyebrow at him as he settles back into the seat.
āDamn noise was driving me insane.ā
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Hi Idk if your requests are still open but if they are, please can I request something? š«£Remember Agatha photos, yes the one with the suit š„“š« š«Ø I was thinking about Professor! Agatha. I want that. Daddy kink, breeding, and magic of course. Add whatever you want to it. Obviously, Top!Agatha
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Pairing: Agatha Harkness x Reader
Word Count: 3102
Warnings: Professor!Agatha, Smut, Manipulation, Enchanted Strap, Fingering, A bit of mind control, Use of magic, Squirting, Daddy Kink, Dark!Agatha, Dom!Agatha, Sub!Reader, Breeding, Cock Warming, Virgin!Reader, Innocent!Reader, A bit of Dacryphilia, Age Gap (Agatha early 40s, Reader early/mid 20s), I think that is it
A/n: Alright so this one got away from me a bit. I made her a bit dark because I didn't want to fully typical professor/student relationship. I did also feel with making Reader so innocent that Reader being a virgin so that Agatha can manipulate her more was fun. Hope you like it and I didn't add anything that you didn't like
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This class was your least favorite. History. Youāre in history class with your least favorite teacher, Miss.Harkness. You donāt understand why you are borderline failing this class. You have been a straight A student all your life. You currently have a 4.0 GPA but you still canāt wrap your head around why this one is different. Itās like when you get your test back that you took a totally different test than what is being handed back. Youāre beginning to think you are going crazy. How could you be doing this bad on all of these tests? Your GPA is tanking quickly and you just want to cry. And you almost do when another F lands on your desk right in front of you.Ā
āSee me in my office after class.ā Mrs.Harkness leans down and whispers in your ear. Itās like you can hear the smirk in her voice but you dare not to look. Fighting back the tears that threaten to fall as your eyes shine with them. You just give her a gentle nod as she continues to pass out papers.Ā
Your hands grip the pages looking at all the red Xās on the page. Itās History, it shouldn't be this hard. You studied all night for this test. Youāre beginning to think that Mrs.Harkness has it out for you and wants you to fail.Ā
What you donāt know is that she doesnāt want you to fail. She has a plan for you and the only way she can make it happen is for her to make you desperate. So she uses her magic to change your answers. The handwriting looks the same so that you get the question wrong. She likes to tell herself that she would never use her magic in this way but she has to have you. So she continues to make you fail. The only test left is your final and she knows that you are at your most vulnerable and desperate to achieve a higher grade. So now is her time to strike.Ā
After class you walk slowly to her office. Having stopped in the bathroom to clean yourself up after letting a few tears slip down your face. You now stand outside the office door. Frosted glass with Miss.Harkness written in bold letters on the glass. The name mocking you as you gently knock on the door.Ā
āCome in dear.ā You hear her call out from behind the door. You gulp down the fear rising in your throat as you turn the squeaky handle and enter the room. There she is behind her desk in a large black chair. She looks up at you with a smirk playing on her lips. She watches your nervous form as you rub your sweaty palms on your pants. āY-you wanted to s-see me Miss.Harkness?ā You stutter out, fear in your voice.Ā
āAgatha sweetie. You can call me Agatha sweetheart. We arenāt in class anymore.ā She smiles at you standing from her seat as you awkwardly stand in the middle of her office.Ā She shrugs off her long suit coat that almost reaches the floor. She sets it on the back of her chair leaving her in a white button up shirt and suit pants. You hate to admit it but the older woman is very attractive. If you werenāt terrified of her you may actually have a crush on the woman. But you have no time to think about that. Youāre failing her class and you need to pass.Ā
You nod and mumble āAgatha.ā Her name feels strange on your tongue. āSit dear, we have some things to discuss.ā She motions for you to sit in the chair in front of her desk. You hesitantly move and sit as she rounds her desk. She moves and sits on the edge of her desk right in front of you. Pushing her sleeves up before gripping the edge of her desk, her legs slightly crossed as she holds herself up on the desk. āIām very disappointed in you Y/n. I had heard many wonderful things about you from your previous professors but your work has beenā¦ underwhelming to say the least. I thought you had some brains in that pretty little head of yours.ā Her voice is condescending and you can feel more tears in your eyes. You donāt even register the fact that she called you pretty at that moment. Only focusing on the criticism at the moment.Ā
You look down, not meeting her eyes. āI-I-Iā The tears threaten to fall as you try to hold your composure. Agatha thriving on your innocence and your fears. Her finger hooking under your chin as she leans forward forcing you to look up at her. āI donāt understand why. I-I study for hours. I know the material.ā Your voice shakes slightly. āObviously not or you would be passing my class.ā She tisk. A tear rolls down your cheek. She moves her hand cupping your cheek and wipes the tear away with her thumb. She has you exactly where she wants you. āWhat if I told you there was something you could do for me. Something that will let you pass and possibly even get you an A.āĀ
āYes! Yes! Yes! Iāll do anything you ask of me just please I donāt wanna fail.ā More tears slip down your cheeks as you donāt even question what she could possibly want from you. All you care about right now is your grade and to pass this class. You can deal with the consequences later. Right now you need this.Ā
Agathaās smirk grows more sinister. Purple smoke forms around her hand as you hear the door behind you lock. Your eyes widen as you look back at the purple smoke fading from the door before you look back now terrified at the woman in front of you. āW-what are you?ā You question her trying to pull away from her touch. Her fingers gripping your chin harshly as she leans down closer to you, her lips inches from yours. āOh, did you think that history stays in the past? Iām a witch my dear. Delightful to meet you my dear.ā She laughs a wicked laugh.
Your mind is reeling from the new information. What could a witch want from you? Is she evil or good? Has she been purposely failing you? How can you get away from her? You canāt seem to understand anything right now. Your mind is going hazy. You donāt even notice the purple smoke this time as it seeps into your mind. You're being pliable to her just the way she likes it.Ā
Agatha leans the rest of that distance and kisses your lips. With the magic she is using on you you kiss her back almost immediately. As the two of you make out Agatha starts to move you both gently. She gets you up on your feet grasping your hips tightly before she flips you pressing you against the desk. With her hands on your hips she urges you to sit on the desk which you do with her help. When air becomes an issue she pulls back her forehead leaning against yours. All you feel now is her and the need for her.Ā
Agatha is pressed against you. You feel a bulge in her pants causing you to let out a whimper. āOh sweetheart. Do you want daddy to fuck you?ā She grinds into you moaning. You look at her with innocence with a touch of fear. Your mind is trying to scream at you to say no but soon that voice becomes small and distant until you canāt hear it anymore. Your only thoughts are of her.
āDaddy?ā You say cautiously. Seeing how it feels on your tongue. She smiles at you. āYes baby.ā She says with another grind of her hips which causes you to let out a moan. āI-Iāve never.ā Is all that you can get out. Too embarrassed to add anything hoping she gets the hint which she does. A low groan leaving her lips. She knew you were innocent but not this innocent and now she gets to ruin you for anyone else. āThatās ok sweet girl Daddy will take care of you. Do you want daddy to take care of you?ā You ponder her question for a moment before nodding your head.Ā
āI need words sweet girl.ā Now that she has you she is going to teach you right. āYes.ā You mumble. āYes what?ā She asks, pulling back slightly to see what you would do. āYes Daddy.ā You grip her shirt, pulling her back. āMmm good girl.ā Her words make you blush and let out a small whine. Youāre so adorable she thinks.
With her hands on your hips she pulls at your pants motioning for you to let her take them off. You lift your hips for her as she pulls them down and you help kick them off. She moans seeing the large wet spot on your panties. You shy under her gaze and try to close your legs but she doesnāt let you. Her fingers digging into the flesh of your thighs. Where you know you will have bruises tomorrow. Her one hand moving and pressing against your clothed bundle of nerves. You squirm at the touch, a throb you have never felt before in core. Her other hand moving up and tugging at your shirt, a signal for you to take it off.Ā
You help take off your shirt as Agatha slowly starts to circle your clit with her finger. You unconsciously start to grind on her hand. Once your shirt is off her hand moves up and harshly grope your breast. She pulls your bra down letting your breast spill over the top. Leaning down and wrapping her lips around one of your nipples moving her hand to the other to tweak and pinch as her teeth scrape across the one in her mouth. The hand that was on your clothed core moves and grips your hips as she pushes closer and grinds against you. You both let out a moan at the feeling. One of your hands moving to her back and the other moving to the base of her scalp, lacing your fingers in her hair and gripping it tightly when she bites your nipple. Letting out a whimper as she groans.Ā
āFuck baby girl, so wet and needy for me already.ā Agatha pulls back before kissing your neck. Sucking and nipping leaving reddish purple marks on your neck wanting people to know that you are taken. As she attacks your neck her hand moves back down between your bodies, her fingers pushing aside your panties. Swiping her fingers through your drenched folds teasing your entrance before easing her finger in. You squirm at the stretch. āDaddy.ā You whine. āShhhh, baby girl. Daddy is going to make you feel so good.ā Her lips never leave your neck as she pumps her finger slowly in and out of your pussy. āYes daddy.ā You whimper.Ā
She slowly starts to pick up her pace. A second finger joining the first as she pushes them both in. You grip her even tighter, digging your nails in whining at the slightly painful stretch. Small whimpers and moans leaving your lips egging her on to go faster curling her fingers. Your walls start to clamp down on her fingers letting her know that you are close. āD-Daddy I feel funny.ā You whine trying to squirm away but Agatha growls digging her fingers into your hip. She quickens the pace wanting to see you fall apart around her fingers. She pulls back watching your face. Your face is scrunched up and you're trying to grip at any part of her that you can reach. āLet it go sweetheart. You can do it for daddy.ā You shake your head, tears filling your eyes, but your body is telling a different story as your wall clamp around her fingers, your legs quivering. āYouāll feel so good. Just let it go. Donāt you want to cum all over daddyās fingers?ā You whimper and nod, finally letting the feeling take over you. Cum coating her fingers as she fucks you through your orgasm. Slowing down her pace before pulling out causing you to whimper at the loss. She pops her fingers in her mouth moaning at your taste. āFuck sweetheart you taste devine. I should have done this earlier.ā Your mind is hazy. She has you and your mind is hers.Ā
Your panting and lean your head forward onto her shoulder as you try to regain your composure. Until you hear the sound of her zipper being undone. You pull back looking at her. She shuffles her pants and boxers down as a purple strap springs out. It is large and you wonder how it will fit inside of you. She watches you intently as her hand wraps around the appendage. She moans as she jerks it. Your eyes moving up to hers being met with blown pupils. āFuck Daddy is going to be able to feel how wet and warm you are. How tight your little cunt is. Fuck when your cum coats my dick. I can explode just thinking about it.ā She moves back between your legs, a confused look on your face. āDaddy enchanted this cock. Iām going to be able to feel all of your perfect pussy.ā Her anticipation has her already swiping her strap through your folds gathering your juices onto it. Nudging your clit ever so slightly as she does before moving it down and nudging it at your entrance.Ā
She slowly pushes in the head of her cock popping into your entrance and making you whine. āDaddy it wonāt fit.ā You already feel the painful stretch and so full from just the head. āIāll make it fit sweetheart.ā She kisses your lips to distract you as she slams forward fully sheathing herself in your warm tight pussy. You cry out at the painful stretch, her mouth swallowing your cries as you try and push her away but she is stronger than you. āHurts Daddy.ā You whine. āShhh itās ok daddy will make it feel better.ā She starts to slowly thrust her hips. Tears are falling down your cheeks as she leans her forehead against yours wiping your tears away gently.Ā
Keeping her pace slow but thrusting deep as she watches your face turn from scrunched up pain to melting into pleasure. Both hands dig harshly into your hips as she picks up her pace. Her patience wear thin as she needs to fuck you. To make you cum on her cock. āSo fucking tight. Fuck!ā She says her hips are snapping into you. Your pain gradually turns into pleasure the more she fucks you. Your legs wrapping around her waist and your fingers digging into her back. She smirks no longer holding back and jackhammering into your willing pussy. Both your moans filling the office. She is fucking into you so harshly that her desks squeaks on the floor and papers start to fall off her desk, but neither of you care.Ā
āMmm so good. You're such a good girl for me taking my cock.ā She mumbles against your lips. The pleasure building causes your brain to turn to mush. Your moans bouncing off the walls. āG-Good.ā Is all youāre able to mumble out.Ā
Agathaās hips slap against your ass as she continues to pound into you. Angling her hips perfectly to hit that spot deep inside you that you're seeing stars. Her thrust is becoming more erratic as your walls start to tighten around her cock. āFuck! Iām going to fill this pussy so full of my cum. Would you like that baby girl? For Daddy to fill your pretty pussy with my cum? Get you pregnant, breed you. Make you my pretty little housewife. I bet you would look so hot swollen with my babies. Fuck keep you pregnant all the time just so I can fill your horney needs all the time. Continuously fill this pussy till you're dripping and so dumbed down youāll still be begging for more.ā You moan loudly a small gush of liquid coating her cock as you're turned on more. āOh fuck you like that baby girl. Iāll make it come true. Keep you as mine forever.ā Your walls clenching tightly around her cock making her moan.Ā
āPlease!ā You moan out. Youāre not sure what you're asking for whether it is to cum or for her to get you pregnant. You're close to falling over the edge again so you use your legs to pull her closer. Agatha is so close too. Her hand moving down and her thumb rubbing tight fast circles on your clit. Your loud moan edging her on. Her pace quickens again to an inhuman speed as she chases both of your highs. She feels you clench again. āCum baby girl. Fuck! Cum on Daddyās cock.āĀ
Thatās all it takes. You both fall over the edge at the same time. Liquid squirting out of you onto Agatha as you feel a warm sticky liquid paint your walls. You're both moaning as agatha continues to thrust, riding out both of your highs, her thumb still circling your clit. You whimper as it starts to become too much. She slows down her thrust until she stops leaving herself sheathed inside of you. Her hands firmly planted on either side of you on the desk as both of your chests heave. Your arms wrap tightly around her as you nuzzle into her neck.
