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quietblueriver · 1 year ago

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Part III of the BTVS au because why not. Jumping around in time; this is before the first and second parts. Rest of the ficlets can be found here.

Some Mary + Beatrice + Camila friendship time.

Mary slides onto the bench across from her at lunch and stares, unrelenting and silent. She steals one fry and then another from Beatrice’s lunch tray, dipping them into honey mustard she had brought herself (clearly prepared to be a thief) without even looking down. As the silence continues, she keeps this up, alternating her sauce with Beatrice’s ketchup, entirely unapologetic.

Beatrice ignores her, focuses on her plain chicken sandwich, which is as bland as always but better than any of the other culinary adventures available to her in the lunch line that day. She had learned quickly that flavorless is always the safest option.

They could do this all period. They sometimes eat lunch silently together anyway, both of them grateful for the brief respite from social expectation. Today, though, the silence is more predatory than companionable, and Beatrice refuses to be the prey.

It’s Camila who breaks their standoff, sliding in next to Mary and saying, around one of Beatrice’s fries (a pair of thieves), “So?”

There’s a moment where she considers playing dumb, but maybe the direct approach will end the conversation sooner.

“Her name is Ava Silva. Superion confirmed that she is also a violinist.”

“I thought there was only supposed to be one.”

Mary’s done with silence, it seems, leaning forward so that her forearms brace on the picnic table. She grimaces as a stray drop of ketchup smudges her skin, wiping it away and then checking the sleeves of her hoodie, rolled up to her elbows, for damage.

“Maybe you wouldn’t spill ketchup if you didn’t have to travel so far with your fries.”

Mary, defiant, steals another fry and the small cup of ketchup, moving it to her own tray.

“You’re right. I’ll bring my own next time. Now, answer my question.”

“It wasn’t a question.”

Camila sighs, giving both of them chastising looks.

“Isn’t there only supposed to be one violinist?”

“Yes.”

“And it’s you.”

“Yes.”

Two sets of expectant eyes. She takes a bite of her sandwich to buy herself some time. It remains almost impressively unseasoned.

It also gives Camila an opportunity to reach a conclusion Beatrice was attempting to avoid.

“Unless you die.”

All violinist pretext is now gone, Camila’s tone dull in a way it never is. She looks simultaneously like she might cry and also kill Beatrice (again). Mary’s arms flex on the table as she leans even further forward, eyes searching and mouth pulled tight.

“Something you need to tell us, Beatrice?”

Beatrice wipes the corner of her mouth, takes a sip of her water, and says, as though she’s updating them on her weekend, “There was an incident a few months ago, just after I started. I’m fine now.”

“An incident?”

“You died?”

They know better than to yell—Beatrice sees both of their eyes do an instinctive population check of the courtyard—but having them hiss at her is almost worse. She flinches, rubs without thinking at the scar on her neck, and Mary catches it, instincts excellent as always.

“You said it caught you off guard. You said it was nothing to worry over.” She’s using her worst British accent now, which means Beatrice is well and truly in trouble. “You failed to mention that it,” she waves her hand at Beatrice’s neck, half-standing in her distress, “killed you.”

“It didn’t.”

It’s out of her mouth before she can stop it, Mary’s growing concern and Camila’s silent tears enough of a distraction that her normally excellent filter malfunctions.

“Oh?” Camila is wiping her eyes with a used cafeteria napkin, rough brown paper pressed to delicate skin, Mary’s dab of ketchup now smearing on her ring finger. Beatrice hands her a clean napkin and she takes it, wobbles a smile and then catches herself, frowns again, and deeply, at Beatrice. “So you didn’t die?”

“No, I…” Beatrice bites at her thumbnail, immediately hears her mother’s chastising voice. “I did, but it wasn’t…” She rubs at her neck again, sighs. She feels like a coward as she stares down at the pitiful half-leaf of lettuce that has escaped her sandwich bun, tells it quietly, “I drowned.”

Silence. Silence, and it’s somehow worse than a dressing down from Mary or a disappointed speech about “friends supporting friends” from Camila. When she raises her eyes again, Camila is crying, harder now, and Mary looks as though she might give Beatrice back her fries, clammy and fully seated again, slumped forward and blinking.

She isn’t sure what to do. She loves them. They’re the first real friends she has ever had, and she’s not very good at any of this. She wants them to feel better, but she doesn’t want to lie, and there is not much to be done about the reality of it: she died. She drowned, and while she made a conscious decision, with Superion’s agreement, to keep that from them, Ava Silva had wrecked her plans.

It’s at least the third time Ava has done this in the two and a half days Beatrice has known her, and she’s more than certain it won’t be the last.

“I’m sorry that I didn’t tell you. Superion revived me, and I learned my lesson.”

