#it reacts when rio touches it OF COURSE

[evgar]

going down the rabbit hole of agatha with rune tattoos

[luc1-anna]

𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐕𝐢𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲

𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟏

Of course he'd go slow at first, making sure he didn't cause you to bleed or get hurt, especially since he was so big, having to only put in a few inches along with the tip to get started, knowing he would stretch you out to the max, it may be pleasure to other women but it would only be painful for you.

Hands gripping onto your hips as he gently put it in, making sure he knew how much he could put in, analysing your facial expressions for any discomfort. Soon as you give him the greenlight to go faster, he takes charge, thrusting his hips into yours, watching as your body reacted to his movements, body jolting back and forward on the bed. "Babe!" Moaning out as you tried to grab his forearm, feeling the tight sensation of a knot forming in your body. Of course he didn't stop, not till you showed some form of pain or telling him the straight words of no.

ɴᴏᴀʏᴀ, ꜱᴜᴋᴜɴᴀ, ᴇɴᴅᴇᴀᴠᴏᴜʀ, ᴀʟʟ ꜰᴏʀ ᴏɴᴇ, ᴛᴀɪᴊᴜ, ꜱᴀɴᴇᴍɪ

𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐

He let you ride him for the first time, watching as you grabbed his cock, fingers digging into the base as you descended onto it, the way his tip felt along your lips, only wanting for you to fuck him till you cried. Hands helping your body move up and down, making sure not to go too hard but not to slow, just to his liking if not a little slower. Watching as you moaned, seeing how good he made you feel, especially on your first time, knowing that no sex toy or fingers made you feel better than him. "Get off me whenever you need" reassuring you as he felt you clench around him, nodding as a reflex, it just coming through one and ear and back out the other.

ᴊᴇᴀɴ, ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ, ʜɪɢᴜʀᴜᴍᴀ, ᴇʀᴡɪɴ, ᴢᴇᴋᴇ, ᴊᴏʜɴ ᴘʀɪᴄᴇ, ᴀɪᴢᴀᴡᴀ, ꜱɪʀ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴇʏᴇ

𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟑

Of course he'd go nice and slow for you, it had been atleast 25 minutes of foreplay just to get you wet enough, being scared that he'd rio you open from his size in comparison to your tight virgin hole. Sat on the bed, legs wide open, head placed strategically in-between them as licked his lips, hands holding your legs down making sure you didn't escape. He wanted you to sit on his face but anything would really do. Tongue gliding along your clit, rubbing it throughout your folds. The way you jerked your body back from the first feeling. "I'll take good care of you!" Smiling as he looked up before heading back down, face nuzzled in-between your thighs, he seemed so innocent when he said that, but you knew that he wasn't from the way his tongue entered you, lips sucking your liquids from your cunt, feelings your walls try and reject him as he pushed through, fingers running through his hair as you felt him. This would be in your record books for some of the best oral sex, despite it being your first time.

ᴄʜᴏꜱᴏ, ᴀʀᴍɪɴ, ɪɴᴏ, ɢɪʏᴜ, ɢᴀᴢ, ꜱʜɪɢɪʀᴀᴋɪ, ꜱʜɪᴜ ᴋᴏɴɢ, ʀᴀɴ, ᴋᴇɪꜱʜɪɴ ᴜᴋᴀɪ, ɢᴏᴊᴏ

𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟒

Your first time was in a semi public place, curtains drawn open as he fingered you, fingers plowing through your slick walls, his spare hand rubbing your poor clit, the way you sat on his knee as he fucked you for the first time, taking your dignity along with your virginity. Head resting onto his shoulder as he filled your poor cunnie with his calloused 3 fingers, breath harshly touching his clothes neck. "Keep still" feeling your thighs clench around his hand, it was getting on his nerves as it restricted his movements. Slapping your clit with his other hand, watching as you shuddered and screamed into his ear, glancing towards the open window incase anyone heard you. His hand getting cramped up from the fast movement, ripping it out from your hole, watching the string of you run along your pussy. "Ya' taste good for your first time" licking his fingers clean, the way your juices stuck to his fingers, leaving a string of your wetness. Other hand still slapping your poor cunt.

ᴇʀᴇɴ, ᴘᴏʀᴄᴏ, ᴛᴏᴊɪ, ᴅᴀʙɪ, ʜᴀᴡᴋꜱ, ʜᴀɴᴍᴀ, ʀɪɴᴅᴏᴜ, ᴜᴢᴜɪ ᴛᴇɴɢᴇɴ, ᴋᴀꜱʜɪᴍᴏ, ɢᴇᴛᴏ, ᴘʜɪʟɪᴘ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇꜱ

Banner credits to @cafekitsune

[vigilante24ish]

🌙 Moon Phases 🌙

Agatha Harkness X Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1553

Chapter 23:

With little time to spare, everyone rushed to find thick branches or tree roots they could somehow detach.

Then, they proceeded to wrap it with cords, leaves, or vines; each adding their little own touch to them. At the same time, Lilia was commenting on how she hated the brooms and flying due to how often media associated with witches.

The only one not participating was you, who simply kept guard; ready to blast magic at anything that moved.

When everyone had done the couple ritual, where two witches enchanted and exchanged brooms; only then did they notice you with no broom in hand.

"Wait, Y/N doesn't have a broom," Alice pointed out, earning the coven's attention.

"Can't we make her one?" Teen asked, surprised by the fact that you had remained quiet and broomless.

"Only if we were am even number. We can't give her one of our own brooms, " Jen explained.

You waved your hand dissimively to ease the worries of your coven. "I don't need it either way. I can use my magic to fly, " you explained, earning different expressions from them.

Teen smiled in excitement. "Wait, you can fly with magic?"

Jen scoffed. "Of course you can,"

Alice seemed interested. "If it is a spell that allows you, we should be fine,"

Surprisingly, neither Agatha nor Rio seemed to agree with the idea.

"Absolutely not," Agatha argued. "We need to stick together, and she can't match a broom's speed."

Rio nodded faintly. "Better her riding with someone. She can join me. "

"Safest option is with me." Agatha disagreed, arguing with Rio while you stood not so far away; having no saying even though the topic was about you.

Before anyone else could comment or extend the argument, one of the Salem Seven appeared almost out of thin air; close to Alice and Teen.

The protection witch, though, acted fast and used the broom to smack and attack the corrupted witch; sending them on the ground.

Just then, Lilia took notice of something by the end of her peripheral vision.

"Agatha!" She exclaimed as another Salem Seven witch had appeared and now too close to its original target.

This time, you were faster to react.

Sliding on the muddy ground, you managed to cover the distance between your lover and you. As you pushed your legs to stand up, you extended your left hand and wrapped it around Agatha's waist; pulling her closer to your body that was positioned sideways but also further away from the enemy.

At the same time, white magic had gathered in your right hand, and you extended it forward; placing it on the chest of the cursed witch.

Your magic worked like a powerhouse, causing pain to the mind hired witch while also sending them flying back; quite a distance.

The force and momentum of the attack had even caused a weak wind current that moved some of your strands back while you stood there, holding Agatha by the waist.

Agatha had not expected the blind attack from her sworn enemy, so to speak, and neither your interference. Yet here she was, both hands grasping your upper arm as the sudden pull had her losing her balance; resulting in her slightly leaning back.

She stared at your profile for a moment longer, surprised by your attack but also the position you two were in; momentarily forgetting the grave danger that was approaching.

"How did you do that?" Alice questioned, the first to break the odd silence and also ruin your little mood.

You helped Agatha stand properly and did not fail to glance at Rio first, taking notice of the face she pulled. It was her silent way of saying 'not bad' along with the lines 'I am impressed'.

"I find hurling and throwing your magic from afar rather risky and also makes it easier for the enemy to dodge or block" you explained as you turned to face her, your hand still wrapped around Agatha's waist and her hands still holding your upper arm for dear life. "Instead, unleashing your magic in close quarters has a higher chance of success, and the impact is more powerful."

Teen looked at you as if seeing their idol live on stage, his dark eyes glowing with interest. "Wow," he exclaimed, unable to find where to start his questions.

Jen cleared her throat, having enough of the unnecessary talk. Mind hived witches were after them, and she would love to get as far as possible from the danger.

"Think we can finish this later," she commented. "We need to go,"

"We still haven't decided who will fly with Y/N.

"She can fly with me," Teen said, lifting his hand halfway as he spoke. "I have never used a broom before... I mean an enchanted broom cause I have used normal brooms at home -"

"Enough, kid," Agatha said, lifting her hand to silence him. "Let us go. She flies with you. "

Rio looked at Agatha, clearly not fulling agreeing but said nothing. Instead, she watched you walk towards the teenager, the two of you exchanging a smile.

"Let's do this," you told him as you both held the broom in your hands.

Wasting no more time, you all started to run towards one direction. One by one, everyone jumped on the brooms and mounted them; quickly gaining height.

"Wait! How do I-"

You interrupted the Teen. "On my mark, mount the broom," you instructed, and as Lilia took flight, your chance arrived. "Now!"

Without hesitation, he jumped and mounted the broom. His hands held it for dear life just as you managed to mount the broom right behind him.

"Wow!" He exclaimed as the broom slowly started going up while also gaining more and more speed.

At the same time, you could hear Lilia laughing from joy and Alice having the time of her life, both exprtely navigating the broom.

The ones having he easiest time were Agatha and Rio, who have also taken the lead and had the most experience flying on brooms.

It was hard, at first, with the low branches, and the boy had stated to worry; feeling the loops and sudden moves would throw him off, even if your hands were around his waist.

"Oh, God!" Teen exclaimed.

Lilia was amused. "Try praying to the Divine Mother, kid," he advised the future witch.

Just then, an opening was presented, and one by one, the coven flew up; heading for the night sky.

Teen hesitated, seeing the claw like branches and the fact that he had to fly almost straight up; his mind reminding him of what gravity would do if he tried.

"Please, divine mother," he prayed and dared to closs his eyes as he tried to guide the broom up.

He felt a cold ethereal touch on top of his hands and then the sudden feeling of your stomach dropping while the pressure and change of air hit you all in once.

Thankfully for him, the up way was short and before he knew it; the broom was vertical again, and he could feel the cold night air against his cheek and curly hair.

Opening his eyes, he was left in awe at the beautiful sight of the Red full moon right next to everyone.

He looked down, noticing how small the trees looked, how normal the road seemed, and how fast you were going.

It was then he saw an extra pair of hands placed on top of his, remembering this ethereal feeling of magic he felt when he prayed to the Divine Mother for the first time. He turned to look above his shoulder, seeing you leaning against his back and having a smirk on your face.

"You're welcome, kiddo," you told him, making him smile faintly as a thank you. "Eyes forward and don't you dare close them again"

He nodded. "Yes ma'am"

As the coven flew in formation, Agatha took a moment to breathe the cold air and be reminded of the sense of freedom she had been denied for so long. Broom flying was always so freeing, offering a sensation few things could truly match.

But then she dared to look at her right and saw Rio, in all her supernatural glory, riding that broom; her face screaming confidence and raw power as the wind blew back her hair.

Conflicted and defeated, Agath tried to look at her left and take some comfort in the blood red moon when she noticed you and Teen gaining speed.

You giggled faintly as you were trying to instruct the boy how to hold the broom and how to command it.

At that moment, you seemed to be happy and relaxed, clearly enjoying teaching him. He was also chuckling faintly as he absorbed everything you told him, doing his best to make you proud and show you that he was paying attention.

Agatha could not help but imagine you, being the same to Nicholas had he ever the chance to grow. Spending time with him, teach him the brooms, the stars, and so many things.

Her heart felt heavy, and she did not dare to trail further down that path. Instead, she looked forward again and tried to focus on anything but you with the boy and Rio.

Chapter 24

[ithseem]

The Princes with a Gentle!Chubby!S/O

(because literally no one asked for it)

(warnings: none unless you're allergic to fluff, mentions of angst, or a lack of a beta reader)

(GN reader. Enjoy!)

Guy Avari

Oh, Guy Avari... The ever-so-cold man who claims he wants nothing to do with romance, weakened by the chubby person who came into his life

I dare you to tell me he wouldn't appreciate a chubby s/o

Bro's often overworked so he would find comfort in hugging you in private

If you're ever worried about crushing him when he asks that you sit on his lap, he'll just straight up say "balderdash" and sit you on his lap anyways

And if you're insecure about your looks, lemme tell you something: it does not matter to him what you look like. Your presence is comforting as hell

He'll also hire tailors through Jasper to make clothes that flatter you

And if his fan club or anyone else harasses, you, Guy will make sure they stay FAR away from you

Toa Qelsum

Overworked and often burnt-out mf electric boogaloo

I've said this in a previous post, and I'll say it again: I dare you to tell me Toa wouldn't appreciate his chubby s/o holding him in their arms and telling him that he's doing amazing and that everything will be alright

I cannot guarantee he'll know how to react at first, but he will grow more accustomed to this, so please, do it regularly 🥺 (bro's touched-starved asf)

His family and the people he grew up with were cold, to say the least, so someone as warm and caring as you would be a welcome change of pace

Also, if you happen to cross paths with these people, or if his fan club harasses you it won't be hard for your insecurities to resurface, so he'll make ABSOLUTELY SURE you don't feel unloved by him

Will also hire tailors to make you clothes that flatter you

Lynt Akedia

I dare you to tell me this skinny boy wouldn't find comfort in using you as a body pillow

Lynt's already affectionate as hell, and that's only gonna increase tenfold with a gentle and chubby s/o

Your thighs are definitely his favourite pillow

If he finds out you're insecure about your looks, Lynt would look at you like: Do you even see yourself?? You're literally so beautiful

His fan club will stay especially away from you since they've incurred Lynt's wrath. And lemme tell you something, a quiet person's wrath is nothing to take lightly

Roy Invidia

It's no secret that Roy is among the loveliest people when it comes to you

He appreciates you for your gentle personality and truth be told, he does find your huggable figure quite winsome

How couldn't he? You're simultaneously paramour- and friend-shaped

You accept him as the person he is and he appreciates that he doesn't have to be perfect all the time around you

He always transcends to cloud nine whenever you give him cuddles

Fenn Luxure

"People are just hot, man" (paraphrased, of course, lulz)

There is not a single person he doesn't see the beauty in, and you are no exception

If you happen to be insecure about your looks, you may or may not be a little suspicious about why he flirts with you so much, since a lot of the flirting aimed towards you may have been a joke

At first, it was nothing more than just some casual flirting and maybe wanting a hookup but nothing more

But as he got to know you and your sweet nature, he can't help but feel drawn to you

Man's been neglected for a lot of his life, and you giving him the attention just makes him feel all warm and fuzzy inside

It's not long before the two of you become paramours, and there isn't a moment where neither of you feels unloved

Expect lots of cuddling

Rio Voleri

Ah, yes. The resident Chubby Chaser Extraordinaire

It is, in fact, canon that he likes 'em big. He likes 'em chunky (source: Rio's book 1)

Rio never was all that interested in love, but not so much when it comes to you

Can you blame him, though? You're just too cute for words

And lemme tell you, he will ENJOY making food with you and, of course, eating with you

He also enjoys how happy you look when you eat

And if you're insecure in your looks and you bring it up, the poor boy will be SO baffled

How can you say such things about yourself??

In my headcanon, I see him built like Jotaro Kujo, so he would love to pick you up or have you as an extra weight on his back when he does pushups (He looks like a twig in the game's art style I'm sorry 😭😭)

Also, expect LOTS of cuddles

[thatastrobae]

A ‘what if’ for y’all on this beautiful Tuesday morning

I really don’t wanna start no shit, but I just have to know…how would the fandom react if Miles and Gwen had traded places? The movie would still be amazing, but how would the discourse look if things went like this…

It was Miles that was forced to leave his universe because he messed up so bad; and in turn, the citizens of 1610 labeled him as a criminal. There is a warrant out for his arrest and when Jeff and Rio find out his identity, they don’t fully trust him because he's been lying about being Spiderman for so long. Jeff thinks he’s fallen down the same path as Aaron and Miles’ defenses fall on deaf ears.

Then in comes Miguel and Jess who give him the opportunity to join the Spider Society, build on his skills, and see all of the spider people he'd missed in the past year- everyone except for Gwen because in this "what if" she's the anamoly. Peter Parker was supposed the be Spiderman of Earth-65, not his love interest who was destined to 🎲 in said reality. So now Miguel refuses to even touch that dimension cause if she still ends up 🎲ing like the others, then Earth-65 will have no Spiderman to protect it. Otherwise things are pretty chill there; GhostSpider isn’t demonized but Gwen is still having trouble making friends. She’s missing Miles and is struggling to cope with Peter’s death.

