#im so close to just leaving it behind 😭

[kuniihoonii]

It's like every time I come on this app I remember why I left it LMAO

[florida3exclamationpoints]

Lol

[orcelito]

Declaring war on all truckers that drive next to each other on a 2 lane highway, boxing me in and forcing me to go Under the speed limit for oftentimes 10+ minutes

If it's just to pass someone and u move out of the way once ur past them, then fine... but if you STAY there matching speed with them???? 😭😭😭 bro get out of the left lane what are you Doingggg 😭😭😭😭

[beloveds-embrace]

Can we get that dark version of graves 💀. Sorry no hate to him but I like how this men operates lowkey like mafia in the dukedom au. Also is Konig still her personal guard in the regular au?

In the regular au, no, I don’t have König for her in there lol fyi i wrote this while spaced out during a lecture im sorry if it sounds rushed lol 😭

Referenced post

As for Graves: god, he is so smug. So, so smug, arrogance and pride growing each second he spends with you and over you. It shows in his gait when he walks, when he begins lording over the other servants and staff, when he begins latching to you, joining you on your free time when he checks beforehand that no one else is there with you. All of this even before you tell John your request.

After you do, and after you insist you really do want Graves, he becomes almost like a blown up balloon. He wants to monopolize all your time, all your interactions, and why would you say no when he gives you the love and affection you long for?

You don’t say no; but the same can’t be said for them.

It doesn’t matter if Graves truly loves you back. It doesn’t matter if he doesn’t love you and only wants to desperately hold on to his one chance of rising in society. Nothing about Graves really matters to them except how to break his connection to you.

Graves thinks that the reason the rest of the staff slowly begin to distance themselves from him, ill-mannered towards him in general, is out of jealousy due to his closeness to you. He thinks that the reason John adds more stable hands is because you want to have others help him and who he can lord over. He thinks the reason bland and spoiled food he gets is because the cook is jealous of him, as well. Who wouldn’t be, knowing it’s only him who has your affection?

He thinks everything is done for him, due to you. It makes him latch all the more to you, and you love it even if you sometimes look confused by it.

When you send him a letter, askinh to meet him privately late at night in the woods behind the duchy, it’s the first time he’s considered saying no to you. But as it is, Graves thinks you are a spoiled thing, born with a silver spoon, and he doesn’t want to spoil his standing with you. The woods behind the duchy are a bit… unconventional. He’s heard rumors of servants sometimes dying in there, a long time ago, but there was no solid evidence of it ever.

Whatever it is, he can deal with it. His confidence builds when Kyle greets him formally, a little smile on his lips compared to the previous days. The food he’s presented with is delicious and warm, and Duke Riley even gives him a nod when passing by him. He gets called into John’s office to talk about a payrise, as well.

Everything’s well. Going into the woods, therefore, shouldn’t be a problem.

It shouldn’t have been a problem.

Stumbling through the dark woods in question, cradling his bleeding leg, Graves begins to realize that he’s made a horrific misjudgment.

Why would you, of all people, want to meet here? You, soft and delicate? You, who has never known what it feels like to have a single scratch on your body?

This place isn’t meant for you. You wouldn’t even consider this place.

You didn’t send him that letter.

And Graves is realizing it just now.

He lets out another pained shout when his foot catches onto a bear trap, falling forward. Hands and knees scratched, blood pooling under him, and covered with the dark canopy of the night sky with nothing to guide him except the dim light of the stars, Graves has never felt more hopeless.

The snapping of dead twigs and leaves, loud in the suffocating silence of the woods, makes his twist his neck to see-

Beasts. Snarling, deep dark beasts, gaping maws and rows of twisted, sharp teeth. They laugh and bark, snapping at him and there is nothing he can do to struggle back because the damned trap is still holding him down.

Behind those beasts, there is a figure. The eyes that peer at him in hatred are familiar, but Graves cannot recall their owner at this moment. Tall, blond hair, at the manor ever so often-

“You should not have touched what doesn’t belong to you, Graves.”

He is not granted enough time to think about how familiar the voice is.

And so, on a dark January night, Philip Graves disappears.

“Still no sign?” You ask, twisting your handkerchief between your hands again. Your days have been hard, lately, and grow harder the longer your lover remains missing. Though you aren’t even sure if he is truly missing. If he was, then how come the rest of the servants all said that they couldn’t find any of his personal belongings?

He had seemed so happy with you… you don’t understand.

“I’m afraid not,” Simon tells you softly, coming to stand beside you. He holds a hand out for you, and despite knowing it wouldn’t be proper, you do not stop him from drawing you into a hug. “The dogs didn’t find any traces of him, either.”

Your eyes move over to the two dogs curled on their respective pillows, one napping and the other chewing on a bone. You loved them; they were all over you the second Simon had brought them to you, rolling over to get stomach rubs from you. They provided a temporary retrieve from your dark and depressing thoughts, just simply holding them making you feel better.

“They are good hunters.” Simon had told you, his knuckles gently wiping away your tears. “If he is anywhere lost nearby, they will find him.”

But now, there wasn’t a trace of him. You hated to admit it, but perhaps Philip’s leave might have been his own choice…

“Do not cry.” Simon whispers softly when he hears you sniffling, arms warm around you. You melt against him, just clinging to this comfort. “John will still search, but you still have all of us to help you get through this, sweetheart.”

Get through this, and get over Graves. The rest of the staff all agreed that he wasn’t good for you, anyways, and the dogs had their fun.

And Simon now gets to hold and comfort you, after he’s already had quality time with the rest of his beloveds.

Your tears will dry, eventually, and your heart will open up again.

[catsukkii]

hi!!! im new on here and ive been binge reading all of ur stuff 😭 im not sure if this is where you send reqs but if it is in begging for an older brother’s best friend trope w katsuki 🙏 i absolutely adore this trope and i js imagine katsuki pretending to be so annoying w picking you up or ‘babysitting you’ for his friend bur he secretly rlly likes it. thank u sm! <3

OMG HELLLOOO!! THANK YOU FOR BINGE READING MY STUFF!! this is where u send requests and I’m totally inlove with this idea you just opened my eyes. 2 POSTS IN 1 DAYYY?? I’m spoiling all 50 of my followers 🙏

Off-limits, Right? — katsuki bakugo

IN WHICH…katsuki was your older brothers bestfriend, you hated him, he hated you, I mean why else would he constantly tease you? so yeah, you guys hated eachother. right…?

Pairing; Katsuki bakugo x Afab!reader

Content contains; fem!reader, SUGGESTIVE! mdni, swearing, corny scenarios, katsuki uses ‘princess’ in a mocking way, reader is 19, katsuki is 21, and brother is 22, swearing.

Word count; smth over 1k

A/N; this was a wonderful request I’m sorry I couldn’t do it justice !! 😩 I hope ur happy with the result nonetheless!! <3

he was insufferable, he just couldn’t leave you alone. everytime he comes over to hang out with your brother, you avoid him and stay in your room at pretty much all costs; yet he always finds a way to still get under your nerves.

the stupid calls behind the door as they make their way to your brothers room,

“aww princess, you don’t miss me?” he yells behind the door, you can hear the cocky bastards smirk. you groan and just ignore him as he laughs with your brother. stupid boys.

it doesn’t stop there though, if you ever decide to come out of your room you better prayyyy hes not down there because he’s teasing you to absolutely no end.

“oh the beast has awoken I see?” he smirks and rests his elbows on the kitchen island, eyeing you up and down like you were a piece of meat. you roll your eyes and continue to open your fridge and get a drink.

“would you just shut up for once katsuki?” you bite back and he lets out an airy mocking laugh, putting his hands up in fake defense.

“easy there, just playin around sleeping beauty.” that stupid smirk never leaving his lips, you groan and grab your drink before descending up the stairs back to your room.

and you see, it would be a lot easier to avoid katsuki if him and your brother weren’t constantly in eachothers back pocket. It was frustrating, all you wanted was for him to leave you alone!

and then the worst possible thing happened.

“yoo, y/n.” your brothers voice speaks, tapping you on the shoulder, you tilt your head to look over your shoulder and hum a response. “okay don’t kill me but..memomanddadaregoingtoabarandkatsukihastobabysityou.” you stare at him blankly.

“okay what the actual fuck did you just say to me.” he takes in a deep breath and repeats himself slower. “me mom and dad are going to a bar and katsuki has to babysit you.” he has an anxious scrunch plastered on his face, prepared for you to blow up.

“what the HELL?” you slam the book you were reading closed, the sound echoed through the house. “I don’t need a fucking babysitter! I’m 19!” he sighs and attempts to calm you down.

“I know, i know, I agree! I tried to tell mom and dad that but I guess they just didn’t trust you…” you scoff at this and slouch in your seat with another loud groan rumbling past your lips.

“so they decide to have fucking katsuki babysit me? you know how much I hate him.” you glare up at him and he sighs for you.

“yeah I know..look it’s only for one night! I’m sure you’ll survive right?” you scoff at him and slam yourself up from the couch and reach your room, spending the rest of your time there before katsuki shows up.

‘ding dong’ you hear the doorbell and immediately plant your face in your pillow, mentally preparing for the night you’re about to have. you can hear him buttering up your parents, talking about how their ‘precious daughter’ is in wonderful hands. what a fucking joke. the minute everybody left, he sighs before yelling up the stairs.

“you gonna sit up in your room the whole time?” you can hear the cockiness dripping in his tone even through a whole staircase and your door. you sigh, bouncing off your bed and opening your door walking down the stairs with the least pleasant expression on your face.

“ah there’s the princess, wipe that look off your face. I’m not any happier about this.” you scoff and continue your walking down the stairs, reaching him at the bottom and glaring into his eyes. “yeah right.” you remark sarcastically and push past his shoulder and walk back to your spot on the couch. he sighs to himself and grouchily walks over to sit next to you, creating a respective distance.

“the tv remotes right here,” you toss it at him and he catches with no problems, gosh fucking loser has to be good at everything. “put whatever you want on, I don’t care.” you dismiss him and open your book again, deciding that’s the best way to drown him out.

“oh so the princess isn’t always cold hearted?” he bit his lip partially with a slight smirk, you couldn’t help but shy away from his gaze back onto your book and stutter out a ‘yeah whatever..’ he put on some creepy ass movie, you weren’t even watching it but the noises and jumpscares were kind of getting to you, you put the book down for one second and then got invested into the movie, katsuki took notice of this but decided to not say anything to scare you off just yet.

a certain jumpscare got to you, and you flinched with a high pitched ‘eek!’ he only laughed at you and looked at you with a faux mocking pout.

“aww princess you scared?” his pout turned into a smirk, and he licked his lips slightly. “s-shut up katsuki.” you roll your eyes and attempt to play it off before he just has to open his mouth again.

“cmon you want me to hold you so the monsters won’t get you?” he opens his arms and laughs when you immediately protest. “ew, katsuki! quit!” he nonetheless throws your ‘stupid’ book across the room and before you even have time to think he’s grabbing you by the shoulders and planting you on his lap.

“katsuki— eugh— let me go!” you whine trying to wiggle out of his grasp, he sighs before speaking, “keep movin like that on me and you’re definitely not going.” you gasp at his comment and hit him on the arm.

“gross katsuki!” he just laughs and you eventually accept your fate on his lap, trying to avoid the fact you’re on your older brothers bestfriends lap. You continue on with the movie, eventually relaxing into katsukis hold when another jumpscare causes you to jump in his hold, he mocks you with a laugh and suddenly his mouth is very close to your ear, you can feel his hot breath trickling down your neck and it causes you to stiffen. “you scared, princess?” he whispers deeply into your ear, you try to shake off the flustered feeling and shake your head no.

“are you sure? maybe this will help take your mind off things.” and before you can even think to protest, your being spinned around on his lap, face to face with him. your legs were straddling either side of his now and he rests his hand on your lower back, pushing you closer to him.