This does not appear to have the effect Beatrice had hoped, as Mary scoffs and Camila sniffles harder.

“It won’t…”

She wants to tell them that it won’t happen again. She is fairly sure she’d be lying. She has, after a few months of reading slayer and watcher journals, an understanding of the average lifespan of a slayer, even a very careful one.

“I’m sorry.”

Suddenly, mortifyingly, Beatrice is crying. They’re quiet tears, but tears nonetheless, and she fumbles for another napkin, turning her head and wiping them. She takes a few deep breaths, centering herself, and when she turns back, Camila and Mary are looking at each other, having some kind of conversation that she can’t yet understand, may never understand.

Two heads swivel nearly in unison toward her. Camila’s eyes are red but she’s no longer crying, the wadded up napkin now being torn apart in her hands.

Mary says, solemn, “You have to tell us things, Beatrice. That’s part of the being friends deal. Even hard things.”

Beatrice exhales, shakily, and feels embarrassed, knows the hot flush of her cheeks must be giving her away. It softens Mary, though, and she leans forward with Camila, each landing on a forearm, warm through the fabric of Beatrice’s sweater.

“We love you.” This from Camila, smiling, and Mary picks up, easily, “Even when you’re being an idiot.” Beatrice snorts but says, forcing herself to look at them, “Thank you. I’m not very good at this, at being…at friendship, but I’m…I’m trying.”

“You’re good at it!” Camila protests, and Mary nods, affirms, as she steals another fry, “This shit’s hard. You’ll probably have to yell at me for being all weird and withholding at some point, too.”

She takes her ketchup back, what’s left of it, and Mary grins.

“So. Tell us about Ava Silva.”

#warrior nun #sister beatrice #sister camila #shotgun mary #btvs au #warrior nun fic #avatrice

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littlehen · 3 months ago

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Recipe: Italian Wedding Soup (with Pastina)

I actually got round to making this [X] which I reblogged ages ago! This was so delicious that everyone had seconds.

Make the meatballs: put 250g turkey mince in a mixing bowl. Add half a cup of unseasoned breadcrumbs (60g = 1 slice of bread). Add 1 egg, S+P, 1 tsp garlic powder and 1 tsp dried herbs e.g. parsley. Mix it all up with your hands.

Roll the meat into little meatballs the size of cherry tomatoes. Place them on a foiled baking tray. Bake in the oven at Gas 5 for about 25 mins. Take them out and carefully nudge them with a spoon to give them a little roll around the tray before their final 5 mins.

Make the soup while the meatballs are cooking. Prepare 3 carrots sliced, 2 celery stalks diced, 1 medium onion diced, 3-4 garlic cloves minced, handful fresh spinach chopped slightly (optional)

Put 1 or 2 tbsp olive oil in a deep pan over medium heat. Add all the veg except the garlic and spinach. Cook 6-7 mins. Add garlic, cook 2 mins.

Add S+P, 1 tbsp Italian herbs, 2 bay leaves (and I added a sprig of fresh thyme from the garden) and 1.8L chicken stock. Add 1 cup/100g pastina (little pasta shapes e.g. stars, margheritine or broken up spaghetti). Bring the broth to a boil, then simmer 5 mins.

Add the meatballs and continue to simmer 5 mins. Add the spinach for 2 mins.

Serve and top with a handful of finely grated parmesan. (I bought bread too, but it has all that pasta so we didn't need it.)

Picture’s not very pretty but I was in a hurry to eat. The meatballs look raw with this filter, but I promise they weren’t! Turkey mince comes in packs of 500g so I actually used that much and 1 cup of breadcrumbs (all other amounts the same), I put half the meatballs in the soup and the other half I'll use in packed lunches during the week. You could just buy a tray of meatballs for convenience (cut 12 in half to make 24 little ones) but it’s much better value for money to make them.

#food #recipes #dinner ideas

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adk-almanack-mirror · 9 months ago

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#ADK #Adirondacks #Adirondack Almanack #Adirondack Park

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teaburnuk · 1 year ago

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ghostyknight · 1 year ago

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Uncle Rey's Lumpia Recipe These lumpia, which are not your typical egg rolls and are loaded with pulled chicken and tons of vegetables, make the ideal appetizer. 2 packages lumpia wrappers, 1 egg beaten, vegetable oil for frying, 2 stalks celery cut into 1-inch pieces, 2 carrots peeled and cut into 1-inch pieces, 3 cloves garlic minced, 1 whole chicken, 1 medium yellow onion cut into 1-inch pieces, 1 pound bean sprouts, 3/4 cup soy sauce, Salt and pepper, 2 packages frozen French-cut green beans, 1/2 cup unseasoned rice vinegar

