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binunus · 4 years ago

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college bf!bin

a/n the duality of this man??? i’m deceased...anyway i did not think this would go this long but uh my hand slipped...happy birthday binnie!

word count: 5k

genre: fluff, smut, (tiny) angst _________________________________________________

ugh yo

bin is so??? infuriatingly hot??? yet cute at the same time

major: exercise science

and because I love mermaid prince/the beginning, he’s been on the swim team since first year college

swam varsity starting his second year

besties with eunwoo, they were roommates their whole college career

alright so bin loves making friends

he’s so playful and talkative once you really get to know him

but his aura?? tbh very intimidating

like he has an rbf and just like he’s so tall, broad shouldered, built, like he just carries himself very strongly that you will get intimidated when you first meet him

very well known in the university

literally has a professional photographed banner of him hanging in the athletic building with the gold medal he won freshman year

a little embarrassed about it

not really, only when the boys (as in literally the other five) tease him

myungjun: woOoOw bin that guy on the banner really looks like you, don’t you think?

rocky: we geeeeet it you’re a star athlete

blah blah blah you know the vibes, they’re endearing

so how do you meet bin?

basically you’re a friend of a friend—you’re eunbi’s (sinb) friend

you’ve only met bin briefly from time to time, but otherwise you never really had any reason to get acquainted with him

your only encounters of him are when he wants to annoy eunbi and she immediately puts him in his place

but then suddenly in the spring semester of your 2nd year, you and him are in the same 8 am

a boring statistics gen ed class that everyone needs to take in order to graduate

you were running a bit late during the first class meeting—you woke up 30 minutes after your alarm and literally rushed out of your apartment—you made it to class with 2 minutes to spare

most of the seats were filled up already, except that one seat in the back left corner by the window next to the one and only moon bin

oh would you look at that

you felt a bit relieved honestly, you didn’t know anyone else in that class so at least you saw a semi-familiar face

he grinned at you when you sat down

“hey y/n”

you were a bit taken back, “you know my name?”

he laughed a little, “yeah of course, you’re one of eunbi’s really good friends, why wouldn’t I know your name?”

before you could respond, the professor started class and ceased your conversation

one thing you realized as the weeks start to go on

you and bin could not give any two fucks about statistics

no offense to stats lovers

every 8 am on mon/wed/fri, neither one of you would pay attention in class

you both enabled each other to not pay attention basically

so when the professor announced the content and date for the first exam

you and bin literally looked at each other with the same expression

you were both fucked

after class was dismissed, instead of the two of you quickly packing your things and fleeing the room immediately, you both lagged a little bit

you: so...do you know anything that’s going to be on the exam?

bin: uh...no? y/n you’re literally right next to me, you know I don’t do jack shit in this class

you: well fuck, how are you gonna study then bin?

bin: I was probably gonna ask my roommate to help me, he passed with a 96 when he took this class

you give him the best puppy dog eyes you could muster up, you lean in and clasp your hands together like you’re praying

“can he help me too...? please?”

bin’s eyes go a lil wide bc you were a bit closer than he was used to and shit was his heart racing rn?

bin: uh...yeah...sure, i’ll text you to come over when we’re gonna study

you beam at him and like in your excitement you give him a hug

“thank you thank you thank you! i literally cannot fail this class. I’ll see you on friday bin!”

with that you grabbed your bag and just left, leaving bin shocked

he’s surprisingly a shy boy okay!

he always thought you were cute from when he first saw you hanging out with eunbi, but ofc he never thought any more of it

until you guys had this class together and he started to think every day, that wow you are really cute

bin texts you the next day

coincidentally, eunbi texts you too

bin: hey this is bin, if you’re free in an hour my roommate’s gonna help me go over the material in ch. 1

eunbi: why did bin ask for your number

you to bin: yes! send me your addy and i’ll be there :)

you to eunbi: we’re in the same stats class lol and we’re gonna study for our exam next week

eunbi: lol moon bin studying? you might wanna bring some wine with you for emergency y/n

you: lol what do you mean by that?

eunbi: binnie hates studying, but good luck!

ahh, eunbi becomes unhinged when it comes to bin

but you know it’s bc they’re that close, they’re literally childhood best friends, more so like siblings

still, studying w him couldn’t be that bad right?

spoiler alert, it went alright

you felt bad showing up to bin’s apartment empty handed so you picked up some coffee before you arrived

you officially meet bin’s roommate, eunwoo, and you’re floored for like 2 minutes bc literally how can a man like him be real?