Situation presents itself where Miles gets to go on a mission on Earth-65 to keep tabs on a villain. The only condition being that he can’t visit Gwen- which he disregards of course. They swing around Chelsea, NY, share a moment on the GWB…yada yada yada. The thing is, Miles is lying to Gwen by omission. He knows that Captain Stacy is running on borrowed time and he knows that Gwen is an anomaly who was never supposed to be Spiderwoman and she might 🎲 if they fall in love. The evening goes on and he chums it up with her dad (who he knows will end up on a mural soon) then takes his leave. Gwen- who’s curiosity is piqued at the mention of the Spider Society-knows Miles is hiding something so she gets the ‘ok’ from George (who is the best dad in this au) to follow him and she wastes no time.

Shit pops off in Mumbattan and because she’s ignorant to canon events, she saves Gyatri and Captain Singh and ASM-90 is interrupted. Jess is pissed, but Gwen’s not worried cause she knows she did the right thing and if this ‘Miguel O’Hara’ guy has a problem he can say it to her face. So despite Miles’ discomfort and Hobie’s dissuasion, she follows Jess to the SS anyway (low key excited she finally gets to see what Miles was talking about).

At Nueva York, she meets some more cool Spider people and bumps into old friends(it’s kinda weird how they’re all a part pf this taskforce except for her, but whatever). Miles is shitting bricks right now cause he has an idea of how things are gonna go down- still he says nothing, and tries move the group along.

The time comes for Gwen to finally meet Miguel and he holds nothing back when telling her why she shouldn’t have saved those civilians. Gwen stands ten toes down on her actions until Miguel debriefs her on ASM-90. Now knowing that her father’s life is in danger, she refuses to accept the fact that she can’t save him. She looks around the room for support from her friends: Peter, Peni, Ham and gets nothing but guilt ridden glances and silence. What stings a bit more is the fact that the boy she cares about the most isn’t 100% on her side here. Even as she finds herself running for her life from a mob of Spider people trying to detain her, Miles is still on the fence- yet leaning more towards Miguel’s side. He even gives Jessica an advantage by pulling her motorcycle up to speed with her. He catches her as she's falling, eyes filled with sorrow and remorse, but it changes nothing. Her instinct tells her to cut the web. Gwen didn't know if he was helping her or capturing her and she’s pretty sure Miles didn't know either. As said before, it changes nothing.

Suddenly, they’re on a high speed tram and an irritated, adrenaline filled Miguel finally catches up to Gwen. He choke slams her onto the tram and Miles and Peter are right behind them telling him to calm down, they don’t do much else to stop Miguel. They don’t want her to get hurt, but that doesn’t mean they’re on her side. As Gwen struggles against Miguel’s hold, he drops another bomb on her. ASM-121:

“That spider shouldn’t have bit you! Your friend, Peter was supposed to be Spiderman. He wasn’t supposed to die, that was your destiny! If you disrupt one more canon event, your universe will collapse and i’ll have to pick up the pieces”

This knowledge nearly destroys Gwen and the fact that all her friends knew about it, stings more. “Gwen, this if for your own good!” Miles calls out. For her own good? How? Who decides that? Gwen had no idea. In fact, Miles has been all over the place since he came to visit her. Lying about the smallest things, apparently it’s because he was hiding this from her. She knows about his situation at home, but the matter of fact is that she can’t trust him like she thought she could.

Gwen is able to fight Miguel off and escape, but not before giving Miles one last “goodbye”. Tears in her eyes and faith in him and their relationship crumbled to bits.

Film ends kind of the same way, Miles bands together a team of Spider people to right his wrong and save Gwen. Gwen is trapped in a dimension where she and her father are memorialized.

I skipped a lot but you get the gist. So with that image in your mind, how inclined do you feel to defend Miles’ actions? Would you confidently say he did nothing wrong? He didn’t mean for things to get this far, he didn’t wanna hurt her, he just didn’t want to face what was waiting for him back home. Are you defending him within an inch of your life? Is he a victim? Do you think that Gwen should just swallow her feelings of hurt and betrayal to understand where he’s coming from? The trust is gone, but is she obligated to give him the opportunity to rebuild that trust? Is he still entitled to her affections? Can you see how her feelings for him would change (even just a little)? Would you be disappointed in her if she decides not to be in relationship with him after everything is said and done? Please contemplate this and be honest. What if the roles were reversed? 🤔

[lumiroleplays]

for @lcveisweakness

When Agatha leaves the bonfire, she follows automatically. Of course, it would be a lie if she dared to say that she did not say what she said on purpose. She did. She wanted to provoke and see how Agatha would react, but. But. How else would she confess how much that had hurt her as well? Having a heat to heart wasn't exactly the way the two of them used to operate. Especially not a private conversation. But that little set up done by the other Witches was an easy excuse to let her know. Even if she had not even looked at her face while making such a confession. Rio wasn't liked by the other Witches. She was aware of that. They had heard her. Agatha made sure that they had heard her. And their reaction was far from a surprise to her. But she was used to not being liked by Mortals. Lilia's threat meant nothing to her and there wasn't much she could do except growl. To show she would not easily be affected by a mortal. Yet, there was the one single mortal who did affect her. In more ways than she would ever be able to admit. She finds her on the Road, standing with her back to the way to the bonfire and approaches her slowly. Yet she knows that Agatha could feel her way before she got close enough for her steps to be heard. She's always been able to feel her. Gently. Way more gentle than the usual for Rio, she touches her hair. Her back. Her mind is flooded by memories of how this was once the usual for them. But she doesn't allow herself to dwell on it. Not this time.

[tunemyart]

I started writing this in the tags but it got away from me.

This scene killed us all when we first saw it, but now - with the context of the finale and the knowledge of where they're going - I think it kills us all even more.

Because it's so genuine. Jac Schaeffer has described Agatha/Rio as being exes, of falling into the habits and muscle memory of the love they used to have, and sure - but not here. This scene is how you know Agatha didn't mean what she said to Rio at the beginning of 1.08, at least not entirely. Not just because of the softness and tenderness Agatha initiates here. Not just because of how clear it is that Agatha still holds love - real love! - for Rio.

But because of what's prompted Agatha to react this way, which is pretty astonishing.

Rio has just told a story around the campfire about a woman who is her scar. She's told Agatha, via the entire group, about a time when she did a job she didn't want to do, and how it hurt the woman she loved. Then she turned and stared at Agatha until Agatha, overwhelmed and unable to escape the message, got to her feet and left.

With what we knew about Agatha to this point in 1.04 - and with everything we know about her now that we've seen the whole thing - we wouldn't expect her to react the way she does. We'd expect her to bristle, to push Rio away, to say how dare you, because of how deep she still is in her own pain.

But she doesn't. Rio's just as astonished by this as we are. Agatha smiles and hums at the tentative touch of Rio's hands on her back. She turns, and her eyes are vulnerable. She draws Rio into an intimate embrace, and cradles her head like she's infinitely precious to her.

And as a reminder, what she's reacting to is having just heard Rio describe how it hurt her to take Agatha's son. How it hurt her to hurt Agatha. How it hurt her - and still hurts her - to have lost Agatha.

Whoa!

Has Agatha ever let Rio say any of these things? Has she ever listened to her if she has? Has she ever considered that Rio was hurt? That Rio never stopped loving her - that she still loves her, even now?

That that's why Rio is here?

This is the embrace Rio has been waiting for since she took Nicky. To be seen by the woman she loves as just another woman who's hurting too. Agatha's not reacting to the muscle memory of loving Rio here - she's loving Rio right now.

Of course, with all the other layers of who they are and have become and the things happening around them, it can't last. But narratively, the kiss at the end of 1.08 - the one Agatha chooses, the one that kills her, the one Rio allows - is the culmination of this kiss that Rio prevents. This kiss is the beating heart of that one. And in the midst of all the ways they've hurt each other by the end, all the ways they've made each other raw and bloody - I feel like this is a good thing to remember.

she is my scar

[punkscowardschampions]

Ruster pt.3

Buster: [mhmm we were so mean about that but we let y’all do enough for this boy to be visibly affected by it and sweating rn even though we all know he’s worked out much harder not to mention had actual boxing matches, thank god none of the fam are around for this because it would be embarrassing how obvious all of this is, equally obvious is the fact he isn’t going harder just because he wants her to fight back, y’all are into it now, literally any excuse to touch her or press his body against hers in any way possible without going too far]

Rio: [which is why y’all didn’t need an alive audience right now because we can all see what’s happening here, even if we must keep up the fighting back just enough so he doesn’t stop, just enough to change how and where y’all are touching, to see how far this ‘attack’ can take you]

Buster: [truly, this boy is giving phonecall breathing rn which is another throwback for y’all but another dead giveaway if anyone else is around because you have no business breathing this dramatically hard when she’s barely fighting back and lbr even if she was giving it her all because she’s a tiny girl, catch him pushing her up against whatever available surface that is regardless of whether it’s a wall/fence/the inanimate object if nothing else is available because he simply must, it’s FINE, it’s still giving fight technically even if it’s giving bedroom door harder]

Rio: [swearing under your breath, which is of course also insane because how could it not be, pushing back almost hard enough to break out but you aren’t doing it to free yourself you just had to react that violently about it, LOOKING over your shoulder at him, scowling like you’re furious because in a way you are, just not the intended rage way for this self-defence lesson]

Buster: [his jaw clenching visibly he’s having to do it that hard to avoid letting a noise escape about all of this, maintaining the LOOK with insane levels of eye contact until (despite when he took the piss about Nancy’s hairpulling antics) having to do it himself in this moment as hot move because he pulled her head back that fateful day pre-door when he was being extra about the inside of her mouth and ofc he remembers it vividly, we can pretend it’s just another tactic like the arm lock but it isn’t]

Rio: [actually beyond shameless the way you have forgotten any notion of fighting back the second he pulls your hair, letting your body crash back into his with no resistance because that’s all going into you not MOANING, the way the silence is truly deafening as you fight for no sound to come out of your open mouth right now]

Buster: [mhmm, there is a FULL beat here when he’s just STARING at her open mouth totally forgetting where they are or what they are supposed to be doing, which in the next second makes him even more determined to remember and thus get her to fight back, saying it so breathlessly and indecently, and in the pause between the 2 words, like punctuation, pushing her even harder against whatever he has her pressed against rn and thus his body into hers with so much !! it’s giving dry hump completely for the first time, he might as well have said fuck me instead of fight back, pushing his fingers into her mouth like he did that day but not at all because it isn’t soft and he’s showing her how to do a fish hook move]

Rio: [it’s a good thing you’re pinned because the way we are THIS close to leaning in to try and kiss him when he’s in our face like that is so dangerous and you’re already on thin ice, spreading your legs further apart could be you making yourself harder to knock down but it ain’t why you did it and he’ll know it when you can’t hold back the SOUNDS any longer because he’s got his fingers in your mouth, grabbing his clothes, whatever part of his fit your hands find, balling up your fists]

Buster: [the girls are losing it, by which I mean this boy haha, shamelessly dryhumping this girl in a rhythm we can’t pretend is anything else as he pins her wrists over her head with BOTH of his hands and then they’re just HOLDING hands like that, hard but a handhold nevertheless, nothing to see here but everything to see here]

Rio: [GRIPPING his hands with the actual strength you haven’t been putting into this lesson so far lol because please don’t go without saying it because you know how real the desperation is and lord knows you’ve lost most of your dignity here with the unhinged ways you’re finding to move against him]

Buster: [MOANING because she has actually put some strength into something and ofc it’s that and you don’t want her to ever let go or vice versa, so, not caring how loud that would be after how quiet he has been, because he can’t stop it and nor does he want to, throwing this gal to the floor (RIP his pastel fit) and pinning her there now instead with his entire body, we can pretend it’s still thinly under the self-defence guise how he does it but everyone is aware of the truth]

Rio: [y’all are gonna be a mess and that alone should make you stop but of course, it only turns you on more, as does having the wind knocked out of you by the cold hard ground and this boy, literally here unable to breathe because of him and still not doing anything to stop him (nor fix your own very floaty outfit which will almost certainly have ridden up in various ways by now)]

Buster: [literally, you had this self-defence plan and you still wore this sir, you wanna be Smithy and Nessa in that scene, we all see you, you love it, hence they’re rolling around on the cold hard (possibly wet and/or muddy) ground essentially fucking if not for the clothes they’re wearing, it’s that blatant now, as is his hand clamped over her mouth as hard as they were handholding before as if she’s gonna scream when she can’t even breathe]

Rio: [me like I told y’all to change but exactly, you wanted this to happen, even if it was just from ‘self-defence’ though it was never going to be that pure, we know, you didn’t necessarily expect it to get this far all things considered, just here trying not to immediately pass out the way your rolled eyes might suggest you already have, clawing at his hand over your mouth ‘cos famously not what you’re meant to do and a waste of time but you wanna because you don’t want him to stop]

Buster: [my boo warned y’all but getting away with being feral under the fam’s noses is y’all’s kink and you won’t be told, the escalation is iconic always, shaking his head like no no as if he really cares about the self-defence of it all still and her fighting back how she’s meant to when he simply does not, taking his hand away and putting them both around her throat, leaving them there like a warning that she’ll get choked to death if she doesn’t as he tells her what she should’ve done instead in such a daddy tone] 

Rio: [nodding like oh I see, I understand my mistake now but let’s be real, you’re just here seeing how hard it is to do it when his hands are covering your whole throat like that, all you can do is give him BIG EYES]

Buster: [when her eyes are so big he can’t breathe either, stopping so suddenly when she looks at him and nods like that that the silence is DRAMATIC and so charged with !! doing a lil squeeze around her throat at the same time as he finally manages to take a breath, cinematically, looking at his rolex (another throwback) timing it so that he doesn’t leave it longer than a beat before he lets go ‘protect yourself’ the unspoken or I have to in the fact he barely touched her unlike how someone who was trying to kill you would]

Rio: [truly stopping breathing too in a way that would be comical under better circumstances but everything is so precarious you’re genuinely terrified that went too far and he’s about to get up and go, right up until he’s looking at his watch because you know that as the throwback it is and that gives you permission to do a sigh of relief once you’re able to, another nod, more seriously, like I will]

Buster: [choking her more dramatically like okay show me what you’re gonna do to stop me, barely letting her get the nod out because element of surprise always, doing the most without leaving her with actual bruises about it, using his forearm instead to apply the pressure and checking his watch the entire time because actual countdown now for her to do something but LOOKING at her too obvs, he’s gotta]

Rio: [when one of the best things to do is smash your palms against their ears to burst their ear drums, so I WONT be doing that lol, another not terrible idea is to kick ‘em whilst faking out trying to pull their hands away, so you can demonstrate that by really slamming your body into him, hard enough to actually stop him? Probably not but he’ll feel it and see your vision nevertheless]

Buster: [lol imagine if she did that and he’s just deaf now, move over Bobby, instead he do see her vision and he is rewarding her with a ‘good girl’ because into it, even if he is still gonna tell her what she could’ve done because lessons are attempting to be learnt here and it’s also an excuse to hold her head very softly in contrast to what he’s describing that we’ve gotta take because I love some contrasting softness]

Rio: [just suddenly gets that into it and you are indeed fighting for your life lmao, thankfully not into that but we are into you describing this casual violence in our ear whilst being soft about it, biting the inside of our mouth to pay attention and stop ourself from reacting]

Buster: [the juxtaposition is once again cinematic and gorgeous of you, well done, guys and more importantly well done my boo and I, once he’s done describing this horrific act of violence, realising that she’s biting the inside of her mouth (because always) and his mouth moving from her ear to against her jaw and then her cheek just like he did that day, only letting his breath touch her the same way, not making contact like he didn’t then ‘don’t’ practically as a whisper because it’s so quiet and soft]

Rio: [my boo says most of all I’d like to thank myself and she is so right for that, here squirming so much more than you were ever when you were meant to be fighting for your life because you’re remembering that moment as it happens again and DYING about it, opening your mouth enjoy to show you’ve stopped biting it and to do some more iconic gasping about it]

Buster: [LOOKING inside of her open mouth exactly like he did the first time and putting his finger in her mouth in exactly the same way too, duh, just recreating the moment perfectly here and now as if they’re rewinding back to it because that’s all they both really want lbr, right down to the hair stroke and everything, but the one difference is his GASP because he can’t help but to when he feels how much more she has bitten it since then]

Rio: [when you really shoulda known (and honestly, you did) that he was going to take it there and commit to the full recreation but you’re so overwhelmed by the fact it is happening again and it feels as indecent as it did the first time that your sounds are FERAL, so glad you are outside and as far from the fam as you can be without straight up leaving because that is somehow loud as hell despite the fact he’s all up in your mouth so it shouldn’t be, hitting him with an involuntary WRIST GRAB on the hand he’s using]