Your mind and body are exhausted, but you feel complete like this is what you have always wanted in life. Your mind is absent of the original reason for coming into this office. Your only thoughts are filled with Agatha. You're both there in silence, the only sound is the sounds of your breathing.Ā A comfortable silence between you two as you both enjoy the presence of one another.Ā
Agatha pulls you back and you let out a small whine. She moves your hair out of your face and wipes the tears off your cheeks. She has the kindest, most gentle smiles as she kisses your forehead, then the tip of your nose, before kissing your lips gently leaning her forehead against yours. āDaddy needs to grade some papers. How about you be a good girl and sit on Daddyās cock while she does that.ā You nod. āMkay Daddy.ā Knowing that this night will change your life forever.
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future husband
Harry styles x reader (masterlist)
summary: Harry proposes and it leads to sex
warnings: smut
a/n: IM SORRY THIS TOOK TOO LONG I JUST NEEDED TO BE IN THE RIGHT MOOD TO WRITE SMUT AND THEN TUMBLR DIDNT PUT IT IN THE TAGS AHHH
Harry's ring obsession started when he was in his early twenties.
He rarely wore any type of a jewelry or anything flamboyant when he was younger. He painted his nails on occasion, something to relax himself with or whenever Y/n was doing hers, but nothing too grand.
But a simple silver chain given by his one and only changed that.
He started getting a little more into jewelry, necklaces, earrings, and his favorite, rings. He liked the intricate designs that rings ment; they could be loud and a stable piece, or they could be a subtle addition to the outfit.
They could also symbolize love.
After dating Y/n for three months, he knew he was certain that he wanted to stay forever with her, he just didn't allow himself to think of marriage this early into a relationship--at least not until his mother asked when he was going to propose after meeting her around their six-moth anniversary.
Finally though, after just under two years, he popped the question. He got a beautiful engagement ring, a band with beautiful engravings throughout, and of course, a huge fucking rock.
"Harry." Y/n sniffled, seeing Harry on his knee, ring in hand. "Of course, yes!"
A lovely proposal in a quiet and quant cottage away from civilization was perfect and exactly what they needed, not only for their privacy but for the ability to have sex in the middle of the woods. Harry bought this property not too long ago and waited for the right moment to take Y/n there, a proposal seemed like the best time.
The kissing of course led to more, how could it not? Harry was always a passionate lover, always eager to please, so it was honestly no surprise when the soft kiss turned more sensual.
"Fuck, I'm so glad you finally asked." Y/n mumbled softly as their lips kept touching, coming back for more. "Can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you as my husband."
Harry moved onto her neck, biting softly as he went down. "It's all I've ever wanted." He groaned as Y/n's hand trailed down to his pants, she teased him slightly, earning a moan from him. "And to please you again. Lay down."
Y/n made herself comfortable on the blue and white picnic blanket. Harry moved the basket and wine bottles out of the way. He pulled flipped her dress up, revealing her lacy set on panties.
"Planning to seduce me today?" He asked with a raised brow.
"I had a hunch you might be asking me to marry you." She shrugged her shoulders, biting her lip to hide, poorly, a cheeky smile.
"How?" Harry gasped, his fingers tracing the band of her underwear. "It was top secret!"
"Oh come on, H." She giggled, her hand coming up to stroke his cheek. "You take me on a surprise getaway, no one around, to a cottage that is darling... It's the most romantic thing you have ever done."
Harry blushed. The midday sun gleaming perfectly on his skin, twinkling his green eyes and highlighting the freckles that scattered his slightly tanned skin. Y/n couldn't help but feel so lucky. This beautiful man, inside and out, is now her fiancƩ; she started to tear up, which, of course, caused Harry to tear up as well.
"No don't start baby." She told him. "We need to focus so we can have sex. No tears now."
She wiped her tears then Harry's. "You started it." He mumbled, smiling as he finally pulled her panties down. "We just love each other too much."
"I guess so-" Y/n gasped as Harry entered a figure into her. The familiar feeling was welcomed as the subtle feeling of pleasure began to buble up inside of her. "Fuck that feels so good."
Harry was leaning half on and half off of her, his right hand fingering. her while his other held him up so he could kiss by her ear.
"Don't get one of your rings stuck in me." She warned, looking sternly at her love. Harry shook his head and kissed her softly.
"I would never."
Harry had on a simple band, one similar to the new one adorned on Y/n's finger. He figured while he was buying the engagement ring he could buy a matching one for himself.
"I can't wait to marry you." He spoke softly, creating a new hickey just under her ear lobe. "Gonna wanna fuck you again when I see you in that dress, don't know if I could wait till the honeymoon."
He added a finger, adding to the pleasure.
"And seeing you with that ring...It's going to be as sexy as your lingerie. Just knowing you're mine and I'm the only one that can ever see you like this."
"Fuck, H. Gonna come."
"I'm the only one who will get to see my wife like this. And everyone will know I can only to this do you...I'm the only one capable." Harry's words were possessive yet reassuring, the constant validation that he was the only one for her pushed her over the edge, leaving a gasp from her mouth.
"Har I need you inside." She yanked him fully on-top of her, unbuttoning his pants and pulling them down after Harry quickly pulled his fingers out of her, but not before a little taste.
He helped her strip himself, knowing she is just as possessive as him but just doesn't always vocalize it, but her actions speak louder than her lack of words.
Harry entered Y/n, the euphoric feeling washing over him as he let out a loud moan, mentally thanking himself for buying the isolated land. "Feel so good."
"You stretch me out so much." She gasped. "My future husband."
Harry thrusted, a reflex from her words in her sexy, faint, voice. "Don't say that or else I'm going to come in less then a minute." He paused, staring into his loves eyes. "Want to impress my future wife."
"You impress me every day. Every time I see you I have something new I love about you." Y/n leaned in a kissed him, it was mainly teeth, but still perfect nonetheless. "Today it's your cock."
Harry stopped thrusting briefly. "You mean it hasn't impressed your before today?"
"It's the first time I've been impress by my fiancƩ's cock, I was already impressed when he was my boyfriend." She assured. Harry rolled his eyes and got back to thrusting, moving his ring finger down to her core and rubbing soft circles on her clit, making her jolt slightly.
"I'm gonna cum again, H."
"Me too."
They both moaned as they climaxed at the same time. Harry collapsed onto Y/n's chest, arms exhausted from keeping himself up. They stayed like that for no more then five minutes, Harry's cock softening inside of her as they relaxed.
"I can't believe you're going to be my wife." Harry thought out loud. "Never thought I'd work up the courage."
"Why? You knew I'd say yes."
"I dunno, just all the what-if's got inside my head. You know how that is." Harry mumbled, nuzzling his face into the side of her neck. He kissed over her blooming hickeys too, soft contrast between his sexual and romantic desire for her.
"Well your next biggest concern is finding were to go for our honeymoon." Y/n said. "Might have to go all over."
"I'll pay for every penny of it."
"Most defiantly. You know I have expensive taste." Y/n joked. "The wedding is going to cost half a fortune on its own."
Harry smiled, kissing her cheek then her lips. "I'd spend all the money in the world to make you happy. I'd go broke to see you smile."
"Stop, you're going to make me cry again." She whispered, tears starting to form.
"I'll just kiss them away, my love." He sighed. "It's my job as your future husband."
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watermelon juice dripping down his throat, onto his chest hair LEMME LICK
I donāt even like watermelon that muchš
, but I like him. A lot. š«£
Dripā¦ and Lick
Pairing: Curtis Everett x reader
Wc: idk, written in drafts, but itās gotta be at least 1k
Warnings: um, licking, and Curtisā¦ so, yeah 18+ only, minors DNI
A/N: Inspired by this post and some of my beautiful hoe friends @thezombieprostitute @krirebr @stargazingfangirl18 @brandycranby This is me kicking off the 300 follower summer celebration with my own mini fic. Hope you enjoy and I canāt wait for your your feedback on this oneš
Made with the prompts: a long drive together + āIāve got something else you can lickā + [watermelon] dripping down someoneās skin
Dividers by @firefly-graphics
Curtis had wanted to have a picnic with you all summer, but your busy schedule hadnāt allowed for it. And honestly, neither had the weather. The days had been long and hot, unbearably so, with UV indexes maxed out. Stepping outside was like asking to be baked, which is why he was grateful for all the rain that hit this past week.
It was a great reprieve for everything: the grass, the garden, the sweltering temperatures. Now that the outside was actually bearable, Curtis could finally go through with his plans.
Before you got off work, he packed up his picnic basket, preparing the summer goods for you. A nice little salad, some sandwiches, and a beautiful watermelon he found at the farmerās market the other day. He was all prepped once you got home.
As soon as you walked through the door, you were greeted by a kiss on the cheek and Curtis holding your favorite comfy sundress. After a long day at work, the last thing you wanted to wear was pants, so you went to change.
Once you emerged, hair tied up and off your neck finally and flowy dress adorned, you were ready to go. You grabbed Curtisās outstretched hand and let him lead you to the truck where you slid up in to the middle of the bench seat.
An evening drive like this was one of your favorite things to do together. Letting the breeze flow with the windows down. Seeing the scenery of passing houses turn into open fields of wildflowers on the rolling hills.
After taking the long way around, Curtis pulled into the spot he always did at the end of the road on the back side of the airport where the two of you would lay in his truck bed to watch the planes take off and land. He hopped down out of the cab and held a hand out for you, taking you back for the cozy, yet cool setup he had made earlier.
The two of you got settled, Curtis pulling out your sandwich and handing it to you just as the sun began to reach the horizon. The sky was painted with hues of red and light purple, wispy clouds making way for the stars that would soon twinkle, framing the moon in the open sky.