#lumpia #paper #appetizer #egg roll #rey

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rubys-kitchen · 2 years ago

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Drenched Sesame Noodles with Turkey and veggies

Chef’s Note: Smells nice. I like the flavors that are combined. Chili oil does add heat, so be wary

Makes: ~ 2 quart

Original recipe: link

Ingredients

Sauce

1 (3”) piece ginger, peeled, finely grated

2 garlic cloves, finely grated

1/2 cup tahini

1/4 cup low-sodium soy sauce or tamari

1/4 cup mirin (Japanese rice wine)

1/4 cup unseasoned rice vinegar

3 tbsp toasted sesame oil

(opt.) 1 tbsp chili oil

Main Portion

8 oz rice noodles, linguine sized

1 lb ground turkey (sub ground pork/ground chicken)

1/2 tsp + 1/2 tsp salt

1 cup shredded carrot

4 oz snow peas (substitute sugar snap peas)

1 bunch (5 to 7) green onion, cut into 1” pieces

1/2 cup water

(opt.) Toasted sesame seeds, for serving

(opt.) sliced seaweed snacks, for serving

Instructions

0. Clean your snow peas

Make a tear on the top of one end and peel the string fiber away (on the side with the pea pods). Optionally repeat tearing the other end along the same side.

0. Prepare your carrot, if not pre-shredded. Slice your green onion

0. Grate/mince your garlic cloves and your ginger piece.

1. Start cooking your rice noodles according to package directions, for pasta style. Drain into a large bowl when done.

For my noodles, this was the process: add noodles to salted water and stir to separate. Boil until tender yet still firm (al dente), 4 to 6 minutes. Immediately drain cooked noodles. Quickly rinse in cold water and drain again.

continue on while water is getting to a boil/noodles are cooking

2. Whisk ginger, garlic, tahini, soy sauce, mirin, rice vinegar, sesame oil, and chili oil in a small bowl until smooth. Set sauce aside.

3. Heat a large skillet over medium heat. Add ground turkey and break up into pieces with your cooking utensil (spoon or spatula). Season with 1/2 tsp salt. Cook until browned and cooked through

4. Add carrots, peas, and sliced green onion. Season with 1/2 tsp. salt. Cook, stirring constantly, until combined and warmed through, a few minutes.

5. Pour the sauce and 1/2 cup water into the same skillet. Reduce heat to medium-low. Cook, stirring constantly, just until the sauce starts to bubble and is smooth, about 1 minute.

6. Pour contents of the skillet over noodles in the bowl and toss to coat. If necessary, add more hot water to loosen sauce.

7. Take your individual portion. If desired, top with sesame seeds or seaweed.

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crossroadsnumber1doctor · 6 months ago

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He simply gave a thumbs up to the rocketeer, finishing up the ribs and licking some of the aftermath off his fingers before grabbing the cup 'o coffee and taking a swig to wash the savory taste down

bitter black coffee with your ribs.. yum..! I think your tastebuds are fucked, Medkit. Then again you are the guy that eats unseasoned chicken willingly.

" Still, a bit unfortunate that Sword isn't here. "

" Hey, Rocket. Have a moment? "

Medkit / " Rotkit " [ @crossroadsnumber1doctor ]

"I always have a moment for you, Medkit! What's up?" -> The rocketeer smiles, waving his friend over.

#decay!event #medkitten m!a #medkit phighting #rocket phighting #phighting!#phighting rp #phighting ask blog #rp blog #ask blog #parody blog

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doggomedic · 2 years ago

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Very easy meal prep (for people who don't like meal prep).

Recipe 1 (top left image) : shishito steak stir fry

Ingredients:

- 1 yellow onion

- vegetable oil of choice

- 15-20 shishito peppers

- 5 mushrooms

- 2 cups sliced rare steak

- "everything but elote" powder

- crushed red pepper flakes

- chile powder

- MSG

- Rice

Cut the onion in half and slice into thin strips. Halve the shishito peppers and remove the seeds. Slice the mushrooms. Sautée the onions and mushrooms in oil until the onions start to carmelize and add the shishito peppers. Season the mixture to taste with elote powder, a pinch of MSG, chile powder, and crushed red pepper. Add the sliced steak and sautée until the steak is medium well. Serve over cooked rice. Make 3 servings.

For the next recipes you can a rotisserie chicken. Shred the rotisserie chicken and store it in the fridge.

Recipe 2 (top right image): chicken and mushrooms in Tikka sauce

- 2 cups rotisserie chicken

- 1/2 cup premade Tikka simmer sauce

- 5 mushrooms

- 2 tomatoes

- Vegetable oil of choice

- 1 cup rice

Dice the tomatoes. Sautée the mushrooms and chicken until the mushrooms are soft and the chicken is hot. Pour the sauce over the mushrooms and chicken and add the diced tomatoes. Simmer for 7-10 minutes. Makes 3 servings.

