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[uceyliyahh]

GUARDED

summary: Genesis has been protecting her heart ever since she filed for divorce and didn’t want to be in another relationship until he came around and changed her mind.

this fanfic is 18+ NO MINORS ALLOWED

warnings contain: emotional abuse, divorce, depression, mention of a knife, mention of blood, disposal of a body, gun, drugs, unprotected sex, sex tape.

word count: 8.6k

AWFUL GRAMMAR IM GETTING BETTER I SWEAR LOL.

smut warning: it’ll come in the story randomly so PLEASE PLEASE look out for it I’m not really good at writing ✍🏽 smuts but I am improving at the moment

Jimmy Uso x Genesis

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again mdni you have been warned.

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San Diego, California - 4:00PM

Genesis was perched in the makeup chair, having her face painted by a trusted makeup artist, someone she felt comfortable with aside from Jade, who usually handled her makeup when time was tight. However, recent events had left her feeling uneasy, as Carmelo had been making attempts to engage her in private conversations, which filled her with apprehension.

Recently, he has been messaging her on Instagram, forcing her to mute and disregard him until she could discuss the situation with Jimmy, as it was weighing heavily on her mind.

As she sat in the makeup chair, a familiar aura enveloped her, the scent unmistakable even from afar. When she finally opened her eyes and turned her head, she was greeted by the sight of her handsome boyfriend, a radiant smile on his face, proudly displaying his dazzling grills.

She smiled at him as he leaned in, placing a few kisses on her lips before pulling away.

“Hey baby.” Jimmy greeted her.

“Hey Bo, I was looking for you.” Genesis said as Jimmy raised an eyebrow at her.

“Why did something happen?” She needed to inform him, as Jimmy despised discovering things on his own or hearing them from others rather than directly from her.

She needed to inform him, as Jimmy despised discovering things on his own or hearing them from others rather than directly from her.

After discovering an unoccupied room, she pulled him in and closed the door, overwhelmed with anxiety—she paced anxiously while Jimmy watched, worried about his girlfriend and trying to understand her distress.

“Baby, Gigi. Baby. Look at me what’s wrong?” He inquired, his expression filled with worry.

She halted, gazing deeply into his eyes. In that moment, she recognized his genuine worry for her, prompting her to embrace him tightly, and he reciprocated the gesture with equal warmth.

“I’m scared Bo. I don’t know if I can make it through the rest of the day.” As she spoke, his worry deepened; she retrieved her phone and began scrolling through her gallery, revealing screenshots of her chats with Carmelo on Instagram.

She handed him her phone, allowing him to peruse the messages exchanged between them. As he scrolled through the screenshots, he playfully poked his tongue into his cheek, fully aware that he was on the verge of ensnaring another conquest.

He repeatedly urged Carmelo to move on and ignore Genesis, but his advice fell on deaf ears. Now, Jimmy has to take matters into his own hands—Genesis noticed the tension in Jimmy's jaw and the swift transformation of his face into a scowl as he absorbed the screenshots.

After glancing at the screenshots, he returned her phone, exhaling sharply through his nose. Why couldn't today just be ordinary, free from all this unnecessary drama and nonsense?

Genesis felt a wave of fear whenever he was upset or angry; she instinctively kept her distance from that side of him, fully aware of how unpredictable he could become. The atmosphere was thick with silence as they listened to the distant sounds of footsteps and voices echoing from outside the vacant room.

With her arms still encircling his waist, she gazed up at him, searching for any hint of his thoughts on the screenshots or pondering his next move.

Genesis finally broke the heavy silence, her voice trembling as she called out, "Bo?" He glanced down at her, and in that moment, his gaze was so intense it felt as if he could see straight into her very soul, leaving her feeling utterly exposed.

His voice came out deep and gravelly as he responded to her. “what baby.” A chill ran through her as she held his gaze unwaveringly.

“U-um what are you gonna d-do?” His lopsided grin sent her heart into a frenzy, leaving her stumbling over her speech.

“What I always do baby.” His hand gently cupped her chin as he pressed his lips against hers repeatedly, then he looked down at her beautiful face, adorned with makeup and glistening lips. "I will safeguard what belongs to me, and that is you, my princess."

He pressed his lips against hers again, his hand encircling her throat to intensify the kiss as she stumbled backward into the wall. The kiss was wild and untamed, and as the chill of the wall met her shoulder blades, she let out a soft sigh, savoring the contrast of the cool surface against her warm skin.

Jimmy hoisted her by her thighs, securing them around his waist, as he pressed his firm arousal against her clothing, allowing her to feel his presence.

He planted soft kisses along her jawline, gradually making his way to her neck, while her fingers wove through his curls, letting out gentle moans in his ear.

“I’ll do anything for you mamas.” Jimmy murmured between her neck.

“You would kill for me Bo?” As their lips met once more, they explored each other's mouths, their tongues dancing together, while she felt his arousal pressing firmly against her.

In a swift motion, he loosened his cargo sweatpants, letting them drop along with his boxers. She felt his impressive length emerge, slightly curved, as he lifted her dress and shifted her panties aside, before entering her warm, inviting core.

A moan escaped their lips.

He pressed his forehead against hers, their eyes locked in a heated gaze filled with desire, as he plunged deep inside her, mesmerized by the way her eyes fluttered and rolled back, before she bit her bottom lip, lost in the depths of his warm, chocolate brown eyes.

“Fuck Bo, you so big daddy.” She moaned.

“Mhm, take this big ass dick then mama.” He quickened his pace slightly, his hips rhythmically meeting hers, the sound reverberating in the vacant room. Her arms wrapped around his neck as he moved with intensity, ensuring her legs remained firmly positioned on his waist.

He kisses her lips, “to answer your question mamas.” He paused briefly, amused as he observed her fall apart beneath him in mere moments, the delightful sounds of her soft moans slipping from her beautiful lips. “B-Bo, oh my go—“ He pushed deeper than ever, causing her to gasp and moan loudly.

“I’ll kill for you every single day for you princess.”

“Yeah, daddy?”

“Yeah, I would mama only for you.”

—

Jimmy leaned against the equipment box, patiently awaiting Jey's conclusion of his interview with Jackie. As he scrolled through his social media timeline, catching up on his friends' Instagram stories, he stumbled upon Carmelo's latest post.

He was essentially challenging Genesis, trash-talking him about how he wouldn't take any action. Little did he realize that today would be the end of his life, and Jimmy would walk away with two lives on his conscience, saving Zilla for last.

A grin twisted on Jimmy's face as he glanced at Carmelo's Instagram story, causing him to chuckle softly before shaking his head. He considered giving Melo a break due to his youth and arrogance, but after witnessing what he did earlier with Genesis, he decided not to let him off the hook so easily this time.

He tucked his phone into his pocket as he noticed his twin brother approaching, a towel draped around his neck, standing beside him with arms crossed.

“So what’s the plan to get rid of this fool?” Jey asked.

“After tonight we gotta make sure we got everything we need before sneaking up on him after the show.” Jimmy responded.

“A’ight what all do we need?” Jimmy told his twin brother that they should use duct tape to secure Melo's arms and mouth, just in case he decided to get rowdy, and to blindfold him so he wouldn't be able to see.

In addition to packing their Glocks, they also brought along ski masks to don.

“We got big ass trash bags right? And gloves? not tryna get caught up by the police.” He asked.

“Yeah, all of that will be in the duffle bag for tonight.”

“Damn, Twin. You really catching bodies for Gigi?” Jimmy laughed at his twin brother, nodding in agreement, fully aware that he would go to any lengths for her—even if it meant taking drastic measures against anyone who dared to harass or threaten her.

“Hell yeah, I like to get my hands dirty anyways. folks needa stop playing with me like I won’t put a fucking bullet to their brains.” And that was his plan for Melo tonight: a swift strike to the mind, tidying up the chaos before returning to his Genesis.

They kept chatting away until they both heard someone shout Jimmy's name. When he shifted his focus to the caller, he couldn't help but roll his eyes and let out a deep sigh.

Trinity marched towards him, her face twisted in anger, prompting him to fold his arms and stare at her as she confronted him head-on.

She spotted the love bites adorning his neck and creeping down his chest, and it ignited a fire within her, realizing that Genesis was the one responsible for this mark on him.

“You blocked me? That’s what we doing?” Trinity said.

Jimmy shrugged his shoulders, “last time I checked once me and Genesis started talking you were already out of the equation Trin.” He remarked.

“So what?  you're in love with her or something?” She asked.

“Very much as you can tell.” Jimmy proudly flaunted the transformation Genesis had brought to his life, unashamedly declaring their bond even in the bustling atmosphere of the workplace—he made it clear that he was hers and she was his.

He noticed the shift in Trinity's expressions as her jaw tightened and her fists clenched, prompting a wry smile to form on his lips. “I fucking hate you Jonathan.”

“Mhm, I know. And that’s good that means you stay the fuck away from me but I guess you didn’t hear that either I suppose?” He kept his arms folded being unfazed by her while Jey watched the whole entire thing unfold. “You were mine first! And now all of a sudden you’re with her!?”

“She brought something that you didn’t Trin, all you ever did was use me for my money and some dick afterwards. Nonetheless I gave you what you wanted so ion know why you pressing me fo’”

She huffed deeply while rolling her eyes at him, “because you belonged to me before she came into the picture Jon!”

That’s when Jey had chimed in, “technically we’ve been knowing Gigi since she joined the company.” Trinity gave him the death stare basically telling him to shut his ass up and mind his business.

As she reached out to Jimmy, he instinctively pushed her away, making her stumble. In that moment, she found herself lost in his deep chocolate brown eyes, realizing that something had changed within him—he was no longer hers.

He belonged to someone else.

At that moment, they spotted Genesis striding confidently in their direction, her hips swaying enticingly to catch Jimmy's eye, showcasing the beauty of her dress. However, as she approached, she noticed Trinity standing there, visibly distressed.

As she strolled by, heading towards Jimmy, he seized her by the throat, pressing his tender lips against hers, showering her with gentle kisses on her luscious lips right in front of Trinity. The sight of how he had caressed Genesis and kissed her shattered her heart.

With tears streaming down her face, she angrily stormed off, furious and hurt that he had chosen Genesis over her.

Jimmy and Genesis gently separated, and he leaned in to plant another kiss on her lips, his eyes locked onto her beautiful face as a smile spread across his own.

“Hey princess, whatchu doing?” Jimmy asked.

“I was headed out to eat my lunch I made like usual, what was her deal?” Genesis responded.

“Delusional, that's all mama, lemme walk you to yo’ car ion need folks seeing what’s mine.” She nodded her head while waving bye at Jey as he did the same.

Jimmy informed him that he would return to elaborate on the remainder of the evening's plan, prompting Genesis to raise an eyebrow in curiosity about what kind of scheme he had in store for the night.

As they reached her car, she fumbled with her keys to unlock the door, but before she knew it, Jimmy spun her around, pressing her against the vehicle. She could feel his hands gripping her hips as he looked down at her with a playful grin.

“B-Bo, whatchu doing?” 

He ran his tongue along his lips, savoring the moment as he gazed at her stunning figure, the dress clinging to her curves in a way that ignited his desire. He leaned in, planting gentle kisses along her jawline, eliciting soft moans from her as she closed her eyes, lost in the sensation of his touch exploring every inch of her body.

Kissing her chest  Neck  Pulling down her straps  Sucking on her nipples Leaving marks He was hungry  And he wanted to devour her

Engaging in every action that left her drenched—completely soaked, creating a damp patch in her underwear as her fingers wove through his tousled hair. “I’m Hungry baby.”

“We could share my lunch with each other.” 

He gazed up at her while shaking his head, “nah, I’m hungry for you mamas.”

“Jimmy we are in public right now.” That made him chuckle, making him recall that one time they had sex at work—how could she forget about that? Acting all innocent. “Get in the backseat mamas.”

She complied with his request, swinging open the backseat door and sliding in, while Jimmy trailed after her, closing the door as it clicked shut and the locks engaged automatically—fortunate for her, as the tinted windows ensured their privacy from prying eyes.

As Jimmy nestled between her legs in the backseat, he tugged at her ankles, their mouths locked in a fervent kiss. Their tongues danced together, exploring each other as he lifted her dress to her waist, his hand sliding down to gently push her panties aside, his fingers gliding over her slick folds.

She sighed softly against his lips, their kiss lingering and profound as her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer. Meanwhile, he slipped two fingers inside her, prompting her to arch her back and gasp in pleasure.

He momentarily broke the kiss, captivated by the way she melted under his caress, his lips grazing the bottom of his mouth as he gazed at her with smoldering eyes, his fingers moving in and out of her with a tantalizing slowness.

“Hmm, fuck Jimmy.” Genesis moaned softly.

“So fucking wet for me isn’t she mamas? You this wet fo’ me baby?” Jimmy cooed at her.

“Y-yes, Bo. Only for you.” Her eyes were rolling back as she tucked her bottom lip, maintaining a steady gaze with him.

His lips grazed her neck, leaving gentle, lingering kisses while he watched her surrender to his touch. He could feel her desire, the way she was utterly soaked for him, and how she clenched around his fingers.

“Open, yo’ mouth baby.” She parted her lips, feeling the heat of his saliva as he explored her mouth with his tongue like no one else ever had.

As his fingers curled and danced within her pulsating core, she was lost in ecstasy, gasping his name and proclaiming her devotion, belonging solely to him.

“So good for me Gigi.” He murmured between her lips. “Daddy is so hungry for you mamas.”

He nibbled on her lower lip, pulling it back before diving in for a passionate kiss. Her body craved the taste of his lips and the caress of his tongue, while his fingers quickened their pace, urging her to arch her back in pure ecstasy.

“F-fuck, come get eat me up. this yo’ pussy daddy.” She murmured softly As she sensed him withdrawing his fingers from her slick core, he broke the kiss and guided his fingers to her lips, allowing her to savor her own essence.

Her tongue danced around his fingers, moistening them effortlessly as she maintained unwavering eye contact, eliciting a satisfied smirk from him.

“You so fucking nasty, my slut.” He withdrew his fingers from her mouth, noticing the slick sheen of her saliva coating them. With a swift motion, he lifted her up, discarding her panties carelessly into the car, before burying his face between her thighs.

Jimmy tenderly pressed his lips against her thighs, then began to suck softly, leaving a mark at each end. The sensation made her squirm, prompting a playful slap on one thigh, which elicited a soft whine from her.

He tenderly kissed her intimate lips, sending a shiver through her body, then focused on her clit, swirling his tongue around it. The sensation made her arch her back and moan his name, and only his name. Jimmy held her firmly, ensuring she couldn't escape as he indulged in her completely.

Genesis typically avoided documenting moments, but this was different—she felt compelled to capture it for her secret collection. As she reached for her phone, she swiftly navigated to the camera app and hit record, the flash illuminating the scene and drawing his gaze towards the lens.

“Hmm, tryna record something lil mama?” He groaned out in the air.

“Y-yes, you look so pretty daddy. eating your pussy out.” She moaned seeing a crooked smile appearing on his lips.

“Keep recording, so I can see you squirt all over my face baby.” His tongue expertly danced over her smooth folds while he gently sucked on her clit, sending her into a state of pure bliss.

She neither ran nor tried to wriggle away from him; instead, she allowed her body to relax and accepted the moment.

A pleasurable sensation surged through her as his gentle hums echoed, relishing her like a gourmet dish. He playfully teased her, softly separating her folds before returning with his tongue, eagerly exploring her with tender strokes.

The enchanting sounds of her moans resonated like a lovely symphony in his ears.

Her body relaxed under his caress, remaining motionless even as the intensity grew. She yielded entirely, permitting him to take control, fully conscious that she would trust his guidance.

He pulled her closer, his tongue playfully caressing her clit with soft, rhythmic movements before wrapping around her sensitive bud, sucking on it like a comforting pacifier.

Her hands trembled, nearly causing her to drop the phone, but she steadied it as she observed him consume her with his gaze. Genesis felt the wetness of his salt-and-pepper beard brushing against her skin.

As he softly sucked and swirled his tongue around her clit, she felt her orgasm building, a thrilling wave surging inside her, generating a delightful tension that nestled deep in her belly, poised on the brink of ecstasy.

Jimmy slowly inserted two fingers into her, eliciting a gasp as he curled them. The steady rhythm of his fingers moving in and out was matched by the clear sound of her pleasure.

“Jimmmy, oh fuck.” With a soft whimper, she looked down at him, while he met her gaze with his intense chocolate brown eyes.

His fingers discovered her sensitive area, a feat Tre had never accomplished in their relationship. Overcome by Jimmy's caress, she let go entirely, as he expertly navigated within her, his warm muscles surrounding her pulsating center.

He appeared to have a deep understanding of her body language, picking up on the subtle quiver in her legs.

“Talk to me baby, does this feel good mama?” He asked softly.

“Y-yess daddy it’s feel so good.” 

“It feels good baby? Huh? Tell daddy it feels good.” His voice, soothing and deep, enveloped her like a cozy hug, providing her solace as she absorbed his words.

He delved deeper with his fingers, his tongue dancing as she gripped his biceps tightly, her perfectly manicured nails digging into his skin. In that instant, she was rendered speechless by the overwhelming surge of emotions she felt.

He was breaking her, watching her disintegrate. “Tell me princess.”

“Oh my godddd, it’s so good Bo. I wanna ride you big dick so bad daddy.” Genesis  mewled out as she bit the bottom of her lips.

In that instant, she was begging for respite, oblivious to the limits of her endurance as he continued to bring her pleasure with his mouth. However, beneath the surface, this was precisely what she craved.

An overwhelming surge of longing enveloped her as she looked down at Jimmy, her eyes silently pleading for his consent to let her reach her peak.

“Oh, fuck. It’s coming Daddy. Fuckk it’s coming!” Her body was shaking and trembling.

“Coat my beard up baby, wet that shit up fo’ me mama.” His rich voice awakened feelings in her that she struggled to express. “let go mama, I gotchu.”

Genesis cried out in ecstasy as intense waves of pleasure washed over her, her body quaking while her essence poured forth like a torrent, and he eagerly consumed it as if he were a machine built for this very purpose.

He passionately savored every bit of her essence, resolute in ensuring nothing was wasted. He gently kissed her delicate lips and the smooth contours of her thighs, then settled between her legs, letting her sense the solid pressure of his desire against her.

He quickly grabbed the phone from her hands to switch the camera around, capturing her distressed expression as her chest heaved with laughter, both of them sharing a moment of joy before he ended the recording.

She noticed his beard glistening with her essence as he unfastened his belt, lowering his jeans and boxers to reveal his impressive eight-inch erection, standing firm and proud.

He set her phone down to record, then lifted her onto his lap, gently caressing himself as he anticipated her next move. She took hold of him, teasingly stroking his length before guiding him to her entrance. With a slow, deliberate motion, she lowered herself onto him, drawing out soft moans from both of them.

Jimmy rested his hands on her hips, subtly guiding her as she swayed gently on his lap. He watched how her breasts shifted with every movement, giving her time to adjust to his considerable size.

She discovered her rhythm as she moved her hips on his lap, while he adorned her neck and cheek with gentle, lingering kisses—whispering enticing words in her ear that were unlike anything she had ever experienced from a man of his caliber.

“Coating this dick up so well mamas, so fucking good baby.” Jimmy groaned out in the open.

Genesis could only moan softly as waves of ecstasy washed over her, her body igniting with warmth from within as his low, gravelly voice caressed her ear.

As she rode him with unmatched passion, she glanced at the camera, showcasing her beautiful face while he playfully smacked her backside a few times. He teased her neck with gentle bites, marking her as his own, a clear sign of possession.

“Act a fool mamas, this feels good baby?” 

She nodded, speechless as he pressed against her cervix, her mind swirling in confusion. "Words, mama, words," Jimmy urged as he thrust deeply inside her, causing her to gasp.

“B-Bo, F-fuck. Y-yes it feels s-so g-good.” He pressed her hips against him, the heat in the room intensifying as he playfully smacked her ass a few times.

“Bounce on this dick like you mean it.” She obeyed, biting her lip and hastening her steps, wishing that his son remained oblivious to the noises resonating from below, where their sighs and gasps permeated the vehicle.

The car started to tremble as she shifted on his lap, hoping no one was nearby to overhear.

The air was filled with the sound of their bodies meeting—Jimmy's hand slid down to grip her curves, helping her as she moved in sync with him.