You settled up close next to him, the two of you enjoying the main part of the meal as the planes flew overhead, the lights of the runway flicking on as the sky dimmed. All you could think about while you were eating was how sweet this was, how sweet he was for doing it so often for you. Curtis was a gruff, hardworking man, and with you, that prickly shell turned soft, as he used his efforts to show you his appreciation for the love and peace you brought to him. The feelings he thought heād never have, the ones he thought he didnāt deserve. His humility and bottomless affection was all you saw, though, the deep care you held for each other tying your souls together. In this moment, you realized if he was all you had for the rest of your life, that would be more than enough, and you wanted to show that. You needed him, and could feel it start to burn in the depths of your belly: a love that you had to show, that you wanted to show, again, and again, and again, for eternity.
You climbed into Curtisās lap, giving him a peck, your sundress falling around your legs, leaving your core settling right over him in his worn jeans. Your hands gently came up to frame his face, his beard lightly scratching your palms. Your body was growing warm against the cold evening air, buzzing with desire from the way he cared for you, the way you cared for each other.
āThank you for this, Curtis. Itās perfect. The food was delicious, but I think Iām ready for dessert.ā
Curtisās large hands settled on your waist as he looked up at you. He could see the warmth in your eyes at that statement. It was evident this little date made your day so much better, but he hadnāt quite caught on yet to the true fire in your gaze.
āYeah? Iāve got this beautiful watermelon. Thought that would be nice and refreshing.ā
He looked up at you with the softest features, eyes switching between yours, looking for approval. Your thumbs brushed over his freckled cheeks, more prominent from the summer sun, as you nodded with a breathy giggle.
āUm, yeah. That sounds good.ā
He beamed up at you, turning to the side to pull out the fruit before he went still. He hadnāt cut it. Or really even brought anything to cut it, unless you counted the flimsy plasticware the two of you ate your salads with. He looked up at you with big eyes as you laughed again, catching on to what happened.
āHold on, give me a second, I can fix this. You donāt mind if itās not perfectly cut, right?ā
You shook your head, curious to see what he could possibly have in mind. He turned the watermelon upright as he grabbed a plastic knife, adjusting it in his hand so it seemed stable enough. He raised his hand, stabbing the edge of the utensil into the tough rind. That obviously wasnāt doing much, but it did enough. You watched as Curtisās thick, yet surprisingly nimble fingers widened the nick into a gap as he put both hands in and pulled, the robust fruit splitting in two as some juices leaked out. As did yours, as you felt a flush of arousal at the show of brute strength. So casual, he probably had no idea what he was doing to you.
If that knife was any indication, there probably wasnāt a good way to get the flesh out, either, so he opted to just keep with his bare hands, scooping out a piece to feed to you. You opened your mouth, eyes never leaving his as your lips surrounded his thumb and pointer finger. The juice from his hand ran down his thick forearm, over the hair that covered it. As he moved to pull away, your hands quickly snapped to stop him, eyes still locked. You dipped your head to the drop that had trickled down, now about to reach his elbow, and stuck out your tongue, tracing the path of watermelon juice up to his palm, all the way back to his fingers, sucking them and releasing with a pop.
Curtis watched in real time as your pupils blew wide and you began to unbutton his linen shirt before reaching over and grabbing your own piece of watermelon to feed to him. Oh. That was where this was going. How did he not see it before? He was never going to slice a watermelon again, but he planned to get a lot more before summer was done. And heād gladly pay a fortune to get them out of season if they made you react like this.
You popped the piece in his mouth, watching as the juice dribbled down his chin, and down to his neck, over the course hair of his chest. You pulled back slightly, watching the stream right next to his nipple, and you ducked down again and flattened your tongue against the firm warmth of his chest, circling the peak before tracing up again, tongue being deliciously scratched until you reached the smooth, slightly salty skin of his neck, dressed with the humidity and a thin layer of sweat.
You pressed a kiss to his jugular as he swallowed the sweet fruit, his lips parting in a gasp, waiting for what you were going to do next. The fire in his eyes grew, though, to meet yours, as his awe-struck, enamored look turned into a smirk. Curtis finally spoke up in a strained, deep voice, silky with seduction.
āYou know, Iāve got something else you can lickā¦ā
Bonus A/N: for your fantasies, brandy bean. Eat your heart out.
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Long Time Coming
Warnings: fluff, dad slash, kissing, sexual innuendos
A: idk what this is but I just kept imaging young Slash as a dad. So this was born lol hopefully itās not terrible. This is set in ā95. Think of that Howard Stern interview š«£š«£ should I write how Lily was conceived? š
When you and Slash had your daughter Lily, you thought it was the best day of your lives. After months of traveling with Slash on tour you finally had given birth to Lily. You watched Slash with her. The way he would just melt every time he saw her. It honestly made you even more attracted to him. Lily had Slashās curls and most of his features, but she had your eyes and lips. Everyone would always tell you two how much Lily looked like Slash and Slash would respond with, āBut sheās got her mommaās eyes.ā
It was his favorite part. The fact that she had your eyes and could see you in her. A little miniature version of the two of you. You two worked hard to raise her even while Slash was recording and going out on tour. Now touring with Snakepit Tensions were high with Guns right now, but today none of it mattered. Today was Lilyās third birthday. And she couldnāt wait to have her party with Slash here and see Uncle Axl. She came running down the hall toward Slash and you chuckled as you walked behind her. Her little curly pigtails bounced. She was wearing little jeans and converse and a pink shirt with butterflies on it.
āDaddy! Daddy!ā Lily yelled as she ran toward Slash. He turned. His hair was pulled back into a ponytail and he had a baseball cap on. He was wearing some horror movie t-shirt. His bracelets jingled against his arms and his necklaces hung low. He looked so fucking hot.
āLily! Baby,ā Slash smiled and leaned down scooping her up. Lily giggled and grabbed Slashās necklaces, āHappy Birthday.ā
āTank you!ā Lily giggled out. Your heart warmed as you looked at him. She had a huge grin on her face as she looked up at Slash whose eyes were just full of love for his daughter. Slash looked up at you.
āAnd look at mom. She looks beautiful,ā Slash said to Lily. You chuckled and walked over to him and kissed his cheek.
He turned your attention to you, ālook at you.ā
You were wearing a Motƶrhead t-shirt and jeans. Nothing special but he looked at you like you were the most beautiful woman heād ever seen. You looked down at your outfit and chuckled.
āIām wearing what I always wear,ā You said with a smile as you walked toward the kitchen. Slash followed behind you.
āYeah well youāre sexy,ā Slash smiled. You chuckled and started pulling food out of the fridge for the party.
āYouāre still holding our daughter,ā you said with a chuckle as you pulled plastic wrap off of platters.
āMmm,ā he covered Lilyās ear, āremember how we made her?ā
āSlash!ā You chuckled playfully. He grinned and kissed Lilyās forehead. The doorbell rang and Slash walked over to answer it. Axl was standing at the door holding presents. Slash tried to smile and Lily started giggling.
āAxl! Axl!ā Lily yelled. Slash chuckled and Axl held his hands out taking her. Soon the party was in full swing. Lily was practically death gripping Axl and you were bringing out platters of food. People were swimming in the pool and music was playing. It was beautiful.
Slash walked up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. You leaned into his touch and rested your head on his chest, āI love you.ā
You chuckled and looked up at him, āI love you too.ā
Slash turned you around and cupped our face before kissing you deeply and passionately, āwe could sneak away.ā
He mumbled against your lips. You chuckled, āitās our daughterās birthday.ā
You pulled away and looked up at him. He smiled and bit his lip. He looked around, āSheād never know.ā
You laughed again and kissed him. Lily ran over to us, āmommy! Daddy! Look at Uncle Axl.ā
Slash pulled away and looked over at Axl who had a giant knot in his hair.
āI braid,ā Lily said with a smile. Slash chuckled and picked her up. He kissed her cheek and Lily giggled.
āYou sure did, my love,ā Slash said with a smile.
You looked at them together and couldnāt help but feel complete. This was all you could have ever wanted.
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Soooooo sami šš since we are both Hawks girlies we are in agreement that he has the most sensitive wings right? The kind that would quiver and tremble when he cums and if you touch them at any point he's just instantly hard... and if you grip them whilst jerking him off his hips will buck off the bed and he whines. Right???? š«£
im so sorry it took me this long to finish it. i promise i intended to make them fuck but I got carried away into the plot iiufbiufhwjf. but you ask and i serve baby.
Hawks may be the one with wings but it was you who made him fly
Hawks x f!reader
synopsis: keigo arrives from a hellish day at work. as his sweet little girlfriend you find a way to relieve him
minors DNI. 18+ content.
word count: 2.4k (it was supposed to be a drabble...sigh)
content: hero au, established relationship, female anatomy!reader, switch!hawks,a little subby hawks but he switches at the end, handjobs, blowjobs, implied penetrative sex at the end, teasing, a bit of edging, titplay, playing with balls, cumeating, idk lmk what i missed.
a.n- well this was nasty and fun to write. this is my first time writing about him so do let me know how do you like it. not proofread well im v tired its 3 am :((
6:07 pm. The tokyo skyline has painted itself in the inkish blue, the little canvas of twilight already dwindling away while you stand in the middle of the balcony taking it all. you look up into the horizon, eyes hoping to catch a speck of red and yellow to appear that will sweep you out of your waiting game.Ā
Keigo was supposed to arrive atleast 40 mins prior, considering he gets off of duty today relatively earlier than other days. Promising an evening reserved to enjoy the pacificity of being with you ā away from the worldly issues.Ā
He usually glides through the air, slowly landing on this very balcony, pressing a fleeting kiss on your lips even before his feet touches the ground and stumbles you both inside the house. According to him ā it keeps things interesting. whatever he meant. you chuckle lightly thinking about that.Ā
Your trance of thoughts almost missed out the door knob turning and instead of the grandeur entrance of your boyfriend like some flying peter parker he is, you watch him sluggishly drag his body in.Ā
āto what do I owe such anticlimatic entrance, darling?ā, you ask amusedly, walking inside the house to greet him which soon diffuses as you realise the dark shadows under his eyes and his face worn out by a hundred years. he looks beat up.Ā
ābaby?ā¦ā, you voice in worry.
Keigo looks at you, watching him with a hint of concern playing in your eyes. you look so cute like that, he thinks. eyebrows squinted together, head slightly tilted and lips jutted together in confusion on why heās staring at you like that. your skin looking soft and as tempting to get a feel of, decorated with a purple satin loungewear.Ā
Keigo takes a step forward, closing the distance. your hands reach his face, stroking from the little stubble in his chin to the swell of his cheek. he melts in your touch, his hands finding your waist and pulling you against his body. Keigo hides his face in your neck, his breath comes out in short huffs, tickling you in the crevice between your shoulder and head.Ā
āItās been heck of a dayā, he mumbles. pity courses through you when you hear his strained voice. You comb through his slightly unruly locks, scratching the base of his scalp while he holds you flush against his body , letting a hum right against your skin.
āawe..made you work a little too hard, baby?ā you coo. One hand still raking through his hair while the other snakes around his waist, going upwards till it brushes against the base of his red, bright feathers.
The feel of your hands against his feathers jolts keigo up, a small grunt leaving his lips, still pressed against your neck. your fingers trail over his back, ghosting over his feathers before you carress them again.Ā
This time,a small, breathy moan escapes from keigo. his hands on your lower back pulls you inā as if youāre not already just a layer away from being inside his skin.Ā
You smirk, his reactions turning the cogs in your mind to play with him a bit.
āare you sensitive there, keigo?ā you asked amusedly, your finger circling the base, right where his feathers sprout out. his face is hidden against your neck but you could still make out the hint of redness that spreads over the nape.Ā
Keigo pushes himself against you, the movement causing you to feel his clothed bulge rub against your naked thigh, you let out a soft sigh. you could make out the hardness of his cock even with the clothing.