Buster: [when her involuntary wrist grab makes him do an involuntary eye close which is as telling as it was on that day even though like that day it’s a if she blinked too she’d miss it moment, because she won’t miss it, she never does any of his reactions however small, again that contrast is marvellous because she’s being extra but he’s being as extra subtly with that same loss of composure, swallowing hard as if he’s the one with a finger in his mouth]

Rio: [heheh sorry we’re too obsessed with you for that to ever happen, boy, casually no way for you to breathe and us not to notice when we’re in the same room, covering his eyes and making him close them again with your fingertips, pretending you’re demonstrating how you could dig your thumbs in if you needed but you’re acknowledging the moment shamelessly, likewise when you tap his adam’s apple that’s bobbing up and down from that big swallow]

Buster: [not you shamelessly reaching out with your eyes closed, his fingers brushing against the bottom of her top so it isn’t a hem throwback but lowkey almost is, touching her exposed stomach as if it’s an accident because his eyes are closed but nothing this boy has ever done is, likewise the band of her skirt at the top, just gently holding it between his fingers for no reason at all except that you want to] 

Rio: [when this is truly the most y’all have ever touched each other, like literally touched with your hands and you are NOT OKAY about it, holding your breath like you don’t want him to feel your belly without holding it in but really you just must hold back, stroking his throat now, so slowly and purposefully, like you had your hands around his and he needs comforting but really you just gotta touch him too, tracing his jawline from ear to ear whilst you’re at it]

Buster: [‘breathe’ because you know she isn’t, doing your own DEEP breaths as if she needs a demo how of this too and you aren’t just trying not to lose your mind at how she’s touching you, opening his eyes because he didn’t dare to before now in case it broke this precarious spell y’all are under rn, LOOKING at her like he needs to watch her breathe]

Rio: [getting the chance to do as he says and copy him at the same time making you as buzzing as you would expect, running your hand down to his chest to lay your palm there and feel the rise and fall]

Buster: [taking his chance to copy her by laying his own palm on her chest too, simply must, doing a lil smile involuntarily which makes my hormonal ass wanna sob because she said she’d never see it]

Rio: [this girl like hard same, about to cry or launch yourself at him, neither of which you actually dare do because you know that could be the too much that ends this all, doing the same tentative smile back though, after that inner turmoil and managing to not do either ‘are they the same?’ in the quietest voice of all time, casually, having not spoken this whole time, I believe]

Buster: [When she literally has not I don’t think, so those being her first words are truly iconic from you boo, she swore under her breath but that doesn’t count, what a mastermind move that I love to see, as does this boy, he is NOT okay about finally hearing her speak to him and that being what she says or its delivery ‘of course they still are’ gently but insistently because we need her to believe that hasn’t changed from when he said they were before]

Rio: [when the most upsetting thing he said to you was y’all not being the same so of course you gotta use your voice to make him say otherwise now, smiling at him slightly bigger without fully beaming, pressing your hand into his chest more, as if you can leave a handprint if you do it hard enough]

Buster: [doing likewise, hard enough to push her away slightly but only so that he can bring her back and hug her because she said earlier that she wanted to, which is massive because he isn’t a hugger, we know this, catch him counting to 5 because she said if only for 5 seconds and then pushing her away again but so softly and playfully, purely because she said that too]

Rio: [doing the softest laugh into his chest because he isn’t a hugger but that was the only way you could think of comforting him at the time and now it just seems like it was for you, laughing a little louder when he pushes you away after the five seconds like oh you ‘is that all you can handle?’ giving him a playful little push yourself like okay baby but you’re being too soft for any of this to really hit]

Buster: [fully picking her up and cradling her to him like he did when they were at the top of the stairs that day, as if you’re doing it to prove yourself when she asks that and not as another shameless recreation and something you just want]

Rio: [when you’re such a hugger you don’t need to be asked twice, here pressing yourself into him like you can disappear, at least it looks like you’re wrestling or something because truly out here holding onto him like your life depends on it rn as you shamelessly commit how he smells and feels and looks to your memory]

Buster: [his breath catching involuntarily (as another throwback) at how in this hug she is and how much he LOVES this and now wants to stay like this forever, it’s as big of a giveaway as is it was that day too again but he doesn’t care if she sees the momentary display of ‘weakness’ this time either, saying her name like his life depends on it because feelings are so high]

Rio: [putting your whole body weight onto him without trying to hold any back, just like let me be a warm weighted blanket to show you why cuddling is important, making soothing noises like it’s okay but clearly with full sincerity, there is no pisstaking going on right now ‘mm?’ softly into his neck where you’ve laid your head now]

Buster: [unable to not make a quiet !! noise about her full body weight hitting him like that and how good it and all this other softness feels, blurting out ‘I need you to stay’ in direct contrast to his I need you to leave which we all remember vividly, he could just mean exactly like this where and how she is rn but he does not]

Rio: [rubbing your face against his neck like a cat right now because that noise was so adorable and you are fighting every natural urge to just kiss him so hard hence you must love upon him in this different way, almost headbutting his jaw when he blurts this out because you would feel like you’re dreaming or fully making this all up at this point, just righting the wrongs and repeating everything else that was already perfect, nbd ‘I won’t go anywhere’ shifting your weight so you can find his hands to hold]

Buster: [they’re living their best lives and they deserve to, 1000% getting tickled by her hair but does he care no because that’s keeping him tethered and feeling like this is real which is as necessary for him as it is her atm, hence knowing she feels like she’s in a dream and gently pinching her where he touched her stomach before because exposed skin]

Rio: [making a hey! Sort of noise like he’s being cheeky but it sounds almost sleepy it’s so soft and full of love because he is not and you know what he’s doing and it’s only making you wrap yourself around him tighter, which is somehow still possible]

Buster: [making another soft !! noise at how their bodies fit together so perfectly because we really haven’t let y’all experience it enough to be anything but a novelty, giving her the biggest heart eyes in the world so even if she’s not looking at him she’ll be able to feel them]

Rio: [just enjoy our breathing/heart rate quickening at this sensation and realisation because you can’t begin to verbalise how right this feels because you want no hint of comparison talk to taint what you actually mean so you simply gotta zip it and let him know how you feel in these unspoken ways]

Buster: [enjoy his lips brushing over the pulse point of her neck, slowly and deliberately, with barely any pressure like when they were pressing their lips against each others in the previous convo because he did enjoy the obvious effect on her breathing and heart rate there]

Rio: [the smallest moan about it because you can’t not, even if you are being sure not to move so much you move yourself into his lips touching you any harder than the pressure he decided to apply]

Buster: [his hips moving about it because somehow that small moan is more indecent and important than any of the feral sounds she made before and he likewise can’t not react]

Rio: [holding his head closer to yours, doing more of your cat thing because you can’t deal and you gotta move against him so he doesn’t stop, sound escaping through the lips you are pursing together]

Buster: [pressing his forehead to hers as he continues to move because their faces need to be that close, clearly, and touching in a safer way than the kissing they so obviously both wanna initiate but have not, keeping her there with a hand in her hair as if she’s trying to go anywhere, but really he’s just enjoying his fingers getting tangled up in the curls]

Rio: [copying how his hands are in your curls in his and having to big smile about it because you love his hair and have missed being able to be all in it, touching him in any way lbr, it is unhinged to be LOOKING at him this close up but of course you are]

Buster: [doing his own slightly bigger smile (than the little one he did earlier) at hers because she’s beautiful and there’s a reason Moses has it literally tattooed on him (however much we all wish he didn’t) ‘talk to me’ said practically against her lips because of the proximity and because they loved to do that last time, wanting her to speak because she barely has and you’ve been running your mouth the entire time] 

Rio: [here with your lips mm away from his whilst you think desperately of what you should and should not say, licking your own lips because nerves which inevitably means you licked his too a tiny bit ‘I need you to stay too’ whispered like that’s a secret]

Buster: [could NOT be any more turned on by the accidental lip licking contact, it’s simply not possible, so letting her know and feel that with how he’s once again moving as well as literally getting goosebumps about it which she can also feel because of how insanely close all of their skin is ‘I won’t go anywhere either’]

Rio: [doing it again, intentionally, letting it happen for 5 seconds like the first hug just to see what he does, playing with his earlobes softly, then tracing the goosebumps you can see on his neck and shoulders, shaking slightly about it ‘you make me feel so good’]

Buster: [doing a hot lol when she starts counting, practically in her mouth because closeness, like oh you, shaking his head (barely because there’s no space to and they don’t want to create any) like no no again, and once again, as another recreation moment, using his tongue like he did his finger inside of her mouth ‘you are’ when he’s got nowhere left to run his tongue over, because she is so good and he won’t change his mind about that]

Rio: [the absolute heart eyes at his laugh, holding his tongue in your mouth like you’re not going to let him go because you don’t want to and this is enough encouragement for you to lick his lips like you are still a cat and this is how you kiss, not at all casually licking his whole face about it as you whimper]

Buster: [‘that’s how it’s always been’ because one thing about this boy he loves to steal her words and repeat them back and that’s what she said that day in response to him talking about their heartbeats and it’s as true here and now for how good she is + how good he can and does make her feel, getting those words out when he’s able to speak, not at all casually because she’s licking his whole face and it’s distracting so it’s taking him almost as long as her antics ‘and I’m not going to ignore it now’ again her words but changed slightly to fit how determined he is not to slip back into his old ways, in this moment at least because lord knows I can’t promise he won’t ever]

Rio: [kneading your hands in his lap shamelessly because you cannot allow him to ignore you ever again is very much the message you’re putting across here, sticking your tongue in his ears and nose and mouth again just being unhinged and overexcitable because he’s letting you ‘I’m yours’ like it’s that simple, a fact we can’t ignore]

Buster: [repeating back the ‘I’m yours’ the first chance he can when she’s making speaking almost impossible but she did to him that day when he said it and therefore he must, pulling her face back to his with both his hands so he can say ‘you’re mine’ fully into her mouth though because the repetition but also distinction of that feels necessary]

Rio: [going from pad-pawing at his crotch to quite shamelessly grabbing it when he says I’m yours like okay then this is mine too thank you but before you can say anything he’s hitting you with that and has you changing whatever you were going to say into saying ‘Buster’s’ in a totally unnecessary way just to say his name like that into his mouth]

Buster: [when the crotch grab was already sending you but hearing her say his name for the first time today (not as a written convo or when she’s trying to apologise for something/it has sad or angry vibes which are not at all these) has him shamelessly fucking her hand and unable to stop, god bless, MOANING into her mouth about it, calling her baby for the first time in forever because he isn’t a full grown man so it isn’t creepy when he does it thank you Moses]

Rio: [I fear the girlies are gone and there’s no turning back at this point, here facilitating this as much as possible without undressing him (yet) but you’re asking him if he wants that, when you’ve volleyed your own involuntary moans back at the baby and how these antics have you feeling]

Buster: [it’s feral hours but we evilly cockblocked you before so we’ve gotta give you something, I say when we do not ever need to technically but shh, ‘I need you to touch me’ because true and they literally haven’t yet so it would feel like a need at this point] 

Rio: [we will let you have this or I fear yous may actually die, we can always stop it at this act by having people sound nearer by than you would like, but for now, nodding like I know you do and also like okay, I’m actually going to do this, because you’ve done a lot of stuff over the phone but we let y’all do so little in person before bombing it so we out here like omg this is real]

Buster: [literally, or I could have him be like oh no I shouldn’t have done that when the post nut clarity hits because that’s every man ever without him also needing to be like I hate you goodbye, just like oops well that was a bit extra of us all things considered rn, but anyway, here in this moment he’s regretting nothing, far from it, instead he’s telling her how intense this is already because everything with them is always that heightened]

Rio: [exactly, we will work out how we want to do it because legit reaction from him there but we aren’t contemplating that at all in this moment when you’re here determined to be the most extra you can be with your own two hands and make him die like he’s never died before lol ‘I know’ as you are LOOKING because you see and you feel it and it’s making you UNWELL with how into it you are and you aren’t even being touched today]

Buster: [WATCHING her hands so intently because he can’t believe they are actually and finally hers and this isn’t just some other girl and his imagination, his chest heaving about how much better than a fantasy this is because he’s likewise NOT okay about how into it he is so we’re back to INSANE breathing, it’s a full circle moment back to the beginning of their self defence antics truly, going to bite his lip when she tells him she feels it too because that has him feeling like he could be LOUD enough to alert her far away neighbours never mind the fam, but then thinking hang on she’s the one responsible for this why bite myself and pressing his lips back to her pulse point hard enough to deliberately leave a bruise, counting to 5 in his head as if that means he still has some self control when this is the most reckless behaviour, but we all know he wants to be able to see this lovebite later and be reminded this really happened even if it means someone else might see it too, in the last seconds pinching her skin between his teeth, not only to make the bruise more !! but for the pinch of it all again obvs for her like yeah you’re doing this to me]

Rio: [when you have to LOOK up at him and take a moment because truly, the realisation that this is real and we’re both here in the physical realm right now and not just fantasising over the phone, the force of your EYE CONTACT cannot be overstated it’s like you’ve slapped him with it almost, even before you are leaning in, clumsily and roughly because you’re too desperate to be careful or take your time here, really PRESSING your forehead against his to HEAVY BREATHE at each other dramatically and share this moment, why not make yourself even more dizzily, deliriously turned on here as you continue to do the most touching him without even looking because you must look into his eyes, purely doing it by how it feels and his reactions now, heavy breathing turning into outright PANTING and GASPING when he gives you this lovebite, you can’t grab him with your hands because they are busy right now so you’re here burying your face into his hair and tugging it into your mouth ferally because how else can you express your own !! here]

Buster: [finally let me do a reply after 40 years, excuse you christmas, we’re on easter time, mhmm, on the one hand it still wouldn’t feel real but on the other it couldn’t possibly feel more real rn and he likewise couldn’t be dying more about it, the eye contact is off the charts insane because he’s refusing to close them for even a second despite how much he’d need to given all these antics, saying ‘harder’ (also despite her already doing the most) as if he’s still telling her to give more oomf to blinding a scarecrow/easter prop with his serious self defence voice because this boy doesn’t know how much more of this he can take (despite x3 never wanting it to end also, so we know how indecent and breathless and !! it would sound too) PRESSING into the lovebite with his hand so that the pulse point bruise is even more dramatic (like he’s following his own instruction) but using said hand then to guide her back to him and crash their mouths together to finally kiss (because him exploring the inside of her bitten mouth doesn’t technically count and especially won’t when compared to this kiss he’s initiated) going SO hard at it (again as if he’s following his own instruction and advice) because it would feel like forever since their last (and first) makeout sesh which mcvickers rudely interrupted]

Rio: [when it feels like you can’t shut your eyes, the way your body is simply refusing to miss a second either, even though all the pleasure coursing through you is demanding the opposite as a rule so the conflict has you even more hyperaware of everything that is happening and the effect on all your senses right now, the way you are going so much harder than you did the entire time you were supposed to be learning to fight at this instruction, can hardly call it fighting when you are so willingly being lead into this kiss (obviously, because you have wanted nothing more this whole time) but you are going at this like a competition you can win and he is simultaneously the prize and your opponent to crush nbd, forever going to be SHOOK in your bones by how much kissing him gets you, it somehow always feels so much more forbidden than the stuff that is by rights worse that you were already doing there, hence you are actually shaking even if you can’t stop what you’re doing longer than to GASP]

Buster: [proud of y’all for your eyes both not just straight up rolling back into your heads this entire time tbh because the sensory overload is constant, even more so now because this boy couldn’t be more thrilled at how willingly she’s following that instruction immediately or the fact that she’s actually being competitive for once, thank god for the kissing happening because he’s gonna be LOUD af until this is over and the breathing was bad enough when that was occurring but the unhinged noises don’t need to be something anyone else hears thank you very much, at least you won’t wanna stop MAKING OUT the entire time because all the reasons my boo said are entirely valid and totally mutual for him, it really cranks things up a notch and escalates them more than any other antics could, hence this boy is LOSING IT as hard as he is atm but that won’t stop him from reaching for his jumper wherever that was abandoned and wrapping it round her shoulders when he feels her shaking (not stopping the kiss ever, so doing it by feel like has lowkey gone blind, very apt) which is giving when he was tying her up with it earlier lowkey because everything is being done frantically and with !!] 