Recipe 3: chicken broccoli lentil bowls

- 1 cup lentils

- 1.5 heads broccoli

- Oil of your choice

- 2 cups rotisserie chicken

- salt

Cook the lentils on the stove or in a rice maker (2.5 cups salted water per one cup lentils for 40 mins for a rice maker). Chop the heads of broccoli into florets , toss in oil and seasonings to taste. Bake the broccoli at 425 for 20-30 minutes (check while it cooks for your preferred doneness) . Once the lentils are done, divide into bowls and top with chicken and broccoli. The bowls are unseasoned so you can season and top with whatever you like. I like curry powder and olive oil or elote seasoning and avocado.

#recipes #meal prep #easy meals #healthy #cheap recipes #frugal #chicken #grilled steak #steak

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ofwraithsandwords · 2 years ago

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Ask game

2. Has your writing changed over time?

9. Have you ever made yourself laugh with something you’ve written?

23. Have you ever stopped yourself from writing something? Why?

27. Are there certain types of writing you won’t do? (style, pov, genre, tropes, etc)

Thank you for the ask!

Has your writing changed over time?

I sure as hell hope so. If my writing hasn't changed, that probably means that I haven't been learning new things or reading enough (which I haven't been). And I don't necessarily mean big changes; as things stand right now, I think most changes in my writing have been small. Usually when I read new material, my writing changes a little bit or my vocabulary expands. But my energy has been rather low and it's been some time since I read a lot. I did just finish Dracula a few months back (the book, though I did subscribe to Dracula Daily), but I've been meaning to finish another and I just haven't. I'm thinking that cutting down on screen time will probably help to keep me focused.

Have you ever made yourself laugh with something you’ve written?

Yeah, though most of the time the things I laugh about are pretty stupid, lol. For instance, in my last chapter, "Break A Few", I had Odette talk about King Charles where she said, "His goose has been cooked for a while now. Hell, he was beginning to look a bit crusty ‘round the edges when his mum died." And the queen died like...a week ago or something when I wrote that LOL. The story takes place in 2030 and I'm predicting that Charles will probably still be alive by that time. But who knows honestly. I heard that a head of lettuce ended up lasting longer than UK's last prime minister. Anything is possible.

Have you ever stopped yourself from writing something? Why?

Hmm... It's less that I stop myself from writing something and more I just lack the motivation or simply forget, lol. Although sometimes I feel compelled to write things out of spite. Despite what people may think, spite is a great motivator if I'm being honest. Just look at Mary Shelley.

Are there certain types of writing you won’t do? (style, pov, genre, tropes, etc)

When it comes to Hellsing in particular, I feel like there are a lot of OCs and read inserts that aren't dynamic or just don't fit the story? I mean, it's Hellsing. I feel like a regular-degular exchange student or tourist caught in Hellsing affairs is...Hallmark-y? And I hate Hallmark. I'm sorry, but I do. Like, where's the blood? Where's the trauma, the yearning for a companion but not willing to admit loneliness? Where's the eldritch possession? It's like if I went to a friend's house and they served me unseasoned chicken breast. Guy Fieri's Flavortown is no where to been seen.

Anyways, I don't think I can to reader inserts. I know of writers who can and absolutely knock it out of the park. It's a skill I do not have the patience to possess.

Oh, and this is probably evident, but I can't stand to read smut or romance that has to do with Alucard from a submissive female character's POV anymore. Can't do it. If the character is a switch or is usually dominate and decides to be submissive a times, that's one thing. But there's so many fanfics out there with Alucard x submissive generic female characters/readers and it's just not my cup of tea. Honestly, I don't even think Alucard is someone who's just gonna bed anybody at this point in the show, let alone asking his "princess" to call him "daddy".

No shade, though.

#hellsing #alucard #ocs #dracula #writing #ask #mariah carey #also good tidings to mariah her season is on the way #she's breaking out of her glacial cocoon as we speak

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mummybear · 4 years ago

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Daddy’s Dirty Little Secret

Words: 4,002

Warnings: Daddy Kink, Swearing, Cheating, Smut, Oral Sex (Female Receiving), Lots Of Dirty Talk, Secret Sex, Slight Choking, Possessive Jensen, Size Kink. (Think that’s it!)

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Nanny(Babysitter)Reader

Summary: One night it’s extremely and unseasonably cold and you’re trying to fight it off, when you get a surprise visitor.