As she rode him with growing fervor, a burning sensation ignited in her thighs, driving her desire for that blissful climax. Jimmy's fingers dug into the tender curves of her rear, guiding her movements with each forceful thrust.

He skillfully navigated her tender depths, leaving her gasping for air, as if she were witnessing a celestial display. The warmth of her desire surrounded him, enabling a seamless flow as he glided in and out with ease.

“Jimmyy baby.” Geneiss moaned softly.

“Ain’t used to taking this much huh princess? I’m beating this pussy up good for you mama.” Jimmy grunted.

She shook her head, meeting his gaze, fully aware that what she saw mirrored in his eyes was pure longing. Her body reacted instinctively, a fluttering sensation igniting within her as he pressed closer, his length rhythmically teasing her from inside, brushing against her cervix and making her walls tighten around him.

“It’s so b-big d-daddy, i-it’s t-too m-muchh.” 

“Too much? You taking it like a champ for me. Being a good girl mamas.” His compliments made her blush even more.

She began to move her hips in a rhythmic motion, relishing the feeling of him deeply inside her, which made him lean back against the seat in delight. “Fuckkk Gigi,  just like that girl, keep riding this dick. This dick is all yours mama.” He groaned.

She continued to sway her hips, letting the tip of him graze her core—clutching his shoulders firmly as she gave in to the experience, feeling as if she was melting into him. A surge of pleasure enveloped her, causing a flutter in her stomach while her thighs quivered.

“B-Bo, I’m finna cum…” Genesis let out a gentle whimper as his strong arms wrapped around her waist, their bodies pressed closely together, rendering her immobile. He started to thrust upward from beneath, delivering deep, rhythmic movements that caused her to cry out his name.

As he thrust into her, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, sending her into a whirlwind of pleasure. Her eyes fluttered back in bliss, and she felt her body tremble around him, instinctively tightening in reaction to his every move.

“I’ll kill for you baby, I’ll catch all of these bodies and clean up my mess just for you mamas.” He cooed, He maintained a steady rhythm with his hips, lowering his hand to part her cheeks further, granting himself even greater access.

The car was filled with squeaky sounds as it shook violently from his deep thrusts inside her. “You fucking mine Gigi.”

“You mine right baby? Huh? You love my crazy ass?”

She found it difficult to express her thoughts, her words slipping away as she became increasingly disoriented while he kept moving beneath her. “Yess Bo, I love you so so much daddy, fuckk I’m finna cum all over your dick.” She found a moment to exhale amidst his relentless thrusts.

With every thrust, she felt her climax building, the pressure against her cervix creating waves of ecstasy that made her head spin.

The sight of Jimmy's member wrapped in a soft white glow made him feel dizzy. “I know princess, I know. Keep taking this dick for me.” He softly pressed his lips against her neck, eliciting a soft whimper from her in response.

She couldn’t take it anymore, “daddyyyy! It’s coming!!” With a final cry, she descended upon him, a wave of sensation crashing over her. Her essence enveloped him, soaking his lap in a warm cascade, akin to a river bursting with life.

He could sense her warm tears streaming down her cheeks as she pressed her face into his neck, holding him tightly while he lost himself in the moment, pursuing his pleasure.

As Jimmy thrust upward, he was acutely aware of the chaos surrounding them, his hands gripping her soft curves as he sought his release, each movement creating a symphony of wet sounds.

As his actions became more frantic and intense, he felt himself slipping away—balancing on the brink of insanity while being consumed by her presence.

“I’m finna nut Gigi, fuck I’m finna nut.” Jimmy growled.

He thrust into her one final time, filling her completely with his warm essence, sending powerful waves of pleasure through her as he leaned back against the car seat.

His chest heaved as he fought to catch his breath, looking down at Genesis, who was already locking eyes with him, her expression filled with anticipation.

A smile blossomed on his face as he leaned down to plant soft kisses on her lips, then slowly withdrew. Genesis snatched her phone and ended the recording, tucking away two of her videos into a secret gallery for later viewing.

“You good baby?” Jimmy asked softly, still catching his breath as she nodded her head.

He kept her close as he felt her fingers running through his hair.

“Mhm, i'm tired now. But I have to be back in the building for these interviews.” Genesis responded feeling weak in the knees.

Jimmy discovered her panties while assisting her in putting them back on as she adjusted her dress—applying makeup to ensure that no one noticed she had just undergone a significant change moments before.

Jimmy playfully swatted her ass, captivated by the way it bounced in her dress as he bit his lower lip, watching her apply her makeup—she was right there, his to admire.

“Lil cute ass, walking around in this dress.”

She smirked at him, “I wore it on purpose daddy.”

“Mhm, I bet you did my lil slut c’mere.” He gently encircled her throat with his hand, pressing his lips against hers, savoring the sensation of her glossy lips gliding against his as they shared a passionate kiss.

She sensed his tongue dancing within her mouth as his other hand held her firmly by the backside—she could feel the warmth of their mingled saliva as he pulled back slightly, creating a delicate string of their shared moisture before plunging back into the kiss.

“You’ll kill for me Bo?” She murmured softly between his lips.

He paused for a moment, captivated by her doe-like eyes and the innocent beauty of her face. With a gentle smile, Jimmy leaned in and pressed a soft, wet kiss on her lips.

“You like danger baby?” He inquired as she tucked her bottom lip in, nodding her head, which made him smirk. “You look sexy being all dangerous.”

he kisses her lips and asks, "Is that true, darling?" Then he kisses her again, teasingly adding, "So it excites you, does it?" And he continues to kiss her playfully.

“Yes daddy, makes me soaking wet seeing you be all protective and crazy over me—all that pent up anger you got,  fuck me whenever you’re angry daddy.”

“Beat this pussy up daddy, take it out on me.” Jimmy was taken aback by this unexpected side of her that he had discovered, as he felt her soft, wet kisses trailing down his neck and face. “Fuck me up Daddy.”

Hand around her throat still gazing into her chocolate brown eyes, “hmm, so nasty baby. you won’t run when I do?” She nodded her head.

Jimmy kissed her lips softly, “imma be arriving late tonight again.” Jimmy said.

“As long as I get to see you and treat your wounds and in my arms I’ll be okay tonight Bo.” Genesis said.

“This is why you my ride or die, baby forever.”

“Forever Bo.” 

—

Pechanga Arena - 12:30AM

Jimmy stood outside the building, waiting for his twin brother. He had just informed Genesis that he would be late again tonight due to some business matters, ensuring he packed everything he needed in the duffle bag for the evening.

As the door creaked open, he spotted Jey standing there, and they exchanged a quick dap before pulling each other into a warm embrace.

“Anything about his whereabouts?” Jimmy asked.

“I heard he was gonna be walking around the front door of the arena so we will catch him there.” Jey responded as Jimmy nodded his head.

As they donned their ski masks and pulled their hoodies over their heads, they strolled toward the front of the arena, duffle bags slung across their bodies. They had just witnessed Melo bidding farewell to the colleagues he had worked with before making his way to his car.

As the crowd started to move back into the building, Jimmy and Jey sprinted towards Melo. Initially, he was unaware of their approach until he suddenly felt a strong arm wrap around his neck, constricting his breath in a tight chokehold.

As he struggled against the grip of his attacker, his vision began to fade, making it impossible to see their faces clearly while the world around him slipped into darkness.

After rendering him unconscious, Jimmy ripped the duct tape from his mouth and secured it over Carmelo's lips, wrapping some around his wrists and ankles. Fortunately, Jimmy's car was close by, allowing them to transport Melo to the vehicle.

After reaching his car, they opened the trunk and tossed him inside before slamming it shut. They then climbed into the car, hurling their duffle bags into the backseat.

Jimmy turned on the car, scanned his surroundings, and carefully backed out of the parking lot. He then shifted into drive and headed towards a vacant warehouse located an hour away from the arena.

He was determined to put an end to all of this, ensuring that Genesis would no longer have to worry about anyone bothering or harassing her. The final individuals he needed to confront were Quincy and Zilla, but he planned to deal with Zilla last due to the upcoming court date, especially since Zilla had been suspended for attempting to assault Genesis.

Jimmy was familiar with some inmates in the jail, ensuring he had support during his time there. As they arrived at the deserted warehouse, he parked the car in the lot, and he and Jey stepped out to retrieve their belongings from the backseat.

They lifted the trunk after he and Jey had jointly brought him into the vacant warehouse, closing the trunk behind them. Jimmy secured the warehouse door, dimming the lights within. Jey positioned Carmelo in a chair, binding him with tape, and removed the blindfold, revealing that he remained unconscious.

Jimmy splashed a bucket of water onto his face, making Melo gasp for breath as if he were submerged in a pool. He quickly scanned the area, locking eyes with the two men in ski masks and hoodies standing before them.

“Who the fuck Is y’all two niggas? And where the fuck am I at?!” Carmelo hollered.

At that moment, he recognized Jimmy's unmistakable chuckle as he removed his ski mask, exposing his face, while Jey mirrored the action, crossing their arms and fixing their gaze on Carmelo.

“Your bitch ass did this to me!? Get me out of this fucking chair!?” He demanded as he was struggling to get out of the chair.

At that moment, Jimmy struck him with his Glock, watching as blood dripped from Melo's nose while he glared at them with a fierce look.

Jimmy started pacing before he remarked, "It seems Melo hasn't grasped his lesson from the last time he tried to tangle with Genesis, and now he's facing the repercussions." As he spoke, Jimmy twirled his Glock around his finger.

“You’re doing this for her? All because I wanted to crack her?”

He shook his head and said, "Not only that, but you keep bothering her even after she mentioned she was in a relationship, especially when you went out of your way to message her on Instagram." He then took out his phone and opened the gallery to show Carmelo the messages he had exchanged with Genesis.

Carmelo scrolled through their Instagram messages, recalling the moment he had sent her a picture of his nine-inch member in an attempt to entice her, only to feel repulsed by it. Meanwhile, Jimmy had shoved his phone back into his pocket and yanked Melo by the hair, pressing his Glock against his chin.

Staring deeply into his soul

“I always thought you were a cocky ass bitch, just because you got called up to the main roster doesn’t mean you get to talk to any girl you want, especially not Genesis.”

Carmelo scoffed at him, “didn’t think she was taken seriously so I just made my move.” 

“Oh you made yo’ move alright tryna holla at my  lady,  sending her pics? Making her feel uncomfortable? Ion play that shit.” Jimmy released his hair, gesturing for Jey to come and take action.

Jimmy pulled out a blunt that Genesis had gifted him before she departed. He flicked the lighter's wheel, igniting the blunt and taking a few puffs, exhaling the smoke into the air—savoring the rush as it coursed through his body.

As he observed his twin brother mercilessly pummeling Carmelo, he couldn't help but notice how quickly Carmelo became helpless and battered.

Carmelo's pained groans filled the air as Jey relentlessly struck him in the face and stomach, leaving his lips swollen and his left and right eyes bruised.

In that moment, Jey brandished a pocket knife, sending a wave of fear through Carmelo, who quickly started pleading for his life, expressing his remorse.

"P-please! We really don’t need to go through with this! I promise I won’t say or even glance at Genesis again!" Carmelo pleaded, trembling uncontrollably.

Jimmy laughed at him as he approached, placing the blunt to his lips. He pulled the gun from his waistband, snatched the blunt away, and blew the smoke right in his face.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, should’ve thought about that when you touched her without me there.” Jimmy said in a low tone.

He glanced at Jey, noticing the knife in his grasp, and gestured for him to pass it over. Meanwhile, Jey kept a firm grip on Melo's head as Jimmy started to carve the edges of Melo's mouth, stretching his smile wider. Carmelo screamed in pain, desperately trying to fend them off.

They ensured they wore gloves to avoid detection by the police—Jey released his grip on his head as they stepped back, noticing blood trickling down from the cut made by Jimmy.

Melo gazed up at them, savoring the metallic taste of blood on his lips and feeling the sharp pain at both corners of his mouth.

“You fucking bastard.”

He chuckled at him while bending down at his level, “that’s right I am that but yo’ ass should’ve listened to her when she said I was crazy Melo.” With that, Jimmy stood up, retrieving his Glock from his waistband.

Jimmy had his Glock aimed at him, tossing the blunt aside as he licked his lips.

“Any last words?” 

“I should’ve fuc—“ 

In that moment, Jimmy's thumb pressed down on the trigger just before the gunshot echoed. The noise was piercing and conclusive, and then Melo's head slumped, motionless in the chair.

He fixed his eyes on the lifeless body for a brief moment before looking away.

He twisted his neck before sliding his Glock back into his waistband, locking eyes with Jey.

“Let’s clean this shit up and dump his body in the water.”

—

Hilton San Diego Bayfront - 2:00AM

Genesis lay in the hotel bed she shared with Jimmy, who had come to the door with his duffle bag slung over his shoulder, waking her from her sleep as they prepared to stay in the city until Friday for Smackdown.

As she got out of bed and walked towards him, she rubbed her eyes, noticing the weariness etched on his face. He had just set his duffle bag down and, with a warm embrace, wrapped his arms around her waist while she stood on her tiptoes, encircling his neck with her arms.

He bent down and gently kissed her lips, a smile spreading across his face as he admired her beautiful features.

“Hey, Bo.” Genesis greeted him.

“Hey, mamas. Did I wake you up? If so my fault baby.” Jimmy said.

Genesis shook her head running her fingers through his hair, “you're all good baby, you look tired c’mon let’s get you in the bed.” She led him to the bed, removing his shirt and tossing it aside, revealing his stunning physique adorned with tribal tattoos.

She settled into bed first, welcoming him with open arms as he joined her, positioning himself above her. He nestled his face into the crook of her neck, planting a soft, lingering kiss before finding his comfort.

“I’m not heavy am I mama?”

“No, you are fine my love. Just close your eyes and get some rest.” She gently traced her fingers along his back, moving up to his curls, massaging his scalp as she listened to his deep sighs.

As she gently massaged his scalp, she felt his lips brush against her jawline, enveloping them in a serene silence, the darkness around them deepening their connection.

Genesis gazed down at Jimmy, who was looking up into her eyes, making her smile as she realized he was wide awake.

“What Bo?” Genesis asked.

“Nothing, you just look pretty Gigi. Just makes me wonder how good you would look in a wedding dress.” Jimmy said, causing her to chuckle at him softly.

“Well keep on wondering until you get on that one knee for me sir.”

“It’s gonna happen, don't worry.”

She sighed dramatically while looking into his eyes, recognizing the deep love she felt for him. She was certain that he would soon be her husband, marking her second marriage when they finally tie the knot.

He was the one

His affection for her is profound, and he goes to great lengths to keep her safe. Their love for each other is deep; she can sense his fingers entwining with hers as he kisses her palm and gently caresses the back of her hand with his thumb.

“Do you ever think about it, Gigi?” 

She arched an eyebrow at him, saying, "Marriage? Absolutely. It's something I ponder constantly, especially when I'm lost in my thoughts…" She hesitated briefly, gathering her thoughts before continuing.

“Wondering what mamas?”

"Curious about the experience of being with a wonderful man and enjoying a happy marriage," Jimmy gently pressed his lips against hers before they switched places, with her now on top, their fingers still intertwined.

Every time they were together, she felt a flutter in her stomach, particularly when he gazed at her with those captivating eyes that seemed to draw her closer.

And the way he would just grab her up by the throat did numbers on her.

Jimmy began to speak, “well you have a good man which is me, you know I’m right here baby.” He said.

“I know, I know. But I’m not used to having a good man like you Jimmy ion even know what to do.” She responded.

Jimmy sat up straight, resting his head against the headboard. He placed his hands on her hips, gently rubbing his thumbs along each side. Their faces were just inches apart as she looked deeply into his captivating eyes.

“You don’t gotta do nothing mamas, I told you lemme’ take care of you. Imma make sure you straight baby.” He continued on. “We in this together forever.”

He pressed his lips against hers several times before gently pulling back, a smile blossoming on her face as she nodded. "Forever?"

“Forever Gigi, you gonna be my wife and have my kids mamas, ion want you to feel scared because of what that fool did to you. I’m right here for you always.” She attempted to decipher his facial expression, hoping to determine the sincerity of his words, as she was cautious about getting her hopes up.

He was genuinely committed; his desire was for her to be his lifelong partner and the mother of his children. That was his ultimate wish in their relationship—he anticipated that Trinity would share his feelings, but when her true motives became clear, he chose to pursue a brighter future.

She gently cradled his face with her delicate hands, leaning in to kiss him deeply. Their lips met in a slow, passionate embrace, and she felt his tongue exploring her mouth while his hands gripped her hips, encouraging her to move against him.

The intoxicating aroma of him enveloped her senses as his fingers wove through his curls, intensifying their kiss. Genesis craved him deeply, feeling his arousal pressing against her through the fabric of her nightgown, which concealed the fact that she wore no panties beneath.

His lips brushed against her neck, leaving a perfect mark as she tilted her head to the side, granting him greater access. She continued to sway her hips, feeling herself grow increasingly aroused with each passing moment.

“Hmm, Jimmy.” She moaned softly.

“What’s up mamas? What’chu want?” He murmured between her skin glancing up at her.

She grasped his hand, guiding it beneath her nightgown as he started to caress her slick folds, sensing her arousal for him, which made him lick his lips in anticipation.

“Damn, you this wet fo’ me baby? I did this to you?”

She gave a slight nod, recalling how he had licked his fingers before pressing her down onto the sheets—he lowered his sweatpants and boxers, revealing his impressive eight-inch erection, with pre-cum glistening at the tip.

He gazed at her shimmering form, anticipating the moment it would yield to him. As he caressed himself a few times, he positioned himself at her entrance, and a shared moan escaped their lips.

Genesis was overwhelmed with a craving for him to penetrate her deeply, her eyes locked onto his artificial gaze, which radiated pure lust and longing. As he lifted her legs onto his shoulders, he began a slow, deep thrust, leaning in closer, causing her legs to widen as their bodies met with intensity.

As his lips brushed against her neck, showering her with tender, wet kisses, he placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. Their foreheads touched as they gazed at his member, glistening with her creamy essence, moving in and out of her.

His hips collided with her thighs, the sound of their skin meeting echoing in the air as he passionately made love to her—he thrust deeper, eliciting a roll of her eyes back in ecstasy as he quickened his rhythm.

“Ouu Daddy.” Genesis whimpered.

“What princess? Does it feel good?” Jimmy watched her intently as she bit her lower lip and nodded her head, cooing softly. “Pretty as fuck mamas, whatchu wanna say baby?”

“Nut in me Bo, I want you to coat my walls up so good with your nut.” With an innocent gaze, she spoke as he pressed his lips against hers.

“Imma nut all inside of this pretty ass pussy, she so fucking pretty fuck mamas.”

Throughout the night, the air was thick with their moans and groans, accompanied by the sound of their bodies colliding, as he aimed to ensure she experienced every part of him until she could take no more.

Throughout the night, the air was thick with their moans and groans, accompanied by the sound of their bodies colliding, as he aimed to ensure she experienced every part of him until she could take no more.

He would softly murmur affectionate words into her ear while she reciprocated by caressing every inch of his body, tracing the tribal tattoos that captivated her heart.

This is my pussy mamas Feels so good being deep inside of you baby Imma make you my wife  Gimmie yo’ body baby give it to daddy

His voice was rich and gravelly as he guided her, causing her legs to quiver and her eyes to flutter back, enveloping her in a euphoric haze that made her feel as if she were floating on air.

She was his ride or die And so was he.

They were so absorbed in their own little world that they completely overlooked the flood of text messages from Quincy on her phone.

Q💔: Gigi baby? Can we talk this out please? Q💔: can we start over I promise I won’t do the things I did before I miss you Q💔: Please baby girl 

GUARDED

a/n: ngl Jimmy is one crazy mf I tell you and Quincy yo’ ass is next.

but I hope yall enjoy this chapter lmk in the comments below.

STAY UCEY.

chapter sixteen

previous chapter

[justwinginglife]

The New Normal

Once again, my adhd is not allowing me the motivation to finish getting through my request box so here- have an original fic because this is the best my brain can do at the current moment. Also, how ironic is it that I'm a Hoshina girlie but I swear my longest fics have been Narumi fics and I DON'T know why. Anyway, hope yall like this- it's been awhile since I've written Narumi but I've had this prompt in the back of my head for awhile. @ryzheling please come take your man back, why's he in my head?