Rio: [truly, you two not completely losing it and yourselves here seems impossible but you are just hanging on and deserve to be commended for that, not to mention the logistical fact that she can only take a hand off of his dick max here so really doing everything just using your mouth and still somehow seeming VIOLENT with it when you can’t physically pin him in place with your hands, live your best lives guys, we’re going to be kind and let you finish however unhinged this moment gets (not that you know that but shh) so enjoy it, the memory of and being able to watch him be this frantic with this jumper moment again will absolutely KILL you, girl, being the only reason you can coherently say ‘I need to touch you’ because you blurt it out]

Buster: [makes me laugh because where even are you, never gonna be far enough away for this loud ass and his lack of chill, this kissing really is saving your lives for being able to put as much of the !! in it as you are and take the volume way down, his nodding would seem as VIOLENT when she speaks because yes you do girl and he needs her to never stop doing so, hence blurting out his own ‘don’t stop’ even though we all know she wouldn’t, worth it for how he’d once again sound with his voice all hoarse like he actually has been screaming the place down, today he’s giving her instructions and this is another]

Rio: [my boo says I would like to know lmao and honestly, you’re absolutely rolling around in the mud here, in my head, we’re sheltered from vision by old, half-fallen-down stone walls and an abandoned wooden structure of some kind, like the ones they have near the house in the sims, truly, so you did your best but you, as per, shouldn’t be doing all this out here (as is your want and kink); shaking your head back at him with the exact same energy, bumping heads accidentally because you’re that serious about it, to promise you won’t ‘never’ with such heart eyes as you launch another makeout attack]

Buster: [I see and share that vision because the sims are so real for that and it’s so legit for this because it’s the perfect mix of genuinely choosing this location because you wanted self defence secrecy while also having the element of you could so easily be caught, well done boo, what I love the most however and must point out myself is the fact he has made no attempt to touch her back and hasn’t even really had the thought to because in a complete failure of multitasking and at odds to the person he usually is, he’s too overwhelmed by the fact she’s touching him to even fleetingly remember that he can do the same to her, never mind that he should be given all she’s doing for him rn, only she manages to have this kind of effect of making him forget himself like that and we love to see it, hence he’s the one shaking now, like it’s transferred from her to him when he gave her the jumper, trying to put into words at least some of the effect she’s having but he can’t string a coherent sentence together so she’s just getting odd words from a million different slightly different but ultimately abandoned sentences (which all amount to the same thing anyway) from within this makeout, so many Is and yous and her name and fuck or oh my god (in it’s various pieces) and every complimentary word he has ever said or wanted to say being MOANED or BREATHED out]

Rio: [yes I noticed and appreciated that too, as did this girl because it means he’s not thinking about it at all and just doing it because it feels good, which at this moment in time means he’s not going to put a stop to it and truly if all he ever let her do was give him this time she would take it without hesitation and we know it, just to let him turn his brain off and give in to what he clearly wants, we are SO about that, never mind his reactions alone are enough to make her feel like she could cum without any need of being touched, here nodding again like he needs a response to everything he is saying and that response is ‘I know’ watching him so closely and without blinking again that her eyes are this close to tearing up but we must rapidly blink that back because confusion is not allowed here and no thank you ‘show me’ with the pleading being quite obvious because you can’t take anymore and you need him to be in the same state IMMEDIATELY]

Buster: [lord knows this boy needs to turn his brain off because the jali parallels of him making himself so much more unnecessarily stressed than literally anyone is or has ever asked him to are too real and therefore we all know it’s only a matter of time before it switches back on when this is over so y’all have gotta enjoy this while you can and he truly is, managing to say (surprisingly coherently actually) ‘I’m going to lose my balance’ meaning it in the sense he did when he said she throws him off balance and Baze get the balance right, not literally, although that wouldn’t surprise me with how hard y’all are going rn lol, giving when he said fight back and he might as well have said fuck me because he might as well have said I’m going to cum when that’s exactly what it means in this moment, he’s just here warning her he’s close to losing control fully but embracing it for once]

Rio: [mhmm, the parallels are real which she has all but said but you don’t want to hear or think you are like that even though we all know it's true but ANYWAY, replying ‘I’ll catch you’ as if it’s literal but we know it’s not and still mean it, even if we can also mean it more literally and convey that with a final LOOK into his eyes]

Buster: [they may be different in a lot of ways but in that respect these lads are very much the same and I absolutely don’t blame this gal for not wanting things to turn out in a way that means she has to wait until she’s in her 30s for y’all to get together, if ever, soz we’re creating art with our parallels, hence he’s repeating his ‘tether me’ he’s said before which he got from what Bea said in their first convo together, I’m an artiste and I won’t apologise, LOOKING at her with heart eyes that convey the I want you to he said OG but isn’t here and now because it’s beyond obvious with how his body is reacting and words are too hard rn, doing a final WRIST GRAB for emphasis which ends in y’all holding hands cinematically as this ends]

Rio: [my boo says I am weaving beautiful tapestries and I will not be stopped, thank you very much, and that is so correct, this girl having only just blinked back tears at the risk of truly sobbing because you remember and so does he and he said it again, actually shedding some when you end up holding hands and your only option is to kiss him to avoid him seeing that/this ending the second he cums]

Buster: [I could write an essay about how important to me it is that he genuinely listens to what his mum says and takes her advice because he truly loves her and respects her opinion in a way that so many characters do not their parents (even when it means he fucks up his life thinking rightly or wrongly he has to make a decision because it’s what she would want or to make her proud etc), I won’t write an essay about it but I COULD, instead let me just point out that this boy has not cum since before y’all met up and everything went wrong because he did not get to that day and afterwards he has not been in the mood so that would be forever to him as the extra ass horny teen he is and therefore it cannot be overstated how much jizz there would be or how dramatic he would be, I just needed to say that, also because that means the last time he did would’ve been because of her as well because they were on good terms then and looking forward to the (doomed) visit, we love that, so y’all are welcome he’ll be too distracted to notice she’s crying or immediately switch his brain back on and you can have this moment for a sec before the post nut clarity hits and ruins the vibe] 

Rio: [one day you can girl and win will be your hypeman in the back but for now we gotta get y’all done because can’t stay out here forever (unfortunately for yous) and you are going to be in SUCH a mess because you left no room between y’all for that jizz to go anywhere else, which in the now is the best thing you feel you could’ve ever done and enough to distract her from her own tears, just making 🥺 noises into this kiss because you can feel how much he just came because you can quite literally feel how covered your stomach is and you’re about it]

Buster: [thank god her stomach was exposed in her outfit so it’s going on her skin and not her clothes, both for the reasons of sensation and absolutely loving it in the moment and for the practical reasons of clean up which neither of you are remotely thinking about in the moment, Winnie says it’s april and there could be a shower which is actually a good shout because of said clean up and the absolute drama of being in the rain in the aftermath, well done ideas bear, but in the literal immediate aftermath, catch this boy breaking the kiss in the exact moment his brain has recovered enough to switch back on, barely stepping back from her in reality because he has the awareness to still wanna be hidden by the stone wall or whatever (because still semi undressed and exposed) but it suddenly feeling like they are MILES apart in comparison to how close they were, catch him putting his forearm over his eyes with as much absolute drama as when he held it to her throat during self defence earlier, in such an OTT but genuine oh god what have we/I done gesture]

Rio: [he’s a clever boy and yeah, whatever state you’re in, you’re going to make it work because you have no choice, you are a general state from the whole self-defence sesh so at least you can rely on that to be what is noticed and commented upon when you do go back, not that we were thinking about any of this, or wanted to yet but you just know the literal moment he makes that distance and you have to fight every instinct to recoil like he slapped you when he raised his arm to cover his eyes, fixing your clothes in the stilted, sad way you have to when you have to do something and that is an acceptable something for you to do]

Buster: [mhmm and when you go back looking like drowned rats drenched from the unexpected downpour that and getting y’all a towel will be what peeps focus on so you’re welcome for that, in the here and now though I’m so sorry for the absolute VIOLENT contrast of going from all that intense eye contact to him covering his eyes, that is so rude, eventually, lowering it to look at his watch because he has lost all concept and track of time (also v unlike him when every second is accounted for and structured) and feels like he suddenly NEEDS to know how long they’ve been out here alone and away from everyone, doing a sound that is more dramatic than a sigh and giving a verbal equivalence of a wince, again like oh god because it’s been too long, however long it is, likewise fixing his clothes and then running the same hand through his hair because you know the wurls are cray]

Rio: [exactement, when of course you are watching him but you’re also angry at yourself for still being sat here watching him so you push yourself off the ground, abruptly and decisively in comparison to the slow way you just got yourself fully and decently dressed again (minus the mud that you can only do so much about) ‘I didn’t want them to watch’ as you go to pick up the prop/punching bag as an indication like they’re going to know about the self-defence because it isn’t as if she doesn’t want them to know it happened at all she just wasn’t down for a spectator sport moment (for obvious reasons and the ones we’re not discussing right now), it’s clear you don’t have a lot of patience from your tone but you don’t exactly sound mad at him when you say it, still, going to push past with said prop because you are at yourself for even entertaining trying to fight this moment again, when it went so awfully the last time, shaking your head like absolutely not]

Buster: [watching her get up and saying quietly ‘that was entirely selfish’ as if she hadn’t spoken, meaning of him, in so many senses of the word (because they shouldn’t have done it for a million different ones, but also since they did do it, it should’ve been more mutual) hence there’s an unspoken apology in his tone, coming over to said prop as she’s faffing with it and picking up his hat (whether that’s off this inanimate object’s head where she left it or from off the ground if it fell off when she’s picking the prop up) putting it back on his head as that’s the final piece of the puzzle for getting himself together and everything will be fine now, standing just enough in the way that she can’t get all the way past him and has to stay and talk because you’re not trying to let her go yet]

Rio: [however much you are messing with this prop you can still hear him because it is just you two all the way out here and you can only put so much effort into such a simple task, looking at him, in a brief dart of eye contact, shrugging a shoulder neither committing to accepting or rejecting this proffered statement or the apology therein, nodding confirmation that the cap has fixed the hair issue for him ‘I’m sure your parents know great dry cleaners, even here’ like how angry can they be over your outfit, no harm done]

Buster: [shaking his head, doing an actual sigh this time instead of the almost pained sound that escaped before, his own brief glimpse of a look hitting her right on the stomach, for obvious reasons ‘I didn’t mean to take things this far, here’ the here being emphasised in his tone because he means rn, unlike how she meant it ‘you’re still drunk, you’re still-’ unable to verbalise wherever she is with Moses and that whole thing but it’s beyond obvious that’s what he’s referring to because again he can’t look at her and is instead looking down at his expensive af white trainers as if he cares about the state of them in the slightest]

Rio: [covering your stomach instinctively with your hands as if his judgment is going to bore a hole through you otherwise, flushing unavoidably too ‘of course you didn’t’ impatiently because we know it wasn’t planned ‘you don’t need to tell me’ said as if you’re doing him a favour almost, like boy, I know, I understand and I was there the whole time, you don’t need to explain this to me when I know ALL too well ‘I’m not drunk’ even though yes, I’m sure you both still are, you didn’t feel it whilst doing all that and you certainly don’t now in the aftermath, a hint of don’t worry about that in her tone]

Buster: [gritting his teeth instinctively because he’d be doing everything he could to not also unavoidably blush at making her because it wasn’t his intention to embarrass her in the aftermath or seem cunty, you can see him visibly doing the most to keep a poker face as he tells her exactly how many drinks she had and when, listing them off because he watched every one happen and was there, as if that’s casual at all, adding the alcohol units at the end, like that’s such and such many btw, which would seem like he’s being a judgy cunt but he’s just proving that she is and trying to distract her with maths from the fact he’s watched her every move all day long]

Rio: [getting distracted from his hard-won poker face by the sheer audacity of this boy, raising your brows and putting your hands on your hips like oh, really, please do continue to mansplain my whole day to me, leaving a silence a beat longer than is comfortable when he’s done as if you’re making sure he definitely is done and doesn’t want to lecture you some more ‘and how many have you had?’ because you are not sober either, which we know from watching you all day too, as you are aware because we’ve admitted to that much already]

Buster: [getting slightly distracted by how hot she looks doing that pose even if it is because she’s annoyed, especially because maybe, he is a child of baze lbr, ‘as a ballpark figure, [and telling her how many, which is less because she was caning it but not dramatically so like earlier because he was doing his bit to catch up somewhat when she was at the parade] but I process mine differently than you and a direct comparison doesn’t have any real point to it’ because he is a tall boy and she is a smol girl + all the other factors like genetics and lifestyle]

Rio: [scoffing and folding your arms now because of course he doubled down and kept going by being even more mansplain-y and patronising, in a way that does secretly deep-down amuse us but not enough in this moment that we can crack a smile to your face about it ‘Well I’m not drunk’ like I don’t know what to tell you, I’m sorry if you’re feeling the effects despite your manly man ways but I simply am not]

Buster: [‘well, you’re still-’ it’s him still not being able to finish that sentence on the second attempt for me, going to retrieve his jumper from where it fell off her shoulders when she got up, not putting it on but just holding it like mustn’t forget this ‘there are still countless reasons why doing what we just did was a terrible idea’ being what he eventually settles for so he doesn’t have to mention Moses]

Rio: [doing a big, dramatic sigh, dramatic in the sense it is not that you are being it to be facetious right now because in no mood to joke around now ‘I don’t need to hear them’ as plainly and evenly as you can muster ‘don’t worry’ gesturing like there is no one else here, we weren’t caught, no one knows this has happened]

Buster: [‘hear me out’ like a correction of what she said but there’s a softness to it as if he said a rare please like earlier ‘because, I am worried about you’ gesturing at her because he means her and not being caught or anything else]

Rio: [‘why?’ like that is genuinely the most perplexing thing you have ever heard, furrowing your brow as you try to process what he thinks there is to worry about in regards to you]

Buster: [‘come on’ quietly but insistently like he’s literally urging her train of thought to catch up and then sync up to his so he doesn’t have to spell it out yet again and make her feel like a massive victim again, because that isn’t what he wants either]

Rio: [‘that has nothing to do with what just happened’ the defensiveness unavoidable but it’s also clear that’s how we actually feel and we aren’t just saying it to cover ourself, like what do you mean]

Buster: [‘we aren’t doing okay right now, either of us’ because that’s the point he’s trying to make ultimately and what it boils down to, as much as he hates to admit that he’s struggling and it goes against his every instinct to the point that there would be a beat between those two parts of the sentence, a deliberate pause which would feel longer than it is, before he decides to admit it]

Rio: [‘so, you wouldn’t have done that if you weren’t a mess’ finishing his sentence in the least fun way, nodding like I see, pulling the hem of your top down]

Buster: [‘don’t call me a mess’ unavoidably angrily because we can’t bear the thought that’s what she thinks we are when Nancy is the messy twin and we’re the together one and we can’t and shouldn’t be falling apart, even now as we are and it’s probably cinematically starting to rain (not that heavy yet because it can get heavier for the drama) to make us messier, literally, we see you avoiding answering if you would’ve done it or not even if you don’t realise you haven’t]

Rio: [‘don’t call me a mistake’ spitting this out like excuse me, you don’t get to be the angered one here ‘this is why I explicitly asked you not to, to stop’ because we can’t and won’t hear this, raising our hands like seriously why the fuck am I still here because you just knew that you would end up hurt in some way, so push to walk away again in this dramatic rain because this is not productive and we’re not having it]

Buster: [pulling her back via a wrist grab, obvs, but a surprisingly soft one because we aren’t angry at you we’re angry at ourselves, the rain hitting the face of his watch cinematically as he says ‘you aren’t, the timing is’ because he wouldn’t regret this half as much if all the roses nonsense wasn’t fresh to death, that’s the tea, regardless of all his valid incest concerns]

Rio: [letting it happen, even if you pull yourself back a step just to make a point ‘the timing always will be’ because that’s never going to change ‘tell me a convenient time for this’ like please, let us be serious]

Buster: [‘When we’re older’ as a serious answer to this ‘if we aren’t relying on our family as heavily, it’ll be less of a blow to lose their support’ because he has a point you’re literally 14 rn and have to be under their roof, not that it’d be any easier at any age but we’re trying to convince ourselves here in this moment ‘19, once school is over’]

Rio: [when this is the first thing he’s said that hasn’t totally pissed you off/killed you inside lowkey lol, you’re still narrowing your eyes as you consider this in silence for a moment ‘okay’ because it isn’t that you disagree with this point, even if you have a different view, so you’re not going to]

Buster: [‘I’ve done the maths’ because it’s when you’re leaving to go to America essentially so you have, taking her wrist again and drawing crosses all around it with a fingertip on your other hand as you hold it, like you’re marking off days on a calendar, as you tell her how long it is, almost in a whisper that would almost be drowned out by the now harder rain because it’s such a big number and so many years away that he almost doesn’t want to say it out loud for her to be able to hear]