“katsuki— mm!” you were cut off to him pressing a kiss to your lips, even though your mind was telling you ‘no, no, back away!’ your body seemed to have a different idea, leaning into his touch and kissing right back causing his signature smirk to envelop his face, smiling into the kiss.

it turned into a heated makeout session, your hands resting on his neck, one of his hands rubbing down your back and the other behind your neck, pulling you impossibly closer. the only thing that could be heard was the movie you had both long forgotten about and the smacks of your lips colliding.

“you don’t know—“ he breathes out before planting another kiss to you, “—how long I’ve wanted this.” you continue your assault to his lips and only pull away for a short response back. “yeah?” he hums an agreement into the kiss, at this point you’re practically grinding on eachother, your brows furrowing and mouth parting slightly, and suddenly it all hits you.

you pull away abruptly, his lips chasing yours before a look of confusion wipes over his face. “we shouldn’t be doing this.” you speak and nervously tuck your hair behind your ears. “well it’s a little late for that princess…” you groan and bury your head in your hands, what were you thinking?

“I mean we don’t really have to stop now—“ you shush him quickly, he rolls his eyes but listens nonetheless, as if on que you can here the doorknob jiggle, you spring off his lap and back onto your designated place on the couch, katsuki grabs a pillow to cover his crotch which you gave him a disgusted look for, as if you werent practically leaking through your panties right now.

they walk through the door, everybody greeting their hellos before your mother speaks up at the sight, “aw look at you two! finally getting along I see?” you grumble at her words but katsuki speaks up with a sly grin, “you could say that.” she gushes over this fact, katsuki was always her favorite friend of your brothers. only you and him knew the true meaning behind his words, eventually everybody gets ready to part their goodbyes, and you’re about to ascend up the stairs again before katsuki calls your name.

you spin around to face him, and stride over he unexpectedly hugs you, which your mother ‘awe’s’ at, little did she know he just whispered ‘call me.’ in your ear, leaving you a flustered mess, you say your quick goodbye and rush up to your room.

what we’re you gonna do.

a/n; if this does well I’ll do part 2 but prolly not

[meracyn]

kwon as your boyfriend <3

a/n: whoops i broke my rule of only posting once a day lmao but idc this man is too fine to even regret this. i never really paid attention to the other characters ngl 😭🙏 but im willing to take requests from them (ex. miguel, axel, etc) too lmao

we’re continuing with the overprotective partners squad™, starring bitches and bros and nonbinary hoes (ifykwim ILY) who just. are so down bad for their partners they’d do anything to keep them safe

this guy is one of the top ranked members 💯

although it is true, kwon is definitely protective over you– it depends however, as in, depending on how capable you are to defend yourself. this doesn’t only mean physically, verbally too.

if you are into karate and have the skills to pay the bills (another reference lmao), kwon won’t be as protective, as he himself acknowledges your strength and is very proud to let others know you are his partner.

if it’s the other way and you don’t do karate, it just increases his protectiveness– he won’t judge you for it or anything, but will offer to teach you some tricks in case of an “emergency” (basically him going to a match and won’t be there with you) so you can defend yourself, though you’d probably have a ‘guard’ with you lmao (yoon 💀)

very touchy, but more in private, and just an arm around your shoulders, back or waist in public. kwon would most likely give you his jacket too, as a sign for anyone not to mess with you

is so gentle with you behind closed doors; like full on holding your hand and pressing a soft kiss, holding your cheek and staring lovingly into your eyes, having you in his arms every time you kiss, he’s a whole different person when it comes to his partner, and obviously has a soft spot for you

teases a lot lmao. say, for example, you get jealous over someone walking over to him and ask for his number, kwon would quickly notice and be so smug with it– attempts to rile you up and see how long you can remain calm before before doing anything

won’t stop mentioning it too 💀 “aw, remember when you got jealous~? how cute.” will make it up to you though, by making out ‘til you aren’t mad anymore doing anything you want

lots of cuddling, kwon feels reassured and relaxed if you’re laying beside him– either having your head on his chest or on top of him (IN A NON DIRTY WAY STOP 💀), anything that includes you being close together = happy kwon

will defend your honor as many times necessary, this guy does not play when it comes to anyone badmouthing you in front of him, he won’t hesitate to kick their ass (literally)

always strives to cause a good impression to you. if you’re present during any of the tournaments he’s attending and such, kwon will be showing off lmao, that smirk on his face when he wins and sends a look your way

the longer you date, the more he’s sure you two will marry, in fact he’ll even bet his own life about it– kwon’s just that sure– he knows you won’t leave him, you’re stuck to him like glue and can’t run away 😭

“you can run but can’t hide from me” – kwon

“wanna bet about it” – you

uhhh what did you do lmao RUN

this man is too fine ugh how does he do it

[jyoongim]

Please the lil ex-hubby fic got my heart melting I'm such a whore for jealous Al 😭

May we please have more jealous!Alastor. Maybe he didn't even know he liked reader THAT way until some sinner genuinely tries to court her and then he's just like "NOWP. Mine now."

This been sitting in my inbox for weeks!!!! I finally got around to it!

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Alastor had always found you to be good company. He enjoyed having someone who could appreciate proper entertainment. He enjoyed the chats you two had and even let you join him when he went on outings. 

He considered you a friend.

So why is his eye twitching as you smiled, clutching a bouquet of flowers from the sinner who had asked you out? 

“Oh they are beautiful!” You beamed, pulling the sinner into a hug.

Alastor let out a soft growl, before materializing behind you, flashing the nervous man a sharp smile “Dearest who is this” he asked as his red eyes narrowed at the demon.

”My date for tonight silly. I told you I was going out for a night on the town” you giggled happily as you ushered the man inside.

”why don’t you two chat while i finish getting ready hmm?” You smiled reassuring at the demon before leaving.

Alastor smiled lovingly at you and as soon as you were out of sight, he set his sights on the sinner who was trying to avoid eye contact.

The sinner cleared his throat “I t-thought she was lying when she said she was friends with the Radio Demon”

awww he was trying to make small talk

Alastor eyes narrowed, “oooh so you know WHO I am?  Good good then introductions are pointless.” He stood tall, claws gripping his cane. “This ugh date you call taking her out on? Canceled.” The sinner eyes widened “w-what? No…no way! I been planning this for weeks!” He frowned. 

Alastor let out a chuckle “maybe you didn’t hear me”. The lobby lights flickered and he transformed slightly, growing in height, antlers curved to the ceiling and eyes as bright radio dials.

The sinner shook in fear as the Overlord leaned down til they were face to face “You will NOT be going out on a date tonight because 1. That pretty creature upstairs is way too good for you and 2. She’s mine. Now…when she comes back down, you’re gonna apologize and say something came up and NEVER contact her again. Or I eat you and I am happy either way…your choice”

He dawned an air of innocence as he let out a fake laugh when he heard you were close enough.

”I’m ready! How do I look?” You beamed, twirling around to show off your outfit. Alastor whistled, grabbing your hand and turning you in a slow spin, grinning “You are stunning my dear.”

You turned towards your date and he looked a bit shaken.

“U-Um s-something came up suddenly and…and im gonna have to cancel.” Your bright smile faded as he rubbed his neck nervously. A pout formed on your lips, as you wrapped your arms around yourself “O-oh…I see”

He looked at you and went to take a step forward but that only caused you to step back and into the Radio Demon’s embrace, seeking comfort.

Alastor pulled you into his chest ‘protectively’, rubbing your back soothingly ”oh it’s alright my dear. Im sure the two of you can reschedule this little date.”

The sinner mumbled his apology and slipped out the door.

You were pouting. You thought that he genuinely liked you. He even planned a whole date to your favorite club! So why…

You felt Alastor lift your chin, your pouty face making him grin.

”Since you’re already dressed how bout we go out on this date?” He asked tilting his head. You blinked at him, a little shocked “Y-You wanna go on a date with me?”

He chuckled, giving you a squeeze as he snapped his fingers and both your clothings changed to a more elegant style.

He raised your hand to his lips, red eyes wrinkling at you “Oh darlin I would be a fool to pass up the opportunity of having a pretty dame on my arm” he laughed as he twirled you around, before looping your arms and waltzing out the door.

[honey-on-your-tongue]

COMING UP BABY,(I come as quick when I heard you doing kinkotber requests sooooo yYEA)

Miguel O’Hara x goodgirl!reader

KINK: hunting predator kink, overstimulation,and an slight breeding kink (idk 😃 i remember reading something like this so yea,where Miguel has an kink that he enjoys playing the predator,loves to see reader in fear,it make him “excited” 😏,loved to see reader so hopeless,so pitiful,and so vulnerable)

IDK IM SO SORRY IF IT BADLY EXPAINED 😭😭😭 BUT happy kinkobter ✌️✌️🫶🫶

Kinktober Day Four: Predator

Kinktober Masterlist

Miguel O'Hara x female reader

You heart races in your chest. You can hear it in your ears, can feel your lungs expanding with each quickened breath.

You're shaking slightly, hiding in an old, abandoned building behind what used to be some sort of desk.

You hear him walk into the room, heavy footsteps slow and quiet. His breathing is heavy, a rough, almost animalistic grunt leaving him.

You shudder where you hide, closing your eyes, trembling as he moves around the room.

Miguel knows you're here. He can hear your rapid breaths, can sense your racing heart. And he smells you. He can smell your fear and your arousal, making his own spike.

He takes a deep inhale, already knowing where you're hiding, but knowing that the more he scares you, the sweeter it'll be when he catches you.

His claws are out, his fangs at the ready. He can't help it. You drive him crazy.

He'd been a little reluctant the first time you two had done this little predator/prey role, thinking he'd scare you off. Instead, he was surprised and delighted to find how much you enjoyed it.

He walks closer to where you are, the smell of your fear growing, making his cock even harder. He stalks closer, laughing softly, darkly.

“I don't know why you bother hiding,” he says, voice low. “Did you forget I can smell you?”

You shudder, eyes popping open. He laughs again and leans over the desk slowly, smirking, those red eyes dark and sharp as he finds you crouched into a tiny ball.

“Perdiste, princesa,” he says thickly. You lost, princess.

He grabs you, pulling you to him. You gasp as he sets you down on the desk, moving to stand between your legs.

His claws dig into your hips slightly, a silent warning: you better not think about running right now.

He kisses you messily, eager, his mouth moving down your jaw, your neck. He bites you, relishing in the way you squirm beneath him. “Shh, princesa, ni siquiera empezamos.” We haven't even started.

He fucks you over and over, his cock buried so deep inside you that the thick head presses against your cervix. He keeps going even as you shake from your fourth or fifth orgasm.

“Miguel!” you whine. “Miguel!” It's the only word you know anymore. He's truly fucked you dumb.

“Shh, ya sé, princesa,” (I know) he says in your ear, fucking you hard and fast, barely resisting the urge to sink his fangs into your neck. “I'm almost done with you, baby. Just gimme a minute longer, hm? Gimme a chance to fill you up.”

You moan, trembling underneath him as another orgasm overcomes you. “Ahh!”

“I'm gonna give you a baby, princesa,” he says. “Do you want that? Do you wanna be full of my baby?” He chuckles against your ear. “Qué bonita te vas a ver con mi bebé adentro de ti.” You're gonna look so pretty with my baby in you.

He comes inside of you, delivering his thick, hot load deep in your cunt. You mewl lowly at the feel.

He kisses the tip of your nose, then your lips. He keeps his cock buried deep in you. He hopes, truly..he gets you pregnant. There's nothing he'd like more than to give you a child.

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[angelicabunny]

Bookworm.

summary: getting caught reading smut while having to spend the night with chris.

warnings: reader x chris, no established relationship, smutty smut, unprotected sex (don’t be silly), a little swearing.

requested: yes !!

wordcount: 1,563.

quick little a/n: this took my whole soul to write 😭 i hope it’s okay <33 also to the person who requested this a whole ass month ago i’m so sorry babe 😭😭. and i was half asleep while i proofread this, so im so sorry if theres mistakes xoxooo

i let out a small yawn as i sat around the large wooden table with nick and chris. matt had already said his goodnights and helped packed the cameras away after about an hour and a half of filming content.