His dick strains against you and what a good girlfriend like you would do in this situationāof course help him out in his little issue.
You pull him off of you, his eyes are drooping. you press a quick kiss on his lips before looping your arms around his neck.Ā
You feel his eyes glide downwards, taking in your figure. A flimsy tank top hugs your upper body in the most alluring way possible, your nipples hardened and poking out of the fabric like two peaks, making Keigoās cock jump in his pants. The matching shorts rides up your thighs, exposing the full expanse of the plush skin under his golden eyes. you look so comfortableā¦and delectable.Ā
āshould I help you out a little? you look like you could use someā you say, a little giggle passing through your lips. his eyes are still glued on your body and you take this opportunity to slightly tug the base of his feathers, bringing his attention back to you. Keigo hisses at the sensation, his face morphing into a temporary state of pleasure whenever your fingers come in contact with his supple feathers.
āMhmmmmā, you hear him hum before his lips clash against yours. You stand there, in the middle of your hallway as keigo makes out with you, his lips languidly playing the push or pull with your lips.Ā
His hand reach down the back of your thigh and he hooks your whole leg around his waist, the position allowing him to rub his cock directly against your core. You moan into the kiss. Wanting more. But most importantly, making him feel wanted even more.
You push him towards the bedroom, both of your linked bodies stumbling under the low lights of the hallway till you reach there.
His body is manhandled onto the mattress, your figure hovering over his, as you keep on planting kisses all over his face, reaching his jaw. your mouth tilts against his while your tongue presses flat on his skin, savouring his taste. Keigo grabs your hips, needing something to ground himself from the sudden dominance youāre showing ā not that heās complaining at all.
āfuck babyā¦youāre so hot like thatā, his voice raspy and laced with yearn. You hum against his jawline, your hands tugging on the tight compression shirt he has, wanting them off his body.Ā
He obliges. Your eyes drink the way his muscles taut while he pulls the fabric off himself and tosses it somewhere you could care any less about. Your hands lay against his pecks, as your mouth finds his once again. Keigo deepens the kiss, pushing his tongue inside the cavern of your mouth, a dribble of spit escaping from your shared mouth down your chin.
Your hands reaches towards his feathers and your hands softly massages the ends of it, making keigo moan in your mouth.Ā
āfuckā¦this will make me-ā keigo squirms a little,Ā his mouth dancing more fiercely with yours. his hands squeezes your ass, making your clothed core grind in circular motions over his crotch, multiplying the sensation by tenfolds in Keigo's and your body.
āCum? just by playing with your feathers? didnāt know you were that sensitive keigo.ā you tug the ruffled plumage and Keigo almost bust a nut. his head falls backwards from the treatment and his hips inadvertently buck against your core. Your pussy lips are planted right over his dick and the way he thrusts himself upwards makes you pulsate.Ā
You look at him majestically submitting to you, so bare and vulnerable. It stirs a different feeling inside you.Ā
Top.2 hero for the world yet so weak in the knees for you. Wings so fierce yet so tamed under your touch.
ād-donāt get too ahead, youāll regret it, darlingā you hear keigo warn in between the kisses, his voice still broken and hoarse.Ā
āoh really? sure.ā you use both your hands in work. one tugs the feathers, a little rougher than previous times, while the other hand palms his cock, rubbing the palm of your hand against the head of his cock. Keigo moans unashamedly, having his sensitive feathers played like that.
Ā ādoesnāt look like it thoughā his little moans vibrates against your skin
Thatās what you love about keigo. He may act tough and smug but will not be slightest bit of ashamed to vocalise his feelings during sex. Starting from little grunts to lewd moans ā he drawls all of them. The little shake in his voice makes your pussy throb painfully, wanting nothing more than to sink yourself in him and drown yourself in pleasure while holding him tightly within.Ā
Your hands trail upwards towards the belt of his pants, peeling them out of his skin. His cock is swollen, the veins roped around the shaft popping angrily, hard as it sprung up, slamming against his stomach. The sight already enough for you to gush your arousal on his lap.Ā
you wrap your hands around his base, feeling his cock twitch upon the feel of your skin. Keigo tenses with the touch, exhaling audible breaths. His hands reach your shoulders, dropping the strap of the thin tank top.Ā
He could see your tits slightly jiggle from the movements and his mouth wanted nothing more than to wrap itself around your pert buds.Ā
You move your hands in rhythm ā twisting and squeezing your hand in a way that he absolutely loves. A move that always gets him off. Your hands reaches the top of his shaft, his tip is angled beautifully, pre-cum falling of the slit endlessly. You run your thumb against the skin, pressing into the little slit.Ā
Keigo hisses again, his hands reflexively grabs your hair and tugs it.Ā
āF-fuck, donātā¦ā
you smirk at his reaction, smearing the pre-cum around the cockhead, reaching down the frenulum. while your hands work its wonders, his deft ones tugs your tank top down, releasing your tits from the confines. He kneads the soft moundsā¦pinching and rolling the nipples with his thick fingers.
The whole scene is lewd and pornographic ā both of your hands working against each other to pleasure. Yours on his cock, stroking up and down in a steady rythm, occasionally squeezing the tip while his finds your tits to massage and jiggle it under his palm. Straight out of a sex tape.
You fondle his balls. It feels hot and heavy on your hands while you massage them. his muscle tenses, fighting every nerve to not spill his release yet. Stretching the seconds to imprint the feel of your hands. He reaches your shorts, his hands glides under them and reaching your cunt.Ā
āYouāre so wet, baby. Seeing me like this gets you off?ā he uses two of his fingers to separate the lips, his middle finger stroking the slit of your pussy all the way to the bundled nerve. he flicks it with one hand, earning a whimper from you. Keigo might get tamed under you momentarily but he still has the power to keep you on your toes as well.
His hands on you feels like heaven but you had a mission to accomplish. You get off his lap, kneeling right in front of him. Resting your hands on his thighs, you sink your mouth in his cock ā sending keigo on the brink of orgasm right then and there.
āOh shitā¦baby waitā¦ā you move your mouth, your tongue kitten licks the head and moves down. His hands rest on the sides of your head while you bob un and down on his cock.Ā
āYouāre so beautiful, baby. Look at your feathers all ruffled and disheveled. So so pretty.āĀ
Keigo could feel his heart hammering at your words. He always thought his love for you had reached the threshold way above the earth but you just had to prove it wrong. Looking at you gazing him with the doe eyes, your hands working deft magic to play with him on the edge of release, you were indeed the one with wings. Wings from the above. A descendent of heaven tailored specifically for him.Ā
āWhat a perfect little baby I gotā he muses. You lay your tongue flat against his shaft, engulfing the whole length in your mouth, the ends of it reaching your throat. Your nose tickling with the untrimmed golden pubic hair decorating his pelvis. You tilt your mouth sideways, sucking more of him while your hands under plays with his balls. They twitch under your hands, begging for the release. You remove your mouth after licking the entirety of his length, his pre-cum smeared sheen on your lips. His wings flap and wraps around you. The sharp ends of the feather trailing the naked body of yours.Ā
You smirk devilishly before grabbing a handful of his feathers, tugging it from the ends, sending a trail of shock right to his spine which gushed down between his legs.Ā
Keigo watches you wink at him before licking your bottom lips to get a taste of his pre-cum. The sight breaking the straw that was holding him. With a final twitch, keigo cums. Strings of white rope decorates your palm while you work him through the release, occasionally licking his heavy cum from his opening.Ā
Keigo feels lightheaded. His body still tingling from the sensation of your hands and mouth. He looks at you giggling, your eyes crinkled with amusement and satisfaction while you lick a handful of his cum off your hand. Fucking hell.Ā
ādo you feel better, babe?ā you massage his thighs in hopes of taking care of him. He pulls you back into the bed. A quick kiss pressed against your lips ā āwell you did take a great care of me, I canāt deny. Certainly the best part about my dayā his nose brushed against your cheek and you felt like your heart bloomed a batch of roses, specifically for him.Ā
āIm glad I could be of help, darlingā your hand rakes his hair and you kiss his cheek. You feel his hands wrap around your waist, gilding down to the dips of your hips.Ā
āthank you so much baby. butā¦ā Keigo turns you around in a split second, grabbing your hips to arch your back. Your ass hiked up in the air for him. His quick fingers tug the elastic of your shorts, peeling it off your skin, displaying your ass in full glory.Ā
He grabs a handful in his hands, spreading them apart to peek at your pussy lips, slick with your arousal, the gaping hole contracting. waiting for its turn to fucking bust. Ā
āwouldnāt it be a shame if I didnāt return the favour to you?ā Keigo drags his length over the stripe of your pussy. pushing the tip inside slightly, drawing a moan from you.
Itās gonna be a long, fucking night.
a.n.2-> i just saw that he lives in a public security supply room LMAOAOAOAO more reasons for me to put him in a high rise penthouse where he fucks and lives to his heartās content.
tagging @pastelle-rabbit because i promised her (here you go sweets), @stsgluver (my baby), if you want to be in my taglist hmu!!!
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Quickie in the car with yuj in the most recent picsš baby girl doesn't care that someone's driving the two of youš like BeyoncĆ© once saidāļø driver roll up the partition please.
Baby just needs some good head after her hectic schedules and you being the best girlfriend will provide š
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ehehudhshcj idk which anon this is i think they forgot to put their emoji in? š but AHE I LIKE THIS ASK š¼š¼ but iām sorry this was a bit lacking iām still tryna get back into it šš
[cw: exhibitionism.]
tbh to me yujinnie feels like sheād have some class most of the time and keep her urges for until the two of you get back home but when she really, really needs you? yeah, all that āclassā is thrown out the window!! š„° one moment youāre chilling at the back of the car after a long day of activites and youād think you were falling asleep but then yujin suddenly puts your hand on her crotchā¦ and youād whip your head so fast just to see yujin and those cute puppy eyes and that pout just begging for you to touch her š„ŗš„ŗ baby doesnāt even have to say anything or say āpleaseāāyou were more than willing to comply, being the whore that you are for her š«£
and then you were unzipping her pants, rubbing your palm on her bulge in a way that got her twitchingā¦ she shivers when your pretty, cold hand slides underneath her boxers and start jerking her off slowly, just to get her harder.. ā(y/n)-ah, donāt teaseā¦ā ugh she was so eager that sheād hump against your hand slightly, not being able to help her desire for you :((
and youāre right anon! yujin wouldnāt care that somebody else was in the carābabyās impatient enough to just grab you by the back of your head and shove your mouth down to her cock, your gagging and moaning only making her want you more šµāš«šµāš« sheās gripping your hair, pulling you up and then pushing you back down not letting you catch your breath at all bcs she needs to cum so bad ā¹ļø
āj-just like that.. good..! good, babyā¦!ā ugh sheād be so cute whining about how good she feels bcs of you š£š£ yk sheād definitely pull your hair up so it wasnāt all over your face! plus she knew how much it turned you on whenever she tugs on it š definitely has to cover up her mouth as she shoots her load down your throat š but that muffled moan still sounds as sweet to your ears that you just have to swallow every single drop of her cum and give her tip a little kiss as you pull away from her cock š„°
and i know she gets super clingy after cumming bcs after you get her all settled sheās cuddling up to your side and being cute! whispering all the things sheād do to you once the two of you get home š«£š«£
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WAIT I HAVE A THOUGHT! ok i have two i think it could turn into more but price using his military rank to either a) get someone to back off of sunshine!reader and marissa OR b) sunshine calls him captain during sex OR c) HE USES IT IN BOTH OF THOSE SITUATIONS IN THE SAME FIC šš ā¦are those weird? idk but if you feel up to it this is a request for you to work your magic on this please and thank you
A/N: uhm, don't look at me nonnie, I got too carried awayš«£
Rank me
Summary; As a Captain, Price has an air of authority not everyone does. One day when he returns from base, he finally makes you admit why you find that trait of his particular attractiveĀ
Pairing: Cpt. John Price x reader (sunshine!universe)
Rating: Mature
CHAPTER NO/ONESHOT: OnehsotĀ
Word count; 9.3k
Warnings; smut (18+, no minors please), captain!kink, vaginal fingering, p in v, unprotected sex, slight edging, d/s themes,
Author;Ā @the-goddess-of-mischief-writingā
SUNSHINE UNIVERSE MASTERLIST
You sit opposite John, elbow resting against the armrest, head propped up by your fingers. He's seated in one of the two armchairs on the other side of your coffee table while you're sitting on your couch. A folder rests partly on the armrest of his seat and the unoccupied armchair beside him. A few more maps, although closed, were placed on the table.Ā
You're not nosy with John's work, so the seemingly inconspicuous folders aren't what's gotten your attention. The man reading through them does.