Synopsis: You and Narumi meet again after having been broken up for years. And not only do you meet, you're now working together. Shit's gonna be awkward either way so you have the (not so) brilliant idea to fuck each other out of your systems and then go back to being professional. Approx Word Count: 7200 Tags: Angst w/ happy ending, smut, fingering, p in v, handcuffs make an appearance, dacryphilia Warning: NSFW

“Alright, come on. Might as well get it out of the way now. Let’s fuck.”

Gen Narumi sat at his desk (because standing wasn’t an option at the moment) with his knees weak, hands trembling, and jaw clenched, the minute you strode through his office doors, blunt as always. 

He’d seen your request to transfer to his Division, he’d denied it at least three times, and yet here you were, lively as ever. He knew the higher up’s favored you, he knew they wanted you in the First Division, and he knew they’d do almost anything to have you, but he didn’t know that his say as the Captain of the First Division was so insignificant. He was the strongest member of the JADKF and yet he couldn’t even deny a transfer request from his ex-girlfriend. How pathetic was that? And now he’d have to see you every single day, because you were his new Vice Captain. What a cruel twist of fate. 

He wasn’t even sure why you’d accepted the job in the first place. Weren’t you worried it’d be awkward? Weren’t you worried he’d hold a grudge and retaliate, make your life miserable? Or even worse, weren’t you worried he might still harbor romantic feelings for you? Weren’t you worried you might sink back into old patterns, fall in love again, and end disastrously again? Or was he so undesirable that you weren’t concerned you’d fall in love with him in the slightest?

“Did you hear me? I said we should fuck.”

“W-why?” He sputtered, half aggravated and half tormented.

“Because you’re looking at me with a face that says you’re worried we’ll end up hooking up -like I knew you would- so I figure we may as well get it out of our systems now. And then, with all distractions out of the way, you can let me do my job, I’ll let you do yours, and the First Division can properly make its mark on the history books. Deal?” You stuck your hand out for him to shake, like participating in the most intimate of acts together was nothing more than a contract between business partners. Like he hadn’t been dreaming of the day when he could touch you and kiss you again. Like it was nothing more than a basic, primal instinct. And he couldn’t tell if he was more pissed off or more heartbroken.

He slapped your hand away. “You’re a dumbass, you’ve always been a dumbass, and you always will be a dumbass. Get out of my Division if you’re going to keep spouting bullshit.” 

“Unfortunately, you’re stuck with me. Unless you’d like to argue with every single one of our superiors who approved my transfer.”

He grit his teeth. “And why did you transfer here anyway? To make me miserable?”

“Contrary to popular belief, my world does not revolve around you Gen Narumi. I’m going to change the world, and for that, I need to be at the very top. Your Division just so happens to be the best, and I need the best. That is all.”

Some small part of him knew you weren’t here for him. He knew you’d always been ambitious. He’d always loved your ambition. But it just killed him that you were treating him as nothing more than a stepping stone for that ambition. He was just some rung on a ladder that you needed to climb over. Someone you once cared for and couldn’t spare the time to care for ever again. So now, he had a choice: to be seething or to be sorrowful, and he chose seething. 

“Well too bad for you, Ms. ‘High and Mighty’. I’m still the Captain of this Division and what I say goes. If I say you don’t participate in the next mission, then you don’t participate. If I say you sit your ass down and shut up, then you sit your ass down and shut up. Matter of fact, if I say you don’t step one foot outside of this office, you don’t see the light of day ever again. So you can tell your career plans they’re on hold until I decide to have mercy on you.”

You smiled and it killed him. “I missed you too, Gen. Offer still stands. I’m setting up my office next door, thinking of introducing myself to the officers afterwards. Feel free to stop by when you want.” You blew him a kiss and strode off.

He scowled at your back. What the fuck just happened??

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“Shinonome, right? Can I just call you Rin? I have a feeling we’re going to be such good friends.”

Narumi’s brow twitched as he watched you giddily befriend every single one of his officers like they were all under your command and not his. And they all seem to love having a commander who was as cheerful as you were. Cheerful. What a lie that was. You were anything but cheerful when you ripped his heart out and left him. He didn’t dare to recall the way he’d also ripped your heart out too. It was easier when you were the bad guy.

“I say, beers on me tonight. Whoever is off duty tonight can join in and whoever is on duty tonight can have a beer on me tomorrow. Who’s in?”

Everyone responded to your proposal with a rousing cheer. 

Narumi hated it. Regardless, somehow, he found himself trailing behind the crowd like he was a lost puppy. He wasn’t sure why he’d decided to join, but it seemed his feet weren’t going to provide him with any answers anytime soon.

You’d noticed his presence but did your best to ignore it, to allow him his peace and his dignity. You made your rounds, chatting up every officer, asking what they needed from you as their Vice Captain, asking what could be better. 

Narumi was sure you couldn’t care for him less, until a server handed him a cider instead of a beer and he questioned it, saying it must’ve been a mistake as you’d ordered beers for the whole lot. She whispered in his ear, “The Vice Captain said you hated beer but loved cider. Even said to put it in a beer mug so your particular preferences don’t draw attention.” He was shocked you’d remembered. He’d been prepared to swallow his pride along with the stupid drink, but you’d saved him from a whole night of pretending not to gag. Just what was going on in your mind? Would he ever know?

When you saw him receive his drink, you lifted your glass to him from across the room. For a moment, his heart skipped a beat. And then that moment ended when you gulped down your drink and turned back to your conversation with some eager officers. 

That was the only interaction you had with him all night and he wasn’t sure what to make of it. Were you mocking his tastes? But then, if you were, you would’ve made sure everyone knew he was a picky drinker. You would’ve had them deliver it to him in a different cup and you would’ve pointed out the difference to everyone. Did you…care for him? But you didn’t talk to him one bit the entire night. So it couldn’t be that. Was this what it was like being platonic coworkers? Was this the new normal? If so, he hated it more than when you weren’t in his life at all. When you were here, you were both too close for comfort and not close enough. When you were here, he regretted all the times you weren’t. When you were here, he wanted you to stay. And when he wanted you to stay, it killed him.

Maybe that idea of fucking you out of his system wasn’t half bad, but he’d never admit it to you. 

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“And that, ladies and gentleman, is what not to do in a fight.” You laughed as you pulled yourself off the ground. 

Since you’d started working in the First Division, you’d been making so many changes left and right -all for the benefit of the team- that it almost gave Narumi whiplash, and your most recent “brilliant idea” was to spar with him in front of the rookies, both to give them a learning opportunity and to see how you stacked up against him. As it turned out, after all these years, you still couldn’t beat him. But you came pretty close and, if anything, your loss boosted the team’s confidence in their Captain, so you felt it was a win either way.

“That, ladies and gentleman, is why you don’t challenge the Captain to a duel.” He snorted, mocking your previous tone.  

“Would it make me a rather bad influence if I declared a rematch then?” You grinned, dust and grime smeared across your brow.

He was always amazed how undaunted you appeared, even in the face of a humiliating loss. If he’d lost like that, in front of all these impressionable rookies, he’d sulk in his room for at least a week. But you, you simply wiped the dirt from your cheeks and hoisted yourself back onto your feet, ready for round two. If he wasn’t actively trying to dislike you, he might love you. 

“No, but it does make you a bad influence that you’ve been keeping all these rookies from their lunch. Everyone- go eat now, or you’re benched on the next mission.” He waved them away and began to trudge off. He hated that he could hear you following behind him. 

You stayed silent the whole walk, and he could almost believe that maybe you were just going in the same direction as him, and maybe it had nothing to do with him. But when he turned into his office, you turned right behind him.

“What do you want?” He snapped, turning to face you.

“You do realize that when you said everyone has to eat, that includes you, right?”

He scowled. “I’m going to eat.”

You raised a skeptical brow at him. Then you peered over at his desk where bags of potato chips and gummy worms were strewn across its surface. “Junk food does not count.”

He snorted. “And what about you? I don’t see you eating.” 

You gave him a wide grin. “As a matter of fact, I just so happen to have two bento boxes. I was thinking you’d like one.” You pulled open your bag and procured two boxes for his viewing pleasure.

“I don’t want your stupid bento box, now get out of my office before I make you.” He grumbled, arms crossed.

“Mmm. Even if it has…sausages?”

He shifted his weight. “Okay, but did you-”

“Cut them up like octopuses? Yeah. I did.”

“I’m not a child, you know. I don’t like them because they look like octopuses.”

“I know. You like them because it makes the-” 

“-Makes the flavor taste better!” 

You bit back a laugh when he interrupted. You knew he’d never forgive you if you laughed. But ever since you’d started dating, you’d notice he’d only eat sausages if they were cut in a particular way, and every time you asked, he always insisted that somehow it made the flavor taste better. You didn’t understand it, but you never cooked sausages again without cutting them the way he liked. And even after you broke up, it was a force of habit. Sometimes you’d catch yourself cutting them and think of him, think of the old normal. Smile a little before the tears came. Sometimes you wouldn’t even realize you’d done it until the very next day when you’d open up your lunch and see them sitting pretty on top of your rice. And then you’d cry again. Eventually, you stopped buying sausage. 

Of course, when you started working with him again, you’d invested in a whole pack of sausages because you figured you’d need to bribe him someday. Apparently today was that day. You just didn’t think you’d be bribing him to eat.

You munched on your lunch quietly as you watched him. Part of you just wanted to make sure he was actually eating, but part of you couldn’t help but be curious if he still liked your cooking after all this time. When he didn’t say anything, you started to sulk. “Soooo…how’s the food?”

“Fine.” He continued to chew.

You inched closer. “But like…how’s it taste?”

“Again, fine.” More chewing.

“Damnit, Narumi. Is it good or is it not?”

The edge of his lip twitched and, for a minute, you swore you saw a hint of a smile before it vanished, like it never appeared. “It’s not good, it’s not bad, like I said- it’s fine.”

“Oh, okay. So if it’s not good, maybe I should take my sausages back then.” You reached for his bento but he quickly turned away from you, holding it out of reach.

“Hey! What kinda shitty manners is it to offer someone a lunch and then try and take it back from them? Barbarian, I swear.” He grumbled, munching more quickly on his food now.

You burst into laughter. “So you do like it, you little asshole.”

“Hey, I’m not a-”

“I’ll bring more tomorrow then.”

“Okay.”

You sat in silence again, but this time it was different. This time you weren’t his ex or his Vice Captain. This time, you were just a girl who brought him lunch. And he liked it. And for now, it was enough for the both of you. But ‘now’ doesn’t last forever.

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“So, I’ve been thinking, maybe we should fuck after all.”

You almost fell out of your chair. “What? Why the change in heart?”

He shrugged as though it were simple, but didn’t dare to meet your eyes. “The team likes you. Much as I hate to admit it, you do good work. You’re not a half bad Vice Captain. So maybe we should fuck and get it over with. Do what you said. Get it out of our system. And then just be coworkers.”

Your heart sank when he said that. You knew it was your idea and you knew it was somewhat logical albeit unconventional, but you didn’t expect him to agree to it. You expected him to be the same old Gen that he always was. You expected him to be the man that didn’t have sex unless the sex meant something. But maybe that version of him died when the relationship did. Maybe this was all of him that you had left. Maybe you had to get him out of your system too. 

So you agreed.

He kissed you first, but it was so hesitant that you could barely call it a kiss. 

You sighed loudly. “Gen, can you maybe kiss me like I’m not your ex girlfriend? How are we supposed to fuck if you’re acting like a virgin?”

He glared at you before wrapping his hands around your waist and yanking you towards him, slamming his lips down on yours again. 

Now you were getting somewhere.

Your fingers tangled in his hair and you gave his locks a tug, smirking against his lips when he let out a slight whine. You slipped your tongue into his mouth and he accepted your invasion, flicking his own tongue out hungrily to greet you. He backed you into a wall as he continued his pursuit of you, swallowing down every noise of pleasure that escaped your lips. 

“You…do…realize-” You panted as he began to grind his hips against yours, head arching back, “Fuuuck…that you literally…have a…couch and a desk…in your office. And we’re…fucking against…the wall.”

He smirked against your lips. “Mmm couch fucking is for girlfriends. You’re just some slut that wants her fill, yeah?”

“Asshole.” You bit down on his lip hard. “If anyone’s the slut here, it’s you. Who’s the one that begged me to fuck him?”

He scoffed. “And who’s the one who proposed it in the first place?”

He tore your shirt open, palm coming up to cup your breast. He touched you greedily, squeezing your plushness in his hands as he flicked his tongue rapidly against your hardened nipple. He’d never been like this before. No, when you’d had sex in the past, he’d taken his time to caress every inch of you so softly and sweetly. He’d tease you so incessantly that you had to beg for even just his tip. And he’d make you feel loved like you’d never known love before. But not today. Today, you were just some stranger trying to get off, same as him. 

“If you’re going to be so impatient, why don’t you just put it in already?” You complained. 

He laughed darkly.  “If you insist.” 

You didn’t even have time to whine about how this was your favorite pair of pants before he yanked them off of you, buttons flying to who knows where. You made a mental note to order a new uniform and put it on his tab, but before you could sulk further, he hoisted you up so your legs wrapped around his waist and positioned himself at your entrance. 

Shit, wait, you weren’t sure you were ready yet-

“Ah, f-fuck! G-Gen!” You cried out as he speared his way through your slick folds. It had been so long since you’d last had sex that you were feeling completely overwhelmed by the way he slammed into your cervix with no remorse. “Shit, why are you so tight?” He groaned. “Don’t you want it?” 

“I want it, I want it, I just…fuuuuck, maybe slower?”

He rolled his eyes but decreased his speed slightly. “If you can’t take the heat-”

“Yeah, yeah, I know. Shut up and kiss me.”

He buried himself in your lips like he was chasing a high that only your taste could give him. And he tried to forget how familiar this all was. Tried to forget the days when he got lost in the taste of you. Tried to forget the quick pecks you’d exchange before heading off to work in the mornings, tried to forget the long, drawn out kisses when he’d returned home, lips finding yours ever so eagerly. Because he missed you. Because he loved you. 

But the years came and went, and your lips still slotted against his perfectly, and you still made his favorite sounds, and you still remembered what he liked as much as he remembered what you liked, and it was like no time had passed at all. 

“Gen,” You sighed against his lips like you had a thousand times before. 

He wanted to treat you like a one night stand, like some stranger on the street. He desperately wanted to use you like you were using him right now and forget he’d ever loved you. But it wasn’t some stranger sighing his name the way he’d dreamed about on repeat; it was you. And no matter how hard he tried to fight it, he missed this all too much. He missed the old normal. He missed the way you fit in his arms, the way you used to never leave his arms. So he decided that, just for today (as he would never -and could never- let it happen again), he’d give in and imagine you were his again. He’d imagine that you were simply returning home from work, ready to show him how much you wanted him, how much you needed him, how much you’d thought about him all day. You didn’t have to ever know that he was thinking these thoughts. For all you knew, he was just doing as you’d proposed and fucking you out of his system. But he knew that he was secretly holding onto every moment of intimacy that he was allowed because, in the end, he’d have only these memories to keep him warm at night. 

So he kissed you deeper, kissed you harder, kissed you longer. His hands wandered the expanse of your breathtaking body until he was sure the feeling would engrave itself into his skin, into his soul. He lavished his attention on every sweet spot that made you squeal and squirm for him, the way he’d always loved. And his pace began to slow, as if he were begging time to simply stop. He hoped you wouldn’t notice that he was drawing this moment out but you did. 

“Stamina run out or something?” You teased.

His heart rate quickened as he frantically began to rack his brain for some way to explain this to you. That’s when he realized that he could make use of the situation. “Just thinking that I’ve been doing all the work and you should pull your weight.” He played it off like he was just making some witty remark, but inside, he was praying you’d take his bait. 

You did. You snorted, “And how am I supposed to pull my weight?”

“Ride me.” He said the words a little too quickly and he was hoping you wouldn’t notice that he was simply using this opportunity to live out a fantasy he’d been dreaming about ever since you broke up. 

“Well I can’t very well ride you when I’m hung up on a wall, now can I?” You tried to sound inconvenienced, but you couldn’t help the familiar fluttering in your chest when you heard his request. It was just like old times. It couldn’t be considered your fault for reliving the past if he was the one who brought it up, now could it? “Well? Are you going to sit down for me then?”

He took his sweet time sauntering over to his office chair to counter the hasty manner in which he’d proposed this endeavor in the first place. He couldn’t appear too eager, after all. 

But how he wanted to appear did not matter in the slightest once you’d straddled him and sunk down on his length. Because now, now he was a pussy drunk idiot who couldn’t help the moans that tumbled from his lips when he felt you clenching around his cock as you thrust down on him mercilessly. Now, he couldn’t help the way he cried out your name like he was simultaneously pleading for you to go easy on him and yet also begging you not to stop for anything. Even if the world ended right at this very minute, he hoped he could stay sheathed within your velvety depths until his last breath. 

You were just so perfect, the way you bounced up and down on his cock, the way you took every inch of him, the way you played with your breasts as they swayed, the way you gasped and groaned with each overstimulating sensation. And, finally, the way you fell apart on his cock, squirting and squirming, orgasm ripping through you the way it only did when you were with him. 

Of course, it was that perfect image of you, on full display for him, that sent him barreling over the edge as well, and soon, his cum was sloshing up against yours as he filled you to the brim, biting down on his lip the whole way, to avoid sounding as pathetic as he felt. 

And he felt even more pathetic when you pulled away from him shortly after, reminding him that he’d only ever be chasing the aftertaste of you. 

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You had thought that fucking each other out of your systems would make it easier to work together. You thought wrong. 

Now, Narumi barely wanted to be around you at all. If he spotted you coming towards him, he’d change directions. If he needed something, he’d ask a Platoon Leader or he’d figure it out himself. 

As hurt as you were (and you hadn’t realized just how overwhelmingly painful it would actually be), you kept up with your chipper self because you didn’t dare to damage troop morale just because you had a dumb idea and ran with it like an idiot. Of course, you being your usual happy self only made things worse with Narumi. 

He knew that it was his own conscious choice to imagine your little affair as something more, as something precious, but even with him keeping his own feelings close to his heart, he didn’t think you were cold enough to simply flip the switch and go back to the way things were with such ease. He had expected even some semblance of hesitancy from you, some desire to continue to pursue him, instead of dooming yourselves to return to your previously grim lives, and he was severely disappointed when you proved him wrong. 

You thought he’d just go on ignoring you forever, and you did your best to respect his space and privacy, but that all changed when a Daikaiju infiltrated the nearby town. 

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“Take it off.”

Narumi’s eyes narrowed at you. “We are not doing this now.”

“Yes, we are, take it off.”

He yanked you into his office. “You do not get to tell me what to do-”

“Gen Narumi, I said take it off!”

He slammed his hand down on his desk. “Damnit! Why do you have to be such a stubborn pain in my ass???”

“Oh, I’m the stubborn one? Who’s the one refusing to take off his suit, ready to head into battle, even though his suit is malfunctioning? You take off the goddamn suit or I will rip it off of you myself. It is my job as your Vice Captain to make sure you don’t get killed.” Your hands sat firmly on your hips as you blocked the only exit in his office. He could hate you for this, but at least he’d be alive to hate you. 

“Oh, it’s your job, is it? It’s always your fucking job. It’s never just because you care about me.” He snapped, eyes wild and rageful. 

You sighed, exasperated. “Of course, I care about you, stupid. Now would you please sit down?”

“No, dammit. I’m the Captain of the First Division. What I say goes. If I say I’m clear for battle then I am.” He snarled.

“Narumi.” You hesitated. “Gen. If you intend on going out there with a broken suit, then I will just have to stay here and make sure you never leave, and then the First Division will be short a Captain and a Vice Captain. Do you really want that? Do you want your soldiers to be without backup?” You spoke firmly but your words were gentler than they’d ever been before. You took a cautious step forward before finally setting your hands on his shoulders. “Please. Stay here. You can hole up in the command center, give orders, boss me around, yell into my comms so loud it shatters my eardrums, do whatever you want, just please. Stay here. I’m begging you.”

His fists clenched and unclenched.

“Gen, please. I do care about you. Please. I don’t want to bury you.”

He let out an exasperated sigh and punched the wall. “FUCK, fine! But I’m in control. I give the orders. No one breathes without my say so.”

“Thank you. I promise, I’ll get everyone home safe.” 