"tired already?" nick asked jokingly.

i hummed in response while grabbing my book from the other side of the table. the crisp scent of pages filling my nose as i flicked through them looking for my book mark.

"what a nerd." chris teased while giggling.

"leave her alone," nick said, "we can head up to bed now if you'd like?"

nick and i were close, so of course each night i spent at their house we had sleepovers like little kids again, making dumb jokes and giggling all night.

he shut his laptop and tucked it under his arm as he got up, signaling for me to follow him, in the corner of my eye i watched as chris got up and headed the other direction, down the stairs.

i tiptoed up the stairs following nick, his hands lazily pushing the door open before he sunk down onto his bed, immediately opening his laptop to keep editing. i got straight into reading, i had been dying to finish this chapter, especially because it was one of the more interesting chapters.

about thirty minutes had passed and not a single word was spoken from nick. nothing but frustrated huffs and tossing and turning as he typed away. i shut my book before putting it down onto the silk covers.

"nick i can leave if you'd like, go hang with chris, i'm sure he wouldn't mind?" i quietly said not wanting to ruin his focus.

"really? are you sure, i'm really sorry i'm just so behind in editing." he replied.

"of course," i said while holding my hand onto his, "have a good night." i smiled before walking out of the room quietly, book and phone in hand.

i quietly made my way down both flights of stairs not wanting to wake matt. i stood in front of chris's door, my ear pressed against it, the faint sound of music playing let me know he was still awake. i tapped lightly on the door before opening it and poking my head in. the scent of a coconut candle intertwined with chris's scent filling my nose.

"come in," he said faintly his attention still on his phone before turning his head to see who it was, "oh hey." he said with a smile, patting the spot on the bed next to him inviting me to lay down.

i filled the spot next to him, lying on my stomach before reopening my book. he lied next to me on his back, one hand holding his head up as the other scrolled on his phone.

i looked at my page while trying to contain myself, excited for what was coming. my fingers gripping the cover tighter than before, my teeth lightly biting down on my bottom lip, my legs now squeezed together trying to satisfy the heat growing in between them.

i was so lost in a trance i forgot chris was beside me. he had changed positions and was now facing me, head propped up on one arm, his blue eyes locked onto mine. i felt heat rising in my cheeks before quickly closing my book.

“what?” i asked shyly.

“nothing,” he replied, his voice deeper and raspier than usual, “what’s so good about that book anyways, it’s got you acting like a damn book worm.”

“it’s just interesting, i guess.” i said sheepishly, not mentioning the fact i was reading straight smut with him right next to me.

“let me see.” he said while trying to grab the book. my reflexes instantly pulled it away from him, his eyebrows knitting together in confusion.

“it’s really boring, trust me you won’t like it.” i said bluntly trying to keep my cool. i turned my gaze away from him to play it off, my book sitting in one hand with one finger inserted to keep my place. before i could react he snatched the book from my hand while giggling, opening to the page i had saved.

“chris-!” i whisper yelled not wanting to disturb the rest of the house, my hands flying over to him. he turned away and held the book out of my reach. his eyes frantically scanning the page as the corners of his swollen pink lips turned up. i turned away from him, burying my face into my hands.

“here's your book back.” he said while trying to wave it at me, my face still turned away from him. “you don't have to be embarrassed you know.”

“are you serious chris!” i replied while turning my body to face him, snatching the book from his hands. “that’s so embarrassing.”

“not really,” he said while taking me in with his eyes, “i see why you’re so interested in that book now.” he continued while licking his lips slightly.

i found it hard to keep my gaze locked with his, my core still throbbing, a wetness coating me. his lips parted while his chest rose and fell.

“what do you mean?” i asked innocently, placing the book on the bedside table before propping my head up on one arm to match his position.

his eyes fell from mine, moving to my body, taking me in. his hand placing itself on my side exposed by the short top that hugged my skin, i felt myself shudder beneath his touch as he stroked me lightly. his finger hooked around my waistband, toying with it, asking for permission almost.

"chris," i whispered, "we can't."

"mm, why not." he replied huskily while still playing with the fabric of my sweats.

"nick might hear." i said while slowly moving his hand from my side, keeping it in mine as i watched his eyes.

"c'mon, you have to be at least a little freaky if you're reading shit like that," he teased, "i've wanted you for so long, don't pretend you havent noticed ma." he continued speaking while watching my lips.

i looked down in defeat before moving my face closer to his, closing the gap in between us. my mouth hovered above his as he breathed lightly coating my lips in a hot air.

before i could say anything his hand gripped my face roughly pulling me into him, his lips showing how hungry he was for my own. he broke the kiss only to move to my neck, leaving harsh bites before soothing them with his tongue. i rushed to take my sweats off, tossing them to the floor leaving me in nothing but a short top and black panties.

"turn over," he said while pulling away, "all fours baby."

i followed his demands and pressed my face into the pillow, facing the side of the room where a large mirror sat, i watched him in the mirror as he pulled his sweats down letting them rest below his thighs, followed by his boxers. his cock sprung out hitting the fabric of his shirt as he causing him to let out a hiss through his teeth. his tip red and needy, leaking with precum.

"try and be quiet." he said while rubbing my lower back with his hands. i hummed in response while still watching him in the mirror as he lazily tugged on his cock before lining it up with my entrance, rubbing it up and down my slit, collecting my arousal before placing his tip into me.

"god you're wet."

he let out a quiet grunt before bottoming out, reaching places i could never on my own. i clenched onto the bedsheets trying to contain my whimpers, my knuckles going white.

quiet moans and curses left his mouth as my ass bounced off his pelvis, the sound of our skin slapping filling the room.

“oh god chris” i moaned, not being able to stay quiet anymore.

“shh baby, don’t wanna get caught now do we?” he gripped my waist as he spoke, pulling me into him harder.

i could feel my slick dripping down my thighs as he picked his pace up, my eyes having no place to go but the back of my head. we both gave up on being quiet a while ago, more whimpers and groans filled the room.

“mmh, s-so close.” i said pathetically while gripping onto the pillow.

with one quick movement he pulled out and flipped me over, his eyes now locked onto mine as he pushed back in.

“i wanna see your pretty face while you cum.” he breathed out.

his thrust becoming harder as i came closer to the edge, the feeling growing at my core as my nails dug into his back for support.

“oh f-fuck.” i whimpered, feeling the waves of pleasure fill me.

his eyes watching my face twist in pleasure, his thrusts getting sloppier.

“s-shit.” he stuttered before snapping his hip into me, his warm cum filling me up as he left a soft kiss on my lips.

both out of breath while he pulled out of my softly, fixing my underwear and his pants.

“why don’t i clean you up?” he said quietly while looking over at the bathroom door.

i nodded in response while kissing him softly, his fingers running through my hair.

[st7rnioioss]

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𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: matt sturniolo x reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you came across a tiktok, a couple on the screen doing the "kissing without our hands to see who gives in first". you had to try it?

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: fluff, kissing, suggestive at the end

this is based off this request!

a/n: hiii🤍 first off i just wanna say thank you so so so much for 10k notes AND 800 followers, thats insane. im so so sorry its taken soooo fucking long😭 anyway, i didnt want to turn this into a smut, im sorry LMAO

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You and Matt were lying in his bed, you on your phone, scrolling mindlessly through tiktok, Matt’s fingers intertwined with your hair. Matt didn’t pay much attention to what you were watching, but he stopped playing with your hair and looked down at your phone when he heard the same sound playing repeatedly.

“Why are you watching that over and over?” he chuckled. “The sound is pissing me off,”

You giggled and held up the phone for Matt to look at.

“Look, it’s this trend, haven’t you seen it?” you said, Matt holding your hand that was holding the phone to understand what was going on.

Kissing with our hands behind our backs until one of us gives in.

“No, I don’t think I have,” he looked down at you, locking eyes with you. “You wanna try it?”

Your cheeks flushed before you hesitantly nodded. Why not? He must’ve noticed because he started smiling at you.

“Sure,” you smiled shyly back, the both of you getting up to sit in front of each other. 

Matt looked down at you, his arms behind his back, before he leaned down to kiss you gently. Your eyes instinctively closed, leaning closer to him. He smiled against your lips, slightly tilting his head to the side to get a better angle.

You pulled away, looking up at Matt. You giggled, really wanting to hold his face and tell him how much you love him before he leaned closer again, leaving kisses on your jawline and neck, making you inhale sharply.

“Hey, that’s- that’s unfair,” you chuckled, throwing your head back to give him better access to your neck. His only response was a laugh against your skin, making you whine.

He pulled away, gazing into your eyes before kissing your lips again, which was much more passionate than the last one. He then slowly slid his tongue past your bottom lip, into your mouth, making you whimper against his mouth.

“Come on, I know you wanna touch me,” he murmured, continuing to kiss you. 

He was right. You really fucking wanted to hold him, but you weren’t giving up just now. Instead, you just kept kissing him, slipping your tongue into his mouth. 

You felt him tense up, making you smile against his now wet lips. He pulled away for a split second, before kissing along your jawline, down your neck, up behind your ear again.

“Matt- fuck,” you gasped. He knew you too well, your neck being your soft spot.

You couldn’t help it. You untangled your arms, your hands immediately finding their way to his hair, gently tugging at it, pushing his face closer to your skin.

Matt didn’t waste a second to grab your hips, softly pushing you over, your head hitting the pillow behind you.

“Oh thank God,” he smirked, his hand resting on your waist, the other one intertwining itself in your hair. He then started sucking on your skin, making you whine.

“Shit,” you whimpered, one hand tugging his hair, the other in a tight grip on his bicep. He just kept kissing you all over your neck and collarbone, leaving small wet spots that would surely turn a darker shade of purple later.

Matt left one last kiss on your chest, before pulling away to look at you.

“I win,” he smiled proudly, leaning down to give your lips a soft peck. You smiled back at him, running your hand through his hair.

“Yeah yeah. I’ll win another time,” you rolled your eyes playfully, Matt positioning himself beside you. Both lying on your side, staring into each other's eyes before you broke into laughter, your cheeks turning red.

“What?!” Matt giggled, his hand now shaking your shoulder as you laughed.

“The way you’re looking at me. You’re just- you’re just adorable.” you blushed, covering your face in Matt’s chest. His hands caressed the top of your head, now laughing himself.

“Oh um- I’m sorry?” his cheeks were now bright pink. You pulled away to look at him, a big cheesy smile on plastered on his face. You reached out to hold his hand, lacing your fingers together.

“Oh God, I love you so much, Matt.” your eyes fixated on his eyes, then lips. He blushed again before leaning in to kiss your forehead, nose, cheeks, and corner of your mouth, before finally locking his lips onto yours.

“I love you more,” he mumbled against your lips, before flipping you over, so he was leaning over you, one hand beside your head, the other holding your hand above your head.

“Hey, that’s not fair,” you giggled before his lips were back on your neck.

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a/n: i love this idea btw, thanks for the request!!

[nofingjustaninchident]

just a little drunk - hoo boys

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content: percy jackson, leo valdez, jason grace and frank zhang x drunk!reader, best friends to lovers

warnings: mortal!au, alcohol consumption, dirty jokes, weed consumption, probably cursing.

a/n: i just discovered that i have a massive problem with writing. i literally took half an hour (at least) to write EACH one of those. terrible. just terrible. but i swear im trying to write more, it’s just cause i don’t have much creativity to write 😭

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now playing… party in the USA - miley cyrus

Percy Jackson

He was at the party. Of course he was at the party. Everyone says a party without Percy Jackson is not a party. But he was the DD of the night, so he was completely sober - which was a hard task for the party king.

That, until he saw you. On top of a table. Striping down- wait. Striping down?! Jesus Christ, he left you alone for five minutes- oh, you’re taking your shirt off.

Of course there’s a bunch of assholes standing there, telling you to keep going and screaming obscenities at you. But Percy didn’t have the time to be mad right now, he was too focused on you.