John's elbow relaxes on the armrest while his lower back is curved, sunken into his seat, legs spread with feet planted firmly on the ground.Ā
You'd tried to remind him of his posture, knowing he probably would complain about his back if he sat like that for too long. When you had, those blue eyes had flickered to yours with an appreciative look as he repositioned himself straight. However, he didn't last like that for long before slowly melting downwards again, retaking his 'I have a bad back but won't do anything about it pose'.
Although, as you now watch him working, it isn't a chide resting on your tongue.
John has returned to active duty, the past week being his first one back since he extended his issued downtime by a week after his most recent deployment, the one during late summer. You learned there's a big difference between active duty and deployed, never even coming close to either despite that martial course you took a few years back. The former meant you often were stationed on your home base, able to go back and forth home if you desired, much like ordinary work. The latter entailedĀ 'a little field trip'Ā as John worded it.
Today, John came to your place as soon as he got off from base, much like he'd done a few times during the week.Ā
You didn't fuss about spending less time with him than when he was on leave. Not only was it John's job, but there were no regulations for contacting him, so he called the days you didn't meet. Often, the description of his day was brief, only defined somewhat if anything varied from his typical routine. John was usually more interested in how you were and whether you'd done something interesting. If your day had been equally bland, he enjoyed just listening to whatever was on your mind. Today, however, no phone call replaced his absence.
You and John planned to spend the weekend together at your place, and much like he'd promised, he called you once on his way. But, rather than a simple heads-up, he also informed you he would bring some paperwork, his superiors pushing a last-minute request upon him as he was about to leave. You suspected he was permitted to leave base with the documents through his involvement in the 141, not solely because his response ideally -another word for required-Ā would be reported back tonight.Ā
You've learned a great deal about how John likes to work, even if you've been fortunate to develop your relationship with him in a particularly deployment-free time window of his.Ā
He prefers keeping work and home separate, not wanting the two words to bleed together in favour of your relationship. John explained why when you didn't understand his frustration about bringing some work with him back home during your earlier call.
Deployments cut into your shared time as it fits, the two of you having to work aroundĀ itĀ rather than the other way around. Therefore, he intends to limit workĀ to baseĀ to savour your time while on active duty or ahead of a leave. If that meant staying a day or so longer after returning from a mission where logistics needed to be taken care of, as he'd done during the summer and your first extended period apart, he said he would make that choice. And if there's an increased load of executive planning and paperwork due to an upcoming operation, his approach is the same.
He explained that, in the past, he'd very much blurred the lines, seeing how being alone and doing nothing for long periods left him restless. But with you in the picture, John tried to balance it. And just like that, you understood his dilemma tonight. He didn't want to make it a habit: filling the time he spent with you working.
You'd tried to compromise, not that you technically could, as he needed to finish his report no matter what.Ā But, you tried to ease John's mind, telling him that sometimes it happened, just like it probably would for you. That was why you also proposed spending time in each other's company by working on your separate stuff, so he didn't feel like he took time away from you.Ā
For you, that was just fine. It had already been an informal workday for you, meaning no meetings and no contact with clients, simply organising stuff and getting ahead on projects for the upcoming week. Continuing with that for a bit longer was no problem.
Your sluggish day of labour was apparent, as you hadn't even changed out of your sleeping shirt. Neither had you scampered to get a pair of pants when John knocked on your door, favouring to simply greeting him as you were.
He'd been surprised at seeing your state of undressed,Ā ratherĀ bare-legged with only underwear beneath his black t-shirt, one of those he left behind earlier during the week.Ā
Though not surprisedĀ like him,Ā you were as delighted as all the other days he'd stopped by, spoiled rotten with seeing him dressed like this.
Like most days this week, that implied some getup per military standard. Today, John wore fitted cargo pants and an army sweater that got the quarter-zip open, offering a view of the tight-fitted shirt beneath it.
He'd greeted you in his same old fashion, aĀ 'hello, love'Ā as he stepped forward and over the threshold to meet you with a kiss. What followed, however, was a hummedĀ 'can get used to bein' greeted like this'Ā against your lips as he parted from you.Ā
He'd ushered you backwards to let him enter and hide you from any potential neighbours passing by your entrance to see your scantily clad figure.
You didn't object as he closed the door behind him and put down his bag before kneeling to unlace his heavy boots. Instead, your eyes had flittered over his haunched form as he rucked loose his laces before standing straight again, hooking the back of his shoes beneath his toes and stepping out of them.Ā
He'd followed you into your living room then, deciding to sit opposite you to avoid disturbing the corner you'd set up on the couch, where your computer and blue-light glasses waited.Ā
Currently, your laptop rests on a pillow in your lap. The glasses you'd invested in, purely because of the copious amount of time you spent before a screen through work, resting on the bridge of your nose. Yet, you're currently using neither as you should.Ā
The same black standby screen stares at you now as when you'd gone to greet John when he arrived two hours ago. And, your glasses don't serve their purpose of shielding your vision from electronic lights, concerning your attention is directed towards the burly figure of a man sitting so leisurely opposite you.
You hadn't seen John in his work clothes many times. Technically, you'd never seen himĀ geared upĀ and probably never would. So, the closest thing you would get was the standard dressing code he needed to adhere to on base. Up until this week, you'd barely even seen that.
Whereas now and for a few months ahead, the military would cling to him whenever he came around straight from work and spent the night, leaving in a similar-styled fashion in the morning concerning active duty often meant early mornings on base for John, either for a workout regime, meetings or supervising cadets. Between those instances, while unwinding with you, he changed into something more comfortable.
That was why your time of admiring John in these clothes was brief. And yet today, you got to indulge in one of the considerably fewer instances when he didn't immediately change after greeting you and borrowing your shower. In fact, this night was aĀ totalĀ break in the routine.
Your eyes drop to the bag beside the armchair John occupies.Ā
He'd said he would take his usual post-work-freshening-up shower after finishing the most pressing report. But, he'd gotten stuck in the typical workflow that was difficult to break, reaching for another map of documents rather than the bag resting by his feet. Maybe you should've reminded him, but you didn't.Ā
The honourable reason? You didn't want to disturb John when noting the pile of documents to read had staggered to a measly two compared to the stack he'd brought. The selfish reason making your attention strayĀ considerablyĀ more than his laser-focused one? You wanted to savour his appearance a bit longer.Ā
You knew the visible neckline of the shirt beneath his sweater teased about what was underneath, namely a compression shirt fitted to accentuate John's muscled torso rather than hide it, a sight drool-worthy by itself.Ā ButĀ the jumper wasn't a villain for hiding it. In your opinion, it added to it, making the blue-eyed man appear even broader than he already was, as if he could envelop you simply with his frame, tucking you within the expanse of his shoulders.Ā
Despite how John managed to look so good in clothes produced for durability rather than fashion, it wasn't necessarilyĀ the clothesĀ makingĀ you unable to rip your eyes off of him.
As always, your eyes drag over John's body until your gaze latches onto the embroiders littered over the sweater.Ā
On the upper part of his chest, in an easily read, nothing fancy, standard military font, the precise writing ofĀ PriceĀ is visible. The lettering, placed square in sight on his right pectoral, stands out in a lighter blue text rather than the dark navy composing the sweater. On the opposite side, in the same-letter style,Ā SAS.Ā Sewn onto the right arm of his jumper is a badge-like British flag, so his unit's emblem. Symbols stating his rank also adorn his clothing, marks that your civilian eye probably wouldn't be able to interpret if you didn't already know he was a Captain.
ThatĀ is why you like seeing John in his work attire.Ā
The air around him changes. His typical calm stoicism tenfolds, acting as a reminder that his presence demandsĀ respect.Ā
It wasn't a shift that screamed for attention, not hollered as a command to notice. You believe it's because it simply blends with John's personality at homeĀ so well. Either his work-life had engrained it into his DNA, so it always was a part of him no matter where he went. Or those traits had always been his fortes, even before serving in the military. You didn't know for sure which was correct.Ā
Nonetheless, John's calm, secure and disciplined persona reached new heights. HeĀ lookedĀ like a man in charge.Ā
It wasĀ almostĀ mortifying how affected you got when he dressed like this. And yet, it was justĀ somethingĀ about John in dark blue or army green attires, with his rank so underwhelmingly stated but so evidentlyĀ sensed,Ā that made a part of you quiver in excitement.
Yeah, thatĀ CaptainĀ John Price was a weakness of yours was clear as fucking day.
"You doing good over there, Captain?" Blue eyes shift from the papers he held over his lap to meet your gaze.Ā
You always revel in how swiftly his attention shifts to you when you use his rank. You didn't do it often. After all, at home, he wasn'tĀ Captain. But sometimes, even you used the alias.Ā
"Mm, all good, love". John's answer was slow, eyes flickering over you before nodding, his eyes falling to the paper before him again.
"The Captain fancying a cup of tea?"Ā
This time, John didn't move his head. He only glanced up, almost watching you through his eyebrows. "Wouldn't mind". The reply was short, his voice rough. Not grumpy, annoyed or anything like that. SimplyĀ profound.
You flash him a smile, pushing your computer aside and setting your glasses on the keyboard. As you stand from the couch, you stretch your legs.Ā
You catch John's eyes lowering and youĀ betĀ he didn't abstain from trailing them down your bare legs as you jostle the tingles out of them. Smiling to yourself, you head into the kitchen.
Fine, sometimes youĀ mayĀ use his rank solely for his reaction.Ā
You argue heĀ shouldn'tĀ react like that. It's understandable he barely reacts to it when the boys of 141 use it just as much as his government name when addressing him. He must be used to it. So sure, surprise could be the reason in your instance. At the same time, itĀ shouldn't,Ā regarding it holds no value,Ā no substance, when you use his rank.
Still, you've noticed it seemingly carriesĀ someĀ weight.
The most common reaction you'd gathered was how swiftly you earned his attention. Nearly every time, you suppressed a grin at how it worked like clockwork. A sharp flicker of his eyes, gazeĀ intense. You've also noticed how his head cock, eyes seemingly searching yours before they often slipped down your figure as he returned to whatever had his attention previously.Ā And thenĀ it was how John eventually answered you. Sometimes, he cleared his throat before speaking, others not. Both choices provide a reply of comparable nature. Without exceptions, his voice wasĀ deep.Ā
John's smokey, baritone voice was always pleasant to listen to. There were no edges, even though he wasn't afraid to remain silent between his sentences. And when he filled those with the occasional hum, a purr threatened to spill from your lips to how the low cord melted like liquid gold into your ears. And yet, his voice usually became gruffer when he spoke as a Captain in a professional setting.Ā
You'd registered it when he once had taken a phone-call to book a time for a meeting with someone named Laswell or when he reprimanded one of the guys in a borderline-serious manner when you met them at a pub during one of their parallel leaves. The firmness in those deeply spoken sentences wasn't present when you dropped a 'Captain' while talking to him.Ā
But there was something else. Something under your skin justĀ beggingĀ you to consider it's awfully close to a particular lustful drawl of John's.Ā TheĀ one you regard as utterly and painfully arousing. If not for the truth, then for your lustful desires.