A/N: So I know it’s been a while since my last post guys, sorry! Hope this one is worth the wait though! It went from a drabble to a one shot, and almost to a mini series but I stopped myself haha :P Enjoy!

Today had also been an unusually difficult day, with two of the three kids being ill, even then though they were still completely adorable. You love your job, being a live in nanny is like nothing else, there was just something so rewarding about it. It of course helps that the children that you look after are so good, at least most of the time. Spending all day with them and most of the evening for well over three years now, you had grown extremely close to them, in fact you’d grown close to the entire family.

Even if you did have some kind of an intense crush on their father, you’d managed to keep it hidden surprisingly well considering. That man was just goddamn ridiculous in your own defence, he was damn near perfect, and you wanted more than anything to find something wrong with him that you could focus on, but nope, not a thing, not one thing in three freaking years.

You pull your duvet up higher around your shoulders, yet again distracted by the cold. It was unseasonably cold for this time of year, and it didn’t seem to matter how hard you tried, you were still freezing cold. Your oversized t-shirt barely reaches your mid thighs, and you really wish that the rest of your pyjamas weren’t still in the wash. You want to get out of bed and wrap your fluffy robe around yourself beneath the duvet, but you can’t bring yourself to get out of bed to get it.

You’re so tired that you eventually feel yourself starting to drift off, but before you manage it completely you hear your door clicking closed and being locked as someone stumbles inside. You rationalise that it must be one of the kids out of bed, you feel the covers lift and you shiver at the cold breeze which sneaks beneath the duvet with the body. But before you can turn and tell the little one you’ll take them back to bed, you stiffen in surprise. Feeling a strong pair of warm arms wrap around your waist before you're pulled back into a solid warm chest.

There’s only one person it could possibly be, but that doesn't make any sense, he’d never done anything like this before, maybe he’d gotten into the wrong bed by accident? He had been out drinking.

You have to sink your teeth into your bottom lip when his warm calloused hands slip beneath your long t-shirt, one hand moves under your body, pulling you back impossibly closer, before the same hand curls around your hip. His free hand continues up your body, moving slowly over the dip in your waist and over your ribs.

You’re breathing hard, your heart thudding in your chest. You know you need to say something, but he feels so damn good, and the arousal is already pooling in your panties.

“Mmm, fuck you feel so good, baby girl. So soft,” he groans under his breath as he nuzzles against your neck, breath warm against your skin. You can smell the alcohol now, which confirms your suspicions.

“J-Jensen? I...uh, oh, fuck…” you whimper, feeling his big warm hand cup and squeeze your breast.

“I think you might be in the wrong bed.”

Jensen chuckles against your skin as he drags his teeth over your earlobe.

“But you’re so cold, don’t you want daddy to warm you up?” he purrs, pressing kisses against your neck and along your shoulders.

Your head is spinning, and you would swear you were dreaming if his skin wasn’t so warm against yours. God you know it’s wrong, and it’s fucked up, but you don’t want him to go.

“B-But, Jensen, you’re drunk… what about if you wake up in the morning and regret being in here with me?”

“Aww, isn’t that sweet. You worried about takin’ advantage of me, princess?” he asks, and you can hear the humour lacing his tone as he moves his hand slightly, and gently pinches your nipple between his thumb and forefinger. You arch into his touch and press your ass back into the impressive bulge in his pants.

Jensen’s fingers flex around your hip and tighten slightly, drawing you back against him tighter.

“I think that all depends on just how drunk you are,” you breathe out shakily, as his stubble grazes your neck and he chuckles quietly.

“Don’t you worry, baby girl. I know exactly what I’m doing, I was just too chicken shit to do it before. The drink was already arranged, so I had to go, but I couldn’t stop thinking about last night, those pretty little noises I heard you makin’,” he groans deeply, dragging his teeth over the patch of skin just below your ear, and it makes your belly flip in anticipation, but at the same time you’re worried about just how much he’d heard.

You swallow thickly, before pulling out of his hold and turning over to face him with wide eyes.

“Exactly how much did you hear?” you ask nervously, but coming face to him is harder than you’d first realised. God he looks so good, and you find yourself getting distracted, even by the little that you can see that isn’t hidden.

His hair is a complete sexy mess on top of his head, his eyes are a much darker green than you’ve ever seen them, and his lips look just a little more swollen and plump, just begging you to bite them. He’s shirtless, that much you could tell as soon as he’d climbed into your bed, but his boxers are still on. You are extremely aware of the fact that you're staring, and becoming more distracted by the second, when Jensen’s deep chuckle pulls you out of your thoughts.

Jensen bites his lip, clearly trying and failing to bite back a smirk.