Rio: [watching your arm twitch into this soft touch, the hairs on your arm stand up at the contact of his fingertips whilst the falling rain had seemingly no effect this entire time, sighing sadly and quietly, possibly inaudible given your head is down and it is pouring now ‘see you in five years isn’t the sort of thing you should say to a girl’]

Buster: [likewise watching the effects of his touch as if in awe/it’s something he had no idea about until now ‘at least I won’t be telling you to dump him and forget in five minutes’ because that’s how you would feel if you gave into this organically happening now, Moses would have a bounty on his head and that ultimatum will be issued whereas in 5 years she’ll naturally have distance from it all the way time gives you ‘in America, I’ll be better, I’ll be able to be whoever I want’]

Rio: [‘that’s what I do’ like let’s not act like time is what I need or asked for because it is not and we’re not going to say we’re grateful or anything like it, shaking your head ‘there’s nothing wrong with you now’]

Buster: [‘he’s different’ it would visibly physically pain him to say it but it feels too true for him to not, not only because she lost her virginity to this man, although we all know that’s something this boy is really struggling to cope with atm, the way he might as well be saying I need and am asking for time without actually saying it, a scoffing noise, like you called me a mess a literal second ago, running his thumb over her wrist pulse point like he’s trying to detect if she’s lying when saying that, letting go when ofc he can’t]

Rio: [‘that’s about you’ tone explaining that that’s okay but stop saying this is about me because it isn’t and she doesn’t want this, stepping back when he lets your arm go, gesturing like go then]

Buster: [‘you could’ve slept with anyone’ his tone once again like no you chose him specifically and that’s very much a you issue because he’s not wrong, wild of you to go there sis and he doesn’t need a PhD to point out it isn’t a normal direction, but he’s said this all before and doesn’t want to have the fight again ‘I did’ shoutout to you mentioning your loss of virginity, you hypocrite]

Rio: [‘there was nothing wrong with me until you broke my heart but your solution is to always stop so why would I be surprised by now?’ when the bluntness of this is only realised after you’ve said it so plainly, the alcohol making you forget the need to clarify or soften that in any which way, which you absolutely would have otherwise but you can’t just rewind and amend so you go with it]

Buster: [‘then fuck 5 years, you already blame me, you’d resent me even if we waited 10, I can’t win with you now’ being equally blunt because you have to in response to hers, this is all just so upsetting and a real shitshow]

Rio: [‘there is no waiting, Buster, I think it's fucking stupid’ because we may as well be frank now that politeness accidentally went flying out the non-existent window ‘you wanted it so it happened, it’s as simple as that’]

Buster: [‘you’re stupid’ being almost shouted at her against the rain, childish but he tried to be mature by being like we should wait until we’re in a better headspace and older and that backfired so here we are, he’s just angry and upset ‘it’s fucking complicated, always, no matter what I want’ throwing his jumper at the wall, which would only make him angrier because it doesn’t achieve anything satisfying being so soft but that’s what he had in his hand and therefore what happened]

Rio: [scoffing like no shit or else we would not be here stood in the rain in this absolute mess ‘there’s never a time where you wanting me is anyone else’s business, you acting like you’re running a campaign based around the fact is the fucking issue’]

Buster: [‘no, the issue is your failure to comprehend that everyone else we’re related to is going to make it their business, or the long reaching consequences wanting you has had, and will continue to have on my life’ literally every piece of body language possible and his tone showing that he is at his breaking point with this, no notes]

Rio: [shaking her head and doing that noise of disbelief, the would be funny if I wasn’t so stunned energy ‘you can say that and want it until you’re blue in the face but I’m living proof that it isn’t remotely fucking true, they won’t see it so they won’t ever say anything, that is the sort of family we come from, whatever any of us wish’ actually walking away now with some purpose, as if you’ve only just noticed how hard it’s raining and you must get out of the wet at once]

Buster: [meanwhile, not you fully bursting into tears like the child you are but won’t ever let yourself be because everything is too much and horrible and you’re too frustrated by it and simply cannot cope any more, not caring if she knows you’re crying or not because you can’t stop it]

Rio: [feeling like the evillest person in the world still walking away but you have to because it’s your fault he’s crying (in every way you can see to blame yourself for it all, at least) literally saying the ‘I can’t’ and ‘It can’t be me’ out loud as you continue to leave, like someone else needs to help him because I am the problem here, I am the villain that has done this so I can’t be the one who picks up the pieces and cleans up the mess]

Buster: [sob it out here sir for as long as you need to, which I imagine is going to be a while because you aren’t a crier typically and this breaking point has been a long time coming considering you’ve loved this girl for years, and then return to the gaff absolutely drenched but ignoring everyone and all offers of a towel or dry clothes to find your mum and be like can we go because you don’t even have your own key to the Dublin house now that you’ve given it to Rio, once again so subtle and Bea 10000000% knows, well done babes]

Rio: [the way that everyone now knows you two have rowed and how the baze fam makes up a giant chunk of the people here so when they leave the party is gonna be half-dead, how deeply uncomfortable]

Buster: [that’s so awkward I wanna die, soz jali your first easter together as a slay couple has ended like this, I sure hope Nancy had snuck off or is no state to remember this never mind comment because he would fight her to the death rn if she said something bitchy, and at least Ava could stay with Janis if she really wanted, there’s no need for us all to suffer hun]

Rio: [honestly, at least you can be relied on to be in such a state and need to be taken home yourself because no one needs that]

Buster: [do you wanna post this because y’all clearly aren’t gonna talk again for a sec, we can decide where we wanna go next then]

Rio: [win says ruby babes, I already know]

[ingeniousmindoftune]

I am so glad there’s a new black writer writing for my sexy criminal men! I love it😍 Could I request baby daddy rio reacting to the kids letting it slip while they’re at his place that mommy has a new guy friend she hangs out with a lot & they like him?😂 you know that’s not gonna sit with his possessive self! Thank you love!

Aww thank you love.!!

Warning(s) / Excuse any errors. I did not proof read or edit this. But will redo it again once I get off work later today. I stayed up late to get this out, brainstorming. And decided I’ll work on part two when I get off work. Or while I’m at work. 🍷

Here’s Part One…..

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You and Rio were together for years. After him and his first wife and baby mama broke up, you thought this was a forever thing, a sure thing but it wasn’t. After three years together, you finally ended things.

Of course Rio didn’t take it well, and he was furious. But he let you go.

Together you have three children, twin girls who are the age of three and a one year old son. He was never sentiment on naming the kids after him, but each had his last name. To you, he was Christopher. To the world, his ex wife and his flings.. it was Rio.

You and Rio had been friends since you were teens and he came around your uncle's gym. He had become intrigued with her and he’s wanted her, ever since.  But after their not so mutual break up- they rarely speak unless it’s something to do with the kids or his occasional pop ups to see how you’re doing or try and get you in bed.

But you’ve recently put your foot down, after getting in bed with a whole other man. A man that Rio would put two slugs in without even hesitating. He was just that possessive. To him, you were his. His only. His prized gym. And no one else could have you. Not to hold, not to kiss, touch or have in bed. None of it. Hell, he was so possessive that you knew he linked your number to his phone just to check in and see if there were messages from any man so of course you had a second phone.

You didn’t know how much longer you would be able to keep this relationship a secret, considering you were in deep now. You might be falling for this guy.

“Mmm, we have to stop meeting like this,” you grin from ear to ear, pecking the lips of your boyfriend.

He chuckled, hugging your waist, picking you up. “But I like meetings like this.” You grin, “Oh yeah?” You smirk, “As much as I want to get in it with you, I can’t. I gotta release the babysitter and take the kids to see their dad, it’s his weekend.” He pecked my lip unzipping my blouse, “Oh come on, a quickie,” You bit your lip at the charming and good looking man that stood in front of you, he was just perfect to you in every way, and this suit was making him ten times more attractive.

Rio wouldn’t be caught dead in a suit.

This man was completely different from Rio, in more ways than one. You shook your head. “As much as I want to baby, I can’t go home smelling like you. The kids met you once and that was by accident, I’m not tryna introduce you to them until I know this thing is real. And let’s say, my girls are very noisy.” Your girls knew way more than the average three year olds. They were very smart. Like super smart. They would probably be in Harvard by the time they get eleven years old. They got that from you.

But of course, Rio swears they get his smarts.

“Alright,” he sighed deeply. He hated the fact you wouldn’t let him in, no matter how hard he tried. You wouldn’t let him in. But if he only knew, no matter how hard your feelings were growing for him, you were still very much in love with your first love. Rio.

God, although this man was good in bed. He wasn’t as good as Rio. Not nearly. Was he as big? Maybe, maybe not. But Rio could have you orgasming in your sleep. That’s how good of a love maker he was. Rio showed his love through sex, hell, lots and lots of sex. He did this little trick in the bedroom that would send shots down your spine, just one touch from him…

You feel it. That was Rio.

“Talk later,” you kiss his cheek walking out his office

Fixing yourself as you stepped onto the elevator. You made sure you were straight. Putting your Prada hand bag over your shoulder, you proceeded off the elevator. Putting on your shades, you walked out, your valet brought you your car. You walked around and got in your jaguar and drove home.

“Hi, Anne. Thank you.” You smiled at her.

She nods. “Yes ma’am. Anytime,” handing her pay, she left. “Mommy!” The girls came running to you, you smiled hugging them back. “Hi my beauties. Are you all ready for a stay with daddy?” They grinned nodding. “Mommy, you look so pretty.” You smiled from ear to ear, Kids always had a way of putting a smile on your face, no matter when or where. And they always told the truth.

“Thanks baby, so are both of you. Come on, get ready. Don’t want to leave your dad waiting.”

You rang the doorbell, looking around waiting for someone to answer and he did. The girls grinned from ear to ear. “Daddy!” They ran and hugged his neck. He lifted them both up kissing their cheeks. “Hi mamas.”

“Alright girls. I will see you all later.” I kissed their cheeks looking at Rio.

As you walked away, you could feel his stares. “No kisses?” You heard him shout, throwing up your middle finger, you got in the car and left to do your daily routine whenever you didn’t have the kids.

While you did your thing, he was back home with the kids. “Marco, son, take your brother and put him in the bed, make sure you put pillows behind him like I told you.” Marco took his baby brother and went upstairs, he smiled watching his girls play with the dolls he had recently got them to play with, sitting on the floor with his back against the couch.

“Mamas, I've been missing you two.”

They looked over at him. “We've been missing you too.” They smile at him before returning back to their dolls, “How your mom been?” Rio couldn’t deny how much he still loved you and hoped you two would get your shits together and get back together, but you never agreed with what he did for a living. At least not since you started having kids with him. Afraid that your kids would be without a father and that was always your biggest fear.

“Mommy’s good, she has a new boyfriend. He seems nice,” Y/F/D/N spoke.

Rio’s eyes shot up, anger built up in him and all he wanted to know was more. Who was this guy? Where could he find him? How long had you been seeing him? How come he never found out about him.

“Oh? She does?”

They both nod their head. “Yeah, he’s nice. But mama doesn’t bring him around much, she says he’s just a friend but we know better.” They giggle, he slightly clenched his jawline than laughed it off. “And you two seen him? What does he look like?” They continued to comb their dolls' hairs. “Mm, he’s tall, a little taller than you. He looks black. He has this weird hair do, and sometimes he wears suits.” He brushed his jawline, texting someone he trusted to watch the kids. His ex wife. He knew she would do right by them and make sure they were straight until he returned home.

“Thanks for doing this.” He nods.

She nodded while walking in the house. He looked back at the girls. “Daddy has to step out for a little bit, give me some kisses?” They ran and kissed them. The entire drive to your house. He tried to keep his composure. Keep calm so he wouldn’t say something that could tick you off, the both of you were stubborn and had a mouth on you. One of the reasons you two broke up.

He pulled up in your yard, your car was parked. You couldn’t been too long got home cause your hood was still not, he peeped inside trying to find any clue on this mysterious man you were seeing, walking around the side of the house; the wrap around sidewalk, he finally made it to your front door, he knocked and rang the door bell at the same time, hearing your shouts. “I’m coming! I’m coming, damn!” He chuckled low. The door swung open,

“Hey mama.”

[ventisweetheart]

Hallo! I love your writing! I realized there no rio ranger x reader here soo can i request rio ranger and kai satou separately with a clingy,touch starve reader who cling onto them 24/7 or sometime just love drawing them cuz i mean look at them- and how they react to it? :3

Rio Ranger and Kai Satou with a clingy and touch starved reader!(Separate)

Author's Note: Yes of course! I hope you enjoy, I am sorry it took me so long to get to your request but, here it is!

Characters: Rio Ranger, Kai Satou

Warnings: Ranger is a little tsundere

Genre: Fluff!

Rio Ranger

He absolutely will not show it but, he loves how you get so clingy and he doesn't know why. It just gives him a feeling that he can't quite understand.

He might tease you about it or be a little cold. He might tell you to stop touching him and being around him so much but, he really likes it. He just thinks it's weird how someone can like him so much.

If you ever go up to him and ask him for a hug or try to hold his hand in public he might look at you in disgust, its not that he doesn't like it he just gets a little shy when it's in public.

But if you two are alone then he won't mind putting an arm around you and pulling you in close to his side.

He loves you, he just won't admit it directly.

Kai Satou

Kai is not that big on physical touch. Not that he doesn't like it, he is just a little awkward about it.

If you hug him or cling on to him he might pat your head or awkwardly wrap his arms around you but, if he tries to hug you back he might be a little hesitant because he doesn't know if he is doing it right :(

If you don't mind it, in public he might hold your hand or if he is taller than you he will stand behind you and keep his hands on your shoulders so he can keep you close.

If you two are alone then he won't mind if you want to cuddle, sometimes he will give you piggyback rides around the house, he thinks it's cute and he has fun with it.

He doesn't mind that you are clingy or touch starved, if you ever need him he will be there for you and he will try to not let his shyness get in the way of it.

[ladyohdeath]

HER EYES FLICKER DOWN, and she's watching the way that wanda touches the blade, trying to examine the magic inside. it isn't going to react to her in the same way that it does to rio, but if anyone can uncover the inner workings of it, it's the scarlet witch. blood pricks at wanda's finger, dripping down as she starts to speak. she makes eye contact at the same time wanda does, and the red glow in the other woman's eyes stops her nonexistent breath for a brief moment. yes, she could destroy the universe. there are very few beings who are capable of that sort of power. for a rule-follower such as death, one who believes in cosmic balances, the scarlet witch should be a threat. she should want to control her, to ensure that she doesn't break reality.

but she's stuck, somewhere between fascination and intrigue, and her eyes only narrow slightly as she listens to her speak.

she wouldn't call it bothersome, not exactly. death, however, has seen many things in her long lifetime. nothing really surprises her anymore. even a snap of infinity stones that has disappeared half of all existence was not enough to rattle her, even if it did infuriate her. the scarlet witch was already destined to be one of those exceptions. add in that she's a young woman in a hex of her own creation, gardening and no longer under the influence of a darkhold that had held her own ex-obsession under its grip for a century... well, that's more than enough to surprise her.

wanda's hand is warm and oh so human when it touches her skin, and she wraps her own fingers around her knife, feeling the gentle thrum of power underneath it. "i'm always expecting a fight," she replies simply, and then she's shifting her knife into her other hand. quick as she can, before wanda has the chance to pull away, she's taking her hand in a cold palm, the pad of her thumb brushing over the cut. "what if i just wanted to see the scarlet witch for myself? many witches have been scared of you for centuries." she examines wanda's expression, searching in her eyes for that strength that witches in rio's own past had feared for so long. of course, it's there, but there's so much else she can see through the windows to her soul.

she maintains that eye contact, intense dark eyes locked on wanda's, as she raises the other's hand to her mouth. she's purposefully slow as she sticks out her tongue and drags wanda's finger over it, healing power closing the wound up. it hadn't been something she'd been aware she was doing, but her body has inched closer, as though wanda's presence is an orbit she's stuck in. the blood tastes warm and like iron, she'd almost forgotten this.

"as i said," she whispers back, her tone a soft hiss, very nearly not loud enough over the wind. she feels like they're on the edge of something, toeing the lines between mutual respect and mutual wariness, and it's an even ground she's missed. wanda could easily start attacking her -- and she can respect that she just might. it might even be a fair fight. she lets go of wanda's hand, and then she's raising that hand again, flicking her wrist. a flower, red as the blood she'd just swallowed, blooms into existence, and she tucks it into wanda's hair. she smirks." -- unexpected."