That includes you. He thought it, but he didn’t say it. He didn’t want to think about how self sacrificing you were. How it frustrated him to no end to not be on the battlefield, and how it frustrated him even more to not be by your side to make sure you didn’t do something stupid and selfless, like you always did. He didn’t want to think about how he could lose you for good this time. He didn’t want to think about it so he didn’t.

He sat at command and barked out orders left and right. He sent supplies where supplies were needed and made sure the team never ran out. He did yell into your comms and you did have to mute him at one point. He even made a mental note to bitch at you later for it. But things were going well, so he just didn’t allow himself to think about anything else besides how well it was going. It wasn’t until you murmured so quietly that he almost didn’t catch it, “I’m sorry, Gen,” before shooting down the drone that was following you that he felt his heart drop. What the hell were you doing? And why wasn’t he by your side? Why did he let you convince him to stay behind? Why did you think he wasn’t good enough without a suit to fight with you? Why was he never good enough for you? Why did you feel like you had to change the world alone? To take on the world alone? Why had he let you be alone? Why? Why? Why?

He threw on his jacket. “On route to site, be there in five.”

He could hear his Platoon Leaders protesting over the comms -probably on orders from you- but he didn’t care anymore. He only cared about you. Maybe this was what he’d been the most afraid of all along. Not that you’d find it awkward working with him, not that you’d hate him or that he’d hate you, not that you might fall in love again or hurt each other again, but that he’d have to watch you die. Or worse, not be there when you died. Not see your smile one more time. Not hear your laugh one more time. Not hear the way you whined his name when you were lecturing him. Not hear the way you whined his name when you were intimate with him. 

Please. Please be alive. He’d never prayed in his entire life, never relied on anyone but himself, but now he found himself praying to a God he wasn’t even sure existed, all because he was terrified of what he’d see when he arrived. 

When he landed -he’d commandeered a copter because a car wasn’t fast enough- the battle had already come to its conclusion. Everyone seemed to be accounted for, with all their limbs and lives intact. Everyone, except you. Where the hell were you? He hoped to God it wasn’t under the rubble. Why was there so much damn rubble? 

A noise cut through the heavy air and it was the most beautiful noise he’d ever heard in his entire life. It was your laugh. Or half of it, at least. You’d coughed up blood at the end of it.

“This is nothing, soldiers. Think of it like a papercut.” You laughed through the pain as you began to stitch up your own abdomen, trying to reassure your concerned cohort. “Just remember, we don’t-”

“-We don’t tell the Captain about this.” They repeated back to you.

“Well, well, well. That’s some papercut, Vice Captain. I’m not sure the Captain is dumb enough to miss it even if you don’t tell him.”

Narumi’s voice boomed across the battlefield as he stomped his way towards you and the soldiers that had been surrounding you tensed up immediately. 

You sighed. “Gen-”

“Don’t ‘Gen’ me.” He snapped. Then he turned to face the soldiers who’d been standing nervously nearby. “The Vice Captain and I need to have a little chat; everyone has ten seconds to leave.”

The crowd dispersed in an instant. 

“Gen-” You started to sit up straight.

“I said- don’t call me that. You only get to call me that when you haven’t been a huge jackass.”

You winced. “Sorry. I knew you’d be mad. It’s not…it’s not that bad. I’m still breathing.” You offered up a weak argument, knowing full well it wouldn’t satisfy him. 

“Still breathing?? You think that’s what I want to hear after I literally stole a helicopter to rush here?? You think THIS-” He gestured emphatically to your wounds, “-is what I want to see when I arrive??” 

“I’m sorry, okay?”

“Sorry’s not enough. What if I lost you?”

“You’ve already done it once before, you can do it aga-”

“No. No, I can’t.” His voice was firm, but perhaps you were the only one who could discern the slight hitch in his breath, the slight crack in his tone. 

“But I…I thought you were still upset at me… about the…” You didn’t have to say it. He immediately knew you meant that night in his office.

“I am still upset. But I…I’m not heartless. I don’t…I don’t want to lose you. I still-” He swallowed as if the words physically pained him, “I still care about you.”

And it was in that moment that you realized that he was still yours. He’d always been yours. And you were his. And before you knew it, you were kissing him. 

He was shocked, at first, but then he was kissing you back, desperately, longingly. 

“I’m sorry,” You murmured in between kisses, “I shouldn’t,” You kissed him harder, “Have made you worry.” 

His arms hooked around your waist, pulling you closer to him. “Damn right, you shouldn’t have.” And then he was burying his lips into yours again and again.

The two of you might’ve continued on like this forever, grasping onto each other tightly, vying for each other’s air, consuming one another, if Shinonome didn’t clear her throat.

“So, are we clear to roll out, Vice Captain, Captain?”

You pulled apart awkwardly, cheeks burning bright. “Right. Yes. Carry on.” Somehow, you’d completely forgotten that you were still in the middle of a battlefield and that you were injured. But after she’d called your attention back to the present, you realized that you were, in fact, in a lot of pain. Like, a lot. 

Your legs caved beneath you.

Narumi scooped you up in one smooth motion. “Easy. I’ve got you. Told you not to go overboard, didn’t I? You never listen.”

“Um, actually, you didn’t tell me anything. Someone was busy ignoring me.” You stuck your tongue out at him, but you were grateful to him for catching you.

He snorted. “Well, someone was busy pretending like that moment we shared never existed.”

“I- that’s… that’s because it meant something to me. I just didn’t…didn’t know if it’d mean something to you. So I brushed it off. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.” You reached out to weakly stroke his cheek. 

He said nothing for a moment, he just leaned into your touch. Then he finally spoke, “It meant more than you could know.” 

“I know, Gen. Trust me, I know. It meant a lot to me too. I…I really missed you. I still do.”

He sucked in a breath, but kept marching forward with you in his arms.

“Please say something. Anything. Do you miss me too?”

He rolled his eyes. “What are you, dense? Of course I miss you. I… I love you.”

You smiled at him and it was like the clouds parted, the sun shining through. “I love you too.”

He said nothing in response, but you could tell his eyes were lighter, brighter. 

Maybe everything would be okay now. Maybe you still had a chance to patch things up, pick up where you left off. 

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It took you several months to fully heal, but Gen checked up on you everyday, and it made the recovery process somewhat less agonizing.

You officially got back together, after having a minor spat about who was supposed to ask who out (Gen thought that he’d already done enough by confessing his love and you were the one who had scared him half to death and therefore owed him this; you thought Gen was the one who had already gotten the ball rolling with his little love confession and he should’ve just sealed the deal and officially asked you to be his again), but eventually all was as it should be once again. 

You made him the same bento boxes, he made the same butterflies appear in your stomach. You snuggled him to sleep, he hogged the blankets, but he never let go of you ever again. You fell into your familiar routine like you’d never left in the first place.

And when you were all healed up, Gen cuffed you to the bed. 

“Doctor said,” Gen’s fingers began to trail teasing paths up your thighs, “That since you’re all better,” He pressed a hot kiss against your neck, his feather-light touch running across the rim of your slicked entrance, “You can go back to your…regular activities. So why don’t we make this the regular?” 

You’d barely squeaked out, “Yes,” before his fingers were parting your folds and delving into your welcoming depths. He swirled his fingers around inside you, collecting your every drop of arousal. You whimpered as he ignited every bundle of nerves within your shuddering walls, attempting to reacquaint himself with every inch of you that he’d been missing these last few years. Every inch of you that squirmed for him, every inch of you that yearned for his touch, every inch was his for the taking and he intended to collect. 

His lips crashed into yours, drawing your attention to the sudden, heavy barrage of kisses he’d begun to rain down upon you. Your tongues intertwined themselves, exchanging saliva and salvation with every passionate collision, and he thought to himself that he could’ve kept kissing you forever. Could’ve kept losing himself in the taste of you. And maybe he would’ve… if he wasn’t so tremendously and egregiously rock-hard at the moment. 

As if it would sate his unyielding thirst for you, his fingers jolted forward, burying themselves as deep as they could possibly go. When you cried out for him, voice dipped in ecstasy and slight surprise, he felt his pants tighten to a painful degree. He began to rock his hips forward, reveling in the delicious friction that your thigh provided him while he continued to pleasure you. Of course, humping your leg was only satisfying until the tears began to roll down your cheeks. He accidentally caught a taste of your tears while he’d been devouring your lips and suddenly his previously sizeable appetite turned ravenous before he knew it. Unable to stop himself, he dared to lick a stripe up your cheek. The salt simmered on his tongue and boiled the blood in his veins. 

Hissing under his breath, he ripped his belt off, impatient to free his aching cock from its restrictive confines. If curling his fingers was all it took to get tears skipping down your cheeks, he wondered just how much you’d cry for him when he split you open on his dick. 

He yanked his fingers out of you, resulting in a whine on your part. 

“Shh, shh. ‘Mm gonna make ya feel real good, kay, baby?” His thumb ran across your lower lip soothingly. “Just be good for me, yeah?”

You nodded your obedience.

The bed shifted beneath you as he adjusted himself on top of you, lining up his cock to your entrance. “My beautiful, perfect girl. Want you to say my name for me. Can you do that?”

He hadn’t even given you the time to nod again. He was already buried balls deep by the time you’d even exhaled.

Your cuffs clanged pathetically against the bed frame as your body surged forward to meet his every (increasingly) persistent thrust. “Gen!” Euphoria flooded through you, every wave of pleasure increasing as he buried himself deeper and deeper. Every sharp plunge of his cock made more tears spill down your cheeks and he lapped up every single one, eyes glazed over with lust. 

“C’mon, love. Think you can do better than that. Give me more.” He growled, nipping at your flesh here and there. 

“G-Gen…t-too…too much! G-gonna…”

“Gonna what? Tell me, baby.”

“C-come for you!” You gasped out. 

He kissed you harshly. “So come for me then.”

When your orgasm came, it crashed into you, full force. You arched against him, body stuttering, lips quivering, ecstasy all-consuming. Every sweet, seductive inch of you became unraveled beneath him, and it sent sparks soaring through him.

With a slight, satisfied smirk, he buried himself deep into your cervix and allowed himself release at last. His hot, milky cum flooded past your clenching walls, spilling evidence of his satisfaction out of your entrance. 

Once the initial euphoria wore off, he uncuffed you, and you collapsed into his arms. He welcomed you, pulling you tightly against him. 

“You know,” He began to trail a hand up and down your back, “I thought I knew everything there was to know about you.” He murmured.

Your brows furrowed and you tilted your chin up to look at him. “Don’t you?”

“Didn’t know you looked so pretty when you cry.”

You pinched his cheeks and he laughed.

“Hey, hey! It was a compliment! And I didn’t know what it was gonna do to me, seeing you like that. My sweet, oversensitized lil baby,” He cooed, teasing in his tone.

You rolled your eyes in mock annoyance.  “So is this the new normal now? You torture me and then get off on torturing me?”

He nipped your ear playfully. “If I recall, you were having just as good of a time. After all…who was the one straining against their cuffs just to get a piece of this dick?”

You bit your lip to keep from laughing. “Don’t have to put it so crudely.” 

He grinned from ear to ear. “I’m just sayin- I think I like the new normal. Could get used to it.”

“Well…I seem to remember someone saying in the past that he didn’t wanna try handcuffs because he was too scared he’d lose the key. So I guess, even after all those years together, there’s still new things for us to try.”

He huffed, withdrawing his arms from you so he could cross them in a show of indignation. “I never said I was scared!”

This time, you couldn’t help the laughter from bubbling up. “I think we’re remembering things differently, Gen,” You teased. “But I just meant that, I think I like the new normal too. I wanna make more memories with you. Better ones. Ones that are so unbelievably amazing that we forget we ever broke up.”

He cocked a brow at you. “That’s quite the declaration.”

You shrugged. “I think we can do it. After all, we’re the Captain and Vice Captain of the strongest division in Japan. I don’t think there’s much we can’t do.”

Sighing contentedly for the first time in years, he wrapped his arms around you again, pulling you close. “I’m in agreement.” 

And so you settled into your familiar place by his side, under the familiar roof you once shared, the familiar beat of his heart keeping time to yours, and together drifted off into dreams of brighter days to come, both holding tight to a silent vow to never again let the new normal become a thing of the past.

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[pyreofsunflowers]

I legit don't understand why Alutegra is the fanon-canon ship in Hellsing. i don't get it for the life of me. Aluseras is a superior pairing in like every regard. -> before I go on this rant. I HAVE NOT READ THE HELLSING MANGA. I also really dislike the writing in a lot of Hellsing and take problems w/ a lot of elements in the plot. I probably have a different reading of the story than you. I might be missing something. Don't take this THAT seriously.

I guess I could see it in Ultimate purely because Alucard is really rude to Seras for no reason (which in my opinion is out of character and is just written in to make him more "edgy" and a lot of his mean-ness seems to be an attempt at humor but I digress) but like - that's the only reason? He and Integra have no screen time alone and Integra is hardly a character in Ultimate. There's also pip? But c'mon no one actually ships pip and seras or saw that as actual love right. Lets be honest here. At most they fucked. But personally I think Seras would do better than a guy who literally just harasses her.

But if were talking about 2001 - which has vastly superior writing and characters, even if it isn't perfect - Alucard and Seras obviously have affection for eachother and FUCKING KISS IN THE FIRST SCENE OF THEM TOGETHER. Seras feels safe around him, he's always looking out for her, there flirting like every time there together. Even when she sees him at his most monstrous she still respects and harbors obvious feelings for him. Oh - and Integra even implies attraction between them by chiding Alucard for his "young girl companion" in reference to Seras. Compare that to the way Integra treats him - she's constantly pissed off w/ him and there relationship is professional at best. She hates his ass! There is no way she's into him!

And I know a lot of people say "oh but Hirano said there like father and daughter!" but he didn't? He said the opposite - that there relationship is complex and involves a lot of dynamics. even though there written with no real relationship in Ultimate and 2001 is p. standrard implied attraction w/o enough time for it to develop) and if anything Alucard and Integra share more of a familial relationship seeing as he watched her grow up and says shit like "you'll always be that little girl to me..." I think that's way more father-daughter than kissing on the mouth and flirting but YOU KNOW that's just me.

anyways yeah. Aluseras sweep.

reblog and comment if you want another post about how much I love Aluseras and want to hear about the version of there story I made up in my head that involves the reincarnation lore from 1992 Dracula

[thatoneluckybee]

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I think I need that "Wow, I haven't stubbed my toe in five months! I was then shot fifty-seven times." Audio again

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The gang’s all here!! They’re on the case!! And there’s no ghost that they wouldn’t chase!!!!!

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[rj-orion]

"Love" A poem by me :)

I love harder than the sun loves the stars

I love harder than the ocean loves the moon

I love harder than the desert loves monsoons

I love this hard to ensure I fit your expectations right up to par

If you love me like the birds love the sky

And need me like the earthworm needs dirt

If you love me like a sailor loves the sea

And need me like a king needs his queen

Then you'll get all my love and more I promise; that, you will see

Hold me like the universe holds it's galaxies

Hold me like the forests hold their animals

Protect me like a clam protects its pearl

Protect me like a bear would protect her cubs

Do these things and you will have earned all my love

I love harder than the sun loves the stars

Harder than the moon loves the sea

I'll protect and hold you close to me

Like the most important gemstone in my heart

Because when I love

And trust me, I love

That love becomes a form of art.

[gibbearish]

idk, its just. like. a person comes up to you with their heart cradled in their hands. says it is broken, says it hurts. places it in your hands, asks you to please make it stop and trusts you to fix it. wouldnt you be scared, too? wouldn't you be haunted by visions of you tripping and shattering it beyond repair, of driving the thing thats hurting them even further down so that maybe no one can ever get it out, of someone in their deepest darkest moment trusting you with their life and you fucking it up? how could that ever feel like anything but defusing a bomb? trust is such a valuable thing, a powerful thing, a delicate thing, and the more you have the more you get given and the more careful you have to be with it because what if someday you drop it and break it and it turns out you never should have been given it in the first place. wouldnt you be scared?

[cavefairy]

i dont want to have to unfollow so many people but. yeah. its about to get to that point

[uceyliyahh]

GUARDED

summary: Genesis has been protecting her heart ever since she filed for divorce and didn’t want to be in another relationship until he came around and changed her mind.

this fanfic is 18+ NO MINORS ALLOWED

warnings contain: emotional abuse, divorce, depression, fighting, mention of blood, disposal of bodies, slight injuries, mention of a gun, drugs, unprotected sex, mention of baby fever.

word count: 7.2k

AWFUL GRAMMAR IM GETTING BETTER I SWEAR LOL.

smut warning: it’ll come in the story randomly so PLEASE PLEASE look out for it I’m not really good at writing ✍🏽 smuts but I am improving at the moment

Jimmy Uso x Genesis

comments, likes, repost are appreciated I would love the constructive feedback in what area I need to approve in. 🤍

ALSO! I don’t not want nobody stealing my fanfics or take it as theirs that will be an issue fasho so keep it cute respectfully.

I only own my OC along with the make up scenarios

again mdni you have been warned.

thanks to my friend @charmed-dreamssss for helping me with the title 🫶🏽

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San Diego, California - 2:30PM

Genesis and Jimmy were at the gym, where Jimmy assisted Genesis with her form. His hand rested on her waist, drawing her closer as they exchanged glances in the mirror.

His gaze in the mirror sent her stomach into knots, making her so anxious that she intentionally made mistakes just to provoke a response from him.

His deep-set eyes glimmered in a way that he was aware captivated her.

“You messing up on purpose mamas?” Jimmy asked.

“No, it’s hard to focus when I have a handsome man like yourself looking at me like you wanna devour me in this gym right now.” Genesis responded.

Her reply made him laugh, his thumbs gently gliding along the curve of her waist, even though the tension between them was palpable, like a quiet mouse, as they struggled to resist the urge to touch each other.

He positioned himself behind her, maintaining a comfortable distance while still being close enough to assist with her squat technique.

“A’ight.” He spoke softly, "Position your feet shoulder-width apart. Maintain an upright chest, engage your core, and keep your gaze forward. Also, avoid locking your knees."

Genesis carefully followed his guidance, adjusting her position. "Is this how it's done?"

He observed intently from behind her, saying, "Almost there, let me give you a hand."

She sensed one of his hands resting on her waist while the other gently adjusted her thighs from the outside, a blend of caution and assurance in his touch.

"Just like this, sweetheart," he whispered, his voice softly caressing her ear. "Now tilt a bit more, just like mama does."

A wave of anxiety washed over her as her breath hitched in her throat, causing her skin to tingle at his soft caress. Nevertheless, she successfully complied with his guidance and lowered herself into a shallow squat.

“Doing good mamas.” He said.

She nodded and deliberately repeated it slowly, allowing her lips to move slightly more to emphasize her point.

Jimmy’s hand froze.

“Gigi.”

“Yes?” She answered with a soft tone.

“You tryna get us thrown out this gym?”

She turned to him with her wide, innocent eyes and said, 'Bo, I'm not doing anything wrong. I'm simply following your guidance.'

His gaze lingered on her silhouette, his jaw clenching momentarily, “this yo’ second time doing this on purpose.”

She leaned down once more, this time more slowly and with greater depth. “I’m just doing my squats Bo, you’re being dramatic.” 

“Yeah, aight. keep doing squats like that and imma squat something else Gigi.” 

She pressed her lips together to suppress a smile and stood tall. “what? you gonna bend me over or something?”

He moved in even closer, his chest almost touching her back. His hands encircled her waist, holding her more firmly.

“I could, but I won’t because we gotta work in a bit so imma let this one slide.” He muttered quietly.

This made her laugh at him; she was always so daring in his presence, pushing his limits to see if he would take any risks, no matter the consequences.

She turned her head slightly, “you so nasty Bo.”

He moved closer, his lips nearly touching her ear. "You always understand me like this, Gigi," he whispered, pressing his firm body against her so she could sense his excitement. "You have a way of getting me all worked up in this gym."

She glanced around the gym to check if anyone was watching, but no one seemed to notice. This prompted her to take hold of his rigid member, stroking it, which led him to grasp her throat, pulling her closer to him.

“You’d fucked me right here in this gym?” She inquired, casting another look around to ensure they weren't being observed.

“Mhm, if I had it my way. I’ll take you over to one of restrooms and bend that ass over, fucking you until those legs are trembling.” He gestured. “Make you cum all over my dick.”