If he got there one second late, he and everyone else in that room would see the black lacy bra you was wearing, but thank goodness he got there before you did it.

“Alright, that’s enough for today, isn’t it, sweetheart?” He said, hugging you from behind and taking a very giggly you off the table. All the boys in the room started ‘booh’ing him, and he just flipped him the finger.

“Perce! I was having funnn!!” You complained, your words sloppy and smudgy as he basically dragged you back to his SUV. He just rolled his eyes and chuckled slightly.

“Y/n/n, you were about to strip in front of a lot of people. I’m sure you’d kill me tomorrow if i let that happen.” He said as he pushed you onto the car and pulled the seat down so you could lay against it.

“Hmm.. Yeah, i’d probably do that.” She said, the smile never leaving her face as she started mumbling random words.

He closed the door and walked towards the driver’s seat. He knew he couldn’t drive you back to his house now, since he had to wait for his friends, so he just turned the air conditioning on and pulled a blanket over you shoulders.

“Sleep for a little. I’ll take you to my home, hm? I’ll take care of you.” He said, taking the loose strands of hair off your face. You were just so pretty it was unbearable.

“Fine.. Thanks, Percy.” She said and drifted off to slumber.

After a few minutes of watching you sleep, he remembered that you’d hate to sleep with make up on, so he looked into the glove compartment and- aha! Of course you had left a few of your wet wipes there.

He started softly running the cloth against your face, cleaning it. When he was finally over, he kissed your nose slightly and smiled to himself, waiting for his friends so he could drive you home aswell.

Jason Grace

He was sleeping, as any normal person would at 2 am. But he was a light sleeper, and he woke up suddenly with his phone raining in his nightstand. He groaned and searched for both his glasses and the phone so he could see who was calling him so late in the night.

When he looked at the phone screen, he frowned in confusion. Why was Kayla calling him, out of nowhere? She usually didn’t call him, unless-

“Kayla?” He said as he picked up the phone, sitting in his bed and rubbing his eyes so he could try and forget the sleepiness that was threatening to win him over.

“Hey, Jason.. uh… i’m sorry for waking you up but, uh… i’m in a party with y/n-“ Y/n and parties? Never ever a good combination. “-And she doesn’t accept to go home unless it’s with you. She’s… drunk. Maybe high, too. Can you pick her up?”

Oh boy, he’d be damned if he wasn’t going to do that. “I’m on my way. Just… send me the address and i be there as soon as possible.”

“Fine- shut up, y/n! Stay here, no-“ And then the call was over.

My god, he thought, what’s she gotten herself into this time?

Kayla sent him the adress and he got into his car - a Lambo, gift from his absent father trying to make up for it - and got in the place the party was happening in less than ten minutes.

The first thing he noticed was the loud noise in the party. The second was you, laid down and making a snow angel in the grass. Funny sight.

“Y/n/n? My god, what in hell are you-“ He got cut off with you getting up and jumping on his arms, hugging him.

“Jase! I didn’t think you’d come!” You said, smiling brightly at your best friend. “Come on, let’s go to the party!”

You tried pulling his hand towards the house, but you weren’t already the strongest while sober, and drunk… e didn’t even flinch.

“No, honey, im taking you back to your house. You got enough drinking for today.” He said, pulling you by the waist towards him and placing you inside the car as you tried your hardest to get back to the party.

“As, come on! Buzzkill!” You whined, crossing your arms and pouting at him.

“Come on, i’ll buy you a slushee. What’d you think?” He asked. You immediately smiled. Drunk you was a very easily distracted person.

“Fine. But we’ll talk about that tomorrow.” He said, squeezing her shoulder softly as he drove towards the gas station.

“Whatever you say. Buzzkill.”

Leo Valdez

He was home watching a dumb tv show. He didn’t really bother with sleeping, since he knew his best friend was going to a party. And you plus party equals to a very drunk mess.

So when he finally got a call, he already knew it was you. It happens that he was right.

“Yes, cariño?” He asked, a smile plastered on his lips as soon as he heard your drunk giggles.

“Can you pick me up, fireboy?” You asked, your voice groggy and smudgy. But he knew it would probably be like that, so he was already expecting it.

“Course i can. Send me the address and i’m on my way.”

“Fine. Bye Valdeeezzzz..” You said before hanging up the phone with giggles and smiles.

He got where you were and you were being supported by one of your friends, who seemed pretty annoyed with the drunk version of you, all smiley and clingy to anyone around.

“Oh, thank god you’re here. I can’t stand her anymore.” Your friend said before basically dragging you towards the boy. “She’s all yours now.”

You were all smiles as you held Leo’s neck and pulled him close to you. “Leooooo! I missd’ ya!”

“Hey, cariño. You’re kinda drunk, aren’t you?” He asked before supporting your weight and taking you towards his car.

“What? Me? Nooo…” You said, giggling. You clearly smelled like pure alcohol.

“Sure you aren’t. Get in there, i’m taking you home.” He said, opening the passanger’s seat for you and placing you inside.

He put on your seat belt and kissed you forehead before walking towards the driver’s seat.

When he got inside the car, you were almost completely dozed off in sleep, trying your hardest to stay awake. He chuckled and turned the air conditioning on so you could rest more comfortably.

“Sleep, y/n/n. I’ll call you when we get home.” He said, the smile never leaving his lips.

Franz Zhang

He’s dead worried that you haven’t gotten home yet. Of course he didn’t knew where you were, cause you didn’t tell him.

Come on, you knew that, if you did tell him, he’d try to stop you.

So why bother?

You were having fun. A really, really good time. That was until your best friend came by with a weird cocktail, which was nothing more than a mix of different types of alcohol and syrup. Really fun.

And that’s when you got drunk and wobbly and you just had to call Frank. Common drunk mistake, isn’t it?

He picked up on the third ring.

“Y/n? My god, are you okay?” He asked, his voice laced with concern. He was so worried about you, cause you weren’t home and you didn’t pick up the phone and just called him out of the blue.

“Frankie!” You said and he could hear the smile in your voice. His concern only grew once he realized you were drunk.

“Y/n, where are you? I’m going to pick you up.” He said, already getting up with the car and house keys in his hand.

“I’m at Louis’ house! We’re having a birthday party!” You said, giggling and smiling brightly at absolutely nothing.

“Fine, i’ll… i’ll be there in ten. Just… don’t do anything stupid, and wait for me, outside the house. Don’t drink anything else and please, for the heavens sake, don’t do drugs.” He pleaded.

“I’m not- Frankie! I’m not on drugs. Please.” You said in a fake annoyed tone and giggled again. He rolled his eyes and sighed, driving towards where you were.

When he got there, he immediately saw you on the backyard, playing probably Pokémon Go and yelling when you finally found a pokémon. He smiled at the sight, and then remembered why he was there.

He walked towards you. When you finally saw him, you smiled widely and jumped in his direction, trying to hug his neck. Which wasn’t easy, as he was a little taller than you.

“Hey.” He said as he leaned down so you could hug him properly.

“Heyyy!!! I missed you!” You said, voice muffled by his shoulder. “Can you take me home? Please? I’m tired.” You said smiling cheekily.

“No.” He said, simply. “I’m taking you to my house today, kay? There’s some of your stuff there, and i can borrow you a shirt so you can sleep. But i’m not leaving you alone in this state.”

“Yay! Sleepover!” You cheered excitedly.

He couldn’t deny that the drunk version of you was very cute.

a/n pt2: did you see what i did there? i cut almost all of them in the middle. two reasons: one, for this not be too big and second i have inspiration to write more. lmk if u want a part 2 of those!!

[lovexjoe]

how wwould armando react if he is in love with the reader, but she shows no sign of feeling the same way, (he's so devoted when it comes to the reader) And he'd like to know if she feels the same way, I wish it would end in a passionate way (you know what I mean) 🔥

New follower 💗💗♥️🌷

Amor Prohibido

A/N: This was meant to be short, but I took the idea and ran with it. I hope you guys enjoy🤍 I also flip around with pov; sorry in advance.

Warning: Forbidden love, angst, violence, smut (idk what else im missing 😭)

Music to listen to while reading:

Fuck Love - XXXtentacion ft Trippie Redd.

SAD - XXXtentacion

John Redcorn - SIR

Y/N has been working with AMMO for 2 years now.

Kelly was the firecracker and you were the reserved sweetheart. Just don’t let nobody cross a line cause you’ll turn into an explosive real quick.

Mike and Marcus loved having you around, you brought the balance to the squad.

Being Kelly’s little sister, you were protected by everybody, including your least favorite person: Armando.

You didn’t understand him at all. Stone cold killer trying to turn a new leaf? I don’t think so

The moment Mike brought him into Kelly’s house unannounced was the first time ANYONE has seen you explode.

“What the fuck is he doing here?! He needs to leave NOW” Kelly points her gun directly at Armando.

Without even a hesitation you pulled your pocket knife out and slammed Armando against the wall. Shoving the knife up to his neck, close enough to draw blood.

“I know who you are and if you’re working with us. Do not make us regret it or you WILL be my first body count” Y/N spoke with venom. She couldn’t stand that Captain wasn’t here because of him. All the trouble he's caused. Everyone stops and stares at the two of you.

“Holy shit! Since when did Y/N turned into a Cobra?” Marcus jokes causing the air to lighten up a bit.

“Puedes confiar en mi” (you can trust me) Armando says as he takes in how beautiful her eyes are. He fully understood where she was coming from. He knew he had to show everyone that he wasn’t a stone cold killer: it was his mother who trained him.

From that day forward Armando could not stop thinking about you.

Kelly with hesitation moved Armando into the guest bedroom, across from Y/N room. Y/N wasn't too happy about it, but she gave him a chance to redeem himself.

He was quiet, respectable and kept to himself. Observing everyone like he always does. Observing his new favorite person, you.

8 months later

Armando was up late after a mission with AMMO. He was on standby as Y/N flirts with the drug dealer to distract him. She looked beautiful under the club lights. Her tan skin was glowing and her curly hair framing her face. The dress she was wearing took his breath away. He's never seen her in this light. She's usually in a tomboy attire just cause it was comfortable and convenient. This was the first time she wasn't on tech duty, Dorn's therapist recommended he took a rest from the action so Y/N volunteered herself. He was happy she was here, but it drove him crazy that she had to flirt with this old fuck. The man trailed his hands along her exposed back. It took everything in Armando not to put a bullet through his head and accept whatever consequences that came with it. Shortly Rita appeared along with Mike to arrest the drug dealer, putting an end to his torture. Y/N headed back into the van with Armando following behind her: watching her back just in case. Mike took notice that he never left her side. He knew his son, because they were exactly alike and hoped Y/N could bring a softer side out of him. Their friendship was forming, Y/N saw a side to Armando that nobody else did and she finally trusted him. She would never admit to it though, because with that trust comes with other feelings she wanted to lock away. It felt wrong to her. More like forbidden.

After they got home, everyone parted ways to their designated space. He's been thinking about her in that dress all night. It was 3am and sleep was definitely not in the air for tonight. He started to collect the dishes he had scattered around the room, irritated he let it get a bit messy. As he exits his room he notices the door to Y/N's bedroom was open. The kitchen light was on, the sink running as Y/N was clearing up the dishes that piled up the sink for over a week. The whole house was slacking on cleanliness.

"Can't sleep?" He asks as he sets his dishes on the counter next to her. Now leaning against it as she shook her head looking up at him. His heart skipped a beat taking in her nightly attire. A baby blue silk nightie that hugged her curves. Her curly mane was up in a messy bun and her glasses set low on her nose as she didn't bother fixing it.

"I've been so restless for the past two weeks" She shook her head, trying to make sense of why. She signals her head for him to put the dishes away as she washes; He complies. Armando would comply to anything that you said honestly. He loved that it was just the two of you right now with no interruptions. They never talked much, just enjoyed each other's presence. Maybe tonight could end differently he thought to himself.