“Like what you see I take it?” he chuckles, looking like a deadly combination between sexy and cocky, and then you feel his hand smoothing up your leg slowly, his thumb pressing in harder against your inner thigh as he moves, and your breath hitches in your throat.

“S-Shut up… A-And answer the question,” you stutter, regretting what you had said instantly and sounding way more nervous that you’d planned to. His eyes narrow, as he looks at you and you swallow thickly, rolling onto your back to try and create a little distance between the two of you, but he only gets closer and you notice the tick in his jaw.

“You wanna repeat that?” he all but growls, and you quickly shake your head.

“N-No, Daddy. I’m sorry,” you whisper as innocently as you can manage. Trying to go along with what he had said earlier, and going by the deep groan that it pulls from his lips, you’d judged the situation correctly.

“Mmm, such a good girl, you do learn fast, I’m impressed. But since you wanna know so bad, I heard everything, sweetheart. Every perfect little moan, and every single time you begged for my cock. I especially loved hearing you say that you wanted to be my perfect little slut. That still true, baby girl? You still want that?” he asks rasps, tracing your bottom lip with his thumb, just as his hand stops between your legs and his fingers brush over the damp patch in your panties.

“F-Fuck… Jensen. We shouldn’t be doing this,” you whimper loudly, feeling his fingers press against your clothed pussy with a little more pressure.

“You let me worry about that, baby girl. Answer the question, say it, come on,” he demands softly, moving his fingers up and down your clothed slit slowly, pausing as he eyes lock with yours, and he starts circling your throbbing clit.

You take a deep breath before nodding, but he cocks his eyebrow questioningly at you, as if he needs to hear you say it. So decide to risk your voice barely coming out.

“Fuck… Yes, I still want it. I uh, I still wanna be your dirty little slut,” you whisper hotly against his lips, swallowing thickly when Jensen smirks at you in that way that only he can, and you swear all the air has been stolen from your lungs.

You shuffle up the bed, and he follows as you rest your back against the pillows. His plump parted lips are only a breath away, and you can’t take it anymore. You close the distance between the two of you, wrapping your arms around his neck and your lips crash against his, in a needy and heated kiss. Jensen growls against your lips and wraps a fist in the back of your hair in an attempt to pull you closer as he eagerly responds, your scalp stings slightly at the tug, but you welcome the pain.

It feels like he’s everywhere, his big strong hands all over you. You only break apart so he can roughly tug your t-shirt over your head, then his hands and lips are back on you. The cold in the room is no longer a concern, you’re too hot to even notice it now, you push your fingers into the back of his hair and gently pull his head back.

He nibbles your bottom lip between his teeth, and groans deeply in his chest when he finally lets you pull back so you can both breathe.

“I’ve wanted to do this for ages, the amount of times I’ve jacked it in the shower thinkin’ about you in those tight little shorts and jeans, baby girl. And don’t even get me started on that perfect little mouth of yours, thinking about how fast I could have you down on your knees is fucking torture.” You whimper at his words, and your fingers tighten on him as he keeps talking.

“Wanna feel every fucking part of you… take you wherever you stand, and make you scream. And fuck... it’s so hot hearing you say it again. Except now, I can feel how wet your tight little cunt is, not just hear it through the wall.”

You’re in no doubt that you’re blushing hard,it’s an effect he’d had on you from the day he’d hired you. And hearing those words on his perfect lips paired with the tone of his voice, is enough to have your stomach doing backflips. Not to mention he had just kissed every ounce of resolve about this being a bad idea from your mind, now all you can think about is him, consequences be damned.

“I… shit… could you really hear it?” you ask a little nervously, as he tugs your panties down your legs and tosses them over his shoulder. You watch him closely as he crawls between your legs and lays on his stomach, and you swear a new wave of arousal hits you as he looks up at you with those darkened green eyes.

He’s wearing that shit eating grin again when his eyes lock with yours, and he hums quietly, nibbling on his bottom lip thoughtfully.

“Every single sexy sound, you got yourself so fuckin’ wet thinking about it didn’t you?” he purrs, pushing your legs up the bed, so that they bend at the knees, and then you let them fall open before his eyes. Enjoying the way his gaze immediately drops to your slick heat, but you’re unable to speak, seeing the look that crosses his face.

“Almost came in here, just to shut you up… didn’t want you waking up the entire house, and believe me, you were close. But I guess Daddy needs to pay the nanny a little attention too, huh?”

Jensen ducks his head, but his eyes remain on yours as his lips press against your inner thigh, and his stubble prickles deliciously at your skin, when he slowly kisses and bites his way up to where you need him the most.

“Always get wet when I think about you, Jensen. I wish you had come in. I'm sure there are plenty of ways you could've shut me up, or made me louder,” you reveal quietly, feeling your heart jump in your chest when he sucks at your skin and drags his teeth over the mark you're sure he’s left behind.