The smile that appears on her face is genuine, though it can be read as disbelief when the other speaks. Wanda doesn't expect the other to be truthful, mostly since the true reason of her visit wasn't exactly spelled out just yet. And despite it, she still enjoys talking to someone who isn't Stephen Strange for a change, even if it's Death herself. She makes a more interesting conversationalist, after all. Though they never met face to face before, the powerful being in front of her feels way too familiar for comfort— but comfort is what Wanda finds in the little joke shared between them, even at the expense of her own gardening skills.

"Sure, if that's what you want me to think." A twinkle in the green eye, now completely distracted when the weapon is offered to her and she inhales slowly, fingers running over the finely carved wood. It doesn't react to her in any way, and Wanda assumes it's by design; anyone wielding the soul-reaping weapon but Death herself could probably shake the balance of the universe. It reminds her of her old colleagues, Thor in particular and his hammer, and a somewhat nostalgic smile passes over her face.

The red dancing around her fingertips is back just for a moment as she gauges the magic embedded into the vines and the sharpness of the blade, but it responds in no way other than a soft hum; a feeling more of a vibration than a sound beneath her soft touch. "Interesting." She muses with a slight frown, recalling the verses on Death in the Darkhold... but nothing that would be useful to give her more information right now. And then, there's the matter of Death trusting her enough to give it to her in the first place, and Wanda doesn't understand what's going on at all; until she hears the words that snap her out of her little experiment.

"And what did you expect me to be?" Her head doesn't lift immediately, and a little hiss passes through her lips as the edge of the knife nicks her thumb— her own curiosity at fault. When her eyes finally meet the other, there's a red glow to them; the sting of the scythe-knife making her bristle. "An uncontrollable bitch ready to destroy the universe? A child-killer?" The glow of her pupils intensifies— not to intimidate but to prove a point before it fades again, making way to the smile from before. "Because you're about a year late for that. The Darkhold is gone, and so is the corruption. I won't be causing death or destruction if I can avoid it now." Or provide souls and bodies, for that matter, the way she has been in the past couple of years. No— she tries to do good things now, as much as she can. Atonement is hard enough when she still hides here within the hex.

A hex that should have been impenetrable to anyone she didn't want coming close until the woman appeared; though she supposes that Death has been a part of her so long that she accepts her presence even without consciously thinking about it. "Is that what bothers you?"

Blood droplets fall on the hilt of the knife, and she doesn't notice the way it gets consumed by the carved vines, too taken by the look on the woman's face. "Or is it a fight you were expecting? I can still pack a punch or two if necessary." she smiles; hiding the surprise at how cold the Death's skin feels under hers when she places the knife back into her hand. She's only half-joking, because she knows that not even the Scarlet Witch can take on Death; but she wouldn't mind testing what kind of damage she could do if allowed.

Stepping closer to the woman, hand still holding the knife hilt while it rests in the other, Wanda's voice drops when the question falls from her lips,

"So, which one is it?"

[hibiscuswrites]

🌺 Masterlist 🌺

‼️ = possibly triggering content

💦 = contains sexual content, not necessarily smut 

Rio 

Jealous/possessive Rio 

Domestic life 

Rio getting a call that his girl was mugged

Significant other was hurt in like a car crash or non-gang related incident

Rio's reaction to his boo strip teasing💦

Rio’s girl being pregnant

Rio meeting and falling in love with a female version of himself

Rio having his girlfriend meet Marcus for the first time

Rio taking care of his newborn baby and wife

Rio taking care of his little girl because mama is sick with the flu

Reader gets taken by a rival gang as leverage ‼️

Rio trying to win over a woman who he really can be himself with

Rio's reaction to you flinching when he breaks something or yells and what he would do to assure you that you were safe with him ‼️

Rio on his wedding day/night 💦

Rio’s girl giving him the silent treatment like after a fight

Reader it is Beth’s sister who is with Rio. She betrays him for her sister and the crew

Rio doing daddy duties/ taking care of Marcus and his new baby

Shower sex 💦

Rio’s reaction to the reader with a complicated relationship getting flirted with

One of Rio’s men steps out of line and makes a move on his SO

Rio hiring a shy nanny who he really likes to tease

Reader is frustrated by how much Rio’s been working and doesn't know how to bring it up. Reader starts acting different and eventually Rio gets her to tell him what's wrong

Rio’s baby girl calling him dada for the first time and giving him a big smile

Rio dating a younger reader

Reader & Rio going to an event where reader gets nervous and starts being overly critical of what she's wearing/how it looks on her ‼️

Rio getting hurt by a rival and his girl reacting & consoling him

You find out Rio slept with Beth and try to leave him but he cuts it off with her

Rio and a girl he is secretly in love with having to share the same bed

Rio finding a hickey on his girl that he’s positive wasn’t from him💦

Rio vs Billy 💦

How Rio would be with someone who put him and Marcus first and kept doing it until she cracked

Rio and the reader spending time with Marcus and admiring the new baby

Rio gives a little degradation after he finds you super wet, even though he hasn't touched you and he over stimulates you💦

Reader is black & someone makes a comment about her weight or her being a poc around him causing him to lash out‼️

Rio’s reaction to another man making you cry

Make-up sex with Rio 💦

How Rio would react and treat a girl he had feelings for but wasn’t yet dating who just got emergency surgery

Rio having an SO with long luscious hair and him washing her hair for her

Rio x reader where her ex shows back up in her life and tries to win her back/turn her against Rio and how Rio reacts to it

Readers boss blatantly flirting with her in front of Rio ‼️

Rio and the reader at their gender reveal or baby shower

Rio getting jealous by his S/O fangirling over a hot actor during their movie night at home

Rio’s normally very bold gf who gets shy with sexual things gets caught touching herself while watching porn 💦

Rio and Marcus picking up the reader (mom/wife) from the airport after a long trip, and they go home and spend quality time together

Rio and the reader having a romantic/sweet date night

Beth attempting to kill Rio’s SO because she’s jealous of her and what Rio would do in response

Beth making it look like Rio is cheating on reader with her. He finds out Beth planned it but reader leaves him & Rio getting revenge  

Rio with a girl who went behind his back to help Ruby, Annie, and Beth 

First time reader & Rio discuss what he actually does

Rio thinking his SO is cheating but she’s not

Rio taking care of his girl after she gets her wisdom teeth taken out

Rio saving a girl from some drunk trying to mess with her and that’s how they meet !!

Reader trying to leave in the middle of the night for a walk after a fight 

Rio finding out his girl is bi and ask of she wants to try it with him and a woman

Rio meeting the reader’s parents

You are Rio's ex/gf/ Marcus' mom/ and find out about Beth's "pregnancy"

Rio fingering his girlfriend 💦

Would ever snoop through his SO’s phone

Rio dating a clumsy girl

Drabble: Gunk kink 💦

How would Rio deal with his S/O being very sensitive and emotional

Rio with a tall reader

Rio taking his SO’s virginity 💦

Rio comforting reader who had PTSD and nightmares  !!

Strip Poker with Rio 💦

Making out with Rio would include 

Rio accidentally walking in on the girl he loves having sex with another dude

Getting back together with Rio and finding out about Beth’s pregnancy

Honeymoon with Rio

Drabble: Control your anger or you’ll have me to worry about

Working as Rio’s assistant/secretary and having a flirty relationship

Rio being friends with reader who is in a bad relationship and is very neglected by her current bf

Morning sex with Rio 💦

Beth shoots reader instead of Rio and then he thinks she's dead but she came back 

Rio with a sub SO who likes to be choked 💦

Rio and Billly share reader

Rio dating dancer reader 

Rio taking reader for her first tattoo

Quarentine with Rio

Rio with pregnant reader who doesn’t want to be a mom

Rio with shy trans mtf reader

Rio with reader who doesn’t want kids 

!! Rio getting with reader who was in an abusive relationship !!

!! Reader runs into toxic ex and Rio gets protective !!

Rio going to the club with the reader 

Reader taking care of and spoiling Rio

Rio with a pregnancy kink 💦

Reader doing the refusing to kiss your boyfriend prank on Rio

Latina reader unknowingly intimidates Beth and end up making her jealous when she finds out you’re together 

Rio shaves pregnant reader since she’s so far along that she can’t

Reader wants to post Rio on social media but he’s hesitant 

Rough blowjob with Rio💦

Rio’s reaction to someone threatening your life while out together 

Being Rio’s new employee who steals his attention away from Beth 

Rio with soft and innocent reader

Rio lets reader take control for the night 💦

Cops bring reader in for questioning and he pampers you after you stay solid

Billy Russo 

Jealous Billy

Fight and making up with Billy 

Billy’s been acting weird so his girl thinks he's cheating. She eventually can't take it anymore & he comes home to find her gone. He tracks her down and proposes 

Billy thinking his girl is cheating (She's not of course)

Rio vs Billy 💦

Billy gets reader pregnant in a fwb situation but is smug about it

Billy coming home to find you asleep on the couch surrounded by work

Billy finding out the Reader is pregnant and being delighted and determined to give his child a better life than he had

NSFW Alphabet 💦

Rio and Billly share reader

Billy worries reader will leave him if she learns the truth, but she already knows 

Protective Billy with hurt reader 

Frank Castle 

Reader has a really bad anxiety day and he’s soft with her and quiet‼️

NSFW Alphabet💦

Domestic life

Soft but still angsty “I thought I lost you” with frank after a bad night

Seeing Frank at the diner for a while before finally approaching him 

Geralt of Rivia

A kid tries to pay Geralt to kill a monster but the monster turns out to be an abusive parent‼️

Ray Merrimen

Ray’s new girl is coincidentally just in the bank he and his crew are robbing

Reader having a crime boss ex that wants reader back, and 2) finding out what Ray does and her reaction to it

Ray meeting a girl at the gym/dojo that can kick his ass, despite the size difference

Ray being your instructor at the gym would be like

NSFW Alphabet💦

Bratty reader who keeps bothering Ray while he's working on plans for the next hit because she wants attention 💦

Ray expressing how much he cares about you x plus sized reader ‼️

Going on vacation with Ray 💦

Ray’s stripper ex is trying to cause trouble in his new relationship because he moved on from her after he got out of prison

Ray’s reaction to his girl getting into a fight with someone or more like defending herself

Reader is feeling ignored by Ray so she seeks attention elsewhere, but it backfires

Ray’s totally smitten for the shy reader who doesn't think he'd be interested in her

Ray  spoiling his girl because he's nervous that he's about to propose

Ray just can't keep his hands to himself when reader is around 💦

Ray’s girl is afraid to tell him she's pregnant as they never talked about having kids

How would Ray react to his girl feeling neglected and seeking attention elsewhere

How Ray deals with reader’s male friend who tries to sabotage 

Jealous of Ray’s ex FWB, reader starts dressing and acting sexier 

Cuddling in bed with Ray

Ray taking care of reader during her period 

Reader thinks Ray’s cheating but he’s not

Reader is unsure where her relationship with Ray lies, he makes it clear she’s his

Joseph Seed 

Joseph with small and petite girlfriend

NSFW Alphabet💦

Joseph finds someone just like him, who believes in his vision and takes care of everyone, like a mama bear

Joseph's wife finding out she's pregnant

Having an atheist girlfriend 

Joseph falling head over heels for a new follower of his church

Joseph with a virgin SO💦

FC5 Misc. 

The Seed brothers learn about latina readers curly hair while in the bunker 

Jacob Seed 

Jacob with a tall girl, a blonde with blue eyes

Dom!jacob with newly subdued but bratty Dep 💦

Jacob with a chubby S/O 💦

Jacob with small and petite girlfriend

NSFW Alphabet 💦

Animalistic dom!jake with a breeding kink taking his plus-size wife 💦

Having an atheist girlfriend 

Jacob with a virgin SO💦

Jacob Seed and a super sweet/naive SO who looks harmless, but can kick ass 

Jacob and asexual reader 

Jacob taking his plus sized virgin wife’s virginity 💦

John Seed 

John dating a small, thin Hispanic girl with crazy curly hair

John with small and petite girlfriend

Having an atheist girlfriend 

NSFW Alphabet💦

John with a virgin SO💦

John secretly dating Dep reader 

Miguel Ángel Félix Gallardo

Miguel in bed (general)💦

Helping Miguel unwind after a rough day 

Miguel surprises reader after you thought he forgot your anniversary 

Miguel telling his child about how you and him met 

Nick Amaro 

Loving Nick coming home to reader after being away to work on a case 

Agent OA Zidan 

Having an interfaith relationship with OA

Plus size reader tag Black reader tag Latina reader tag

[peonysink]

Without You (Chapter VIII)

pairing: OC x Original Clone Character / OC x Rex

words: 4,1k

Warning: 18+, oral sex, some angst, feelings and tears

Summary: Ava celebrates her birthday, but the evening doesn't go according to the plan

When Rio appeared underneath the sheets, his face flushed, a smile dominating his whole face, his lips and his chin still coated in her wetness, all Ava could do was pull him closer for a tight hug. She was still trying to catch her breath and regain the feeling in her limbs, but she needed him close, the weight of his body on hers. He hugged her, and stayed that way for a while, till her breathing calmed, and then he looked at her, planting a chaste kiss on her forehead.

“I love seeing you like this” - he whispered.

“Total mess and breathless?” - Ava joked.

“No, happy and relaxed. You deserve to be like this, always, every day. And today of all days!” - Rio said as he continued to place kisses all over her face.

“You’re a big part of that, Rio” - Ava said “If I look happy, that’s because you make me happy!”

Rio stopped kissing her, suddenly looking really moved.

“You mean that?” - he asked.

“Of course I do. You mean so much to me, baby.” - now it was Ava’s turn to start kissing him, while Rio took some time to digest her words. It almost came as a surprise to him. It always did. No matter how many times Ava had told him this, it always seemed to take him by surprise. As if deep down he didn’t believe that he could mean anything to anyone. That he could make a difference in a woman’s life. Ava couldn’t really understand where that came from, that kind of insecurity and lack of self-worth, but she tried to tell him this as often as she could - hoping he’ll be able to accept it eventually.

“You mean so much to me too” - he finally said. “I still can’t believe how lucky I am to have met you.”

Ava smiled and kissed him. Rio’s kisses were different now, deeper, more confident, more daring. He wasn’t holding back anymore like he did that first time, he was learning fast, what she liked, how she liked it and he was excited to try it. Exploring Ava’s body and what it reacted to, how to touch her and how to kiss her, was his favourite thing to do. Every moment he was able to get away from the barracks he would comm her to ask her if he could come by, and then he would appear in no time and almost out of breath, taking his armour off as soon as he would enter her apartment. Rio was insatiable in his desire and passion, but also in his adoration for Ava. He didn’t seem to be able to get enough of her and her body, and Ava enjoyed every moment of it. Her confidence once so shattered now slowly awakening again, solely thanks to Rio and the way he worshipped her.

“Happy birthday” - he said, as he kissed her tenderly, and tangled his fingers in her hair, gently caressing her.

“Thank you” - Ava replied. “What a way to start the day! - she smiled.

“If it were up to me, you would start every day like this, baby” - Rio said. “But they do keep insisting that I go sleep at the barracks every now and then, damn it”. Ava laughed.

“Damn the Republic, and their stupid rules” - she joked.

“Damn it!” - Rio replied and kissed her again. He rolled off of her, and whispered in her ear: “Don’t move okay? I’m going to go make caf and some breakfast.”

“I promise, I’m not going anywhere. If you want me I’ll stay here all day” - Ava replied. Rio got up, and Ava almost gasped at the sight of his sculpted naked body. He found his shorts and put them on, and then looked at her. His hair was messy, and he looked incredibly cute and sweet - but Ava noticed how Rio was changing as well, and how his innocence was slowly being replaced by something new. That impressionable wide-eyed young man Ava first met, was now feeling and looking more and more like a mature man.

“Yeah, you can’t do that. What would a party be without a guest of honor? - Rio winked.

“Oh” - Ava said, “Is that me? I’d rather stay here with you”

“No, we are going out, and we are celebrating you, baby. After that, we’ll come back here, don’t worry, and I’ll celebrate you, over and over again.” - he leaned in and kissed her again.

“By the way” - Ava said in between his kisses, “there’s something else we need to celebrate tonight!”

Oh, yeah, what’s that?” - Rio asked.

“It's 6 months since that banquet at the city hall. 6 months since we met, babe”

—

The 79s didn’t change much. In fact, it didn’t change at all. When Rio suggested they go to “that clone club” to celebrate her birthday, Ava could see how excited he was - he’s been looking forward to going there ever since he arrived to Coruscant, and her birthday was a perfect opportunity. Ava herself hasn’t been there ever since the breakup, and truth to be told she still wasn’t thrilled about going back there. She didn’t exactly know why - all the memories were there of course, but after the past few blissful months with Rio, she thought that they couldn’t really harm her anymore. Still, as she was putting her dress on and getting ready she couldn’t help but think how she’d feel facing all those ghosts of the past again.