"You did a great job tonight amor. It was nice having you away from the computer." He places the last dish in the cabinet and proceed to grab a bottle of alcohol walking over to the couch. Everything in you was screaming to go back to your room and not entertain this conversation further, but your body was already seated next to him. He took a sip from the bottle without even a struggle, handing the bottle off to you. You took a huge gulp knowing you need some liquid coverage if you're gonna stay up with him at these hours. You knew why you were restless for the past two weeks, it was the exact time when you started developing these other feelings for Armando. The best thing you can do is DENY DENY DENY. After all he's still a bad person right? A few months doesn't mean anything...right? Yet you trusted him entirely, none of this made fucking sense.

"Qué estás pensando?" (What are you thinking about?) He studies her worried face, deep in her thoughts; wishing she'd let him in. She turns her body to completely face him, her bare legs resting on his.

"Are you happy here?" Your eyes searched his, hoping to find something...a soul maybe? Some reassurance that he's on the path of making himself a better man.

" Happy? I don't know what that is fully. But I can say, when I'm here with you I'm at peace." He spoked openly for the first time, his hand grazing against your exposed leg. At this point you were just looking into each other's eyes, wishing one of you would make the move first. He took his whole being not to show you how much he worships you on this couch, but he does not want to disrespect you in any way. Your body felt so hot, yearning for his touch. Slowly your head was leaning in, both of you breathing uneasy, his hand resting on your cheek; lips so close but not touching just yet. You never felt this way about anyone before. Relationships, feelings all of that love bullshit was so new to you. Love? Do you love him? No it definitely can't be. You shoved the thought away as you pulled away.

"I-I have to go" You set the bottle down, hurrying to your room and locking the door. Armando curses to himself for even entertaining what had happened. You were curled up in bed when you heard the front door slammed. He had left to god knows where and you hugged your pillow wishing it was him.

1 week later

The two of you have not spoken a word to each other since the almost kiss.

Armando had returned at 10am that morning with no emotion towards Y/N at all.

She went back on tech duty until today.

The tension could be cut with a knife the whole team noticed.

"You two lovebirds are fighting aren't you?" Mike teased.

You rolled your eyes as you prep your ammo before you made it to your destination. This is something Armando already had done for you anytime you were on a mission with him; today was not that day.

He felt guilty as he watched you out of his peripheral but he felt like it was time he stop pursuing this. If you wanted him you would have kissed him that night: not run away.

Callie has been kidnapped along with Mike's wife. We received coordinates on where they were being held hostage.

As you reached the destination, both you and Armando scooped out the scene. You felt something off about the coordinates.

Once you two made it inside, you heard crying that sounded like Callie. Armando signals you to stay as quiet as possible as you guys make your way through the abandon building.

Once you guys got closer to the voice, you both realize it was just a recording.

"Its a TRAP!! BOTH OF YOU ABORT NOW" Mike and Marcus yelled over the intercom.

Before you could even try to escape there were already men surrounding you guys. Gunshots being the only sound that filled the air. The both of you, took as many men as you could, with the help of the drone assisting. Armando hated more than anything to see you shed blood, but those combat training days you two had was worth it. You could hold your own. Your surroundings got quiet, as you shove a knife through your enemy's neck. You turned around hoping to see Armando following you, but you froze in your steps. Mcgrath had his gun pointed at you ready to shoot. You guys were out of ammo, the drone gave out and any slight movement Mcgrath would kill you.

Everything slowed down, you felt your world stopped as Armando jumps in front of you causing Mcgrath to let out 3 shots. Armando taking the impact of all of them. You heard the rifle go off after, Mcgrath being taken down by a headshot. You immediately wrapped your arms around Armando, trying to find any way to stop the bleeding. This can't be happening right now. No no no no. You applied as much pressure as you could.

"Armando please stay with me, I can't lose you. Please" You cried and screamed for help. Mike and Marcus rushed in helping you take Armando into ambulance. You REFUSED to leave his side. The nurses had to pry you and Mike off of him so they could take him into surgery.

Armando started off hated by everyone, but over the past few months he truly became family. You sat down on the floor of the lobby, looking down at your bloodstain hands and your heart broke. Will you ever get a chance to tell him how you really feel? He jumped in front of a gun for you with no hesitation. Callie and Mike's wife was safe, the rest of Ammo took care of the mission while you and Mike were on standby waiting for Armando's results.

3 hours later

You laid next to Armando's bedside, holding his hand waiting for him to wake up. Mike left a few minutes before, thanking you for staying with him as he returns to his wife.

"I love you so much" You whispered against his hand, placing a soft kiss against it.

"I love you too mi amor. Más de lo que jamás sabrás" (More than you will ever know) He says softly, squeezing your hand reassuring that everything is okay. With no hesitation you pressed your lips against his, both of you moaning into each other's lips.

"I had to get shot 3 times for you to finally kiss me mami" You both started laughing.

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:

4 months later

Armando was finally healed and better than ever. Rita released both of you on a well needed vacation. The two of you avoided any of "those" activities till the doctor cleared him. Everyone was finally relieved to see you two engulfed in each other; the angst was truly unbearable. You guys had the house to yourself after returning from your romantic dinner. His lips immediately on yours after he locks the front door. Melting into his touch as he pushes you against the hallway of your bedroom, leaving hickeys on your neck and he didn't give a fuck.

"Mando" You let out a soft cry as he sucks on your weak spot right below your ear.

"Recién estoy empezando princesa" (I'm just getting started princess) He whispers as he slips his fingers under your dress, rubbing you through your underwear. Your little cries only ignited his dominate side even more. He rips your underwear causing it to fall to your feet, teasing you with one finger.

"You're so wet" He works a second finger in causing your legs to weaken. He pumps his finger harder and faster till your pussy started to make a squelch sound.

"Baby! Im squirting I'm squirting please!" Your orgasm dripped down his hand, he smiles to himself taking in his view. His girl, completely weak in her knees for him and the night just started. He wraps your legs around his waist carrying you into the bedroom.

"You came like a good girl for me baby." He gives you your well deserve praise as he lays you down, removing your dress and his clothes. His size and length definitely matched his attitude. The kisses were hot and messy as you aligned him with your entrance. As he slips in, you both couldn't help the sounds escaping from your mouths. His thrusts were slow and deep causing your eyes to tear up from the intense pleasure. He lifts one of your legs over his shoulder for a better angle. The sound of pants and skin slapping was all that could be heard in that room.

"I love you" You both said in unison as you came as the same time. He collapse on your chest and you played with his hair. You didn't speak for a little bit, just enjoying each other's presence.

"Y/N?"

"Yes?"

"Estoy feliz aqui" (I am happy here) He says as he kisses your chest.

The End

[cyberluvzu]

TICCI TOBY DATING HEADCANONS

Ticci toby x reader

Hello people, I haven't written in years but I have some spare time and have been DROOLING over Toby lately so I thought that I could do this.

(please go easy on me I literally haven't wrote anything like this in 2 years)

- COMPLETE LOSERRRR

- Absolutely no dating experience at all

- You're his first everything

- And because you're his first everything, he gets incredibly nervous when it comes to doing new romantic things ( especially something physical)

- He wants to do all the cute couple things with you but he's scared that he's gonna end up scaring you off or making you uncomfortable

- At the beginning of the relationship he would probably be so awkward

- You'd go to hug him and he'd just stand there like🧍

- Don't get me wrong he appreciates the affection, he just doesn't know how to respond because he hasn't had a good relationship with physical touch

- After a couple of months he would slowly start to be more open to physical affection and being more romantic

- Just give the man some time

- When you get to the point of being completely comfortable with eachother he goes CRAZY BRO

- When he does get comfortable he is constantly on your ass

- He comes back from missions and immediately wants to go to sleep with you in his arms

- Bro doesn't even care if he's all bloody, he WILL have you

- You will have to pry him off of you and get him in the shower, or at least change his clothes

- After you get him to clean up he is all over you

- Holds you so close and just knocks the fuck out

- I also like to think that he'll bring you little knick knacks when he goes out

- Flowers, cool rocks, maybe a couple of things he got stole when he was in town!

- He's kinda like a crow

- In the sense of, if he likes you, you're gonna get some stuff

- He likes going on walks with you, it's nice just being alone with you, away from his life

- Is somewhat totally obsessed with you

- When he's not with you he is always thinking of you

- On his mind 24/7

- Totally infatuated with you, loves you completely.

- Has an irrational fear that he might lose you and doesn't want you to ever leave him, because you're the best thing that's happened to him

- Gets jealous, but not in the aggressive way, at least not with you

- Might go kill that person that was hitting on you, but you don't need to know that!

- Will absolutely be passive aggressive with you though

- Says little things to let you know that he's still upset at you

- He just worries he'll lose you to someone else

- Someone give bro a hug already

- Speaking of that, he absolutely adores your hugs, wants to stay in your arms forever

- He likes hugging you from behind

- He also really likes to silently creep up behind you and scare the shit out of you, but ends up giving you a hug to make up for it

- He just loves you

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GUYS IM BEGGING ON MY HANDS AND KNEES FOR Y'ALL TO REQUEST 😭🙏

I'm literally so in the mood for writing about silly little characters now, I have so so many more headcanons for Toby and all of the other pastas, but I'm gonna post this because I've delayed doing it for a while because I'm irrationally nervous 😭

[katsukiswiife]

Baby fever

A/N: not proof read, rushed considering im writing this in the middle of a school night 😭

Miguel Ohara x fem reader 🍋, reader and miguel are together, talks of babies, pussy eating, ooc miguel, smut to fluff, lmk if i kissed anything

“nghh-aahh! fuck!” miguel had been so needy lately, it was so unlike him. It started with just simple touches, which turned into kisses which turned into make-out sessions, and now he was on his knees eating you out, What had gotten into him? “f-fuck! mig- ‘m gonna cum!” you say, stuttering as the knot in your stomach tightens. Miguel replied with a soft “hmm”between your legs, not really focusing ok what you were saying, sending vibrations through your pussy leading to your orgasm. “f-fucckkk! Miguel!” you said as the knot finally came, leaving you gasping for air while your whole body relaxed on the table.

All you had done was come into his office to say hi, and he practically jumped on you! You closed your eyes to catch your breath as he got up from his crouched position and went to clean you. When you had finally relaxed your body and mind enough you built up the courage to ask him what that all was about and why.

“miguel?” you asked softly, sitting on the table. “hm?” he replied. “Whats going on with you lately? you’ve been so touchy with me and there has to be a reason behind it..” you said, tilting your head as you waited for a response. “Nothing, its just-“ it seemed like he wasn’t too sure if he should tell you the truth or not. “Miguel, please, be honest with me. I wont get mad” you said in a soft tone “i just-“ he sighed “seeing you playing with Mayday and the other kids have got me thinking..” he was avoiding eye contact with you the whole time while speaking, obviously nervous. “what if, you know..” he said, shifting uncomfortably. “you want kids?” you asked, a bit surprised but not mad. He looked up at you for a second before breaking eye contact again. “..yeah, i guess what im saying is that- uhm i want kids with you” you smiled softly at his nervous expression and replied softly “Miguel, of course i want to start a family with you” he looked at you surprised, as if he wasn’t expecting that response from you. “really?” he said. “Yeah, if you’re ready i’m more than happy to start a family with you, Miguel.” You said as you got off the table and walked over to him, putting your hand on his cheek.  He melted into your touch right away, letting all his walls down. “yeah?” he asked. “yeah, i wanna have a baby with you, miguel.” 