A sly grin played on her lips as she withdrew her hand from his rigid arousal. With each passing moment, she felt her panties growing wetter, prompting her to squeeze her thighs together in an effort to maintain her composure in the gym.

As he gently brushed aside the strands of her braids from her neck, she felt his warm, wet kisses send shivers down her spine, causing her to melt into him at once. "Daddy," she murmured softly.

“What? Just say the word and I’ll take you over there right now mamas.” He whispered against her skin.

She paused briefly, taking in the scene around her, where people were either immersed in their music or working out. "Take me," she said, and that was all he needed to hear. He stepped up behind her and pulled her toward one of the restrooms, ready to turn her world upside down.

—

Pechanga Arena - 7:00PM

Genesis recently wrapped up her interview with The Street Profits, discussing their aspirations to become the top contenders for the tag team titles tonight. Just then, she took a sip of water and noticed her best friend Jade approaching her.

Before setting her water bottle down, she smiled and embraced her. As they pulled apart, Jade noticed the same radiant glow that had been present for the past four months since Jimmy and her best friend became a couple.

However, that wasn't the reason she was approaching her.

“Girl, first off you’re glowing and secondly have you been checking your messages lately?” Jade said.

She raised an eyebrow at her with a confused expression on her face, “no? Why did something happen?”

Jade took out her phone and opened her messages, showing Genesis several texts from Quincy reaching out to her.

Q💔: Yo Jade tell Gigi to text me back  Q💔: tell her I miss you and want her home please  Q💔: I want to break up with that Samoan ass nigga he don’t know how to deal with her like I can Q💔: you gotta believe me Jade Please 

Genesis's expression twisted in revulsion as she read the messages he had sent to Jade, prompting her to check her own messages and discover multiple notifications from him.

She sighed and rolled her eyes at his latest message, suggesting they meet up tomorrow to sort out their issues.

“He wants me to meet up with him tomorrow, and I’m not doing that. Why can’t he see that I’m cool where I’m at?” She said.

“That’s what I literally told him and he was complaining and talking shit about Jonathan knowing Jonathan would put a bullet to his brain.” 

“I feel like this is a tactic from Zilla, because Quincy don’t be this sympathetic about what he did.” Jade nodded her head in agreement. “Especially with that court date coming up.”

Fuck She completely overlooked her upcoming court date, and it felt as if she was reliving the pain of her divorce. Sitting in that courtroom, away from Quincy, she found herself facing the ordeal once more, but this time it was with Zilla, as she pursued charges against him for nearly assaulting and harassing her during his suspension.

“Thanks for reminding me, I hope He goes to jail. So I can move on from all this if I’m being honest I want to have a baby.” Genesis said as she had seen her best friend's eyes wide open.

“Excuse me? Did my best friend just say she’s having baby fever right now? Oh girl Jon got you hooked.” 

Genesis elbowed her playfully, rolling her eyes—she had been contemplating the idea of starting a family with Jimmy for a while now, but she was also anxious about moving too quickly since they had only been dating for four months, which made her feel apprehensive.

“Yes, I’m having baby fever right now. It just a phase though. I’ll get over it.” 

Jade rolled her eyes, “girl nah, you want that baby with Jon I can feel it especially the way he has been holding you down for four months into the relationship girl that’s a man and husband right there.”

“Don’t you think that’s moving too fast Jade? I mean we’ve only been together for four months, not even a year ion wanna rush into anything.” Jade empathized with her best friend's longing for motherhood, especially since Jimmy was capable of fulfilling that dream, yet she sensed Genesis's uncertainty about the whole baby situation.

She draped her arm over her shoulders while Genesis gazed up at her. "Just take a moment to reflect before rushing into a decision, and have a chat with Jonathan about it. I know he cares for you immensely, Gigi, and would do anything to support you."

Genesis smiled and nodded at her best friend, feeling grateful that she could share anything with her without fear of judgment.

“Well imma go, gotta do a segment for the show but remember what I said Gigi.” Jade said.

“Okay I’ll see you later bestie!” Genesis exclaimed as she pulled her phone out to text Jimmy.

Gigi🤍: Bo?

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: what’s up baby?

Gigi🤍: can we have our little mini walk together? If you aren’t busy ofc

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: is something wrong mamas?

She realized he might think something was amiss, but all she wanted was to have an open and meaningful discussion with him about her thoughts on the baby fever issue that's been on her mind.

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: do I have to catch another body for you mamas bc I’ll do it 

Gigi🤍: No 😭😭 I’m okay I just want to talk to you about something Bo

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: aight I was finna say girl, but I’ll be outside waiting on you when I’m done with the segment for the show aight?

Gigi🤍: okay Bo

With everything being pre-recorded for tonight's Smackdown show, it was likely going to take him a while to wrap up. So, she took the initiative, grabbing her hoodie from the equipment box and her phone before heading out to the front.

As she scrolled through her phone, catching glimpses of her family's posts from home that she longed for, she wished for a day or two off to book a flight back. Lost in thought, she accidentally collided with someone, only to realize it was Trinity of all people.

She sighed in exasperation when her friend remained silent until she finally called out her name, grabbing her attention.

“Whore? How the fuck am I the whore? When he wanted me first?” Genesis clapped back, placing her phone in her pocket.

“You ruined everything me and him had going on!” Trinity hollered as she pointed her finger at her.

“I didn’t ruin anything, it just seems like he made up his mind and didn’t want you anymore.” She responded while shrugging her shoulders.

At that moment, Trinity reached her breaking point with Genesis's sarcastic comments. She charged at Genesis, attempting to grab her braids, but Genesis skillfully dodged, delivering a brutal punch to Trinity's face. The impact sent Trinity reeling backward, clutching her nose as warm blood began to trickle down.

“You want a round two bitch? C’mon.” Genesis removed her hoodie, tossing it aside as onlookers observed the entire scene unfold before their eyes.

At that moment, Trinity seized Genesis by her braids, attempting to land a few punches, but they missed as Genesis countered with a powerful body slam, sending Trinity crashing to the ground with a resounding thud that drew everyone's gaze.

Genesis relentlessly pounded Trinity's head against the pavement, delivering another brutal punch to her face. Despite Trinity's attempts to shield herself with her arms, she was no match for the fury of Genesis's blows. Genesis then yanked her up by the hair, treating her like a rag doll, and slammed her body against the metal pipe at the end of the table, eliciting a painful groan from Trinity.

She repeated the action relentlessly until she felt a sense of fulfillment—snatching a nearby chair, she slammed it onto the ground, startling Trinity and everyone else around her; her madness surpassed even that of Jimmy.

“Get up bitch! You wanted this shit right?! Get the fuck up!” 

Trinity struggled to rise, gripping her side and limping slightly as she attempted to gain momentum. Meanwhile, Genesis spun around, swinging the chair on her back, which elicited a cry of pain that infuriated Trinity. In a fit of rage, she snatched the chair from Genesis, poised to retaliate, when a booming voice echoed from behind them.

“Swing that fucking chair at her and I’ll fuck you up Trin I swear to god.” Jimmy's voice thundered behind them as Jey followed closely.

Jimmy approached Genesis, wrapping his arms around her waist, while casting a fierce look at Trinity, who was visibly angry and frustrated after Jey had removed her chair.

“You’re making threats at me?! You fucking bitch!”

“I am, and I meant that shit Trin. Why are you starting shit with her for?”

“Because this stupid whore bumped into me!” 

“And this is why yo’ ass got fucked up because you kept calling me a whore!” Genesis was poised to spring at her, but Jimmy grasped her firmly, his face conveying a warning that made her exhale heavily.

“You better fucking respect her whether you like it or not she my  girlfriend so imma need you move the fuck around aight?” Jimmy said as Trinity huffed while stomping away.

Genesis felt the weight of Jimmy's gaze, her nerves preventing her from meeting his eyes, fully aware that a reprimand awaited her in private. Meanwhile, Jimmy signaled to Jey that he would join him later, as he needed to address the situation with her.

He took her hand and led her outside, away from prying eyes, so they could have a private conversation. Once they reached the quiet outdoors, with a gentle breeze blowing, Jimmy stood before her, arms crossed.

Genesis was anxious to speak, hoping he would break the silence first.

He begins to say, “What did I tell you Gigi?” 

“Jimmy I promise you I didn’t start anything with her I was just minding my business and accidentally bumped into her trying to wait on you out front and she just started tripping.” Genesis explained.

“Okay, but that’s not what I told you last time Gigi.” With a deep sigh and an eye roll, she realized this was the last topic she wanted to discuss at the moment.

Genesis started giving him a disapproving look with her arms crossed, and Jimmy noticed her playful attitude, which made him laugh.

“Fix yo’ fucking face before I do.” She stood firm, shaking her head as he approached, his hand gripping her throat to assert his dominance.

His voice resonated with a rich, deep timbre.

And his head was tilted a bit gazing into her eyes. “What I say Gigi?” Looking at her lips then back into her eyes.

Now she was pouting like a puppy before whining like a baby. “Dadddy.”

He kissed her lips, “What?”

“I’m sorry for having an attitude with you…” avoiding eye contact with him.

He had a crooked smile on his face while placing a few more kisses on her pouty lips, “you sorry mamas? You know ion play that shit.” Jimmy’s hand slid down to cup both of her ass cheeks.

“Yess I’m sorry daddy, I’m sorry. But I do need to talk to you about something that’s been heavy on my mind.” Genesis said softly as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

“Talk to me baby, I’m right here.” Jimmy responded while rubbing circles around her ass cheeks.

She began to share her recent thoughts and feelings about wanting to stop using birth control, expressing her desire for his support, even though she was still uncertain about making that decision.

Jimmy listened intently, his gaze fixed on her as he gently pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. She looked up at him with innocent eyes, continuing to share her feelings about the baby fever that had been consuming her for weeks. She expressed her concerns about their relationship's pace and how long they had been together.

“Baby, I told you I’ll support you in anything mamas. Even if you want to have my kids.” Jimmy reassured her.

“I know, but I’m scared we are moving too fast.” Genesis responded.

“We can take things slow mamas, we don't have to have a child right away let’s just keep focusing on us aight?” She nodded her head as she smiled at him.

Genesis revealed to him that she had some news, and his expression shifted as she pulled out her phone, displaying the messages Quincy had sent her for him to read.

As Jimmy cracked his neck, he handed her phone back, his jaw tightening slightly while she looked up at him.

“Look, imma take you to see him tomorrow but just know I’m going to be right there behind you because I feel like this is a tactic from my cousin.” He said.

“I thought the same way about this too.” She added.

“Either way, imma give you something.” Jimmy raised his hoodie, drew his Glock from his waistband, and handed it to her, causing her eyes to widen in surprise. “Take it for protection for yourself just in case he be on some bullshit aight?”

She nodded, recalling the countless occasions when her stepfather would show her how to handle a gun or shotgun after returning from the gun shop—this was all too familiar to her.

“But what about you?” Genesis asked.

“I got another one in my duffel bag mamas you know I come strapped regardless.” Jimmy responded.

She examined the Glock, noting that it was set to safety mode while she aimed it forward. It was a sleek firearm, though she wished it were pink rather than black.

“But you serious about this baby fever you’ve been feeling?”

She looked at him, “yeah, I’m serious about it but my main concern is us only being together for four months makes me wanna wait.”

Genesis placed the glock inside of her waistband while pulling down her shirt, “we can wait princess we don’t need to rush.” She smiled at him while wrapping her arms around his neck and his hands were on her hips.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

—

Once the show wrapped up for the evening, Genesis began to gather her belongings into her purse, including the Glock that Jimmy had handed her earlier. It was at that moment she felt her phone buzz with a message from Quincy.

She clicked on the message and read through it.

Q💔: Can I come see you? So we can talk?

Didn’t he just say he wanted to talk tomorrow? Why does he want to talk right now?

Without responding, she tucked her phone into her purse, wrapped her hoodie around her waist, and slung her purse over her shoulder as she stepped out the door.

As she stepped outside, she noticed someone approaching her, calling her name. Turning her head, she caught their attention and recognized a familiar face emerging from the shadows.

It was Quincy.

The most recent time she had laid eyes on him was during their visit to Jimmy's mother's house, where he was busy capturing moments of her with his camera, just after he had been discharged from the hospital.

She drew her Glock and aimed it straight at him, prompting him to raise his hands in a defensive gesture.

“The fuck are you doing here?” She questioned him.

“I just want to talk Gigi, that’s all. Can we please talk?” He said getting closer to her.

“Well I don’t wanna talk to you! You said we would speak to each other tomorrow! So back the fuck up!” Genesis shouted loudly in the open air, steadfastly aiming her Glock at him as she held her position firmly.

She scanned her environment, ensuring it was only him present and not Zilla, as the silence from Zilla had unsettled her, filling her with fear that she might be taken by him.

“Genesis baby, c’mon now. You can put the gun down.” 

“Take another fucking step and I’ll shoot you dead Quincy.”

“You wouldn’t do that to me Gigi, you know you love me still instead of that Samoan nigga you with.” Once again, he was revealing his true nature, reminding her exactly why she had chosen to divorce him in the first place. She recognized all his manipulative strategies aimed at convincing her that her feelings for him had not faded.

“I don’t fucking love you! You fucking ruined me! And now that I’m in a better place you wanna come back and ruin shit for me!” As she fought to hold back the tears welling in her eyes, she sensed her emotions beginning to fade, slipping through her grasp like sand.

Quincy felt a sense of satisfaction as he noticed the way his teasing was slowly getting to her, a smirk creeping onto his face as he realized his strategy was effective. “C’mon baby girl, come back home to me. I’m sorry we can start over.”

As she felt the familiar weight of an impending anxiety attack, her breath quickened and her hands trembled, but everything changed when she witnessed someone land a punch on Quincy, sending him crashing to the ground.

Overwhelmed by her emotions, she sank to her knees, tears streaming down her cheeks as she struggled to regain her composure, allowing her feelings to wash over her as she sobbed uncontrollably.

Suddenly, she sensed a hand on her, triggering her instinct to defend herself; she reacted by striking out and yelling in alarm.

“Don’t fucking touch me! Don’t fuc—“ Suddenly, she sensed a hand on her, triggering her instinct to defend herself; she reacted by striking out and yelling in alarm.

As she surrendered to the moment, tears streamed down her cheeks while they shared an intense kiss, her body melting into his embrace. His tongue danced within her mouth, and with a firm grip on her thighs, he lifted her effortlessly, ensuring to take her purse and the Glock he had gifted her along for the ride.

He pulled away for a second before looking at Jey saying something.

“Take his ass to one of the empty warehouses, we will deal with him tomorrow. Imma take Gigi back to the hotel.” Jimmy said.

“A’ight then I’ll catch up with you guys later.” Jey started wrapping Quincy’s arms and legs with duct tape, blindfolding him in the process, before lifting him and heading towards his car.

Jimmy opened the passenger door for Genesis, assisting her as she settled in and fastened her seatbelt. He tossed her purse into the backseat before closing the door gently. Afterward, he made his way to the driver's side, climbed into the car, and shut his door with a soft click.

As he pressed the button to start his car, he fastened his seatbelt, casting a worried glance at Genesis, who lay unconscious from her anxiety attack. Anger surged within him at the thought of Quincy, the source of their troubles, and he felt a strong urge to confront him today. However, he knew he had to set that aside for now; his priority was to be there for Genesis in her time of need.

As he shifted the car into reverse to exit the parking lot in front of the arena, he then switched to drive and made his way toward the hotel where they were staying.

As Jimmy cruised down the road with the windows rolled down, he let the smooth sounds of R&B from his playlist fill the car, enjoying the refreshing breeze. With one hand on the wheel, he reached into the glove compartment, pulled out a blunt, and lit it up, savoring the moment as he drove.

After taking a few deep puffs, he exhaled into the air, feeling the effects of the weed rush through him. He sighed deeply, casting a proud glance at Genesis for her resilience, even as she began to falter. He was eager to confront Quincy and eliminate his cousin, determined to free her from the burdens she faced.

With Zilla's court date approaching, he realized he needed to be patient. He was aware that Genesis would be testifying against Zilla, so he was determined to do everything possible to keep her composed and prevent her from having an anxiety attack.

An hour later, Jimmy arrived at the hotel, turning off the car and tossing a small piece of the blunt out the window. He pocketed his keys and walked around to the passenger side, opening the door to unbuckle Genesis's seatbelt. He lifted her into his arms in a bridal carry, grabbed her purse, and gently closed the door behind them.

As he entered the building, he made his way to the elevators, pressing the button and patiently waiting for one of the doors to slide open. With Genesis cradled in his arms, he felt his phone buzz in his pocket, prompting him to retrieve it while still holding onto her.

As Jimmy read through his messages, he noticed one from his twin brother that caught his attention.

Twin⚡️: aye you want me to handle him or leave him here for the night?

Just as he was about to reply to his brother's message, he heard the elevator ding and the doors slide open. He stepped inside just as they closed behind him, quickly pressing the button for the third floor while typing out his response.

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: Leave him there for tonight until tomorrow I gotta take care of Gigi, we’ll deal with his ass tomorrow 

At this moment, his priority was Genesis rather than confronting Quincy, so he decided to postpone that encounter until tomorrow. As the elevator reached the third floor and the doors slid open, Jimmy stepped out and made his way toward their hotel room.

As he reached their hotel room, he used the key card to unlock the door and stepped inside, closing it behind him with his foot. He quickly kicked off his shoes and made his way to the bed, where he gently laid Genesis down.

Jimmy removed her shoes and set them aside with her clothes, leaving her in just her underwear. As he stuffed her dirty garments into the duffle bag she had brought along, he made his way to the bathroom to fill the tub with water for their bath.

After taking off his jeans and boxers, he noticed his soft member as he approached the bathtub to test the water temperature. Satisfied with the warmth, he stepped out of the bathroom and made his way towards Genesis, who was now completely naked after removing her underwear. The sight of her in this state left him momentarily breathless.

As he gently lifted her towards the bathroom, his gaze roamed over her figure. He carefully set her down in the tub before positioning himself behind her, his powerful arms encircling her waist, assisting her in washing away the day's cares.

Jimmy gently placed a tender kiss on her neck while he carefully wiped her body with a warm cloth, holding her close as he cleaned her. At the same time, Genesis began to stir, her eyes fluttering open as she surveyed her environment, feeling the solid surface beneath her that made her flinch in surprise.

Until she felt him.

Jimmy her one and only  Her protector  Her future husband  Her ride or die And the future father of their children

As she sank into the warm, bubbly water of the tub, her body melted against his, and she felt the gentle caress of his lips on her neck. He tenderly lifted her chin with his fingers, guiding her gaze to meet his eyes.

For a brief moment, they locked eyes, and then he leaned in, capturing her lips with his in a fervent kiss, their bodies entwined as he felt his arousal pressing against her.

As their lips intertwined, his tongue danced within her mouth, while his hands tenderly cradled her breast, teasing her nipples and eliciting soft gasps from her. His fingers then glided through the water, moving down to her clit, where he began to rub in gentle, circular motions.

“J-Jimmy.” She murmured between his lips.

“What baby?” He murmured back.

The way his fingers danced around her clit left her utterly speechless, her thoughts consumed by waves of pleasure that made it impossible to articulate her desires.

He broke the kiss, his eyes locking onto her deep chocolate brown ones, captivated by her beauty. “lemme’ take care of you tonight mamas.”

—

With Genesis positioned on the edge of the bed, her back arched and her stomach pressed down, her legs wrapped around Jimmy's thighs, she found herself in a Chibi pose. As he delivered deep, slow strokes, her moans filled the air, calling out his name in pleasure.

With a firm grasp on her hips, he thrust deeper, his head tilting back in ecstasy as he observed her body enveloping him completely.

“Dadddy, oh fuck.” Genesis moaned.

“What mamas? Huh? This dick good or what?” Jimmy grunted as he slapped her left ass cheek causing her to whine.

“Yes daddy yes, this is the best dick I ever had!” She exclaimed.

A lopsided grin spread across his face as the rhythmic sound of his hips meeting her backside reverberated throughout the room, mingling with their shared moans and groans, while he gazed down at her form, her body bouncing against him like a thunderous clap.

He grasped her braids firmly, pulling her body back as she let out a sharp gasp, feeling him penetrate her more deeply within her slick warmth. The creamy essence from her body enveloped him perfectly, allowing him to slide in and out with greater ease.

“Pussy so fucking good Gigi, so fucking good.”