"Oh baby girl, you have no idea just how many ways I’ve thought about doing it," he all but growls, his lips a mere breath away from your slick pussy. When the tip of his nose nudges against your clit and you can't hold back the whimper of pleasure.

He’s hardly touched you, and you could swear your body is about to catch fire. You have to stop the urge you have to clamp your thighs around his head, when he suddenly flattens his tongue and licks you from your entrance to your throbbing clit with a deep rumbling moan. Your hands fist in the sheets beside your hips when he starts fucking you with his tongue, his big calloused hands move to grip under the backs of your knees and he presses them back against your chest.

“Sonofa…” you gasp, feeling the heat pooling in your stomach, the words get stuck on the tip of your tongue, and the look in his eyes is about to be the death of you.

“Hold your legs back baby,” he instructs you huskily, pulling away just long enough to speak, before he’s back between your thighs, and his tongue is back inside you, sending you closer to the edge as he hits every spot perfectly.

You do as you’re told, wrapping your arms around your legs and holding them back, just as you toss your head back into the pillows and bite your lip. Desperately trying not to cry out like you need to. But then his fingers start to circle your clit, applying just the right amount of pleasure, moving in time with his tongue and you’re so fucking close to the edge that you feel delirious.

“Daddy, please. I’m so close,” you whine needily, you feel Jensen smirk against you and he withdraws his tongue, only to replace it with two thick fingers.

He eases the thick digits in teasingly, watching your body arch into his touch.

“So fuckin’ sexy baby girl, so tight around my fingers. Can’t wait to feel this tight little cunt wrapped around my cock.”

You drop your legs and grip at the top of his hair harshly as he ducks his head again, and his lips wrap around your clit, everything is steadily becoming too much, and you have to slap your free hand over your mouth to stop your screams.

Jensen growls against your clit when your fingers tighten in his perfect mess of hair, sending vibrations shooting through every nerve and your hips arch closer, until they’re pressed down into the mattress by his strong arm. His fingers are moving fast and hard, scissoring and then curling at just the right times, you can feel his biceps bulging against your leg and stomach with the effort he’s putting in.

“Gonna… oh God! Please!” you cry out behind your hand, as his tongue starts flicking at your clit in time with his fingers moving inside you.

Your entire body goes stiff, attempting to arch as your orgasm smashes into you hard. You’re vaguely aware of his tongue lapping at everything you give, with a humming approval, as your body shakes violently beneath him, you’re not sure you’ve ever come that hard in your entire life.

Before you know it he’s pulling away, and your eyes flutter open just in time to find Jensen flinging his boxers over his shoulder, with a cocky as hell smirk on those plump lips. Your eyes instinctively drop lower, and you feel your breath catch in your throat. Your words accidentally tumble from your lips without there being any way to stop them.

“Is that gonna fit,” you swallow thickly, practically choking on the words, quickly catching yourself before you say any more you clamp your mouth closed, but you don’t miss Jensen’s smirk curling at the corners of his lips.

He moves over you, so that his body is covering yours, leaning on an elbow so his free hand can reach for your face. You feel like you can hardly breathe. The look he’s giving you is so intense, he lets his fingers slowly trail along your jaw, and then his thumb rests against your chin and your lips instinctively part.

“Oh, it’ll fit baby girl. Don’t you worry about that, we’re gonna make it,” he purrs, kissing the corner of your lips.

Before you can kiss him like you really want to, he backs off again, onto his knees between your parted thighs. He shuffles forward and drags your ass up onto his thighs, and takes his cock in his hand, his eyes roaming freely over your body as he starts to work his hand over himself. He taps his cock against your clit several times, and you bite your lip as you squirm beneath him, desperate for more, but you freeze when you feel the thick head of his cock pressing against your dripping entrance.

“Make it fit, Daddy,” you whimper, cupping your tits in your hands, and rolling your hardened nipples between your thumbs and forefingers.

“Oh, you just watch me, sweetheart.” He grabs your legs and pulls them against his solid chest, and his hands drop to your hips and you feel his fingers digging into your skin bruisingly.

His jaw is clenched tightly as he eases the tip of his cock inside you. It’s extremely clear he isn’t used to going slowly, and if you’re honest you don’t want him to.

“Do it, fill me up. Just fuck me, I can take it Daddy, please. I don’t wanna wait any more.”

Jensen’s eyes lock with yours and he bites into his bottom lip, and the thick veins in his neck become more visible.

“No baby, you’re gonna take what I give you. So fuckin’ wet for me, I bet I could just slide right inside you if I wanted to, stuff you full in one thrust,” he grits out, like that’s exactly what he wants to do, but he’s clearly intent on torturing the both of you. You can feel your blood rushing in your ears as you look down your body at him and pout at him.