[motherismotheringggg]

slow burn — pt. 3 (the finale)

summary: the third and final part of the camp counselor threesome between the reader, Cooper and Nicholas where the finally decide to cross into the most intimate pique of this relationship - read pts one and two if you haven't

tags/warnings: 18+, oral (m! + f! receiving), raw sex (wrap it up tho fr), swallowing, creampie, vouyerism, praise, being used (not sure i’m phrasing that right), pleasure dom!

authors’s note: i’m almost sad im wrapping this up but im happy to FINALLY give yall part three. again so sorry it took so long, if only i could just sit around all day and write fics, life could be a dream 😭 also this made me realize i have a praise kink so there’s that but anyway please enjoy <3

word count: 6111

tag list: @darlingnikkisixx , @lol-sweetdoll , @kiwisaremediocre

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The knocking at your cabin door quickened, and you could hear muffled laughter from your “friends”. A rush of nervous excitement buzzed through you as you crossed the room and opened the door.

There they were—flowers in hand, looking pleased with themselves.

A surprised laugh escaped you. “Well, this is … a surprise,” you said, stepping aside to let them in.

Nicholas entered first, handing you the flowers and pulling you close. “We had to make sure our girl felt special,” he murmured, his voice low, eyes soft with boyish innocence. He kissed your forehead, a flutter racing through your chest. Cooper followed, setting the takeout down with a grin.

“Nick picked the flowers, I wrote the card,” Cooper said, hugging you tight, grounding you with his warmth.

“You look beautiful,” he added, meeting your gaze with gentle warmth and a sparkle in his eyes.

As Cooper stepped out to grab his charger, Nicholas settled into the armchair, his broad frame filling the seat, and you couldn’t help but notice the way his shorts stretched over his muscular legs, a flush warming your skin.

Breathing in the flowers, you smiled as Nicholas’s boyish grin met yours. He crossed the room, his thumb grazing your cheek while his hand resting on your hip, pulling you closer. “Glad you like them,” he murmured, a rare softness in his voice that only made him more irresistible.

Before you could respond, his lips met yours, slow and deliberate, sending a shiver down your spine. His hands framed your face, grounding you as each kiss deepened, pulling you further into the moment.

Nicholas hovered just above your lips, smirking as he knew he had you wrapped around his fingers. “I’m gonna shower, baby girl. Try not to miss me too much.” His confident, boyish tone drove you wild.

Your cheeks flushed, your body reacting instinctively to the promise in his voice. You smirked and teased him with a small push toward the bathroom. Just then, Cooper returned, unaware of the tension in the room.

“Nicholas, I grabbed your charger, but I can’t find mine,” Cooper said, closing the door behind him. You moved to the vanity to arrange the flowers, tuning out their banter as Nicholas joked about being the "daddy of the group” because he’s always taking care of everyone. He slowly approached Cooper, closing the distance with quiet confidence.

Nicholas’s hand found Cooper’s neck, his fingers slipping beneath his curls in a firm yet gentle hold. His dark gaze lingered on Cooper, and before you could fully process what was happening, their lips met in a kiss that was magnetic—unhurried, deep, and consuming. Cooper responded just as intensely, their bodies fitting naturally together. The room seemed to fade around them, leaving only the two of them locked in this fiery connection.

A thrill shot through you as you watched, captivated by the rawness between them. Nicholas stroked the side of Cooper’s neck, the subtle contact making your pulse quicken. You couldn’t look away, eyes glued to every movement. Nicholas moved between you and Cooper with effortless confidence, his attraction to both of you apparent as he shifted his focus without hesitation, knowing the spell he cast.

Nicholas noticed, his smirk widening. “See something you like, sweetheart?” His voice was low, teasing, eyes gleaming with mischief. Cooper’s gaze stayed fixed on him, softer yet eager for more.

You laughed nervously, trying to mask the warmth flooding through you. “Go shower,” you said, your voice light but with an edge of desire.

Nicholas winked, pleased, and disappeared into the bathroom, leaving you and Cooper in thick silence. A moment later, Cooper’s gentle voice broke it. “Come here,” he murmured, hand reaching out, eyes softening as he looked at you.

You crossed the room, heart racing as Cooper pulled you into a hug, his head resting against your chest. “I can feel your heart racing, you know,” he whispered, voice low and teasing. You brushed his jaw, laughing nervously. “Just… excited. After seeing that, I’m just…excited.”

Cooper chuckled, his cheeks flushing. “Watching you two was… so fucking hot,” you murmured, voice trailing off. The heat of the moment lingered between you, thick with anticipation.

Cooper softened, taking your hand in his, his thumb tracing circles over your knuckles. “I’m excited too,” he said, voice quiet but sincere, “but more than that, I want you to feel safe and cherished. This is about you, every step of the way.” His eyes searched yours. “If you ever need a break, just say the word. Tonight is about making you feel adored, taking it slow, and making sure you’re completely comfortable. We’re here for you, no pressure, no questions.”

He kissed your fingers gently, eyes never leaving yours. “You matter the most to us.”

Cooper’s fingers lingered on your hand, his grip careful yet strong, radiating a deep sense of protection. “You’re safe with us…with me,” he murmured, eyes crinkling in a soft smile. “We’ll go at your pace, whatever that may be.”

He cupped your cheek gently, pulling you in for a kiss that was both grounding and passionate. His touch was steady, savoring every second of connection between you. Without breaking the kiss, he guided you onto his lap, his hands settling on your waist as if memorizing every inch of you.

The kiss deepened slowly, each movement deliberate and filled with intensity. His hands slipped beneath your shirt, grazing your skin, sending sparks through you. You felt absorbed in him, your bodies perfectly attuned, moving together with a rhythm that felt both natural and thrilling.

Meanwhile, Nicholas stepped out of the shower, towel around his waist, taking a moment to steady himself. Tonight was different—it was about crossing a threshold, a weighty but thrilling step. He grabbed his phone, scrolling through, his gaze lingering on the nudes you and Cooper sent him. He couldn’t help but admire the way you looked, how Cooper’s gaze was almost smoldering.

Nicholas felt a rush of heat as he stared at the images on his phone, arousal building in him as memories of the night ahead filled his mind. His hand instinctively moved over his towel, the fantasies intensifying with each thought of the night to come. He imagined the sounds of Cooper’s breath, the warmth of his skin, and the way you would arch your back, trusting him fully as the three of you became tangled together.

His grip tightened, urgency building as he pictured the three of you in sync, vulnerable yet perfectly aligned. Each breath came out ragged, the fantasy driving him closer to the edge until he finally gave in to the intensity, a soft groan escaping his lips as he reached release. He exhaled shakily, satisfied but still buzzing with anticipation as he prepared to join you and Cooper.

Meanwhile, you and Cooper shared soft kisses, your hands tracing over each other’s skin. Smiling, you sat up and teased, “I have a little surprise for both of you!” Cooper raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Oh?” he asked, a playful smirk on his lips as he leaned back, eager to see what you had in mind.

You flashed Cooper a playful smile, pressing a lingering kiss to his lips before slipping away, teasing him with a glint in your eye. As you headed toward the walk-in closet, you glanced back, catching his gaze.

Just as you entered the closet, Nicholas emerged from the bathroom, steam swirling around him, his skin still glistening. He wore only a pair of grey Nike shorts, the fabric clinging to his body, revealing his toned frame. With a playful brow arched, he slid a hand around your waist, pulling you closer, his voice low and teasing. “And where do you think you're going?” he murmured, his breath warm against your skin.

But instead of staying, you stepped back, letting his hand slip away with a mischievous smile. The playful distance between you made him ache with frustration and desire, a flicker of longing in his eyes. You knew the game, and it drove him wild.

As you slipped into the closet, Nicholas and Cooper exchanged a knowing glance, their eyes filled with arousal and intrigue. Nicholas chuckled softly before joining Cooper on the bed. He casually placed his hand on Cooper's thigh, massaging it in slow, intimate circles, sending an undeniable shiver through him. Their tension simmered as they waited for you to return.

When you emerged, the room fell silent. All eyes locked onto you as you stood in black lingerie, its sheer fabric tracing every curve of your body. The lace delicately framed your figure, the plunging neckline highlighting your chest, and the high-cut sides accentuating the soft lines of your hips. You exuded power, sensuality, and confidence—impossible to look away from.

Nicholas’s lips parted slightly, his eyes wide as they roamed over you, completely mesmerized. Cooper visibly swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing as he took in the sight of you. They didn’t just look at you—they worshipped you with their gaze, each movement you made pulling them deeper into your spell.

You stopped at the foot of the bed, standing tall, a playful smirk tugging at your lips as they drank you in. The silence in the room was thick, heavy with lust and unspoken desire, the air crackling with anticipation.

The tension was palpable as you crawled onto the bed, your movements deliberate and graceful, keeping their eyes locked on you. Kneeling in front of them, you exuded confidence, your posture and expression daring them to act but making it clear who was in control tonight.

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Without hesitation, you reached for Cooper’s hand, guiding it to your waist. His touch was immediate, and firm, as his fingers kneaded the soft lace. He didn’t waste any time, rising to his knees, his free hand sliding up to your neck to pull you closer. His lips found the sensitive skin below your ear, brushing lightly at first, teasing you with soft, barely-there kisses.

But soon, the teasing stopped. His kisses turned to open-mouthed presses against your skin, his teeth grazing just enough to make sparks race down your spine. His grip on your waist tightened as he grew bolder, his mouth working against your neck with a ferocity that made you gasp.

“Cooper,” you moaned out breathlessly, the sound of his name only urging him on. His kisses became more demanding, his tongue tracing fiery lines along your throat before sucking hard enough to leave marks that would last for days.

While his lips worked your neck, you turned your attention to Nicholas. His gaze was locked on you, his breathing shallow, pupils dilated with desire. You took his hands in yours, raising one to your mouth. Your eyes never left his as you slowly parted your lips and slid two of his fingers into your mouth, wrapping your tongue around them in a slow, deliberate motion that had him trembling.

“Fuck,” Nicholas muttered under his breath, his body rigid with restraint as he watched you, his hand gripping the sheets in a tight fist.

Cooper’s kisses slowed, becoming softer, more deliberate as he realized what was happening beside him. He pulled back just enough to glance down at the scene, his warm breath fanning over your damp skin as his eyes followed the sight of Nicholas’s fingers slipping between your lips. A low, throaty chuckle rumbled from him, and he pressed another teasing kiss below your jaw before whispering in your ear, “Fuck… we both want you so bad, Y/N.” His voice was thick with desire, each word dripping with need.

Nicholas, whose breath had quickened as he watched you, let out a rough, unsteady laugh. His voice was low and gravelly, a mix of lust and affection that made your heart race. "Tell us what you want, baby," he urged, his fingers flexing slightly against your tongue. The pressure was subtle but deliberate as if he couldn’t help but test the sensation, his control fraying with every passing second.

Your eyes locked with his, holding his smoldering gaze as you drew his fingers deeper, your tongue tracing over them slowly, deliberately. Nicholas’s lips parted involuntarily, his breath hitching as he watched, his chest rising and falling unevenly. A soft hum escaped your throat, vibrating against his fingers, and the sound sent a jolt straight through him. You gave him a teasing smile around his fingers before letting them slide free, your lips leaving a faint sheen on his skin.

You allowed the teasing smile to linger before turning slightly, your focus shifting toward Cooper. He seemed to read the cue, moving with purpose as he brushed his lips against yours in a fleeting, heated kiss before trailing them down your jaw and neck. His hands, warm and confident, slid down your sides, the touch sending a shiver of anticipation through you. With a fluid motion, he settled behind you, his chest pressing softly against your back.

The sensation of his warmth against you sent another shiver down your spine as his lips found the curve of your neck, kissing and gently biting at your skin. Cooper’s hands slid over the straps of your lingerie, tugging them down over your shoulders with a maddening tenderness. His fingers brushed against your skin, and as they found your breasts, he cupped them firmly, his thumbs circling over your sensitive peaks in teasing rhythmic motions.

Your breath hitched as you leaned into Cooper’s touch, but the movement caught Nicholas’s attention. Not wanting to be left out, he closed the distance between you, capturing your lips in a deep, searing kiss. His hands framed your face, his intensity drawing you further into him, while Cooper continued his gentle ministrations behind you. You were perfectly sandwiched between them, every touch and kiss pulling you deeper into the heat of the moment.