You lean against the counter as you wait for the water to boil, arms crossed over your chest.Ā
Facing the living room, you watch the only fascinating thing there.Ā
John just about placed the stack of papers he'd been reading back into its corresponding map, leaning forward to position it on top of the rest. Leaning back again, you notice how he sighs from the quick movement of his chest while opening the last lacklustre folder beside him. Leaving it open, John takes out the reports by gripping its stapled corner, swiftly picking up the reading again. As he does, he notches his thumb beneath his jaw, index finger swiping back and forth over his lower lip, brows pulling together.Ā
If not for the kettle signalling it's ready, you would've gotten stuck there, rooted in place as you take in the sight of the incredibly handsome man,Ā yourĀ handsome man, so engrossed in his work.Ā
Preparing your respective beverages is easy. The task is something you've done countless times by now. So, within minutes, you're heading towards the seating arrangement with your respective mugs.
John notices your presence before his attention shifts to you, noticeable from how he pulls his stretched-out leg back towards him so you can step between his seat and the coffee table. Yet those blues flicker to you with an appreciative look right before you turn to settle his cup of tea on the tabletop.Ā
You set the mug down momentarily, reaching for a protective coaster. Placing the circular piece of wood close to the cup, you rearrange it to rest atop it instead.Ā
ThatĀ could'veĀ been it. You could've just wandered back to your seat, either in an attempt to work or admire the view again. ButĀ no.
"There you go, Captain". You shift to face John with an innocent smile, gesturing to the cup from where steam curls upwards, filling the closest proximity of air with a spicy but soft scent of herbs. His hand has fallen from his jaw. Now, it rests on top of the folder at the armrest as he gazes at you, blues-eyesĀ trulyĀ observing you.Ā
You don't know why the seemingly innocent eye contact makes you squirm. But from how John watches you, a feverish sensation rushes through your body, heating you from the inside under the scrutiny of his gaze.
The concoction of having John dressed like he is, watching you as he does and your lecherous imagination does wonders to lighten your belly on fire. You bite your lip, about to return to your seat, when John sits up, abruptly halting your attempt.
The swift thought of 'he's reaching for his mug' is wiped away immediately as he instead reaches forĀ you.Ā
He circles the back of your neck with his big hand and tugs you down enough to meet him in a kiss. A soft, surprised noise vibrates against his lips, your eyes widening in reaction to his unexpected action, as opposed to his, which slips close.
"Such a darlin' to me, you know that?" John hums the word against your lips. And even if you like doing these small things for him because you see how much he enjoys them, your breath hitches, making John's eyes flutter open.Ā
When meeting your still wide-eyed expression, his lips bow upwards beneath his beard before his hand falls from your neck.Ā ThisĀ time, he reaches for the mug.Ā
As you straighten, your cup clutched against your stomach, John slouches backwards again.
"It's nothing", you reply to the man who looks too fucking indecent for still being fully dressed from the way his thighs fall outwards.
"It's everythin'", John insists. Your heart makes a dangerous leap as his baritone voice travelsĀ straightĀ down.Ā
The way he's watching you doesn't helpĀ at fucking allĀ as you feel a surging need to squeeze your legs together, something that would be embarrassingly noticeable from John's position.Ā
Rather than answering, mouth incredibly dry all of a sudden, you only return his appreciation with a small smile.
That his eyes follow you when you head back to your seat is apparent, your heart continuing its elevated rhythm with each step you take and his attention on your back. But when you sit down, facing him again, he's back to reading, the mug resting against his thigh.
Much like John, youĀ shouldĀ go back to work. But you don't need to look at your computer to know your last sliver of motivation has disappeared. Your attention undividedly on something elseĀ entirely.
You shuffle in your seat, one leg bent and resting on the cushioned seat beneath you, the other pulled close to your body with your foot planted on the couch. It makes you lean slightly to the side and the pillows you'd stacked for a makeshift edge towards the couch's middle.
Unable not to, your eyes flitter over John's form as you nurse your drink.Ā
His legs spread wide, trapping your gaze to glide over his crotch more than once, especially as he readjusts his position, hips doing that slight upwards jut as he makes himself more comfortable. You also follow his action of occasionally raising the mug to his mouth, his eyes never leaving the paper as he does.Ā
You watch as he sets down the documents on his leg to switch to the next side with the same hand, not desiring to go through the action of leaning forward, putting down the cup of tea, only to retrieve it to situate himself again.
Eyes remaining on the cup, you remark how John's big hand wraps around it, having no trouble encasing more than half of it. You compare it to how you hold your cup. One hand grabs the ear while your other hand curves along the opposing side.
When he raises the mug to his mouth, you follow the move, gaze lingering on his face even though he lowers it not soon after.Ā
You map the line of his beard, the purse of his lips, and how his eyes move from the left to the right as he follows the sentences on the paper.
And then, John's eyes flicker upwards, catching your blatant staring. Amusement flickers to life in those blues when you don't even try to play it off before he adverts his gaze down to the paper.Ā
"You're starin', love". John remarks. The cup of tea is brought to his lips as his attention remains on the document.
"Just enjoying the view", you shrug.Ā Not untrue.Ā
John's brows arch. Not much later, as if wanting to finish a sentence, his head tilts upwards to look at you. "That so?"
"Mhm", you flash him a brief smile before you raise your mug to your lips, sipping its contents. His eyes narrow briefly.Ā
Even though you can't think of anything odd in your reaction, John apparently does.Ā
"Is there somethin' more?"
Your heart jumps. "No, you're free to continue working", you try deflecting John's attempt at making you explain what's on your mind. Apparently, you only succeeded in catching his attentionĀ more.
"I'm done". John states, making your brows jump and eyes flicker downwards, not having noticed he was on the last page of a considerably thinner stack of papers, unlike the previous ones.Ā
"Weren't you instructed to report back?" Your gaze shifts back to his face.
"Taken some notes. I'll send a mail later before goin' to bed". John replies promptly, meanwhile restoring the papers in their proper order. As he places the stack back in its map and drops it on top of the other finished ones on the table, he speaks. "Now I want to hear about what you're tip-toein' around 'cause it doesn't seem like nothin'".Ā
"No, really, it's nothing important".Ā
John cocks his head, brows raising in a silent inquiry.
You refuse to believe it's the 'men in uniform' curse amongst civilians. YouĀ knowĀ that's not the case, seeing how you don't find all soldiers good-lookingĀ just because,Ā onlyĀ John.Ā Even so, you detest the thought of seeming disrespectful, fearing you reduced his career path to a mere point of attraction. It was one thing allowing it to fuel your imagination. But to admit it aloud? ToĀ John? Yeah,Ā no.
You reach for the case of your glasses, popping it open with ease and inserting the specs. Placing them on top of your now closed laptop, you scoop them up and stand, about to discard the items in your bedroom.
The action was not impulsive. You always put your device on charge once John arrives. Today, it understandably changed to when he finished the reports he'd brought. Yet you didn't get that far, stopped unexpectedly by his voice.
"Sit". Your body stalls, brows raising. When you don't do as John says, his head cocks, fingers rapping against the armrest as he motions to the seat you just stood from with a nod. This time, you follow his request. "Talk to me, love. What's on your mind?"
Your fingers clutch your computer briefly before you reluctantly set it down on your coffee table. You sip your tea, searching for your words.
Upon your silence,Ā stalling, an urging 'hm?'Ā stems from John.
"I just, you know, think you look good today".
"Do I look any different today than otherwise?" He inquires. You don't think he means to interrogate you, but it feelsĀ justĀ like that from how he watches you closely from his seat. It makes you squirm, raising your mug to your lips again before you answer.
"Well, you gotĀ thoseĀ on".
John hums softly, a sound of acknowledgement. And, ever as keen, he figures out what your haphazard motions to his attire imply. "You like the clothes". It's more of a statement than a question, but you give him a nod anyway.
"They look good on you".
"That's what got you so worked up?"
"I'm not-"
"YouĀ are", he muses, cutting off your sentence as he leans forward, forearms resting on his knees as he places his mug on the coaster. "Those glasses you're religiously stubborn about using have been more off your face than not despite that laptop of yours being right in front of your face", he points out.Ā
Your brows pull together, lips parting as a protest isn't far away. But John beats you to it.
"No need denyin', I've noticed you starin' at me more than that screen of yours. Then we can't forge 'bout your teasin'".
This time, your brows genuinely furrow. "I haven't teased you?".
His head tilts to the side. "No? Could think I never left base with how much you've used my rank tonight, love".Ā
Oh,Ā oh.Ā John thinks your use of his rank is teasing.Ā SoĀ itĀ mustĀ mean something different when you use it.Ā Not just in your imagination, then.Ā Regardless of discovering this, you don't know how to react to John's admittance. You still feel like a mouse being toyed with by a cat.
He watches you expectantly as if waiting for you to speak up. Instead, your fingers only rap against your mug before raising itĀ again.
You tip your cup, yet no liquid reaches your lips. Your eyes flicker downwards as you lower it, noticing its emptiness.Ā
The nervous sips you'd taken off your tea have apparently drained it quicker than you anticipated.Ā
Much like a mouse making a break for it each time the cat releases it, you don't hesitate to stand and head into the kitchen to discard your mug, seizing the chance to escape John's heavy gaze and probing for enough time you don't fumble for an answer.
What you don't expect is the footsteps following you into the kitchen. But you should've. The cat never lets its prey get too far away.
Naturally, you look over your shoulder.
John moves so assuredly. There's a slight sway to his hips, strides not hurried despite covering the same distance as you in a much more rapid fashion. Confidence,Ā he oozes it from the very way he carries himself.
There's no denying that such a mass moving withĀ suchĀ practised ease is on the verge of terrifying.Ā But the thrill harbours an indisputable excitement, especially as your eyes briefly meet John's blue ones, calm but bright with intrigue.
You turn forward as you reach the kitchen counter, putting your mug in the sink, attempting to hide how he affects you. But believing you could hide from an elite soldier in plain sight is foolish.Ā
The hairs on your neck stand when John steps up behind you.
He sets his mug beside yours before his hands settle on the counter. With one hand at either side of you, his shoulders haunch to eclipse yours, making your heartĀ thumpĀ in your chest.
"Indulge me. What about the clothes you like so much it got you behavin' like this?"Ā
"Uhm-". Your thoughts screech to a halt as you flail for something to say. Admitting just how much John in these clothes affects you brushes on mortifying. "The way it fits you, I guess", you settle on in the end.
"You guess?". John repeats close to your ear.
Pride and a certain level of amusement roll off of him in waves, seeping right through your back, worming itself to your front only to nestle in your chest. Rather than installing the same emotions in you, they fuel your desireĀ andĀ jittery nerves.
"Love?" He gently encourages you to detail your answer, causing you to bite your inner cheek, rolling the meat between your molars. You may be tentative to admit your inner thoughts. But, it's stillĀ JohnĀ with his incredibly calm and soothing self that puts you at ease and finally makes you relent.
"They just make you feel stronger, more authoritative-"
"Authoritative?" If you would've faced John, his inquisitive look would've met you. AndĀ yet, you don't even need to, feeling it burn into the side of your head as his ducked head angles towards you. You see it out of your peripheral, how he gazes at you, but you persistently stare directly forward as you give him a slight nod.
You swallow, worrying that you overstepped as you tried explaining the indecent thoughts wrecking your brain without spewing their true nature as blatantly as they arise.Ā
Assuming that's the reason for John's momentary silence, he surprises you when he finally speaks.
"You know, love", he hums, airy and amused. Your eyes drop, following his hands as they trail up the stone counter until they settle on top of yours. His fingers worms in between your slender ones. "IĀ haveĀ noticed how remarkably much you've been staring, howĀ handsyĀ you've been when I come home like this".Ā
Body lightening on fire, a warm rush sweeps through you, the sound of blood suddenly pounding noticeably in your ears as you duck your head.Ā Had you? YouĀ hadn't even thought so.