She didn’t respond to him letting him talk his shit while he was in it making her legs trembling and shaking as she could feel his dick kissing her cervix so good it had her seeing stars at this point.

As she tightened and relaxed around him, he couldn't help but groan, punctuating the moment with playful smacks on her backside. “This my pussy baby?”

“Yes daddy, it’s yours all yours.”

“You mine forever huh? You my ride or die baby?”

His movements grew increasingly urgent and unyielding, causing Genesis to lose herself in the overwhelming sensations coursing through her. The sound of her own arousal filled the air, serving as a vivid reminder of the deep passion they shared.

As he settled into her embrace, a wave of euphoria washed over him. He leaned closer, planting gentle, lingering kisses along her back, before subtly increasing the pace of his affection.

“I’m yours forever Bo, forever.” She managed to breathe out between the thrust.

“Damn right you mine forever mamas, fuck baby.” He groaned out in the air rolling his eyes in the back of his head.

He gripped her throat tightly, moving in a fervent rhythm alongside her as her moans intensified. “This my fucking shit right here, gimmie yo’ body baby.” 

“Fuckkk! Bo!” 

“Yeah? You like this shit? Huh baby? Cum for me baby.” Genesis bit her lower lip and nodded, but he wished she would articulate it—he craved for her to convey just how incredible it truly feels.

She gently adjusted her hold around the front of her throat, being mindful to avoid inflicting any discomfort.

He smiled at her, his eyes locked onto her form as it moved against him, delighting in the way he was breaking her apart—he loosened his hold on her neck as she collapsed onto the cool sheets, giving him the freedom to embrace her with unrestrained passion.

As she tightened and loosened her grip around him, a deep groan escaped his lips, accompanied by her soft whimpers that floated beneath the sheets. Jimmy spread her legs wider, using his foot to elevate the angle of their connection, which made her gasp and instinctively try to push him away.

“J-Jimmy! F-fuck!” 

Jimmy grabbed her arm placing it behind her back and fucked her senselessly.

“Un-Un, don’t fucking run from me Gigi. Take this dick like a big girl fo’ daddy.” As Jimmy plunged into the depths, it felt as though he was lost in her sea, swaying his hips in a mesmerizing rhythm that hit all the right notes, sending waves of pleasure through her, making her eyes flutter back in bliss.

He desired for her to fully feel every bit of him that he was offering, as he struck a new angle that pressed against her inner walls, the rhythmic thumping of the headboard against the wall adding to the intensity of the moment.

“Fuckfuckfuck! Bo!” Genesis complained softly, glancing back at him and admiring his handsome features.

“Mhm, keep looking back at me with yo’ cute ass.” Jimmy grunted. “I’ll kill for you mamas. That’s how much I love you.”

“You’ll do that for me d-daddy?” She whimpered softly, earning a slap on her ass.

The sensation of him repeatedly pressing against her cervix was overwhelming, each thrust sending her spiraling into ecstasy as she clutched the bedsheets tightly, lost in the moment.

With a longing gaze, she extended her tongue, craving his passionate kiss as she gave in to her deepest desires. He cradled the back of her neck, their bodies locked in a fervent embrace, while he delved into her mouth with his tongue, igniting the moment with intensity.

Their tongues danced and intertwined in a fervent embrace, sharing their essence in a heated exchange of passion. “I’ll kill for you every day if I have to mamas.” He murmured between her lips.

“I love you.” Genesis softly whispered in response, his free hand firmly grasping her curves.

“I love you more baby.” They remained locked in a passionate embrace, his arousal playfully exploring her depths over and over, stoking the flames of her desire.

He was eagerly anticipating the moment he could confront Quincy once more. This time, he intended to make a statement to Zilla, clearly indicating that he had indeed found the right target, and that target was him.

Jimmy fervently hoped that Zilla would be found guilty in court, leading to his arrest and imprisonment for the harm he caused Genesis. He was aware of some inmates he had befriended who could assist him in carrying out his plans while behind bars.

His movements grew more unpredictable with each passing moment, becoming less stable as he pulled away from her lips, locking his gaze onto her eyes—watching her lose control beneath him, once again consumed by that familiar flutter in her stomach.

“g-gonna, c-cum…” She found herself struggling to articulate her thoughts as he delivered powerful thrusts that left her breathless.

He gently grasped her throat, leaning in to whisper tender words into her ear, urging her to let go and surrender to the moment, expressing his desire for her to bear his children and saying all the things that would ignite her passion.

“Cum for me baby, lemme have that shit. lemme have it.” His voice resonated with a deep, rich timbre that sent chills racing down her spine, leaving her with no choice but to respond with a soft moan. “Cum for daddy mami.”

“I-it’s coming….fuck..it’s coming daddy.” 

“It’s coming huh? It’s coming baby? make a mess on daddy.” His voice dripped with mockery as he thrust deeper into her, intensifying the moment with each movement.

In that moment, she completely lost control; a deep moan escaped her lips as her body shook and her toes curled from sheer fatigue. Warm liquid streamed down her legs, and Jimmy looked down, taken aback by the turmoil she had created around him.

The room was filled solely with the damp, squelching sounds that accompanied her body as it sank back onto the bed, leading him to administer a quick, stinging slap to her right cheek.

“Put that pussy on me baby, throw that shit back fo’ me mama.” Despite the ache in her back, she focused on him as he urged her on, swaying her hips in a circular motion against him.

With a joyful tilt of his head, Jimmy watched in awe as Genesis gracefully arched her back towards him, a moment filled with pure delight. “can’t wait to have my kids buried deep inside of you mami fuck.”

“F-fuck…daddy, I can’t…” she mumbled against the sheets.

““Keep fucking me Gigi, use me mamas.” Overwhelmed by the battle, she opted for quietude, her hips gently moving around the head of his arousal, sensing its pulsating essence inside her, while the well-known phrases flowed from his lips. “fa'aaoga pea a'u pepe”

He found himself entranced by the silky smoothness of her skin that surrounded him, leading him to trace his thumb around her other entrance before carefully easing it in, allowing him to take charge as she sighed with delight.

Their bodies swayed together in perfect harmony, his hips driving forward with a steady rhythm as he chased his climax, the sound of their union resonating in the intensity of the moment.

He released a gentle hiss, completely consumed by the warmth surrounding him as he pushed further into her, bringing her closer to the edge of ecstasy until she started to see stars, her thoughts enveloped in pure bliss.

“Jimmy! Shit!” Genesis cried out.

“Gimmie yo’ body baby, give it to daddy.” Jimmy growled.

With a firm grip on her head, he pressed it down onto the bed, his eyes rolling back in pleasure as he felt the rising tension within him, his thighs tightening as he embraced her with passionate intensity.

As he made love to her with an intensity unmatched by any other, she felt the warmth of drool escaping from the corner of her mouth, slowly cascading down her cheeks.

Genesis felt a fresh surge of ecstasy rising within her as she skillfully moved around his shaft, the head of his manhood gently pressing against her cervix once more. "Fuckkk!” She inhaled sharply, her eyes fluttering back in sheer bliss.

As he looked down at the alluring sight in front of him, he experienced a familiar thrill; the captivating view of Genesis's backside moving enticingly against him, his hand instinctively reaching out to grasp her curves and playfully giving it a light slap.

“I’m finna make a mess Jimmy, fuck I’m finna cum.” 

“Oh shit…do it mami make a mess on me I’m right behind you. Fuck I’m finna cum all in this pussy.”

She found herself longing for a baby, feeling a strong desire to start a family with him, but the fact that she was on birth control made her wish for a different situation; the idea of potentially losing a child filled her with fear.

“Gimme your kids daddy, I want them. Breed me.” 

“Breed you baby?”

“Yes! Fucking breed me!”

In a climactic moment, Jimmy pressed against her, merging his being with her inviting warmth, both of them letting out a profound, blissful sigh as his heat enveloped her. As he pulled back, he tenderly opened her legs, observing the way his essence flowed from her, a vivid reminder of their mutual pleasure.

Genesis fell onto the bed, struggling to keep her eyes open, but soon succumbed to sleep. Meanwhile, Jimmy, feeling both tired and amused, watched her with a gentle chuckle as he placed a loving kiss on her back.

He softly twirled her, holding her securely as he lavished her with affectionate kisses all over her body, calming her quivering figure. As he leaned in closer, he placed a gentle kiss on her lips, delicately moving her braids aside to uncover her beautiful face.

"Are you truly interested in having my children, darling?" Jimmy inquired, his gaze fixed on her chest as it rose and fell with each breath.

“I do, I really do. But I’m scared.” Genesis responded.

His gaze softened as he realized the pain she endured from the miscarriage caused by Quincy’s actions. Understanding the toll it took on her, he gently positioned her on top of him, allowing her head to rest against his chest while his hands soothingly traced circles on her back.

“You don’t have to be scared mamas, you know imma be there for you and our child I’m not him, I will kill as many people who stand in our way of what we have baby.”

Even though they had only been together for four months, she was determined to have his children and envisioned him as her future husband, seeing a life together filled with promise and love.

She looked at him innocently, “you’ll do that for us?”

“Yes Gigi, I told you this. I’ll do anything for you mamas. I love you.” With a heavy sigh, she realized it was time to remove the object from her arm, but she found comfort in the fact that Jimmy would be by her side throughout the process.

She gently placed a soft kiss on his lips, mirroring his affection as she felt his hand cradle her ass, moving in soothing circles.

“I love you too, but so much more.”

He smiled at her before pressing a soft kiss on her forehead, “I know you do baby.”

GUARDED 

a/n: wellll Quincy is in for a rude awakening when he wakes up in the empty warehouse all tied up and now Gigi is having baby fever lawddd ngl I love Jimmy’s character development so far this man done did a whole 360 fr fr.

But I hope yall enjoy this chapter lmk in the comments below.

STAY UCEY.

[purpledazzlefruit]

Writing down "Common sense 101: what it is and how to use it" for a meeting because it seems to be quite lacking in my current environment.

[artificialcaretaker]

Getting back into JJBA with my new musical interests is difficult cuz back in middle school I was like “I’d name my stand after a Vocaloid song kyaaaaaa!!” but now it’s like. What. What I gotta name that shit, like. Fuck. Fucking TOOL. I just gotta call the manifestation of my soul TOOL?? Honestly A Perfect Circle would also work pretty well I think but then I’d have to figure out an ability……that sounds like I’m solving equations I don’t want my special power to be solving equations bro 😔😔😔

[nymphoniah]

p links with logan howlett part 3

as always: nsfw, mdni! 18+ only! (part 1) (part 2)

content/warnings: somnophilia, breath play, impact play, p-in-v sex, anal, bdsm themes, spit play, gagging, oral sex, manhandling, public sex

i found an account that posts clips from pascal’s ss so expect me to go a bit feral this week…! :3 anyways, all links are on twt, so in order to open them make sure you’re logged in!

you decide to take a shower after going at it for hours, but logan decides to hop in for round two

logan lets you tag along while he’s chauffeuring around the city, and during his downtime, you ride him and give him some sloppy head

trying out breath play with logan for the first time. also some pussy slapping at the end :3

logan training your cunt with his fingers to prepare you for his dick

you get bratty with logan, and he has no other choice but to put his girl in her place

logan is set to leave for a long mission and will be gone for a week. the night before he leaves, you decide you want to film something to keep you company for when he’s gone

logan can’t help but stare at your ass while you’re prepping dinner in the kitchen. he can’t ignore you, so he decides to bend you over the counter

size kink with logan as he practically uses and handles you like a fucktoy, sliding you up and down his cock with ease.

logan pinning you down with his body as he fingers you (and you thank him for the treat by giving him head!)

anal with logan, then later overstimulates you while fingering you (also some spit play)

consensual somnophilia with logan—he wakes up with morning wood and doesn’t wanna bother you so early in the morning!

you and logan are sent out on a mission, but logan gets exposed to sex pollen. being the kind girl you are, you decide to help him out

logan talking you through it as you ride him

rough sex with logan and deepthroating and gagging around his cock

logan pushing your head down into the mattress while he fucks you from behind

you’re a whining mess as logan splits your cunt in half with his cock

wearing logan’s white button-up while he fucks you senseless

lazy morning sex with logan

hope yall enjoyed <3

[harrysfolklore]

the universe needs leclerc!sister x harry. by the universe i mean me

kiss a musician - hs

summary: harry wants to date yn leclerc. the only girl out of the four leclerc siblings. her older brother who happens to be a formula 1 driver is not happy about it folkie radio: guys you have no idea how nervous i am of posting this idk why 😭😭 i really hope you like this otherwise i'll feel silly okay

MASTERLIST | MY PATREON

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ynleclerc hot girls cry on their birthday 💌

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username1 HAPPY BIRTHDAY LITTLE LECLERC

username2 she’s the moment

scuderiaferarri Happy Birthday, Ferrari queen ❤️♥︎ by author

username3 AHH WE SHARE THE SAME BIRTHDAY

pierregasly Wow! I still remember when you were a little kid and you wanted to play with Charles’ kart. Happy birthday 🎉 ♥︎ by author

↳ yourinstagram when you and charles rocked justin bieber haircuts. cheers

↳ username1 HEEELP

carmenmmundt Happy birthday gorgeous gorgeous girl ✨ ♥︎ by author

↳ yourinstagram love youuu ty 💓

pascale_leclerc Joyeux anniversaire ma petite fille ♥︎ by author

lorenzotl Stop growing up right now 🥲🥲 ♥︎ by author

↳ username1 the leclercs are cry babies when it comes to her

arthur_leclerc It’s giving old lady

↳ ynleclerc stfu you’re like 5

↳ username2 LOVE THEMMM

alexandrasaintmleux My girl ❣️ ♥︎ by author

landonorris HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABE 😍 getting more gorgeous by the second ♥︎ by author

↳ username1 LANDO YOU’RE ON MAIN

↳ charles_leclerc How many times do I have to tell you to back off?

↳ username2 CHILL

lilyhme happy birthdayyy beauty, can’t wait to celebrate tonight 🕺♥︎ by author

↳ alexandrasaintmleux She has no idea of the surprise that’s coming her way

↳ ynleclerc JUST TELL ME ALREADY

charles_leclerc Happy birthday petite soeur, you might be older now but you’ll always be our baby ❤️ ♥︎ by author

↳ username1 AWEEE

↳ username2 protective big bro

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charles_leclerc I’ll always look after you. Joyeux anniversaire ma petite soeur ❤️

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username1 AWEEE

username2 MY HEART CANT TAKE THIS

alexandrasaintmleux 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 ♥︎ by author

carlossainz55 Happy birthday @ynleclerc 🎉

username3 charles adores her so much i can’t do this

landonorris happy birthday (again) i hope you got my flowers @ynleclerc 😘

↳ charles_leclerc That’s it.

↳ ynleclerc HE DIDNT SEND ME ANYTHING HES JUST MESSING WITH YOU FFS 😭

↳ username1 HELP MEEEEEEEEEE

username4 what is HARRY STYLES doing in the likes

↳ username1 charles x harry lore is real

ynleclerc Love you forever 💓 ♥︎ by author

lorenzotl Before both of you became annoying teenagers

↳ ynleclerc stfu you’re like 50

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harryupdates Harry performing at a private event in Monaco tonight !

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username1 WTF?????

username2 WHATS GOING ONNNNN

username3 GOD I MISSED HIM SO MUCH

username4 someone dig in more information bc wtffff

username5 MONACO OUT OF ALL PLACES THATS SO RANDOM

username6 YALL I HAVE INFO!! apparently this is charles leclerc’s (formula 1 ferrari driver) sister’s bday party

↳ username1 OMFGGG

↳ username2 THIS CROSSOVER

↳ username3 imagine having a rich brother who can get harry styles to perform at your birthday party

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ynleclerc BEST PARTY EVER 😭😭 thank you to my angels @/charles_leclerc @/alexandrasaintmleux for putting this together for me, HARRY STYLES ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME ???? love you all so much 💓💓

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username1 OMFGGGG

username2 OH TO BE YN LECLERC

oscarpiastri Coolest party ever 🤘♥︎ by author

username3 imagine being rich and pretty and having a rich and pretty brother who hires harry styles to perform at your party

arthur_leclerc Your gift from me was a Chanel purse, where is my post?

↳ ynleclerc sorry turtur but harry styles > chanel purse

↳ arthur_leclerc Fine I agree, Harry Styles is out of this world

username4 IT GIRL FR FR

francisca.cgomes I’m still hungover ♥︎ by author, iamrebeccad, alexandrasaintmleux, lilymhe

↳ iamrebeccad Same

↳ ynleclerc come to my place let’s bed rot together ♥︎ by francisca.cgomes, alexandrasaintmleux, lilymhe, iamrebeccad

↳ username1 i just want to be one of them 😩

username5 charles really got HARRY STYLES like antisocial harry styles who never leaves the house to perform at his little sister’s wedding. wow

username6 THIS IS FOR THE F1 x HARRY GIRLIES

alexandrasaintmleux You deserve it my gorgeous girl ❤️ ♥︎ by author

↳ ynleclerc you’re my favorite human on earth

↳ charles_leclerc I paid for the entire thing…

↳ ynleclerc did i ask?

↳ username1 LOVE THEM 😭

harrystyles Happy birthday again, YN. It was a pleasure to meet you and your brothers. Big love to the entire family x ♥︎ by author, charles_leclerc, arthur_leclerc

↳ username1 HARRYYYYY

↳ username2 we NEED to see that harry x charles pic

↳ charles_leclerc Thank you for the performance, mate 🙌

↳ username3 this is still surreal to me

↳ ynleclerc best birthday thanks to youuuu ❣️

↳ username1 charles or harry?

↳ yourinstagram harry ofc

lorenzotl Love you so much, little one 💓 ♥︎ by author

landonorris When your babe posts you on main 😍 ♥︎ by author

↳ username1 LANDOOOO😭

↳ username2 i love their friendship and how they mess around to piss charles off

↳ ynleclerc my main bitch 😘

↳ charles_leclerc I’m logging out now

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ynleclerc anything interesting happening in monza this weekend?

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username1 COOL GIRL

username2 if charles doesn’t win then we don’t care ♥︎ by author

arthur_leclerc Is that my hoodie?

↳ ynleclerc whoops

iamrebeccad You’re hanging out with me 🥰 ♥︎ by author

↳ carmenmmundt And me ♥︎ by author

↳ ynleclerc highlight of my weekend

username3 FORZA FERRARI

↳ ynleclerc forza charles*

↳ username1 REAL

landonorris Papaya looks better on you babe 🤩

↳ username1 sometimes idk if lando is just joking or if he’s being fr

↳ ynleclerc NO

↳ charles_leclerc I’m in your walls

username4 HARRY IN THE LIKES ???

charles_leclerc Ma petite soeur always supportive ❤️ ♥︎ by author

↳ ynleclerc im here for other reasons

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ynleclerc HE WON 🥺🥺 i’ve never felt prouder of being your sister, you teach me what being resilient and fighting for your dreams means. IL PREDESTINATO. THE KING OF MONZA. FIER DE TOIN TOUJOURS

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username1 AWEEEEE

username2 THE LECLERCS MAKING ME CRY TODAY

scuderiaferrari It's in his blood ❤️

username3 the way she was crying and hugging arthur when the camera showed them THE LECLERC SIBLINGS HAVE MY HEART ♥︎ by author

alexandrasaintmleux 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 ♥︎ by author

username4 BEST RACE EVER

landonorris I'll win more races for you babe 😘 ♥︎ by author

↳ username1 LANDO STOP

↳ ynleclerc you're all talk and no trousers

↳ username2 i love their friendship sm

harrystyles Congratulations @/charles_leclerc! ♥︎ by author, charles_leclerc

↳ username2 hARRY STYLES???

↳ username3 THIS IS SO RANDOM WTF

↳ username4 LSJSAFH WHAT??

↳ username5 I guess he became with the leclercs after the party 😭

↳ charles_leclerc Wow thank you mate! ♥︎ by harrystyles

charles_leclerc Je t'aime petite soeur ❤️ ♥︎ by ynleclerc

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harryupdates Harry having in dinner in Italy tonight !

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username1 BABYYYY

username2 italyrry lives

username3 IS HE ON A DATE

username4 BUUUB

username5 i was there and he was with a girl 👀

↳ username1 hello spill the deets ??