The heat between the three of you was overwhelming, leaving you drunk on the electricity coursing through your body. Nicholas’s presence, commanding as always, guided the moment with effortless authority. His hand reached for Cooper’s, guiding it between your legs. His fingers, firm yet deliberate, directed Cooper’s touch, and the effect was immediate. Cooper’s hand began to move, his touch gentle at first, then quickly becoming more confident as he massaged you with a maddening rhythm.

Your body faltered under the intensity of their attention, the force of it threatening to unravel you completely. The only thing keeping you upright was the strength of their bodies surrounding yours. Cooper’s chest pressed solidly against your back, comforting and steady, while Nicholas remained close in front, his smoldering gaze locked onto every flutter of your expression.

Your trembling hands sought stability, finding their way to Nicholas’s chest. You traced over the hard ridges of his muscles, savoring the warmth of his skin beneath your fingertips. A spark of mischief flickered through you as your hands lingered, finding his nipples and teasing them with the faintest brush of your thumbs. His reaction was immediate. A sharp inhale escaped his lips, his brows furrowing as his eyes darkened further with desire.

“Fuck,” he growled, his voice deep and rumbling through your core. “Make me feel good, baby.”

Without hesitation, you leaned forward, capturing his nipple in your mouth. Your tongue flicked over the sensitive bud before your teeth grazed it, biting down just enough to make him groan low in his throat. His head fell back, a visible shiver running through him as he surrendered to the sensation. The tension in his body melted into an intoxicating mix of pleasure and pain, each breath more labored than the last.

Spurred by your boldness, Nicholas leaned into you, one hand cupping the back of your head while the other steadied himself on Cooper’s thigh. The rawness of the moment overwhelmed him, and before you knew it, he turned to Cooper. Their lips met in a fervent kiss, both unexpected and entirely consuming.

Cooper responded instantly, his mouth parting to let Nicholas’s tongue claim his own. There was no battle for dominance—Cooper gave himself over completely, letting Nicholas guide him. The kiss was intense, messy, and utterly magnetic, their breaths mingling as they moved against each other. The weight of their connection pressed into your back, their passion amplifying your own as Cooper’s fingers worked you closer and closer to the edge.

Each movement, each touch, and each shared breath wove the three of you tighter together, creating a tapestry of lust, affection, and surrender. The room was filled with soft groans, whispered names, and the sound of desire echoing in the heavy air. Time seemed to stretch, and you let yourself be consumed, fully immersed in the bliss of the moment.

As the tension between you and the two men deepened, the atmosphere felt electrified, charged with the energy between you. The pleasure coursing through your veins made it difficult to focus on anything other than the magnetic chemistry between the three of you.

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Nicholas, always in control, caught your gaze with a look that spoke volumes. Without a word, he gently guided you back onto the bed, positioning you at the edge. Your legs hung over the side as he silently commanded you to spread them wide. You obeyed, your breath quickening as Cooper moved behind you, his large hands steadying you at your waist. His fingers skimmed your body, pressing soft, lingering kisses along your neck, his lips whispering praises that sent shivers down your spine.

“You look so beautiful” Cooper murmured, his voice deep with admiration as his hands traced the curve of your breast. His thumb circled your nipple lightly, sending waves of sensation across your skin. You craned your neck back, offering him a deep, passionate kiss, allowing the moment to consume you entirely.

Meanwhile, Nicholas positioned himself on his knees between your legs, his eyes locked with yours as his warm breath fanned across your inner thighs. You felt the heat of his gaze before you felt the first soft touch of his lips against your most sensitive skin. The instant contact sent a rush of warmth through you, your back arching as you instinctively leaned into the sensation.

Cooper continued to hold you, his hands roaming over your body, caressing your breasts, and sending little shocks of pleasure through you as he kissed your neck. The combination of his tender touch and Nicholas’s relentless attention was nearly overwhelming, each kiss and caress driving you closer to the edge. Cooper’s voice was low, full of adoration as he whispered sweet, filthy praises into your ear. "You’re perfect" he breathed, his lips brushing against your skin as his hands continued their gentle assault on your chest.

Cooper’s praises flowed like a steady stream, his voice low and filled with lust as he continued to shower you with admiration. "I bet you taste so fucking sweet for him," he murmured, his lips brushing against your ear, his hands never ceasing their movements as they caressed your breasts. You could barely speak between all the sensations, you gave him pleading eyes as you nodded.

He glanced down at Nicholas, who was still buried between your legs, his focus unwavering. "You hear that, Nick?" Cooper said, voice hushed but dripping with desire. "She’s perfect." Nicholas didn’t pull away, his mouth never straying from your womanhood as he hummed in agreement, the vibration sending a fresh wave of pleasure through you. Cooper chuckled softly at the sound, the heat between them only intensifying.

"Every time you moan like that, it makes us want you more," he continued, his voice thick with desire. "Makes us want to give you everything." He kissed your neck deeply, his lips working their way down as he added, "We’re gonna make you feel so fucking good, Y/N.” “I can’t wait to feel those tight walls wrapped around my cock baby." His words were enough to push you even closer to the edge, and you found yourself panting, desperate for more.

Nicholas’s movements grew more confident as he delved deeper into you, his tongue working with expert precision, making you gasp with each soft flick and teasing stroke. Lapping at all of your juices and responding everytime your body reacted. One of your hands gripped the bed sheets while the other found itself tangling in Cooper’s hair, gripping him as the pleasure began to build, a pressure inside you slowly unraveling.

As you teetered on the edge of release, your body swelled with the need to feel both of them—completely and undeniably. Cooper’s touch was a constant, firm presence, his hands gripping you as his lips whispered more praises into your ear. "You’re so fucking perfect, baby," he murmured as his fingers worked their magic, sending waves of pleasure crashing through you. Nicholas never slowed, his tongue still dancing between your legs as his hands held your hips steady, guiding your movements as you writhed under them. Your moans echoed in the room, bouncing off the walls as the pressure built, the sensation too much, yet everything you needed.

Finally, you came undone, a cry leaving your lips as your body trembled, your legs buckling with pleasure. Nicholas kept you grounded, anchoring you to the bed, his mouth never leaving you as he worked you through the peak of your climax. When the tremors slowed, you were breathless, completely spent, yet desperate for more.

As you caught your breath, you let your body melt back into Cooper’s chest, feeling the weight of his presence as your skin hummed with the aftershocks of your release. Nicholas’s lips were there, moving gently up your body as he kissed his way to your mouth, his fingers grazing your skin as his lips parted slightly in a teasing grin. “Are you still with us, gorgeous?” he murmured, his thumb caressing your cheek tenderly, a spark of mischief still in his eyes.

You barely managed to nod, your breath still shaky as you gasped out a soft, breathy “Yes.” Nicholas rewarded you with a quick tap to your cheek before he pulled you into a deep, fervent kiss, one that had you melting further into him. As his lips left yours, Cooper shifted slightly behind you, guiding you up with ease as Nicholas pulled you to your feet, his hands roaming as he helped strip the rest of your lingerie off, leaving you exposed, your body bare and vulnerable to both of them.

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The tension in the room was electric, charged with anticipation as the air thickened around you. Nicholas moved swiftly, guiding you back toward the bed with a gentle but firm hand at your waist. He laid you flat on your back, your body supported by your elbows as you propped yourself up, your chest heaving with excitement. Cooper knelt in front of you, his hands gripping your hips with a possessive, gentle pressure as he positioned himself between your legs.

Nicholas settled behind you, his presence unmistakable as his eyes flickered between you and Cooper, taking in the scene with a fiery intensity. His voice came out low, filled with both command and admiration. “Cooper,” he murmured, his words carrying a weight that sent a shiver through you, “show her how good she makes you feel. She deserves every inch of you.”

Cooper’s hands tightened around your hips, pulling you toward him with a sense of urgency that made your breath catch. He slid into you slowly, the stretch of him causing you to gasp as your body adjusted to his size. The feeling of him filling you was overwhelming, each inch of him sinking deeper, the intensity of his presence making your legs tremble.

His pace was slow at first, savoring the moment, but as the rhythm built, he shifted into a deeper, more deliberate motion, each thrust pushing deeper and deeper into you. It felt as though he was penetrating your very core with every stroke, and the pleasure intensified with each passing second. You could feel his control slipping away as the two of you moved in perfect sync, lost in the overwhelming sensation of being together.

Nicholas, ever the coach, didn’t let up on the encouragement. His hands were gentle as they caressed your face, his voice was full of fire. “That’s it, baby,” he murmured, his gaze fixed on Cooper’s every movement. “Look at how good you’re making her feel. She’s all yours, Coop, but she’s so fucking beautiful like this.” His words were like a spark to the fire building within you, the praise making you feel even more connected to both of them.

As Cooper found his rhythm, his thrusts deepening, Nicholas leaned forward slightly, speaking directly to you. “You look amazing,” he said, his voice gravelly. “You’re taking him so well. I can’t wait to see you both finish, baby.”

The combination of Cooper’s steady thrusts and Nicholas’s relentless praise created a perfect storm of sensation, your body helplessly caught between the two of them. With each movement, you felt yourself falling further under their control, but you never wanted to leave. The rhythm, the desire, the connection—it was all-consuming.

Cooper’s motions got faster as he helped you reach your pique. He grunted and moaned, “Fuck…y/n…you feel so good”, “You’re so fucking tight baby”, “I want you to make me cum”. Just then, he crashed into you, kissing you deeply as he continued to rock his hips into you.

Nicholas ran his hands through Cooper’s dark tresses as he tugged a little and said “Good boy Cooper, make her feel special.” He pulled him up from the kiss with you to give him one of his own. Cooper kept a steady pace in you as he and Nicholas kissed. Nicholas’s hands messaging and pinching at your nipples, drawing you further along.

They moaned into each other’s mouths and the sight of their connection ignited something even deeper within you, amplifying the intensity of everything you were already feeling. Cooper’s steady rhythm kept you grounded while Nicholas’s hands teased and explored, sending sparks of pleasure coursing through you. The way they moved together—perfectly in sync—was mesmerizing as if their focus on each other somehow enhanced the attention they lavished on you.

Nicholas broke the kiss first, his lips still lingering near Cooper’s as he whispered something you couldn’t quite catch, though the teasing smirk on his face sent a shiver down your spine. His attention turned back to you, his eyes burning with intent as his hands moved lower, brushing over your thighs in a way that made you gasp. His fingers found their way to your clit, wherein the instant he touched you, your body pulsed and thrashed, unable to restrain from the waves of pleasure. Nicholas coaxed it out of you with more affirmations, he loved seeing you like this. Completely untethered to restraint. Cooper grinned as he threw his head back in pleasure,

Nicholas’s voice was a soothing, grounding force as he leaned in closer, his breath warm against your ear. “That’s it, sweetheart,” he murmured, his tone rich with adoration. “Look at you—so beautiful, so perfect like this.” His fingers worked with unrelenting precision, drawing every ounce of pleasure from you.

“The way you respond to us, the way your body moves… it’s intoxicating. You’re intoxicating.” His lips grazed your jawline as his hands didn’t falter, coaxing you further into surrender.

Cooper, grinning as his own pleasure built, let out a moan that seemed to spur Nicholas on. “You’re everything, Y/N,” Nicholas said, his tone filled with awe. “The way you let go—God, it’s so perfect. You make us want to give you everything we have.”

Nicholas had you and Cooper exactly where he wanted you—teetering on the edge of bliss, entirely at his mercy. The way both of you responded to his every touch, his every word, was intoxicating, a symphony of vulnerability and surrender that only fueled his desire. He watched as your bodies moved in perfect harmony with his guidance, your faces painted with pleasure that sent a thrill straight through him.

The sight of you both like this—so open, so undone—drove him wild. It was power, yes, but it was also something deeper. Seeing the trust in your eyes, the way you melted into his touch and responded to his commands, stirred something primal within him. The connection he shared with both of you at this moment was unlike anything he’d ever known, and it only made him crave more. His hands, his lips, his voice—all of it worked together to pull you both closer to the brink until the tension in the air was almost unbearable.