You’re trying to push down onto him further, but Jensen’s grip on your hips is unyielding and bruising.

“Jensen, please,” you beg pathetically, watching the way his eyes flick up from your pussy and lock on yours.

“No, Y/N. I want you to feel every fucking inch of my thick cock stretching out this tight little cunt,” his voice is practically a growl at this point, and you don’t remember ever being this turned on in your life.

Your hands drop from your breasts to fist at the bedsheets beside your bodies, as Jensen starts to gently rock his hips, you notice the way his eyes are locked on his cock as he fucks into you teasingly slow.

“Fuck, Jensen. Feels so good, your voice…” you gasp loudly, cutting yourself off as his hips snap against yours and he fills you completely.

“So fuckin’ tight and wet Y/N… shit. You like my dirty mouth, baby girl? You like hearing about how I’m gonna destroy this pussy, use your body for all it’s worth?”

“Oh God, yes! Always did love your voice,” you pant out harshly between whimpers, feeling your heart hammering in your chest.

Jensen starts to thrust his hips, pulling out almost all of the way, before effortlessly sliding back inside you with a rumbling groan, picking up a steady rhythm that has you gasping for breath all over again. You can tell he’s holding back, but you can’t stop looking at him, or the sweat clings to his tanned skin. Noticing the way his arms bulge with his tight grip on your hips, his plump bottom lip caught between his teeth, and the look of complete pleasure which has overtaken his gorgeous features.

He looks back up to meet your eyes, “Yeah? You like being Daddy’s dirty little secret too?” he groans, his pace increasing, until you can hear the slapping of your skin against his echoing around the room.

You can’t help the loud moan that leaves your lips, because fuck, you really do. Every precise thrust has him repeatedly hitting your G-spot.

“Yes, oh God yes, I love being your dirty secret,” you cry out, louder than you mean to, feeling your orgasm beginning to burn hard in your stomach. Jensen shifts suddenly, until his body is over yours, keeping your legs pressed against his chest.

Before you can let out a pleasured scream at the new angle, Jensen’s big hand covers your mouth. You can hardly think let alone breathe, he’s so deep inside you that every hard thrust has you sure you’ll feel his cock for a week.

Jensen’s head drops into the crook of your neck and shoulder, his breath hot against your skin, he turns slightly, until his plump lips are angled towards your ear.

“Good. Because I ain’t letting this pussy go now, princess. You’re. All. Fucking. Mine,” he grunts out, punctuating each word with a particularly hard and deep thrust. You nod several times, loving how possessive he’s being. He pulls back suddenly and his hand drops from your mouth to wrap around your throat.

“Say it,” he demands, eyes dark and dangerous.

Your pussy clenches hard around his cock and you moan his name, “all yours, Daddy. Only yours,” you manage to rasp out, squeezing your eyes closed as your climax threatens to explode.

“Good girl. Now, fucking look at me when you come all over my cock.”

Your eyes snap open at his command, only to see the intense gaze in his eyes as he looks down at you. His cock is filling you perfectly, and he’s so deep, stretching you more than you’d ever been before, and you don’t ever want it to end, but you’re so close.

White hot pleasure clouds your vision when Jensen tilts his hips a little more, and those final thrusts throw you over the edge and into the oblivion of your orgasm. You faintly feel his grip tighten on your throat as you silently scream his name, only vaguely aware of him growling your name against your skin as he thrusts deep inside you and his body stills.

When you finally start to come down, you can feel your climax mixed with his leaking out around his cock. He’s still panting hard, and when you open your eyes he’s gently lowering your legs before he pulls out, with a soft moan of his own, and flops down on the mattress beside you.

“Jesus Christ,” you half laugh, turning on your side to face him.

“Fuck, princess, you can say that again,” Jensen sighs contentedly, throwing a strong arm over your waist and pulling you against him as he rolls onto his back.

You smile against his skin, pressing soft kisses above his wildly beating heart, enjoying how his fingers start combing through your hair, which was something that you definitely hadn’t expected from him. You bite your lip as you look up at him and you can’t help feel a little nervous, “you should probably get going, Jay, I don’t want you getting caught in here,” you all but whisper, as you start to remember he’s actually your married boss.

“Oh, so it’s Jay now, huh? No more Daddy, please?” Jensen smirks, brushing the tips of his fingers over the dip in your hip.

“Jensen, don’t tease me like that,” you tell him, barely above a whisper trying to hide the waver in your voice.

“I told you. I’m not letting you go now, sweetheart. Sleep for now, we’ll talk in the mornin’. Besides, like I said you’re all mine.”

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