↳ username2 HUH

↳ username5 the girl was really pretty and they were chatting and laughing all night long, they looked cute

↳ username3 IM PANICKING NOW

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carmenmmundt Omg you went on a date !! So happy for you beauty ✨

↳ ynleclerc love youuu carm

francisca.cgomes THATS MY BABYYY who’s the lucky guy?

↳ ynleclerc can’t say yet 🤫🤫

alex_albon Charles won’t like this..

↳ ynleclerc he doesn’t have to know

landonorris NOOOO YOU’RE MY BABE

landonorris WHO’S THAT????

↳ ynleclerc that’s a secret i’ll never tell

harrystyles ❤️

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harryupdates Harry out and about in Monaco today !

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username1 BABYYY

username2 HE LOOKS SO RICH???

username3 ooohhh is monaco the new italy ??

username4 THE OUTFIT IM SALIVATING

username5 dilf dilf

username6 singlerry is the best thing ever

deuxmoi has added to their stories

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ynleclerc happy ❤️

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username1 OMG BABY LECLERC HAS A BOYFRIEND ??

username2 PRETTYYY

francisca.cgomes 😍😍 my baby! ♥︎ by author

username3 BRO CHARLES IS NOT GOING TO LIKE THIS

username4 WAITING FOR CHARLES’ MELTDOWN

lorenzotl Wow I didn’t know about this, I’m happy for your, soeur 🤍 ♥︎ by author

↳ username1 the only sane leclerc ♥︎ by author

↳ charles_leclerc Don’t support this

landonorris BABE?? ♥︎ by author

↳ username1 OMFG THE FLOWERS COULD BE FROM LANDO

↳ username2 LANDOYN IS REAL

leclerc_pascale ❤️ ♥︎ by author

↳ charles_leclerc Don’t support this

alexandrasaintmleux 🥹🥹 ♥︎ by author

↳ charles_leclerc Don’t support this

↳ username3 HELP CHARLES IS SO ANNOYING

arthur_leclerc EXCUSE ME WHEN WAS THIS

↳ ynleclerc just flowers turtur

username5 CHARLES WAS FOUND SOBBING

username6 HARRY IN THE LIKES

charles_leclerc YN Pascale Leclerc, answer your phone right this second

↳ username1 NOT THE FULL GOVERNMENT NAME

↳ username2 PROTECTIVE BRO

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ynleclerc but god i love the english ‼️‼️

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username1 OMG

username2 AHH I FEEL LIKE SHES DATING LANDO

carmenmmundt 🤍🤍 ♥︎ by author

username3 HOW DID CHARLES ALLOW THIS

leclerc_pascale Belle 💕♥︎ by author

username4 HOLD ON. THATS HARRY STYLES IN THE SECOND PIC??

↳ username1 YOU’RE RIGHT THOSE ARE HIS TATTOOS

↳ username2 OH LORD

arthur_leclerc JUST SPILL

↳ username1 yn not telling her brothers anything is so 😭

username4 someone put charles on a straightjacket

username5 so yn is dating either lando norris or harry styles ?? what an icon

landonorris YOU’LL ALWAYS BE MY BABE IDC 😤

↳ username1 SO ITS NOT LANDO

↳ ynleclerc dude give it up

gemmastyles 💓♥︎ by author

↳ username1 OH

↳ username2 STYLES-LECLERC CONFIRMED

username6 CHARLES IS RADIO SILENT THIS IS SCARY

alexandrasaintmleux Prettiest girl forever 🥰 i’m happy for you ♥︎ by author

↳ username3 charles is single now

lorenzotl Petite soeur! Your happiness is mine 🙌 ♥︎ by author

↳ ynleclerc 🥹

↳ username1 lorenzo is such a supportive big brother :(

charles_leclerc You’re not allowed to leave the house once you’re back in Monaco

↳ username1 HEEELP

↳ username2 HES SO DAMN ANNOYING

↳ username3 POOR YN

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harryupdates Harry out in London today!

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username1 BUBBBB

username2 WHOS THAT

username3 guys guys yn leclerc had that same outfit on her last insta story

username4 THATS YN LECLERC 😭

username5 HARRYYN STYLECLERC CONFIRMED

username6 bro how did this happen…

username7 that’s why he performed at her birthday and he kept going to monaco OMG

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francisca.cgomes 😂😂😂😂😂

alexandrasaintmleux He has his phone with him now

↳ ynleclerc i’ve muted the groupchat for my own sanity

alex_albon You’re going to give your brother a heart attack…

↳ ynleclerc that’s not on me he’s just dramatic

landonorris HARRY STYLES ????? HOW?????

↳ ynleclerc you don’t think i’m capable of pulling him?

↳ landonorris yes you are 😩

↳ landonorris you’ll always be my babe tho

harrystyles Don’t joke about that love I’ve been panicking all day

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mitchrowland And one of them can run you over with a Ferrari, by the way

↳ harrystyles This is not helping my case

jefezoff 😂😂😂😂😂

gemmastyles You’ll survive brother (hopefully)

niallhoran YOOO you and Leclerc’s sister? How did that happen

↳ harrystyles I’ll tell you about it if i make it out alive after family dinner

ynleclerc you’re a cutie

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ynleclerc 💋

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username1 OMFG

username2 SHES INSANE

username3 GIRLLL ADDRESS THE RUMORS

gerogerussell63 🤣🤣🤣

alex_albon You're really going to give your brother a heart attack...

↳ ynleclerc he'll survive

↳ username1 THE WOMAN THAT YOU ARE

username4 THE HARRY LIKE PLEASE HES NOT SURVIVING THAT FIRST DINNER

username5 the vintage racing jacket and the shirt SHE KNOWS WHAT SHES DOING

arthur_leclerc DISGUSTING

↳ username1 HEEEELPPP

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gossiphub The Leclerc family was seen out to dinner in Monaco tonight, joined by Harry Styles, who's dating YN Leclerc

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username1 OOOHHH MY GOD

username2 IT HAPPENED

username3 i can only imagine the talk charles gave to harry

username4 DID HARRY MAKE IT OUT ALIVE

username5 oh im praying for harry

username6 STYLECLERC IS ALIVE

username7 meeting her brothers 😭😭😭 i cant

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yourinstagram dinner update: he made it out alive

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username1 AHHHH

username2 THIS HARD LAUNCH

alex_albon 😂😂😂😂😂

username3 i just need to know how that dinner went

↳ ynleclerc enzo was a sweetheart as always, arthur was a fanboy the entire time and charles couldn't stop yapping about driving fast cars in order to scare harry

↳ username1 HEEEEEELPPP

pierregasly Now he needs to meet your chosen brothers

↳ ynleclerc NO

↳ francisca.cgomes Leave her alone ♥︎ by author

landonorris This is who took my babe away from me? 😩

↳ harrystyles Proudly ♥︎ by author

↳ username2 OMFGGGGGG

↳ username3 THIS IS TOO GOOD

↳ landonorris Can't even complain you're cool as hell mate

lorenzotl He's part of our family now ♥︎ by author, harrystyles

↳ charles_leclerc 😵

↳ arthur_leclerc CRY CHARLES

harrystyles First Leclerc dinner done. Now I need to survive my first Grand Prix ♥︎ by author

↳ username1 IM YELLING

↳ username2 OMFG HARRY AT A GP

↳ charles_leclerc See you in the Paddock, mAtE

↳ ynleclerc LEAVE MY BOYFRIEND ALONE

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charles_leclerc Ma petite soeur pour toujours ❤️🤷‍♂️

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username1 AWEEE

username2 he's such a big brother

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username3 i wish my brothers loved me

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[aces-and-angels]

video taken from shahed's instagram follow: @shahednhall verification source (no. 224 on el-shab-hussein/nabulsi's list)

"I like to photograph everything. I like to collect special shots because the memory is not repeated. I like to make it in my memory and the memory of everyone. I did not like to share the destruction. I did not like to share the life that has become black and white despite this reality, but my message is to show the beauty of my family and how much they deserve life. I do not want them to appear in a picture they do not like and do not want anyone wish for it. The lens of my camera will continue to transmit the most beautiful shots. Get up, fight for me, a new danger that presses

I hope you save my life before it's too late.🙏💔"

- shahed (please read & share full post here)

no one should have to showcase their suffering for others to care. sadly, people only seem to mobilize after something truly horrific happens. i am begging you all not to wait for the next tragedy. there is no pause button, no reprieve, no escape from the suffering these families face on a daily basis. they all need your help now.

if you don't know her already, shahed is a 21 year old who used to be a student at al-azhar university before the genocide began. with both her parents having taken ill, she is the sole provider for her family right now, including her five siblings, youngest of whom is just a baby.

shahed is currently trying to put together an evacuation fund for her younger sisters (who have hepatitis and are severely ill.) they were recently removed from the clinic where they were getting treated due to overcrowding/because there were more pressing cases to be attended to, likely because of the massacres that took place days ago and are still happening today.

there is no room left for people's complacency-- it's okay if you're unable to donate right now-- what's not okay is assuming others will pick up your slack. just because your dash is full of 🍉content doesn't mean that's the case for others. you taking a second out of your day to spread shahed's campaign brings her that much closer to her goal. please do whatever you can to help her out.

SHAHED NEEDS TO REACH $40K USD BY THE END OF THE JULY IN ORDER TO GET HER FAMILY TO SAFETY

current stats: $34,137 raised

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[adieutristana]

nsfw headcanons; arcane women x fem!reader

still new to writing this kinda stuff yall dont kill me. anyways, here's some general headcanons. again, i'm open for nsfw requests, just please read through the new section in my rules post!

summary; general nsfw headcanons with arcane women and their girlfriend.

characters included; jinx, vi, mel, sevika, caitlyn, lest

tags; nsfw, fluff, everything is done consensually, some aftercare (full aftercare headcanons here), fingering, cunnilingus, strap-on use, strap-on referred to as dick, degradation, rough sex, nipple play, light bdsm (sevika, lest), anal (sevika, lest), public (mel), jinx being a brat, vibrator use (jinx, caitlyn) gun play (jinx), period sex mention (jinx), usage of words like ‘slut’ and ‘whore,’ sloppy shit, p in v (lest), dacryphilia (jinx, caitlyn), wax play (lest), breeding kink (vi), orgasm denial (mel, caitlyn), thigh riding (sevika, caitlyn), blowjob (lest), shimmer (jinx, lest)

men and minors dni.

jinx;

✧.* the way i interpreted it at least, what jinx received after the fight on the bridge was a sort of shimmer infusion. she's got that stuff running in her veins, and jinx is basically 50% shimmer at this point.

✧.* i bring this up because the amount of shimmer in jinx's system gives her certain.. perks. such as her stamina being that of twenty women combined, how fast and hard she can go. she'd have fun increasing the speed, fucking you harder and harder while you're a writhing mess beneath her and can only think of the pleasure she's giving you.

✧.* even while receiving, jinx can go all night if she wanted to. she won't, because you're not as energetic as she is and she needs to let you rest (as much as she wishes you could go all night). the girl would be so damn overstimulated, but still, she'll demand that you make her cum again, and again, and again. she can keep going; she can take it.

✧.* a tit girl. she doesn’t care how big or small your boobs are, as long as she gets them in her hands and mouth! it’s probably a result of how damn sensitive her own are- jinx will be whimpering mess just from you pinching her nipples a few times.

✧.* she’s a switch, and what position she takes at what given time is just dependent on her mood. jinx is always unpredictable, always keeping you on your toes. she isn’t much different in bed.

✧.* so fucking noisy, and the dirty talk is downright filthy. it's bad enough that at times, you worry your girlfriend might lose her voice. jinx is very unfiltered in general, so you'd expect no less from her in the bedroom. she sees no point in holding back. you're making her feel good, why should she hide that?

✧.* "oh, fuck! ngh, just like that, you're fucking my pussy soooo good," she'd babble, taking every inch of your strap with impressive resolve. her lips are parted, swollen and red from just how hard she'd kissed you. obscene squelching noises filling the room while you pound into her, her legs pressed to either side of her body. "y'hear it? do you? that's me, fuckin' dripping for you. need your dick, ineeditineediti need it-"

✧.* SIZE QUEEN. jinx is a petite girl, shorter and thinner than most. yet she'd insist on you fucking her and stretching her with dildos that looked monstrous next to her. she's a whiny, squealing mess as you ease each inch into her aching pussy, but she always takes it so well. there's nothing quite like the feeling of being pried open to jinx.

✧.* along with that, she's pretty flexible so you can get creative with positions. she'll let you press your knees to either side of her body, not wincing once or growing tired.

✧.* jinx does enjoy a variety of positions- doggystyle, reverse cowgirl, the like, her favorite positions are any where she can see your face. not only does it give jinx a rush to see your flushed, fucked-out expressions, but it also gives her that sense of connection to be able to look at you while you pleasure each other. she's the type to hold eye contact with you the entire time she eats you out, and to bore her gaze into yours in missionary.

✧.* she'd be riding you, arms wrapped around your chest as you piston the strap into her. she's whimpering and squealing louder and louder with each thrust, but her eyes never would leave yours. you're fucking her at an unforgiving pace, plastic tip kissing her cervix, but she still feels so at ease and cared for.

✧.* i feel like jinx would say 'i love you' at least once every time.

✧.* a munch. jinx loves it when you sit on her face, and she's the type to be downright offended if you don't put your full body weight on her. she'd tug you down by your hips before plunging her tongue deep into you without warning, earning sharp cries from you. every time she hears those noises, her ego grows bigger, and damn. you'd allow her that.

✧.* also loves to eat you out from under her workbench. seeing you in her chair, under her desk, in her space, so willingly submissive to her- it's thrilling to her and she can't quite explain it.

✧.* "fuck yes, toots," she'd grumble, pulling back from your wet heat for just a split seconds. "you taste so damn good. so fuckin' sweet and needy f'me."

✧.* a damn brat when she wants to be. she loves to rile you up, it's like a game to jinx. not so amusing for you when you're trying to fill out paperwork and jinx is groaning, taking your pen from your hand and holding it out of your reach while she tells you to just fuck her already.

✧.* "come on! that stuff is so boring, and here i am, soaked for you," she'd pout, her knees parting more beside you on the couch. "you always have to be so responsible, and it's irritating. you could be putting those hands to better use, but noooo."

✧.* or something along the lines of, “i can’t feel anything! are you sure you’re fucking me? come on, do something!”

✧.* not so mouthy when your face is buried in her cunt, that's for sure.

✧.* very into marking. placing her claim on you. almost every time, without fail, you’ve got a new array of hickeys splayed across your neck, chest, hips, and inner thighs. also very into writing on you, with permanent marker. she’d write ‘JINX’ right above your pubic bone, draw little hearts around your nipples, draw an arrow on your inner thigh pointing to your cunt that reads ‘JINX WAZ HERE!’

✧.* a crier, especially when you overstimulate her and when she orgasms. she gets embarrassed every time and tries to explain it away, but it’s just her body’s way of processing all of those sensations. poor girl can’t hold it in :(

✧.* being with jinx, it's gonna be either her tongue, a strap, or a vibrator pleasuring you, unless you can convince jinx to cut her nails. not likely, since she takes pride in their length. sorry :(

✧.* jinx isn’t afraid to get messy. she’ll be rubbing her sticky cunt against yours, having already squirted twice- her lips swollen from your kisses, thighs and lower stomach covered in sweat and cum. but she just can’t stop grinding against you, it feels so damn right.

✧.* along with that, jinx is definitely into period sex. the first time was a whirlwind, with jinx insisting she doesn’t mind and eating you out anyways. if anything, you being on your period makes jinx want to please you more so that you forget about those pesky cramps.

✧.* squirter, and her juices are tinged pink from the shimmer running through her body.

✧.* oh, you already know the prosthetic finger vibrates. she wouldn’t tell you the first time she used it, just say something like, “i’ve got somethin’ special for ya toots! what is it? well, i can’t say just yet! but you’ll love it. i know you will.”

✧.* the way you gasp as soon as you feel the vibrations against your clit and buck your hips into the metal gives jinx all that she needs.

✧.* definitely into gun play as well. seeing your pussy stretch to accommodate the barrel of her gun, the way your eyes widen and you gasp when her finger brushes over the trigger… oh, it’s art. jinx could fully get addicted to it.

vi;

✧.* A MUNCH.

✧.* it probably sounds far-fetched, but vi could cum just from eating you out. from tasting your sweet juices, the scent of your heat, the way your face contorts in pleasure, the trembling of your thighs in her hands, the obscene noises that spill from your lips, how it feels when you cum in her mouth- vi gets lost in it every single time.

✧.* it gets to a point some nights where you’ll almost have to pry vi’s face from between your legs.

✧.* likes to switch and doesn’t have a preference when it comes to top or bottom. i take her as the type who would do both during most sessions to balance things out, she gets some and you get some!

✧.* dirty talk is crazy when she’s domming, but when vi is subbing she can barely string together a coherent thought, especially not a full sentence. she tries to talk to you, tries to let you know how good you’re feeling, but it comes out more as a choppy string of moans and ‘please’s.

✧.* “oh, that feels so- haaaah, please, mm-”

✧.* vi is strong, stronger than most. meaning she can pick you up, fuck you while holding you up against a wall, or she could use that strength to slam your wrists into the mattress above your head while her free hand works at your heat. the possibilities are endless!

✧.* not necessarily loud, but she doesn’t hold back when it comes to noises either. always some form of grunting, groaning, heaving. or whimpering, when she’s on bottom.

✧.* her tits are so sensitive. she’ll try to act like it’s nothing when your hands brush over her hardened nipples, but oh gods when your lips form a seal over one and you start to swirl your tongue around it, vi loses her mind. she’s threading calloused fingers into your hair, trying to push you impossibly closer to her.

✧.* loves giving strap- she likes to receive too, but she’s more partial to giving when it comes to strap-on usage. it just gives her a rush, being on top of you, making you take her. it’s a bit of a power trip for vi.

✧.* “yeah, fucking take my cock- ngh… such a good girl for me, such a good slut.” she’s a panting mess, pounding into you from behind. your asscheeks are sore from the swats she’s given them, and you can feel vi filling you to the brim with every thrust. yet it’s intoxicating.

✧.* vi is just so smitten with you, she’ll do almost anything if you ask nicely. any position, any toys, any kink you want to try out. she’s a lover girl at heart, and aims to please above all else. all you have to do is say the word.

✧.* due to her sweet nature, vi would be so attentive during rougher sex with you. even as she’s tossing you around, coaxing what must be your fourth or fifth orgasm out of you, calling you pathetic and needy, she’d be looking out for you. one second she’s degrading you, the next she’s asking if you’re okay and if you need a break. additionally, she does internally wince when she talks down to you, though she tries to hide it. she knows you know she doesn’t actually think of you like that, but she does hold back because she can’t bear the thought of going too far with it.

✧.*despite liking to be rough from time to time, especially if she knows that you like it and you ask for it, vi also does enjoy slow, sweet lovemaking to keep things balanced. she likes being able to pleasure you, to worship you, show you exactly how much you mean to her through her touch.

✧.* “shh, baby,” she’d whisper, kissing down the valley between your breasts, towards your sternum and stomach. “i’ll make you feel good. so good. just lay your pretty self back and take it. can you do that for me, love?”

✧.* her favorite positions are probably doggystyle and 69. doggystyle gives her room to manipulate your body, a prime angle to pound into you, room to pull your hair and force you to look back at her while you’re coming undone on her dick. 69 is ideal for eating you out, but you both get off, so it’s even better. she’d be trying to stifle moans while her tongue is lapping at your clit, sending vibrations through your core when she can’t hold back anymore.

✧.* one orgasm is never enough when it comes to vi. she wants to give you more, and more, and more. her hand would be soaked and her fingers beginning to prune from just how much you’ve already given her, but she still swears you can give her one more (those words are almost always a lie).

✧.* creamer, and there’s SO much of it. the first time you made her cum you didn’t say anything, but you questioned to yourself whether this is a normal amount. but you quickly grew to love it- seeing vi make such a mess, shaking and whining.

✧.* can somebody say BREEDING KINK. no, it’s not scientifically possible for a woman to get another woman pregnant. but vi will be damned if she doesn’t try.

✧.* pistoning her strap into you while she has you folded into a mating press, grunting and panting with her hands on either side of your head. “gonna fill you up just right,” she’d say, breathless. “please, vi-” “shh. i’ll give it to you, you’ll be such a pretty mama, fuck- take it. take it all.”