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You and Cooper moaned into each other’s mouths as you climaxed, your bodies trembling together, chests rising and falling in perfect sync. Foreheads pressed against each other, and you both took a moment to catch your breath. The intimacy of the moment lingered as you looked into his eyes, a bold glint in yours as you murmured, “I want to taste myself on you.”

Cooper’s eagerness was evident, his lips curving into a grin as he shifted to sit upright on the bed. His anticipation was palpable, and it sent a thrill through you as you moved with purpose. Rising to your knees, you turned to Nicholas, who had been watching with a heated gaze from his spot behind you. Meeting his lips in a deep, lingering kiss, you pulled away just enough to whisper, “I want to feel you inside me, baby.”

Nicholas’s hands found your hips as you shifted into position. Kneeling before Cooper, you arched your back, giving Nicholas the angle he needed to adjust behind you. Before he could move, you focused on Cooper, leaning in to kiss him once more. Your lips trailed down his neck and along his chest, the warm press of your mouth leaving a path of teasing bites and kisses until you reached his thighs. You paused there, catching his gaze with a knowing look before pressing a kiss just above his knee, savoring the way he shivered in anticipation.

You took him in your mouth and his breath hitched with a relief, automatically feeling relaxed as you handled him. Swirligny your tongue around his tip, tasting the sweet saltiness of his precum. Using your teeth in the slightest way to make him moan out loud.

Nicholas lingered for a moment, watching with an intense, almost hungry gaze before slipping a finger inside you, his touch deliberate and teasing. The sensation pulled a moan from your lips, muffled against Cooper’s member. The vibration of your voice sent a shiver through Cooper, his head falling back as he groaned in response.

Nicholas leaned in closer, his voice low and velvety, tinged with satisfaction as he asked, “You like that, Coop? You like how she moans for you?” His question was edged with a playful taunt, though his eyes burned with genuine desire.

“Fuck yes,” Cooper responded, his voice thick and breathy, his fingers threading through your hair to guide you gently. “She’s so fucking hot.”

Nicholas’s smile grew, hunger flickering in his expression as he added another finger, his movements slow but precise, coaxing more sounds from you. “Take him all the way in, gorgeous,” he instructed, his tone both commanding and encouraging, his free hand resting possessively on your hip.

You pushed yourself further, letting Cooper fill you as his hips stuttered in response. His moans spilled out, raw and uncontrollable, his fingers tightening in your hair as you worked him with eager determination. The sensation of his pleasure only fueled your own desire, especially as Nicholas pressed against you from behind.

With deliberate slowness, Nicholas guided himself inside you, his grip firm on your hips as he filled you inch by inch. The stretch sent a wave of pleasure rippling through you, your body instinctively arching back into him. The contrast of being so completely filled in both ways was overwhelming, every nerve in your body alight with sensation.

Nicholas groaned deeply as he buried himself fully, his hands sliding up your back to steady you. "You take us so perfectly," he murmured, his voice low and full of praise. "You were made for this."

Cooper looked down at you, his chest heaving as he brushed his thumb over your cheek. “You’re incredible,” he breathed, his voice shaky with emotion and lust. “You feel... God, you feel so fucking good.”

Nicholas began to move, his rhythm slow and deliberate at first, his hips meeting yours with steady force. Each thrust sent shocks of pleasure through you, making it harder to concentrate as you worked Cooper. The symphony of your collective moans filled the room, the more Nicholas bucked into you, the more you moaned causing Cooper to lose control. You all worked so well together.

Cooper was so close to finishing, Nicholas could see it in his face, “Look at me Cooper, look me in the eyes when you cum baby boy”,

Cooper's gaze snapped to Nicholas, his breath hitching as he fought to keep control. His grip on your hair tightened slightly, the tension in his body, building with every second. Nicholas smirked, his pace behind you steady yet commanding, a deliberate rhythm that had your moans vibrating against Cooper, driving him closer to the brink.

“Come on, Cooper,” Nicholas coaxed, his voice low and intoxicating. “Give it to her. Let her feel how good she makes you.”

The encouragement sent a shudder through Cooper, his head tilting back as his climax surged forward. His hips jerked involuntarily, and with a guttural groan, he spilled into you, his release hot and intense. His trembling hands framed your face as his eyes fluttered closed, his expression a mixture of bliss and surrender.

You swallowed him down, savoring every moment as Nicholas kept a steady hold on your hips, his own movements never faltering. “That’s it, gorgeous,” Nicholas praised, his voice dripping with satisfaction. “You did so well for him.”

Cooper leaned back slightly, catching his breath, his eyes still hazy with pleasure. “You’re amazing,” he murmured, his thumb brushing tenderly over your cheek as he smiled down at you.

Nicholas shifted behind you, his hands sliding up your back and pulling you into an arch as he growled low in your ear. “Your turn now,” he said, his tone filled with promise as he claimed your attention completely.

Nicholas’s grip on your hips tightened, pulling you flush against him as he buried himself deeply inside you. His thrusts were purposeful and unrelenting, each movement designed to draw out every ounce of pleasure from you. You cried out his name, your body trembling under the intensity of his control. Nicholas’s lips found the curve of your neck, his kisses trailing fire along your skin as he murmured praises between every thrust.

“Just like that, gorgeous. Let me hear you,” he commanded, his voice low and dripping with desire. “You’re so perfect…so good for me.” He said leaning down to kiss along your spine.

Cooper, still recovering from his own climax, sat back and watched the scene unfold with awe in his eyes. He couldn’t take his gaze off the way Nicholas moved with you, his dominance unwavering but still laced with tenderness. “She’s amazing, isn’t she?” Cooper said, almost breathless.

Nicholas spared him a glance, a smirk playing on his lips as he continued his rhythm. “She’s everything,” he replied, his voice thick with admiration.

Your nails dug into the sheets, your moans spilling freely as Nicholas drove you closer and closer to your edge. He shifted slightly, angling himself to hit your cervix, sending a shockwave of pleasure through your entire body. Your cries grew louder, your body writhing as you felt your release building impossibly high.

“Don’t hold back baby,” Nicholas growled in your ear, his pace quickening. “I want to feel you let go.”

With a final, deep thrust, your climax hit, a wave of ecstasy that left you shaking in his arms. Nicholas held you close as he followed, his release erupting with a guttural moan as he buried his face against your shoulder. The room was filled with the sound of heavy breathing and soft whispers as you both came down, Nicholas keeping you securely wrapped in his embrace.

Cooper reached out, brushing a strand of hair from your face, his touch gentle and adoring. “You’re fucking amazing,” he said again, his voice filled with genuine affection.

The three of you lay together, tangled in each other’s arms, your bodies still humming with the aftershocks of pleasure. The moment was perfect, a blend of passion and connection that left all of you basking in its glow.

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I just loveeee duke lord he’s so fine 😭 Could you do one of him breaking his celibacy for you bc yall are dating and he’s in loveeee

yes of course *duke voice*

you couldnt help but smile as you watched duke and davo argue as he tried to get him to leave.

“nigga you get a lady and act like a nigga like me aint ya day one boy ill tell ya.” davo said standing hands on his hips.

“nigga shut yo punk ass up.” duke said opening the door.

“oh so you kicking me out, nigga you aint worth a damn” the darker man said shaking his head as he walked out of the door.

“you know you aint have to do him like that now.” you said a small smile on your face as the handsome chocolate man walked towards you.

“yes like hell i did.” he laughs standing mere inches in front of you reaching a large hand out grabbing your cheeks and pulling you in for a kiss.

“i guess.” you mumble between kisses.

“ i need to shower though love bug.” you say as he finally pulls aways.

“you mean we need to shower.” he corrects as you hop down from the stool and walk towards the bedroom.

“oh you gone get in with me mr dennis?” you tease going through the bedroom.

“yes lawd.” he says hot on your heels.

you giggle as he closes the bathroom door behind him hurriedly pulling off his shirt.

“you better not pee on me.” you say turning on the shower, voice serious before bursting out into laughter.

“man what the fuck dont be weird. im a grown ass man fuck i look like pissing in the shower.” he says.

“oh shut up.” you say taking your top and bra off all at once.

a smile finds your lips as you see duke standing there staring.

“you like what you see?” you say walking up to him pressing your naked body against his. instinctively his lips goes between his lips as he nods wrapping his arms around you.

“im knowing.” you giggle pulling away and stepping into the shower letting the warm water cascade down you body and just when you thought the feeling couldn’t get any better you feel dukes large body press up against yours.

“let me wash you baby, you can relax.” he says grabbing the body wash. you are happy to take him up on his offer and you stand there as he lathers the soap between his hands and then onto your body.

he starts with your back, massaging your shoulders then going to your waist.

you moan at the feeling letting your muscles relax and leaning back into his body.

“thats it love let, me take take care of you.” his murmurs softly in your ear.

you close your eyes as his hands wrap around your waist and begins to lather up your stomach. its intimacy like this that kept your hormones at bay.

you went into this relationship knowing that duke was celibate and that wasnt a problem with you seeing as you didnt have a particularly high drive anyways. well then you didnt but now was totally different, all it took from him was a look a slight grab even some words he spoke sent shockwaves straight to your core.

his hands grazing your nipples bought you back to reality.

“fuck” you mumbles as he began to massage your breast.

the motion wasnt new to you as he always did it but something about it was different, it felt more sensual than usual, and then you noticed the feeling on your lower back.

your eyes shot open and you tried your best not to tense up but its like he sense it as his hands stopped the motion.

“im sorry baby, got a mind of his own.” he says a light chuckle.

“oh no, dont be sorry love its ok.” you soothe “glad to know im not the only one feeling needy.” you say the last part slipping out of your mouth before you realized it.

he’s quiet for a moment “baby i always feel it but now i need it.”

his words catch you by surprise, “ you need it?” you say turning around to finally face him, hoping for clarification.

“i love you and im ready to give you all of me.” he says a certain tone of seriousness in his voice.

“all of you?” you repeat.

“all of me.”

his words set you on fire and you slammed your lips into his. you moan into his mouth as he wraps around you and pushed your back against the cold tile of the shower, his hips rutting against you.

a moan escaped your lips as his fingers went down and began to rub between your folds, your wetness turning them slick in seconds.

“ you wet as fuck for me baby, you been wanting this huh.” he quizzes lips momentarily pulling away from yours.

“yes, fuck ive wanted this for so long.” you mewl your hand now the one in motion. you wrapped your hand around his length, the sheer girth sending what felt like electricity to your core. he began to rock his hips into you letting a slew of deep groans slip past his and your lips.

“fuck.” he says speed increasing and his kisses becoming progressively more sloppy. you begin to move your hands with his strokes. you can feel him twitch before he abruptly stops.

you yelped as he wordlessly turned you around and now your breast are what is rubbing against the cool wall.

you feel his leaking tip rub between your ass before you feel him squat a little and then he is sliding into your aching entrance.

“ah.” you moan as he stretches and fills you to the brim.

“fuckkk.” he groans halting inside of you. “this pussy too tight baby.”

youre too drunk on lust to respond you just let out a mewl as he begins to slowly thrust into you. you can feel every vein on his dick as he almost entirely pulls out of you and then slowly pushes back in.

duke bites his lips as he plunges back into the wetness of your pussy. he wanted to go slow and savor every second and inch of this but he knew he wouldnt last a minute if he kept that pace up, so he started to slam into you wrapping his hand around your chin and pulling it back causing you to arch deeper.

you cry out in ecstasy at the feeling, all the months of yearning and craving him- this was making you feel more connected than ever with him.

your own hands goes down and rubs your swollen clit and within seconds your gushing all over his length.

“fu-“ he moans pulling out of you and you feel his warm seed splash on you back.

your at a high you never felt before and all you can do is smile before his baritone voice interrupts you, “and no that wasnt no piss.”

you cant help but burst out laughing and hope that this was the idiot you got to spend the rest of your life with.