Rio picked her up and they took a taxi to the club. He was wearing his fancy armour, the one he wore at the banquet, and Ava thought he looked especially handsome. He held her hand the entire time in the taxi, and for a split second, Ava felt guilty for ever even thinking about the 79s memories.

They were supposed to meet D and her other friends inside, and moving through the sea of people in front of the club and inside, Rio wondered how they would find anyone there.

“What do you think of the club?” - Ava turned, finding Rio’s ear, trying to shout over the loud music.

“I feel like I’ve never seen so many faces like my own, and I just got here from Kamino” - Rio replied. Ava smiled and squeezed his hand tighter. It was a particularly busy and vibrant night at the 79s, and Ava wondered if she’d ever seen a bigger crowd in the club.

“Let’s go get a drink, shall we? I feel like D and the others are probably hanging out somewhere close to the bar.” - Ava said, and Rio nodded, still holding her hand tight. They moved through the crowd and finally reached the bar, with no sign of her friends anywhere. They waited a while since they got the bartender’s attention, and then Rio ordered two 79s cocktails.

“This is on me baby, and I don’t want to hear any objections.” - he warned her.

“Baby, I don’t like it when you spend your credits, you’re not earning any” -

“I said I don’t want to hear any objections, birthday girl!” - he kissed her cheek. She smiled, hesitantly, and nodded, knowing how much that meant to Rio. She looked  around, trying to spot D, when all of a sudden a clone approached them and put his arm on Rio:

“Rio, is that you, brother?!” - the clone said. When Rio turned, his eyes grew wider in surprise, as he smiled and gave him a hug.

“Snow, brother!” - the clones hugged, clearly glad to see each other. Ava noticed that Snow was another clone from Coruscant Guard by the distinct uniform.

“Didn't expect to see you here!” - Rio said.

“Are you kidding me, brother, I’m here any chance I get.” -  Snow said proudly, taking a sip from his glass. He glanced towards Ava, and Rio suddenly realised he forgot to introduce him to her.

“Snow, this is Ava, Ava - Snow, he is my brother but he’s from another squad. We share the barracks though.”

“Yeah, Rio here and the rest of commander Thorn's squad have the best part of the barracks, with windows and actual daylight, while me and my squad are stuck in a basement, but sure, we share barracks” - Snow winked as he shook Ava’s hand.

“Nice to meet you, Snow” -  Ava said and smiled. Snow gave Rio a curious look, expecting some more explanation about who Ava was, even though he could sense it, but Rio said nothing. Ava understood - they didn’t exactly have the talk yet, and they didn’t discuss what they officially were to each other, so she understood why Rio would want to avoid that subject in public. She wanted to say something quickly and break the awkward moment.

“It’s really crowded here tonight” - she said to Snow. “Any special occasion?”

Snow shrugged.

“Not really. A lot of Corrie guards, and the 501st are here” - he said looking around -” Whenever that lot is in town, the club is packed and the party is on!”

Ava felt like someone took a very sharp knife and stabbed her in the stomach. A thousand times. Of course 501st were there - as she looked around she saw the white and blue armour everywhere around her, something she was blissfully unaware of just moments ago. She felt like her skin all of a sudden got very tight, and that she wanted to escape - the club, the scene, the company, herself. The desire to run, just run, anywhere far away, overpowered her.

“Are you okay?” - Rio asked, noticing that she all of a sudden got very pale.

“Sure, yes, I just need to go to the refreshers, I’ll be right back.” - she quickly said and sent him a smile. Rio wasn’t entirely convinced that she was okay, but he nodded.

“Okay, I’ll be here - but are you sure you’re okay, you look very pale….”

“I’m fine, baby, don’t worry.” - she said firmly and turned away.

Snow arched his eyebrow as soon as she said ‘baby’ and looked over at Rio. It was obvious what he was going to ask Rio about as soon as she left. As she was finding her way to the refreshers, she tried to keep her eyes glued to the floor, worried she might bump into someone from the 501st, someone, anyone she knew. She could feel her chest getting tighter and tighter and her breaths shallower.

“Ava” - she heard a voice right behind her and she froze. “Ava!” - someone grabbed her arm, and she turned around terrified, only to be met by D’s confused face.

“Girl, I’ve been calling you like crazy, are you deaf?” - D said.

“No, no… the music.. is just so loud…” -  Ava mumbled in her own chin, avoiding D’s gaze and keeping her eyes to the floor.

“Are you alright, you look like you’ve just seen a ghost” - D said, coming closer to her. “What’s wrong? Where’s Rio? I was looking forward to meeting him, don’t tell me he’s not here…”

“No, no, he’s here, he’s over at the bar, talking to someone, I was just on my way to the refreshers.” - Ava stammered, trying to calm her breathing.

“Come on then, I’ll come with you” - D said, and joined her.

As they were walking towards the refreshers, pushing through the crowd, D kept talking and glancing over her shoulder to check if Ava was still following her. Ava was quiet, still keeping her eyes to the floor and trying to hide in the crowd.

“It’s funny, we were just talking how much we were excited to meet Rio”  - D said as they entered the refreshers, “and we were wondering what’s he like, and then Pat said ‘we know what’s he like, he’s just Rex with a different haircut’.” D burst out laughing.

Ava felt like that finally pushed her over a very dangerous edge she’d been balancing ever since she heard 501st we’re in town, and she couldn’t control herself anymore. She saw red, and someone had to pay for it. She turned around, her eyes finally off the ground and pushed herself in D’s face:

“HE IS NOT REX WITH A DIFFERENT HAIRCUT. HE IS A DIFFERENT PERSON, AN INDIVIDUAL!” - she yelled like D never heard her yell before. D took one step back:

“No, no, that came out wrong, honey, she didn’t mean it like that. We meant physically, just physically, I know he is a different person, of course, A, I’m so sorry!” - she put a hand on Ava’s shoulder. “We really just talked about the looks, I just.. I’m sorry, I didn’t tell that story very well, I just had two cocktails…”

“No, it’s fine, I’m just…. A bit nervous is all…” - Ava replied, feeling her cheeks blush. They were standing in a line for the stalls and she could see all the other girls glancing towards her, whispering. She was slightly embarrassed about her outburst as she could feel her heart beating faster, and she felt like her chest tightened with every breath.

“I can tell! Any particular reason?” - D asked.

“No, nothing in particular, just, I guess I’m nervous about introducing Rio to my friends is all.” - Ava lied. She knew very well why she was nervous. Her heart didn’t stop racing ever since she heard the 501st were in the town!

“If he’s half as lovely as you say he is, I’m sure we’ll all love him. No reason to be nervous. It’s your birthday, you need to have fun tonight!”

Birthday. Fun. Words that couldn’t be further from her mind.

As they exited the refreshers they found their way back to the bar, where Rio was still chatting with Snow. As he saw her, Rio put his arm around Ava’s waist, and she attempted to flash him a reassuring smile. She wasn’t sure she succeeded.

“Everything okay?” - he pulled her closer and whispered in her ear.

Ava nodded, averting her gaze and showing D to come closer.

“Rio, this is D, my best friend - D, this is Rio, and this is Snow” - Ava introduced them, still not looking anyone in the eye. Everyone shook hands, and exchanged a few words, as Ava came closer to Rio, wrapping her arm around his waist, and tucking her head on his chest. She wanted to hide, she wanted to hide from everyone in that club, from the ghosts of her past that were now chasing her, and she wanted to use Rio as a shield. She caught Snow’s curious gaze on her, as he still seemed fascinated by the fact that Rio had a girl wrapping her hands around him and leaning against him, but she didn’t care.

But it turns out you can’t hide from the ghosts of your past - whatever you do and wherever you go, they will eventually find you. And you will feel them, as the fine hair at the back of your neck will stand up and cold chills will run through your whole body. Ava could just tell. She knew. She felt it, even before he called her name. Even before she unwrapped her hands from Rio’s waist, turned around and faced those honey eyes, felt that intoxicating smell, the one she could always recognize among thousands of smells circulating in that place.  She knew it. Her body knew it. He was there. Standing in front of her.

“Rex!” - she said as she faced him, or she thought she said it but she wasn’t sure any words actually escaped her lips. Rex looked older, somehow more mature. She could see a few new lines on his face, and darker circles around his eyes. His face was firm, but his eyes were soft, fixed on hers. They stood motionless for a few moments, no one saying anything. Ava could feel that D moved slowly closer to her, and Rio and Snow quickly stood in attention, saluting the officer in front of them.

“Sir!” - they both said.

Rex didn’t even notice them for a second, and then he just nodded and saluted them back. Rio glanced over at Ava, clearly wondering why a captain was quietly staring at her.

Rex was the first to compose himself, as he realised that the situation was becoming uncomfortable and that he was crashing their party. He said hello to D, and shook Rio’s hand first, then Snow’s, introducing himself. Ava stood motionless, chills still running through her body, her heart beating dangerously fast, and a knot tightening in her stomach. It was Rex. Rex! Standing there in front of her. Majestic and tall, beautiful and calm, charming and charismatic, Rex, her Rex, her friend, her lover…

Only, he wasn’t that anymore. That Rex was gone, that Rex left her, that Rex said goodbye, that Rex hurt her, that Rex wasn’t hers anymore.

“Ava, how are you?” - she heard his raspy voice all of a sudden and realised that everyone was quiet again and that everyone’s eyes were on her.

That Rex wasn’t hers anymore.

Why did it feel like her insides were melting and the ground beneath her feet was disappearing?

She managed to nod, and probably mumble something along the lines that she was okay, till she felt her legs giving up under her. She just knew she had to run, run away and hide, hide from the reality that made her face the love of her life in front of the man who saved her from the deepest depression she’d ever experienced in her life. She somehow managed to excuse herself and say that she had to go to the refreshers again. Rio offered to go with her, but she said she was fine and that she’d be right back. She felt Rex’s eyes on her the entire time, but he said nothing. D took her hand and caught her eye, giving her a ‘are you okay’ look, but Ava nodded, and just said that she needed to be alone.

As she found her way through the sea of troopers, now finally lifting her head up, and recognizing a few of them from the 501st, she took a different turn and found herself on the way out. Leaving the club, she felt the whiff of fresh air hit her flushed cheeks, and she took a few deep breaths. Her heart was still beating outrageously fast, and she tried to calm herself. She took a few steps away from the club, passing the crowd of troopers and found a secluded place away from the noise. She leaned on the wall, as her thoughts were still racing. She realised how she must have looked, and how she’d have to explain her dramatic exit to Rio. She’d have to tell him everything, she owed him that much. But what would she tell him? Would he understand she kept something like that from him all this time? Would he understand that by not talking about Rex she was trying to protect him from the complex world of relationships and exes? Her sweet, innocent Rio, would he understand and will that realisation hurt him?

Will she lose him as well?

And then, just like that, she could feel the air around her change again and a shiver run through her body. She didn’t even have to lift her head.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you like that” - Rex said.

“You didn’t scare me” - Ava replied, her eyes still glued to the ground, not daring to look at him.

“I’ve been meaning to let you know I was back, but since I never heard back from you… I didn’t know if you wanted to know.” - she could see that he took one step closer towards her.

“How have you been?” - Rex asked.

Ava hesitated for a moment. How has she been? Did she even know an answer to that question? She thought she was fine, but clearly she wasn’t, clearly, all of it was an illusion if Rex could single-handedly change all of that, transform her into this shaking mess just by showing up, just by standing there. Just by being himself.

“I don’t know.” - she answered. “I thought I was doing well, but now… I’m not so sure.” - Ava replied honestly.

Her eyes were still on the ground, but she could feel that Rex’s eyes were constantly on her. He hesitated for a moment, and then took another step towards her.

“Ava, I’m sorry” - he said, his voice quieter, “I’ve been meaning to talk to you, I hate the way we left things off…”

“It’s okay” - Ava cut him off, feeling her heart beat faster again, not sure she could handle anything that could come out of Rex’s mouth next.

“No, it’s not okay. I shouldn’t have done that, not like that - I know that now. I should have talked to you first, I should have told you about my thoughts and my fears, I shouldn’t have just pushed you away like that, and I…..”

Ava could feel tears welling up in her eyes and she was afraid to blink and feel them roll down her cheeks. She didn’t want to cry. She didn’t want him to see her cry.

There he was, Rex, saying everything she wanted him to say, only months too late.

“Things have changed Rex…” - she managed to say, feeling the first tears roll down her cheek and dropping to the ground. She tucked her chin closer to her chest, but she knew he saw that, he was just a step away from her.

“I understand that.”

The tears were now rolling freely down her face and she did nothing to stop them. It was useless. She felt Rex take that one final step towards her, and she could feel him right beside her, she could see his chest now right in front of her eyes, she was still trying to hide from his.

“Don’t cry… please” - he whispered, and gently touched her cheek, wiping away her tears.

As he touched her, Ava felt electricity shot through her entire body and she shivered. Rex felt it and removed his hand, instantly moving one step back. As if that touch finally brought her back to her senses and reality, Ava found the strength to finally lift her eyes and look at Rex. Rex. As beautiful as always. No matter how many times she saw a clone face, his was always somehow more special. He was serious, his eyes focused firmly on her. She wiped away her tears and tried to compose herself, as she stood in silence with Rex, none of them saying anything for a while.

“Those two troopers…. Are you with one of them?” - Rex was the first to break the silence.

“Yes, with Rio” - Ava said, feeling some confidence return to her. She noticed Rex swallowed slowly, while his face stayed unchanged.

“He seems nice”

“He is!”

“How long have you two been together?” - he asked.

Ava looked away again. Been together. Is that what they were? The realisation that she might have just been using Rio for the past months just to get over Rex suddenly hit her hard. Was that it? Was that what she’s been doing? Was the pain that unbearable that she took the most innocent, sweet creature on the face of this planet and diminished him into a kriffing rebound?

NO, NO, that can’t be it! She cared about Rio. She adored every minute in his company.

“6 months. It’s kind of our anniversary tonight.” - she replied, looking at her feet once again, and not really knowing why she told him that.

“Oh” - was all Rex said. She could hear him swallow hard again.

“I should… probably go back inside, Rio and D will wonder what happened to me” - Ava finally said. That was her head talking. She knew she should go back. She wanted to go back. But she couldn’t move. She didn’t move, and neither did Rex. Her heart missed him far too much and now that it was finally close to him again, it didn’t dare to move away. To lose him again.

Rex could feel her internal struggle and without a word, he took one step closer to her again. Ava’s heart stopped beating for a split moment as she felt his hand lift her chin gently to face him. She was powerless, powerless to do anything. It felt like there was this magnetic field around Rex, and once she was caught within it, there was nothing to do but let go. Rex put his other hand at the back of Ava’s head, tangling his fingers inside her hair, and pulled her head closer to his. She could feel his hot breath on her lips as he tilted his head just slightly, looking passionately into her eyes, his brows slightly furrowed. Ava closed her eyes and surrendered as she felt Rex’s lips touch hers. Maker, those lips, those lips that made hers sore so many times, those lips she got drunk on time after time, those lips asking for permission now again, and her being powerless to resist them. She could feel his fingers tighten in her hair as he pulled her closer to him, bringing his other arm around her waist. Ava put her arms around his shoulders, feeling herself melting into his touch, into his kiss, surrendering herself to him, once again. Her heart finally finding what it longed for, but her head, her head screaming, fighting, kicking! She found the last drop of strength she had in her, and moved her lips from his, slightly pushing him away. Rex took one step back, releasing her, but his eyes still burning, looking for hers:

“Ava…” - he whispered.

“Rex… no, I’m sorry, I can’t… “ - she shook her head, repeating that over and over, also for her own sake. “I CAN’T! I have to go”.

She turned and started walking away, back to the club. It felt like her feet weren’t touching the ground, it felt like her body wasn't hers anymore, like her feelings belonged to someone else, it felt like her entire world was upside down. All she knew was that she needed to find Rio.

Was this a dream?

Rex didn’t try to stop her, but she heard him call her one more time:

“Ava!”

She hesitated for a moment, but then she stopped and turned around. He wasn’t a dream. He was there, her Rex. Tall, charming, majestic and beautiful.

“Happy birthday!”