✧.* while she enjoys getting her tits played with, i definitely see vi as more of an ass girl when it comes to you. she loves eating you out from behind, slapping your ass during sex, even slapping your ass in public when you’re just trying to pay the poor street vendor. she just can’t get enough of the feeling of plush skin in her hands. the shape, the sensation.

✧.* a head pusher. practically shoves your mouth into her pussy while she’s bucking into your face, groaning and panting while your tongue laps up everything she’ll give you. the proximity does something for her, but she also just… can’t help it. it’s reflex at this point. you hit just the right spot, and her strong hand is flying to the back of your head to push you even further.

✧.* RIDE HER ABS. that’s all i’ll say.

mel;

✧.* such a devoted and sweet lover. also a switch, and she truly doesn’t mind what position she takes at what moment. usually mel lets you decide, she trusts you and the pace you set.

✧.* she’s devoted to your pleasure, but she also won’t deny herself any; not by a long shot.

✧.* however, there are times when she’s had a frustrating day at work. the councilors wouldn’t listen to her, her ideas weren’t getting anywhere, she felt a mental block growing stronger with each passing second. every minute she was in that room was like torture, and all she wanted was to get home.

✧.* so the second she does, she’s asking you to lay down so she can lower her pussy onto your face and lose herself.

✧.* “please, love, make me forget- oh, shit! aah!”

✧.* mel doesn’t really curse much, so a good signifier that she’s feeling good is when you hear her swearing. she’s always so poised, so refined in the way she speaks. careful to converse in a manner becoming of a councilor, of a medarda. so when she’s making those pretty sounds, laid back with three fingers deep inside of her and you hear her swear, you know you’ve got her.

✧.* “right there, hah, mm…” she’d moan, grabbing at one of her breasts to anchor herself. “that feels so- fuck! oh, don’t stop, don’t stop!”

✧.* she’s not necessarily loud either, just the right volume to assure you that she’s feeling good.

✧.* mel’s stamina is pretty average. she knows how to pace herself, so it’s really up to you and how long you want to go for.

✧.* she prefers lovemaking and being doted on in the bedroom rather than rough sex and being denied. that’s not to say she’s opposed to trying out something more hardcore, but generally, she prefers to feel cared for in the moment. touch her, love her, worship her.

✧.* however, when she’s topping, she could deny you for hours. it’s something to do with the power she’s holding over you.

✧.* “mpph, please, just let me come, aaah.. i’ll be so good, mel.” you’d whimper, writhing beneath her touch. “shh. you’ve been so good already, but you can hold out a bit longer, can’t you? that’s my strong girl.”

✧.* partial to body worship. take your time with her, slowly removing her clothing to tell her every little thing you love about her body. her soft skin. the swells of her breasts, her lean muscle and smooth thighs. she’ll be gasping, petting your hair and praising you, letting you know what feels right. every touch from you feels like a promise, and you’ll do damn right to keep it.

✧.* TRIBBING. she especially loves being on top when it comes to scissoring, so that she can set the pace and get both of you off just right. it checks off all of mel’s boxes- proximity, close connection, being able to see your pretty face, and the fact that you both get pleasure from it.

✧.* “oh, gods, love,” she’d grunt, grinding her wet cunt into yours. strings of arousal connecting the two of you, rutting into each other. “don’t stop, unngh- that’s so good, so fucking good.. faster. faster.”

✧.* although she’s refined and poised, mel is not above fucking you in public. you’d be at a gala together, champagne glass in hand and trying to converse with others; some of the most important figures and families in piltover. yet all you can focus on is mel, the way the white dress she chose hugs the curves of her hips just right, and the slit that runs up the side. you try to be subtle, but mel is observant. she notices. and this is one of the few times where she’s a bit more rough.

✧.* “just couldn’t wait?” she’d ask, her fingers pounding into you in an empty room just outside of the crowded hall. “almost struck a deal, a good one, before you started undressing me with your eyes. it’s distracting, love.” “i’m sorry, baby,” you’d whimper, so fucking close to your peak. “sorry isn’t going to cut it. but you’re so pretty… so wet, too. i’ll be merciful.”

✧.* mel likes to set the mood. candles, maybe some soft music crackling over a stereo as well. as i keep saying, she’s a romantic! she wants you to see the effort she’s putting in for you, to know just how much she cares. all of this is worth it to her, you’re worth it.

✧.* just one is rarely enough for mel. if you’re more the one-and-done type, she won’t try to coax more orgasms out of you- but for her, she can go several rounds. back to back to back, coming undone on your fingers and mouth and strap and loving every second.

✧.* always holding onto you somehow. her arms wrapped around your shoulders while she rides you, one arm around your waist to steady you while she fingers you against a wall, the like. however, mel’s favorite is holding your hand, interlacing your fingers together. it just feels so intimate, so loving. it’s also grounding in a way, she can squeeze your hands as the sensations grow stronger, or as a silent support while you teeter over the edge of climax.

✧.* aside from times like i mentioned earlier, mel isn’t really a fan of quickies. there are some exceptions, but she prefers to take it slow within the confines of a place she knows is safe. she wants to take her time to truly appreciate you, and she can’t do that if she’s got a time constraint.

✧.* says she loves you every time, probably multiple times. the intimacy of it all overpowers her. some people may think that saying ‘i love you’ over and over makes it lose meaning, but on the contrary, mel means it more each time she says it.

✧.* “oh, oh, gods… mm, i love you, right there…”

sevika;

✧.* have fun trying to move at all after sleeping with sevika.

✧.* she’s a top-leaning switch. she won’t deny pleasure herself, but she won’t ask for it either. she’s more than happy to just fuck you again and again, her pleasure being derived from the sight of your head thrown back in ecstasy and the sound of your pleasured screams.

✧.* sevika loves just about anything, but she’s partial to the strap. it gives her a rush of power, being able to split you open and fuck you so deep, so right. definitely gets one of the biggest dildos she can find to insert into the strap, just so she can make you lay there and take it.

✧.* rough, experienced, and doesn’t hold back when it comes to degradation. she’d pull her cock almost fully out of you, just leaving the tip- before slamming back in, drawing a borderline pornographic moan from your lips. “fuck, doll, you sound filthy. can’t even talk right now, can you? fuckin’ slut, losing her mind already.” she’d drink in all of your noises, your labored breathing and the way your eyes roll to the back of your head. “gods. i’ve never been with someone this fuckin’ desperate. i almost pity you.”

✧.* can and will manhandle you. she’ll be pushing your chest further into the mattress while fucking you from behind, yanking your hips into hers as she thrusts into you. smacking your ass so hard the sound nearly echoes through the room. she’ll flip you on your back, nearly throwing you down on the bed just to continue her relentless rhythm. she wants to absolutely ruin you. so let her.

✧.* she wants to leave you sore and tired for the next day, so that every time you try to even take a step you’re reminded of exactly what, or who put you into this position.

✧.* sevika’s stamina is admirable. exhaustion weighs heavy on her during the day, her work cut out for her. running around handling zaun, tying up loose ends silco left, and making sure jinx doesn’t get herself into too much trouble wears her out quickly. but somehow she still has so much energy when it comes to fucking you. she could go all night if you allowed her, without so much as yawning.

✧.* she’ll grab your chin to force you to look at her, holding direct eye contact while she fucks you. she wants to see every expression of yours, she wants you to see her face while you cum.

✧.* “who’s makin’ this pussy feel good?” she’d demand, grunting as she grabs a fistful of your hair. you’d yelp at the sensation, your voice breathy and bordering on whiny. “aahh! you! you, mmph- sevika, you’re making it feel so good…”

✧.* also lowkey (highkey) really into anal… being able to please your tight asshole and feel you clench around her fingers as she keeps rutting into your cunt. yeah

✧.* it’s not often that she does, but sevika likes to have you tied up. your wrists tied to the headboard of her bed, the wood creaking while she rocks into you and holds your thighs apart. it’s picturesque almost, you look so damn perfect and pliant. and all for her.

✧.* the ropes are rough and frayed, something similar to what would be used on a ship. it’s not much, and they look like they’ve been used before- they’ll definitely leave marks on your wrists once you’re done. not to worry, sevika already has ointments for once you’re done, and she makes sure to space things like this out. she loves the sight of you bound for her, but not enough to over exert your poor skin.

✧.* she loves hearing those gorgeous sounds you make for her, but sevika does have neighbors and she’s not above shoving your discarded shirt or panties into your mouth if she feels that you’re being too loud. “hush. gonna wake the whole neighborhood at this point, doll. or is that what you want?”

✧.* when she does allow you to top, she’s pretty quiet. a stark contrast to how breathy and gruff she is while pleasing you, but she’ll still make noises! just at a low volume. yet her words do still hold some of that domineering edge.

✧.* your tongue would be delicately splitting her wet folds, teasingly licking up her slit before it brushes right over her clit. a shiver runs up her spine and she groans, a breathy noise that only serves to motivate you more.

✧.* “shit, baby, like that…” she’d breathe out, her chest beginning to heave up and down. “faster, baby. more. like you mean it.”

✧.* creamer, but she’ll squirt if you coax enough orgasms out of her. when you first found this out, she was on the edge of her fifth orgasm, panting and grunting before her walls clenched around your tongue. you then felt a wet warmth splash onto your face, and your gaze flickered. something downright predatory awoke in you, making you desperate to see that again and again.

✧.* “come on, sevi, just gimme one more, mm… that was so fucking hot,” you’d murmur, bringing your face close to her glistening cunt yet again. “another? i think- aah, i’ll break,” sevika breathes out. “good.”

✧.* RIDE HER THIGH. she didn’t even know she was into it at first. you’d be kissing her, panting into her mouth as you strip her of her shirt- before pulling away. “i wanna try something,” you’d say, before lowering yourself onto one of her bulky thighs. beginning to rock your hips, your clothed clit bumping against her thigh while a sharp gasp is pulled from you.

✧.* sevika’s eyes are opened to a whole new realm of possibilities. her hands are flying to your waist to help guide you along on her thigh, feeling your arousal leak through the cotton of your panties. “fuck, dove, you really are a whore.” she says, a low chuckle following. “i wouldn’t have thought of this, but you’re just too damn eager… look at you, soaking me. you’re lucky you’re so pretty.”

✧.* before you know it, sevika is asking you to ride her thigh regularly!

✧.* sevika’s neck is her weak spot. kiss up the expanse of it, suck dark marks into her pulse point, and she’s a damn mess. she’s tilting her head back so you have easier access, melting from you just touching her neck. it’s kind of adorable, honestly.

✧.* switches up the second you’re done- is so sweet and loving during aftercare. making sure that you’re okay and taken care of before she even thinks of doing anything for herself, making sure she didn’t go too far and you’re not too wrecked.

caitlyn;

✧.* switch with a slight preference for topping. she’s been in control most of her life, usually having the upper hand and hardly ever not getting what she wants. she doesn’t expect much less in the bedroom- that, and she loves seeing you fall apart beneath her, knowing that she’s the one responsible.

✧.* caitlyn has long and strong fingers, perfect for reaching all the spots that you’ve never been able to reach yourself. the second her middle finger brushes against that spongy spot that makes your vision blank, her eyebrows shoot up and her mouth is open in a ‘ah, gotcha!’ expression.

✧.* “yeah, darling? you like that? should i keep going, hm?” you’d nod frantically, panting and flushed beneath her. “then keep being good for me. you can do that, can’t you?”

✧.* BRAT TAMER. you might be able to get away with being mouthy with others, but never with cait. she’s a patient woman, but you learn after a while of being with her how to push her buttons just right. wearing that very patience thin with every word and sway of your hips. you’re giggling, until caitlyn is pushing you against a wall and clawing at your clothing, ordering you to spread your legs.

✧.* “i thought this was what you wanted? what you were begging for, not even a minute ago?” she’d grunt, slamming her purple strap into you at an alarming pace. ragged gasps and moans are pulled from your parted lips, and hot tears begin to stream down both of your cheeks. caitlyn would let out a low chuckle, tutting. “what, you’re crying now? come on, it’s not that bad. just a little lesson for you.” she’d coo.

✧.* there’s also been several times when you haven’t been able to behave yourself in her workplace, and she’d whisk you to her office to bend you over the hard wood of her desk, fucking you right then and there.

✧.* part of caitlyn delights at the sight of your tears. it’s exhilarating, in a way. seeing you so desperate, so wanton, knowing it was her who took you apart so expertly. seeing you so bared and vulnerable for her is a moment she wishes she could frame every time.

✧.* caitlyn can be such a temptress. she’s beautiful, anyone can see that- and she uses that beauty to her advantage. you’d come home from a long day of working harder than you ought, to be greeted by your girlfriend in white lace lingerie that leaves very little to the imagination. she knows you can’t resist, and she’s internally celebrating the moment you pounce on her.

✧.* “how was work, love?” she’d ask, voice low and smooth. “you look like you’re starving. maybe i can do something about that?” she’d muse, fingers teasing under one of her thigh garters.

✧.* when subbing, caitlyn is loud. she’s not screaming out in pleasure, but she doesn’t hold back any noises. she wants you to know how good you’re making her feel, to hear it on her lips and in her choppy words.

✧.* likes clitoral stimulation best, i think. don’t get me wrong, she thoroughly enjoys the feeling of penetration- but something about having her pretty clit played with until she’s an aching mess is just better.

✧.* also likes to be praised when she’s on bottom. tell her how beautiful she is, tell her that you’re taking her just right and she sounds so pretty right now. not only does it provide an ego boost, but it makes caitlyn feel so loved.

✧.* she’s a bit embarrassed to admit it, but she likes being on the receiving end of orgasm denial. so fucking close, her body strung thin like a bowstring. each nerve ending nearly on fire. but she can’t cum, not until you give her the green light, and it drives her insane.

✧.* “please, i’m losing my mind,” she’d cry out. “i need- mmf- i need to cum, pleasedarlingillbesogood,”

✧.* not opposed to quickies, but doesn’t opt for them. however, there are occasions where she’ll steal you away just before you have to leave for work, her fingers working as quickly as she possibly can to get you off- giving you something to think about the rest of the day.

✧.* something about your hips draws caitlyn in. maybe it’s the plush skin against them, the way they’re perfect for her nails to dig into, the feeling she gets when they rut against her, the rush she gets from gripping them to guide you as you grind against her thigh, or the way they sway when you walk. she can’t quite pinpoint it, but she also doesn’t care to.

✧.* “fuck, darling, keep moving,” she’d breathe out, gripping the tops of your hips as your wetness spreads over her thigh- folds glistening, head tilted back as lewd moans fill the room. “you look beautiful like this. so damn perfect, like you’re made for my viewing…”

✧.* she enjoys pet names a lot, but i think one of caitlyn’s weaknesses would be just addressing her by her name. especially if you usually call her by pet names outside of the bedroom. it feels so intimate, so personal.

✧.* “such a good girl for me, caitlyn,” you’d whisper, holding a bullet vibrator to her wet clit. “look at this pussy, so desperate for me. i can’t get enough.”

✧.* her favorite places to have sex are her bed and her desk. simple, but they work- her bed is a sanctuary, and it’s comfortable. optimal. her work desk serves many purposes, but her favorite is pleasuring each other.

✧.* caitlyn’s eyes are hypnotic, her gaze piercing. she’s big on eye contact during sex, demanding that you look at her the entire time. even as you’re fighting to not let your eyes snap shut or roll to the back of your head, the commanding tone in her voice keeps you grounded. it’s an ego boost, but it’s also a way of connecting to you.

✧.* gets rough when she’s especially stressed, which is often. she’s an enforcer and one of piltover’s most powerful figures; caitlyn is basically a walking manifestation of stress. slapping your tits, grabbing your chin, degrading you, shoving her fingers into your mouth and down your throat to shut you up.

✧.* that’s not to say that she doesn’t enjoy gentle love making from time to time- she absolutely does. she loves those nights where you take your time with her, truly conceptualize your affections for her. just how much you love her. she just gets carried away in the moment more than she’d like to admit.

lest;

✧.* switch with a preference for subbing. she will dom you if you ask her to, but most of the time, lest likes to lay back and bask in the feeling of you touching her. the scent of incense thick in the air, hair freed from her scarf and fanned around her as she lets out soft moans.

✧.* her voice is so smooth, so calming. the kind of voice you could fall asleep to. lest isn’t necessarily loud during sex, but she gets pretty vocal. and her noises, her words sound almost heaven sent.

✧.* “oh, keep doing- aahh!- that, darling…” she’d breathe out, her tone soft and buttery with desperation. “i need it, i’m so close-”

✧.* lest is definitely experienced, so she knows well and good what gets her going. she’ll tell you as well, guiding your hands to exactly where she needs them and describing in vulgar detail what she wants you to do to her.

✧.* “play with my tits with one hand, stroke me with the other,” she’d breathe out, placing your hands over both her perky breast and twitching cock. “pinch my nipple, hard, run your thumb over the tip- oh, fuuuuck…”

✧.* the tip of her dick is easily the most sensitive part of her body. it’s so sensitive, it’s almost comical- but lest can’t help it. you know how to pleasure her exactly the way she needs. as soon as you take it into your mouth, teasing your tongue over the head before taking her full length, she’s already fighting the urge to buck into your mouth. it draws sharp gasps from her throat, her fingers gripping at the bedsheets.

✧.* but her tits aren’t meant to be neglected, either. plump and soft, sitting so pretty on her. her nipples are definitely pierced, usually adorning gold bars with dangling chains. play with them, suck on them, place clamps on them. she’ll eat all of it up, praising you all the while.

✧.* definitely enjoys being tied up during the act, and she’d likely want to try shibari at some point. she has the nice ropes: purple woven silk, soft against her wrists and ankles. the feeling of being bared open before you, completely powerless and at your mercy can’t compare to anything else.

✧.* i think lest is really into wax play, but can’t participate as much as she’d like to because wax is a pain in the ass to get out of fur. she’ll gasp at the feeling of hot, sticky wax on her tits and stomach, a shiver running through her body involuntarily. you like to indulge her from time to time, relishing in her every reaction. again, it just can’t be as often as you’d both like because of the aftermath :(

✧.* lest can’t exactly finger you since she uh… has claws. but she’s so skillful with her mouth, the thought of what you might be missing doesn’t even cross your mind. she’d take your clit between her lips, teasing over the bud with her tongue before sucking. brushing her silky hair over her shoulder and angling her jaw so she has even more access to you, drinking in every sound you make.

✧.* “you taste amazing, darling,” she’d murmur. “stay still, mm.. you want to cum, don’t you?”

✧.* lest could grow addicted to just eating you out. the feeling of your release on her tongue is a high she never wants to come down from. she’ll draw orgasm after orgasm after orgasm from you on just her tongue.

✧.* praise her!! tell lest how good she’s doing, how beautiful she looks between your thighs and how lucky you are to have her. it only makes her more eager to please you.

✧.* “gods, you’re beautiful,” you’d whisper, “that feels amazing, you’re amazing, you’re perfect-” before feeling her tongue slip from your clit to your wet hole, prying you open.

✧.* LOVES to be pegged. she’s also partial to cowgirl, but lests’s absolute favorite is doggystyle. she craves the sensation of you slamming into her hole, gripping her plump asscheek with one hand and yanking on her tail with the other. she’d let out a sharp yowl, her chest almost collapsing into the mattress at the feeling. but it feels so fucking good, even though it’s sending pain up her spine.

✧.* “oh, yes, yesyesyes,” she’d babble, so bravely taking every inch of your strap. “don’t stop, go harder- fuck, ow!” she gasps, her soft tail in your grasp as you pull. “sorry,” you’d wince, slightly loosening your grip. “no. keep holding it, it- aahh! feels damn good.”

✧.* she cums pretty quickly when you strap her down. she’s a bit embarrassed about it, but she just can’t help it. your strap rubs against her g-spot so perfectly, your rhythm is exactly what she needs and you fill her up just right.

✧.* alternatively, lest loves when you ride her. seeing your face while you’re on top of her, claws digging into your hips while she bounces you up and down on her length… oh, it’s gold. and the sight of your tits bouncing is always a welcome bonus.

✧.* sometimes lest will have her pipe with her while you ride her, in which case she’ll allow you to shotgun hits. your breaths mingling with one another and lips almost touching as magenta smoke is passed between the two of you. it only serves to further heighten your senses, bringing you even greater pleasure.

✧.* “you’re divine,” she’d breathe out, hips rocking into you with fervor. “take it. take everything, just like i know you can. you’re a damn work of art.”