"Nothing to fluster about".
"Well,Ā I do", you bite back, but there's no venom to your words, only embarrassment that you hadn't hidden your desire well enough, even if it was to an elite soldier you'd lost to.Ā The mouse would forever lose to the cat.
"Why?"
"Because it'sĀ wrong,Ā John. Just because you fit too bloody good dressed like a Captain, it shouldn't turn me on this fucking much".Ā Thank godĀ you're not looking at him. You would've sunken through the floor.
"I remember you mentioned somethin' like that the night we met".Ā
"I said that you suit being a Captain,Ā notĀ that it turns me on". John's exhale borders on a groan and your brows knit together when you catch it.
"Remember you called meĀ thatĀ as well". John brushes past the admittance in your sentence as if it's nothing. "Caught me off-guard the first time". He nudges your head from the side, hands tightening over yours.Ā
"Why?" You breathe, realising his voice has dropped into a husky depth. It only did that when his arousal stirred, which sparked your curiosity enough to repress your humiliation.
"Sounded so wrong from you, a civvie callin' me by rank. But I couldn't deny I liked it". John's face falls into your neck, placing a kiss beneath your ear as he drops a fraction of his weight against your back. Still, it's enough to cage you to the counter and feel his hardening cock against your rear. Your eyes widen. "And then you said it while I was stuffin' that cunt of yours. Bloody hell, I almost lost my head when you called me Captain all stunningly dishevelled beneath me". A surprised gasp rips from your throat at John's words curl along the shell of your ear while he shoves his growing erection against you.
"What are you saying?" Your chest heaves at the end of your sentence as John rubs himself against the plush swell of your ass from behind.Ā
"I'm tellin' you, despiteĀ how wrongĀ it is, that I like when you call me Captain". He husks into your ear, usingĀ yourĀ wording from earlier.Ā
John steadily grinds against you, pressing you further into the counter's edge. Instinctually, you arch against him, but one of his hands swiftly grabs your hip, forcing youĀ down.Ā
"Love, I wanna try somethin' out", he hums. "Tell me if it gets too much. Understood?" There's no hesitancy in John's voice, only an alluring reassurance and passion that pikes your interest.
"Yeah, alright".Ā
"Yes,Ā what?"
"Yes, John, I understand". You whine, curiosity eating you from the inside, yet he only tsks at you.
"You know what to call me". You inhale sharply.Ā Fuck, could he be talking about? He is.Ā You swallow, mind reeling as you realise John's alluding to something you've only entertained as fantasy. And yet, his rank solely remains a heavy,Ā dirtyĀ thought. "Come on, love, know you want to".Ā
You swallow, eyes wide and staring forward. John must sense your hesitancy as his hand rucks the shirt you're wearing upwards, baring your ass. Attempting to coax you, he shoves his bulge straight into your scantily covered pussy.
"IĀ wantĀ you to say it, m'not goin' any further until you do. Both of us must want this".Ā ThatĀ does the trick. You wouldn't pass up on this chance.
"C-Captain".
"Whole sentence, love".
"I understand, Captain".
"Good girl". He praises you. "Now, you'll take what I give".
"Oh", you breathe out as a violent shiver runs down your spine and the muscles attaching to the back of your head quiver.Ā
John's not only igniting something so perfectly inside your body. He also flips a switch in your head with his commanding voice,Ā preciselyĀ the one that made his authoritative nature as a Captain so attractive.Ā
"From your reaction, it seems you don't mind bein' ordered around". John breathes into your ear. "Is that correct?"
"Don't mind".Ā
The man behind you releases a hum as he tests your reply by nudging his foot against your right ankle. You can feel him smirk at how you react, widening your stance one foot at a time without any resistance. Even when John presses himself against your back andĀ continuesĀ forward by bending over you until you're flat against the kitchen counter, you don't resist him.Ā Ā
"So pliant, aren't you?" One of his hands releases yours, yet you continue pressing it against the stone. His fingers trail up your now bent arm, over your shoulder and along the curve of your body until his fingers curl around your waist.
You nod swiftly, only catching the faintest reflection of the movement even though your cheek rests against the polished stone surface. He chuckles at your hasty reply, the sound cracking up the length of your spine.
"Mhm, stay like that now". John instructs, standing straight with a squeeze to your hand that, up until now, remained intertwined with his.Ā Ā
His fingers run along your clothed spine until it reaches your bared lower vertebral, then your ass until it dips between your legs from behind, pressing into the seam of your underwear.
"Fuckin' hell, you've gotten this wet already? So desperate for your Captain, eh?" You whimper as he pushes against the damp fabric, the material pressing into your folds.Ā
"Yes, John-Captain!" You correct yourself as he slaps your pussy upon the slip-up. The tap of his palm doesn't hurt but acts as a reminder. Nevertheless, it sends a jolt of pleasure up your spine, making you squirm.
"Two rules, love", he remarks. "One, for now, it'sĀ Captain.Ā Two, if you don't keep still, I'll stop touchin' you, leavin' you all pent up, just like this, right here", he makes clear. As if daring you to obey, a gentle test calculating how much you really want this, his thumb shallowly probes against your core. Your eyes snap shut, teeth digging into your bottom lip, a forced exhale escaping your lungs as you concentrate on not rocking backwards while fabricating a reply.
"Y-yes, Captain".
As if content with your wordsĀ andĀ actions, John steps away. Despite the loss of contact, you remain in your position.Ā
Your pulseĀ thrumsĀ as you listen to John, picking up on the shift of clothes and the sound of a zipper. Your anticipation skyrockets as he doesn't hurry his movements, taking his sweet time before he touches you again. When he does, he pulls down your panties until the elastic band digs into the middle of your thighs.
A shuddering breath escapes your lungs when nothing separates John's fingers from your exposed wetness. He runs two fingers up and down almost leisurely until one digit firmly pushes against your clit in a circular sweep. The sudden attention to your throbbing bundle of nerves sends neurons flying.
You don't even know on what scientific level it's possible to stop an involuntary reaction, but just as you feel your lower back muscles tightening, you slam the flatness of your palm against the counter with aĀ 'shit'Ā as youĀ try.
You wouldn't count it as moving, but youĀ didĀ twitch upon the surprising pressure against your clit. And as John pulls away, placing his hand on the small of your back, you whine in defeat,Ā knowingĀ he caught it too.
"What was that?".Ā
"Nothing,Ā nothing,Ā please, Captain, I'll be good". You don't even realise what you say yourself as you plead with John. HeĀ couldn'tĀ leave you there. You would possiblyĀ explode.
He only tuts, hand pressing firmer against your spine. Your heart drops for a second until he speaks. "I'll let you of this once".
"Thank you". John groans behind you, curse breathed beneath his breath as his character breaks for a moment, caught off guard by your rushed response. It's not long, but it's a reminder that it's still John behind you.
A swift pressure change against your spine indicates he's gathered himself again before he picks up where he left off.
His finger starts trailing up and down your folds again, but you remain in your position in spite of how your legs quiver in want, a desire forĀ more.Ā
Your wet,Ā sopping, John's digit coated swiftly in your slick as he teases you.
He toys back and forth before his finger slips down. This time you've already braced yourself when he circles your clit. You force yourself to hold still as you whine at the contact, wanting nothing more than to rock backwards.
Noticing your struggleĀ andĀ stubbornness, John's free hand grabs your hip, kneading the flash with gentle squeezes. "Mhm, just like that, love, doin' so good for me".
His baritone rolls over your back, making you shudder, skin knotting with goosebumps. He never once stops the slow movement of his finger, causing you to clench around nothing continuously, especially as he starts flicking the tip of his finger.
You press your forehead against the counter upon the small, sharp jolts of electricity firing pleasure through your nervous system. But it's so fleeting it doesn't have an opportunity to build into anything damning as John pulls away from your clit, falling back to running his digit along your folds.
John stays clear from your throbbing bundle of nerves, rotating his hand as he teasingly concentrates more and more attention on your entrance. You release an anticipated breath as he brushes over it repeatedly until you bite your lip. YouĀ wantĀ to tilt your hips to make him slip inside. But you withhold the urge, thankfully reaping the rewards before you get desperate enough that your body acts on instinct.
John puts the slightest pressure behind the dragging motion. At first, only the tip of his finger enters you before he pulls it back, doing the same thing a few times until he pushes its entirety inside.Ā
You moan even though it's not nearly enough to stretch you so deliciously you feel full. But it just feels good havingĀ somethingĀ sliding in and out of you. Though one soon turns to two when John pulls out, a second finger prodding your pussy before both slip inside.
Squelching noises fill the air as he fingers you, his other digits pressing against your ass. You pant, unable to keep your noises at bay as he finally relents somewhat in his fleeting touches and indulges you with some relief. But it's notĀ nearlyĀ enough.Ā
The pace remains slow, his fingers imitating a stroking motion even inside you rather than plunging deep and fast or wriggling forcefully to spur an orgasm. Now, you only feel your high buildingĀ oh so slowlyĀ that it's frustrating how flat the exponential curve is.
And yet, as if projected from your body, you can see the scene you're a part of and find itĀ unbelievablyĀ arousing.Ā
John, with his cock freed from his pants and occasionally brushing against your rear, otherwise fully clothed, almost lazily pumping his fingers in and out of your hole as you bend over the counter, panties around your legs, doing your damnedest to keep fuckingĀ still.
You moan at the image, hands pressing flat against the counter before curling into fists. It's so fucking erotic that you feel John's fingers suddenly sliding more easily in and out despite the way you clench around them.
"You're practically drippin', love", he teases you, fingers leaving your entrance for a few seconds, not hovering far from your pussy, until they return with a press against your clit, a new chillier slickness coating them. The acknowledgement that you're wet enough it nearlyĀ dribblesĀ from you wears your patience to the breaking point.
"Captain, IĀ can'tĀ take it, fuck me already". John doesn't reprimand you for your demand, only chuckles as he steps close, cock pressing against your asscheek.Ā
His fingers have dropped from your clit, but his touch is soon replaced with the head of his cock as he guides it to your folds, running it up and down to coat himself in your slick.Ā
You let out a shuddering moan as John pushes slightly against your entrance, tip breaching your hole, only to slip out and repeat the movement. Regardless that he's in charge, your frustrated cry is all it takes for him to push into you properly with an amused huff that sharply pivots into a grunt.
"Yeah, just like that-Ā archĀ for meā¦Ā goodĀ girlā¦". John groans, and you take his urge to meet his thrust that you're finally free to move as you wish.Ā
You gape as he bottoms out in one slow press, hips pressed flush against your ass. You feel his legs tremble, his hands flexing on your hips, but he stays still for your sake of accustoming to his girth.
"So good for your Captain". You whimper at his words, making him chuckle breathily. "Oh, you like that, eh?" He feigns ignorance of what he'd learnt: that youĀ absolutelyĀ do. He grabs a fistful of your ass. "Dirty girlā¦". You gasp as he spanks your rear, the smacking sound making you clench around him.
"Need you to move". You whine as you wriggle your hips. But John bends over you, burly frame forcing your upper body flush to the cool tabletop.
"Come on, love". He scolds huskily against the shell of your ear, warm breath cascading past your cheek. Parts of his hands grip your ass while the rest cover your hips, the meat spilling between his fingers. But he remains still, deep inside you, not moving until the proper phrase falls from your lips.Ā
It's easier to give in this time, having been shoved over the edge previously, ignoring the immorality of using his rank in this setting and whatever pride left in your body. Mentally, at least.Ā
Physically, it takes you a few seconds, preoccupied with basking in what's happening. Bent over the counter with the biting kiss from the cold stone dulled from the shirt you borrowed from John. Yet the harshness from the unmoving material doesn't fail to make itself reminded against your soft body despite the shielding material. Effortlessly sandwiching you is the similarly firm body of John, considerably warmer but still effective in immobilising you.