[everlastingwhiteshirt]

kijima rio vs. touch starvation - an analysis [mood indigo, episodes I and II]

[long read under the cut] [spoilers!]

kijima rio is possibly the most enigmatic of the leading three; both mood indigo and the novelist focus on him, but neither are from his point of view. so his character has to be developed for us through the eyes of another. now one of the running themes in both series is physical touch. bl series in general tend to milk every moment when the main couple touch each other--slow motion, romantic music, prolonged eye contact, the works--but these two series forgo the special effects in favor of a more realistic filming style. they make so much less of it that it seems to mean more. this is a very good choice in kijima's case because touch, both the way he initiates it and the way he reacts, is a key insight to his character.

in the interest of chronological cohesion, we will start where the story proper starts, with mood indigo. kido and kijima meet essentially as strangers--kido has few and vague memories of kijima from their school days, while kijima at least professes not to remember kido at all. they soon fit themselves into one another's lives by necessity rather than desire. the first time they share any physical contact is after kido has suggested the possibility of kijima's writing erotica to pay the bills and kijima has refused him point-blank, near the end of the first episode. kido gives kijima's arm a friendly slap on his way past to get a beer. we do not see it happen, but we see kijima's face shift subtly from outrage to a strange despondency, even though the camera follows kido to the fridge. he seems lost, folding into himself under the weight of bleak uncertainty, for the rest of the episode. in the narration, kido says "i wanted to mess him up," but as we watch kijima we wonder whether there is anything more kido can do.

they touch casually a few more times after that, but the next encounter that changes the course of their story happens during the second episode. it becomes clear that kijima is still grieving both his father and the relationship they never had. he has spent the day drinking himself into oblivion and he is a wreck, all his defenses down, when he crumples into kido's chest and cries. kido is understandably taken aback; kijima has never sought comfort from him before. so he doesn't offer comfort, not really, beyond a tentative hand on kijima's shoulder, but he sits still and lets kijima take what he can get. (progress?) the next morning, a wretchedly hungover kijima is sitting in front of breakfast kido made--possibly the first real food he’s eaten in months--when we see him fall in love. it isn’t a happy moment but it’s there. i firmly believe that the moment kijima realizes he’s being taken care of, the way he feels about kido begins to affect the way he lives his life. for better or worse, there is no going back.

the next encounter makes for an interesting examination. kijima is shocked and hurt that kido would promise him as an apprentice to mr. gamouda without consulting him first and says so. kido, with one eye on a transfer to kyodensha and a reconciliation with his girlfriend, tries to convince him in any way possible. now we have to remember how their individual experiences of the story differ here; as far as kijima knows, they have only really touched each other casually so far. their physical relationship, so far as it goes, is firmly platonic, regardless of the change in his feelings. kido, on the other hand, spent an evening with drunk kijima practically in his lap on the bathroom floor, so the touch barrier is a little further down on his end. yet he has given no indication that he sees kijima as anything more than a friend. so when he seizes kijima’s hand in both his own and begs him to give the apprenticeship a chance, he is still only asking, but kijima reads this gesture as an immediate and irrevocable shift in their relationship. he is already in love. i don’t think it is too far-fetched to assume that kido’s touch gives kijima the faintest wisp of hope that maybe kido might someday be in love with him too. and of course kijima is not used to hope, and he doesn’t know what to do. is it any wonder that by the end of the episode he is willing to do anything, anything at all, to get kido what he knows kido wants?

[breanime]

Bre’s Boys Preference: How They React to Another Person Checking You Out

Caspian X: He tries to play it off, his displeasure at the other man’s attentions to you, but you can see it on his face. If he’s especially unhappy, he’ll put an arm around you as you walk, or kiss the top of your head as you talk, just subtly showing that you’re with him, and that he’s with you, and if he senses even a hint of discomfort from you, he won’t hesitate to step in. 

Logan Delos: Like, he gets it... You’re hot as hell; he stares at you all day long. And also, it’s Logan--he is eye candy personified, so he understands that you’re gorgeous and people are going to check you out, but he’s also like “she’s with ME”, so Logan will put a hand on your ass while the person is checking you out, and when the person starts getting uncomfortable, Logan will turn and toss him a wink...because he’s a little shit.

Billy Russo: Ohhhhh, he does not like that shit at ALL. His dark eyes are narrowed as he watches the guy watch you, and the more he stares, the angrier Billy gets. If he’s at an event and has to maintain a certain image, than he’ll settle for just keeping you close, maybe making a point to touch you a little more to show that you were with him. But if it’s just on the street, and his patience has reached it’s max, Billy is going to straight up look the guy in the eye, stalking over to him like the freaking panther he is, and calmly, but lowly ask “you got a problem?” And the offender would deny any problem and scurry off. Billy, however, takes note of what direction he goes off in and memorizes his face for later use...

Jax Teller: Cocks an eyebrow, smirks, swaggers right up to the guy and says: “You know it’s rude to stare, bro”. The guy will probably try to save face, but Jax ain’t having it. He’ll tell the guy to keep his eyes to himself, or he’ll have to deal with Jax. All the while, he never stops smirking down at him. 

Angel Reyes: “Yo, you got a problem? What you lookin’ at, homie?” Walks over to the guy in three big steps, gets all in his face. “Nah, nah, don’t try to walk away now, I saw you lookin’ at my girl, wassup?” Angel is NOT letting it go, like, he’s understanding (to a point) in a quick, cursory glance, but he hates when guys straight up stare at you, undressing you with their eyes. He doesn’t bother making it a point that you’re with him, he straight up questions the guy as to what his problem is. “Ok, well, on your way out, don’t forget to apologize.” he says, glaring over at him. The guy stammers out an apology to Angel, and Angel laughs. “Nah, not to me--to her.”

Coco Cruz: He’s immediately on edge. His whole body tenses up, and anyone within a mile’s radius can feel the shift in the air as Coco stares at the guy staring at you. Think of a cat with it’s tail up and all the hairs standing up--that’s Coco. He glares, unblinking, at the guy for several moments before the guy takes his eyes off of you and notices. Then the dude is backtracking quick, trying to pretend he was looking past you or getting out his phone and looking away. Depending on his mood, Coco might just drape an arm around your shoulder and continue to glare at the guy while you go on about your business, or he might go over to the guy and get in his face. “Yo, you keep lookin’ at my girl, it’s startin’ to piss me off, homie. We got a problem?” Either way, you’re getting f***** that night when you get home. 

Miguel Galindo: He’ll arch an eyebrow, turning his entire body to watch the guy watch you. He’s actually a little amused, like, this guy is staring at you like you’re a Goddess--and you are, but you have no idea that the guy even exists. He’ll watch the guy for a while before walking over to you, and he’ll press a soft kiss to your cheek as he puts his hand on your waist, and when he does, he flashes both the fancy watch on his wrist, and the sterling silver gun on his hip. The next time he looks up, the guy is gone. Miguel will make eye contact with Nestor, who will shake his head and smile, and as the day goes on, Miguel keeps count of all the envious looks he gets from men because he--and no one else--has you on his arm. 

Nick Amaro: Yes, Nick is a detective. Yes, he is a professional. Yes, he is a father... But he’s also a Crazy Jealous Guy. So when he notices guys staring at you (and oh man, he notices), he tries to keep it together, he really does. But he hates the idea of men looking at you as an object, and he hates the fact that they’re probably thinking dirty thoughts about the woman he loves. So Nick will usually stay close to you, glaring over at anyone who stares for too long. Sometimes he’ll look over at the guy and just ask “you need something, man?” and that will get him to go away. Other times, Nick will just loudly point out that he’s a cop in a totally casual comment, and that gets the guys to scatter. 

Johnny Tuturro: He’s a tie between amused and annoyed. Like, he gets that he’s with a fine ass woman, and he can’t blame people for staring--hell, he did his share of staring at you before you were a couple--but it rubs him the wrong way when people are staring too hard. But Johnny has to deal with a lot of violence and nonsense in his job, so his solution is simple: just be there. He’ll stay with you, enjoying your company with his arm around you, making you laugh and keeping you close, and usually that deters the starers. Either way, he gets to put his hands on you, and he’s always down for that. 

Rio: Ohhh. The King of Pettiness is amused. He stands with his hands in front of him (you know what stance I’m talking about), with his head titled a bit to the side and a smirk on his lips. Rio knows you’re a beautiful woman, he knows guys (and girls) are gonna check you out, but most importantly--he knows that you’re his, and that you’re loyal to him. So he ain’t worried. After a while, though, he can’t help but show off. Like, he has you. He played the game of love, and he WON. He got you! So Rio will swagger over to his, his steps calm and cool, and just stand in front of you. As he talks to you, his voice low and intimate, he’d reach up and caress your face--just a soft, possessive gesture that would make anyone watching now that you were off-limits. Of course...the tats and general look of “don’t fuck with me” he has also helps make his point, TBH

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A Job Just For You

Rio (Good Girls) x Reader

I’ve started watching Good Girls on Netflix and haven’t been able to stop thinking about Rio and how goddamn hot he is so I wrote something... I’m looking to make a part 2 so let me know!!

Warnings - violence, steamy, no smut yet.

                                                       XXX

Your phone rang, making you jump, snatching your phone from the bedside table you quickly scan the Caller ID – Unknown.

Signing heavily, you know exactly who that is, “Hello?” you spoke in the phone.

There was a short silence before a rough, Spanish voice spoke back, “Hey mama, I think we need to have a talk.”

Your heart sank to your stomach, quickly checking around for your boyfriend, Danny. You hide in the ensuite bathroom, locking the door behind you and putting a towel at the bottom of the door to minimise anyone overhearing you. “Now isn't a good time for a chat, Rio.” you replied sharply, carefully blotting the busted lip and examining your soon to be bruised cheek Danny had just given you, hissing in pain at the sting.

“This isn't an negotiation, I've got a job for you.” he orders.

“Fine, I'll text the others.” you say.

He lets out a gentle chuckle, “No ma, just you.”

Your heart stopped for a moment, “Why?”

“No questions, I need you to go pick up a package, the directions and what you'll need to say are in your car.” And then he hung up.

“Fuck!” you groan, you can't ignore him, that how you ended up doing half the shit you'd done. Storming out of the bathroom, you grab your bag and car keys before sneaking downstairs, Danny is passed out on the sofa, a empty bottle of booze sat next to him, you thought about killing him but quickly shook the idea from your mind as you slip out the door, completely unnoticed.

The job was relatively easy, by now you had gotten used to having guns pushed in your face, you'd picked up the package and loaded it into your car, but as you drove back to the warehouse to meet Rio, you noticed a police car tailing you, the pain in your head and face suddenly disappeared as adrenaline shot through you at a dangerous pace. And it wasn't long until the lights and sirens pulled you to a stop at the side of the road.

“License and registration.” the female cop asked, her voice stern.

You smiled and handed over what she needed, your finger drummed on the steering wheel as she flicked through your documents occasionally peaking up at you and asking you questions that weren't particularly interesting to remember.

“What's in the trunk?” she then asked out of the blue, handing back your forms.

“Just some boxes and other bits,” you smile.

The officer nodded, “Will you please open the trunk.”

If you thought the amount of adrenaline pumping through you before was dangerous, you were surprised you are still conscious after the amount your body just released. You swallowed thickly and opened the trunk, holding your breath as she rooted through the items in your trunk before closing it and coming back to your side.

“Sorry for stopping you, routine check,” the officer apologised before smiling, “Have a safe night.”

Swallowing down the vomit that crawled up your throat, you watched the police car drive away into the distance before you started your car again and headed towards the warehouse, anger filled you as you pulled in front and killed your car, opening the trunk and sift through the boxes collected.

Nothing.

They are empty.

A small chuckle pulls you from the boxes as Rio leans against his car, a smug smirk on his face.

“You asshole.” you spit, slamming the trunk shut.

He pushed off the car as you stormed towards him, “Come on now – ”

The noise of your fist connecting with his face accompanied by your heavy breathing echoed through the silent night. Rio hardly reacted to your punch, he simply looked back at you, licking the blood from his lip, almost seductively and let out a small hum in appreciation. Suddenly, his eyes darkened and he grabbed your throat harshly, marching you backwards until your back hit the side of your car.

Swallowing tightly against the palm of your throat, you just stared back at him. His breathing was rugged, your stomach tightens in a strange knot and you can't help the heat erupting between your thighs. Rio studied your face closely, there was something about you that Rio couldn't put his finger on, usually he was great at reading people, their body language and their tone of voice, but you, he couldn't figure out and fuck, it frustrated him.

You were different from the other girls – especially your sisters, Annie and Beth – sometimes he wondered if you were even related when he saw you all together. They were, for lack of a better word, plain. You were spattered in a array of tattoos, but non you couldn't hide, your hair was coloured a dark blue with piercings decorating your ears and a silver hoop through the side of your nose.

And even with his grip on your throat tightening, you didn't look scared.

Rio's gaze dropped to your lips, he wanted nothing more than to see how you tasted but then he noticed the deep cut on the side of your plump bottom lip, “What happened to your face?” he asked, his spare hand gently touching the areas around your lip and cheek tenderly.

“Careful, Rio,” you smirk, a corner of your mouth turns upwards, “I might start to think you care.”

The gangster tutted at you, “Was it the lowlife drunk you call a boyfriend.”

raising an eyebrow, “How do you know I have –”

“Don't worry about that sweetheart,” he hummed leaning in close, his lips graze just below your ear on your pulse point, you could feel him smile against your skin as your breathing hiccups at the slight contact, “I'll be seeing you real soon.”

Within a split second, Rio released your throat and moved away from you, walking back to his car confidently with his signature smirk still plastered all over his face.

                                                          XXX

“Earth to Y/N.” a voice suddenly cut through your daydream bringing you back to reality.

Blinking a few times you look up to see Beth standing in front of you, holding out a large glass of white wine, you smile and apologise, taking the glass and have a large gulp, the alcohol soothes your nerves. You hadn't told the girls about what happened with Rio but you did tell them what happened with Danny, Annie of course offers to kick his ass which you decline too.

For a while you all chatted about normal life, no money laundering, no dumping of dead bodies or selling cars for cheap, just normal life – what's happening with their kids, how Ruby's daughter is getting on with her new kidney, it was nice to feel just regular again, but it never lasts too long anymore.

Your phone beeped in your pockets, it's a message from Danny – Get home now.

Chewing the inner part of your cheek, you steady your heart rate as you say your good nights to the girls and head towards home, the alcohol had taken effect causing your body to heat up and your heart pick up it's pace. After unlocking the front door, you grasp the key in between your fingers.

“Honey, we're home.” a familiar voice echoed through the flat, “We're in the dining room.”

Oh fuck, you thought as you dumped your bags at the door and walked through to see Danny and Rio sat at the end of the table, Rio is plastered in bruises and blood but he's nothing compared to Danny who's right eye is swollen shut, his lip is busted and bleeding from a large collection of cuts. On the table was Rio's golden gun.

“Are you here to kill us both?” you ask, dropping your phone onto the table.

Rio smiled, “No babygirl, I'm here to give you an opportunity, I ain't killing nobody.”

The man stood up and walked over to you, collecting the gun on the way past, as he stood in front of you, his breath fanning your face as his eyes gobble up your image, the low cut top you're wearing gives him a perfect sight. His hand grazes your bottom lip, examining the slowly healing cut before moving to look at your cheek.

“I'm going to teach you,” he whispers in your eat, passing over the gun into your shaking hands, he slips behind you, the front of his body pressing into your back, Rio's hand grabs your hip as your ass grazes against his crotch, you can feel him tense behind you as he moves your hips to correct your stance, cupping his hand around yours he raises the gun in front of you, then the hand on your hip trails up the side of your body, across your chest to your chin were he moved your head so you were looking right at Danny.

His warm lips graze against the shell of your ear, “And now all you have to do is pull the trigger.”

Licking your lips, you hold the weight of the gun by yourself, your chest tightened as you aimed the gun at Danny, your hands shook. It was the first time Rio had seen a serious emotion on your face, a single tear trailed down your cheek as you drop the gun to your side.

“I can't, I want to but –”

“You’re a loser? A weakling, someone who everyone can walk over?” Danny yelled across the room, cutting you off.

You could feel Rio tense in anger behind you, but he stayed quiet.

“You think he's going to do anything for you?” Danny laughed, “You think he cares? No one cares about you!”

Everything just slowed down, you sniffed back the tears as your breath got caught in your throat, the sound of Danny yelling, you and Rio breathing turned into white noise, just a high pitched screech blocked out everything, except the sound of a gun going off.

The shattering noise brought everything back, you don't feel the pain in your arm for a few seconds, you just see blood and Danny's dead body slumped on the floor of your kitchen. Rio stepped round the side of you, a subtle smile on his lips.

“Well done mama,” he purrs as he takes the gun from your ridged hand and places it on the table, you find yourself unable to move from your spot, no feeling engulfs you, you just stand perfectly still. Rio kept a proud smile on his lips as he stands in front of you, pushing a strand of hair from your face, his chest heaving heavily in arousal.

Without any warning, you grasp the back of his neck, slamming his lips into yours.

                                                       XXX

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