"Captain, please". His rank is honey, saccharine and dripping effortlessly from your tongue once you find your voice through the arousal. "PleaseĀ move".
"Mm, that's it", he croons, granting you the movement you want as he straightens, not before kissing your clothed shoulder. Exegrated to make up for the fabric separating you.
It starts with calculated thrusts that make you keen and almost roll back and forth on your feet from the steady and slow pace. Then John picks up the speed, rutting against you with powerful snaps of his hips. Your fingers scramble, finding purchase on the counter's edge, curling over the side to have some semblance of grounding force.
It doesn't take long before you moan unabashedly at each stroke, fluttering around his cock as he works his length in and out of you, driving his hips forward and back in a steady beat. Along the erotic sound of skin slapping and wet noises is the filth spewing from his lips.
"This what you wanted, eh?" He gruffs. "With all those looks?" He gets a moan in response as you turn your head so your cheeks rest against the counter, watching him through the corner of your eye.Ā
John's jaw hangs slack, hair falling along his forehead as he must be staring at where the two of you connect. He looks raptured, almost dazed. He said he wanted this as well and by the looks of it... yeah, heĀ reallyĀ did. You don't know how you haven't noticed. But, fortunately, John sets your knack of reading people to shame compared to his skill.Ā
You're snapped out of your thoughts as one of his hands leaves your hips and you see him raise it at an angle. You whine, archingĀ towardsĀ it as much as possible with the unbudging surface beneath you. It drags his eyes upwards, noticing how you're watching him.Ā
His lips tug upwards, eyes never leaving you as his palm swats your ass. A reactionary moan spills from your lip as your legs press against the outer side of his thighs at the sensation, brows knitting together from the stinging pleasure.
It spurs John to rut harder, causing your body to fuckingĀ singĀ as your head gets steadily dizzier.
He releases a breathless chuckle at your inability to conjure anything apart from keening sounds and guttural moans as your body goes lax, eyes fluttering close, body jolting at the new pace he sets.
But he doesn't appear much more put together as he witnesses how you allow yourself toĀ letĀ go, giving the reins entirely to him.Ā
You catch how John's sentence breaks into fractions, groans and heady sounds spilling from his lips between sentences to rile you up even further. In the end he can't release much more than growling sounds as he folds, resting his chest against your back, using his weight to forcefully push his hips against yours, making his balls tap against your clit each time.
John barely pulls himself back enough to push forwards again, but it's enough to repeatedly batter the head of his cock against the spot making your legs tingly and toes flex before curling.Ā
Once again, your hands search for something to grasp upon the pleasure coursing through your body. One manages to bend backwards over your shoulder, catching the lapel of John's jumper, and the other slides feebly across the smooth countertop.Ā
Your orgasm is building, breaths turning stunted, muscles seizing.
You feel John's rhythm stutter as you clench more frequently and reactionary in response to his ruts as you near your release. His head ducks to rest between your shoulder-blades, warm puffs of air seeping through the oversized shirt you're wearing. His teeth bite down on the excess fabric, grunts vibrating against you.Ā
John's getting close, throbbing violently inside you, hands digging into your hips even further. When he angles his thrusts downwards, a dirty grind at the end of each penetration, he hits so many pleasurable spots that you release an unprompted cry.
You don't need much, so close to your edge that your head thrash that you wedge your hand beneath your forehead to not knock yourself out cold. So when John grits a heady sentence through his teeth and the fabric trapped between them,Ā that's it.Ā
"Come on, love, be a good girl to your Captain. Wanna feel you squeeze 'round me".
Your eyes snap close as you jerk against him, ass pressing upwards before involuntarily trying to escape his persistent thrusts as the pleasure explodes. But your hipbones are already aching from the counter and you can't flee how John continues to cram his girthy cock into your twitching hole, so you just let him extend your orgasm until he reaches his with a growl.Ā
John curls around you, hips pressing snuggly against your rear as he spurts his release deep. You feel his warm spend inside you, releasing a shattered moan as your eyelids flutter but, in the end, remain closed.
The stone isn't as cold against your forehead anymore, the surface likely warming from your panting exhales.
John's chest rises and falls against your back. He massages your hips almost unconsciously, small flexes of his fingers. Your hand, previously fisting his jumper, falls to your left hip, squeezing his wrist before your fingers graze over his knuckles and card between digits, easing his grip. It seems to bring him out of his post-orgasmic rouse as he softens the action until he stills completely, now cradling the likely-to-be-discoloured area.
"Fuck", he exhales as he releases your shirt from his teeth. The wet spot where his saliva has sept into the fabric is significant as it falls back against your skin.Ā
You reply with a soft confirming sound, craning your neck to glance at John.Ā
His face has risen and is now close to yours. However, what catches you off-guard isn't the proximity but his gaze. It's dark and glittering, a spent smile noticeable through his facial hair.
He kisses you despite the awkward angle. The hair that's
fallen out of place and endearingly covers his forehead brushes yours.Ā
The interaction is brief before he rises, bringing you with him from the forwards-bent position that's not as comfortable for either of you when the lust-driven haze fades. In the movement, John slips out of you before stepping back. Not soon after, he pulls your underwear into place.Ā
The hem of his shirt drops around your thighs once you stand again and it doesn't catch on John's hand. You run a hand through your hair, letting it fall to the kitchen counters, noticing your balance is still wobbly. Your other hand assist your balance by resting on the kitchen counter as you take a moment to collect yourself.Ā
You take a moment to collect yourself before you turn to face John with a sigh. He's just popped the button on his cargos back in place but doesn't care about tucking his t-shirt into the waistband of his pants again.
As John runs a hand through his hair, the other naturally falls to your hip to steady you as his gaze locks with yours.
"All good?" His voice is gritty, pleasure still intertwined with the soft check-in.
"Mm, yeah", you smile sluggishly, your voice breathy. "You?"Ā
"All good. I wasn't too much?" There's a glimmer of concern in his eyes, one you shoo away immediately.
"No,Ā god, you were not too much, John, you were...Ā reallyĀ good". You reach out to touch John, hands slipping between the layers of fabric on his torso. He melts under your touch, relaxing the arm that had raised so he could tame his hair, letting it curve around your neck. With the back of your head nestled perfectly in the crook of his arm, he tugs you closer to him.
"Didn't know you had such a thing for men in uniform, love". He chuckles, lightening the mood as he looks down at you.Ā
"YouĀ in uniform".Ā
"Compliments your take on a gallantry medal?"Ā
"Mhm", you hum against his lips. "My Captain deserves them". You cheekily use the nickname you'd moaned shamelessly only minutes prior, making him huff an amused laugh that puffs against your mouth.
"Not gonna hear the end of that, eh?"
"At ease, soldier, I'm only gonna use it when I wanna get a rile out of you". You press a kiss against John's lips and he reciprocates it. In the end, a smile splits yours open, one you greet him with as you lean away, creating a bit of space between you. "But what would they think of that? Esteemed Captain Price with aĀ captainĀ kink". He pinches your rear, and you squeal, a sound that fades into a giggle as the hand previously on the counter settles on your hip.Ā
"Watch it". The edges of John's eyes are still creased in the corners as he says it, a smirk playing on his lips.
"Just curious", you defend yourself with a shrug. "But I can't say I'm surprised you like the power-trip". You give the blue-eyed man a playful purse of your lips.Ā
He cock his head, brows arching. "Why?"
"Being a good Captain must come from somewhere. You like ordering people around", you muse.
"Delighted to be your entertainment". John exhales through his nose.
You try to lean up to kiss his furrowed expression away, but by tightening his arm around your head and leaning backwards, he avoids your attempt.
"Don't be pouty. You seemed to enjoy it just as much as I did.Ā AdmittedĀ you do". You chide John lightly and he drops the faux offence, delight and piked interest present in his eyes.
"Mm, 'bout that. Didn't knowĀ youĀ likedĀ bein' ordered around that much". You smile shyly, head notching forwards, not far from resting against his chest from your closeness.
"We all have our moments of something, don't we?" You look up at John through your lashes.Ā
His arms slide down until his hand envelops your neck. A hum fills the air before he leans down, pressing his lips against yours briefly, soothing any possible apprehension in your answer framed as a question rather than a statement.
"Would you like me to do it more?" You crack into a smile at his question, eyes fluttering open to meet his blue eyes.
"Yeah, I would like to. I-I adore when you're sweet on me, John, but I also like when you're rough. Just, you know, take whatĀ youĀ want sometimes, do as you please". You shrug, catching how John releases the air from his lungs in something akin to wonderĀ andĀ desire.
"You trust me enough?"
"If your men trust you on the field, IĀ thinkĀ I can trust you in this situation".Ā
John lets out a long groan, head tipping backwards as his eyes shut tightly. "Don't bring the lads into this, don't wantĀ thatĀ association".
You chuckle in earnest. "What? You'reĀ theirĀ Captain first and foremost".
"NotĀ thisĀ type", he huffs, head falling forward. Looking at you again, the hand on the side of your neck slides to your hip, both hands now anchored there.
"Alright, alright. Only want you to myself anyways". You lean up, planting a series of kisses against John's lips until he reciprocates, the frown disappearing from his brows.
"Already got me, love". His voice softens, making you smile in return.Ā
Just as you're about to reply, the sensation of fluids flowing out of you makes you reactively twitch and clamp your legs together, hands flexing on his stomach. John notices, suppressing a smirk as he fishes your hands from beneath his jumper.
"Let's get you cleaned up." John enlaces his hand with one of yours, tugging you along as he heads towards your bathroom. "Still need to have that shower".
"You like seeing me wet, don't you?"
"Never saidĀ weĀ would shower". John sends you a humoured look over his shoulder, making you roll your eyes. "Watch that attitude of yours. Things like that get you a lesson in discipline in the army".Ā
"Because that would be my biggest problem and not sleeping with a Captain, who I much rather get disciplined by." You quip with an amused look.
"Careful with what you wish for, love". John returns, the reply accompanied by a wink. As you chuckle with a shake of your head, John pulls you forward and into his side, planting a kiss on the side of your head, effectively ending the conversation as you step into the bathroom.
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who in svt would leave a hicky bc another member flirted with s/o or let their eyes linger for a little to long š«£šµāš«
i will be doing an mtl as per ur other ask hehe (most at top, least at bottom)
seungcheol: is this even a surprise we know this man is Protective with a capital P. one look thrown your way that he thinks seems anything other than innocent ... you are going to be IN IT tonight ho ho ho he'd makeout with you for ages, covering your whole body with hickeys to make sure not one inch remains unmarked, until you're basically begging him to fuck you ...
minghao: another obvious one. he'd but subtle about his jealousy towards your face, but once he gets his lips on you ...
seungkwan: a wild card but i feel like if one of his members got even too close to you, he'd be PETTY. and he would be really annoying with you and once you finally manage to get him to spit it out, you'd coo about how cute it is that he cares. determined to prove to you that he isn't just cute and instead your extremely hot and sexy boyfriend, definitely goes a bit rough on you and litters your neck with visible hickeys
soonyoung: he would so love leaving hickeys to mark his territory but he's also literally feral so he wouldn't be able to leave more than one on your neck before yanking off your pants and sticking it in because you just sound so cute when you moan
jihoon: similar to minghaoānot super upfront and obvious about his jealousy but it'll definitely show when he starts leaving more hickeys than he usually does ...
mingyu
chan
jeonghan: i feel like he might be into it? might not? honestly can't tellāhe loves hickeys, but i think he thinks there are better ways to remind you and others that you are his
vernon: he might do it without realizing he's doing it ngl ...
joshua
seokmin
jun
wonwoo: it could go both ways for him idk. but i just KNOW wonwoo would rather fuck you so hard that his other members hear your moaning than leave hickeys on you so ummmmm yeas
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