cue bin being a bit jealous bc yeah he knew his roommate’s perfect but like damn did you have to be affected by him too :(

eunwoo’s a good teacher alright? you actually understood the material from him

you: idk what eunbi’s talking about, you’re actually not that bad at studying bin

bin being offended: oh god what did eunbi say about me

eunwoo smirking: maybe it’s because you’re here y/n, bin usually doesn’t focus this much when it’s just me trying to help him

you: ???

bin in his head: i can’t trust anyone huh

before you left his place, you and bin planned to meet up and study one more time before your stats exam

it was just you and bin this time

although you’d never admit it, yes you tried to look good for meeting up with him

yeah he’s a friend?? at least you think you were at that level?? but still, he’s a cute friend and you really didn’t want him to see you looking crusty

you and bin end up studying for a whole 5 hours

granted, half of that time you two were messing around, eating food, trying to procrastinate for as long as you could

bc even though you two had a good handle on the material now—thanks to eunwoo—you both still hated statistics

you knew bin started to get more comfortable with you bc he started teasing you

it made you happy hehe so ofc you started to quip back at him

not at the intensity that he and eunbi do but it’s enough for you :)

he walks you back to your apartment after your study session

wow what a gentleman

bin waving bye at your door with the cutest smile: see you in class y/n :)

mayhaps your stomach did a little somersault

anyways

on the day of your exam you were freaking out

you have test anxiety ah ha ha

you woke up at 5 bc you were paranoid about being late to class

you’re like hastily looking over the notes again when you get to class like are you really prepared omg you’re psyching yourself out hella

bin comes in with 2 cups of iced coffee and he’s like woah are you okay

you: i woke up at 5 bin, idk if i can do this omg

you are like visibly in distress rn and he feels like a pang in his chest

he was gonna mess with you and say like “bet im gonna get a higher grade than you” but he smartly decides against it

instead, he just takes your hand and gives it a little squeeze: y/n, take a deep breath. you’re going to do great, you studied your ass for this and we both know that you got this material down—even eunwoo hyung said you were gonna ace this exam. just trust your instincts, okay? breathe with me.

he was staring at you so intently and genuinely when trying to calm you down

your anxiety yeeted and suddenly you felt shy

you: th...thanks bin...

bin was worried about you while taking the test rip, he kept secretly glancing at you (while also trying not to make it look like he was cheating) just to make sure that you were okay

he walks you to your next class after you both finished your exam

bin: you sure you’re okay? you said you woke up at 5, did you even eat breakfast? let’s get food after your next class.

you were feeling better after the test but like you got so endeared at his fussing

yes you and bin got lunch that day

your exam results were uploaded the next day

you immediately called bin: I GOT A 95

bin: i told you that you would ace it! i got a 90 hehe

you: bin i literally owe you and eunwoo my life, lemme buy you guys food or something

you hear a little bit of bickering over the phone and suddenly you’re talking to eunwoo

eunwoo: i would love some sushi, but since bin can’t eat seafood, why don’t you come watch his swim meet this weekend :)

you: o...h...o-okay yeah i’d love to watch, what time is it? :)

eunwoo: it’s saturday at 10 am

you: okay! i’ll see you there bin

bin already planning on drop kicking eunwoo

cha eunwoo—best wingman™

you basically beg eunbi to go with you to bin’s swim meet

eunbi: i know bin can swim, why do i have to watch him flounder around under water

also eunbi: faster bin! don’t you fucking dare lose!

bin places first this meet

are we shocked? no

okay you mentally prepared yourself for seeing him shirtless, but clearly you didn’t prep enough bc you’re on the cusp of drooling when you’re watching him from the bleachers

and let’s face it, you’re not subtle and eunbi knows everything so she’s literally closing your jaw for you and like messing with you

eunbi: y/n, you’re really sure you like bin? he’s a good guy but c’mon, i think you deserve better

you: since when did i say that i like him ???? and what do you mean ??? i think he checks...all the boxes...for me...

eunbi: maybe it’s bc i’ve known him since when he used to wet his pants so i don’t understand why people are attracted to him, but like...really, you’ve been checking him out since he removed his shirt. even the ref can see that you’re simping over him

you and eunbi meet up with eunwoo and the rest of bin’s friends—that you haven’t met yet but know of

jinjin: oh so you’re the y/n that bin’s been talking about *wink wonk*

baby you’re blushing

even more so when bin comes up to your group

mmm middle parted wet hair, muscle tee and white sweats, towel around his shoulders

he’s so hot ???

you’re all congratulating him blah blah, but like bin keeps glancing at you and all you can do is just smile and like nervous laugh

sanha: y/n! eunbi noona! you should come eat with us to celebrate bin hyung’s win

eunbi glances at you, little smirk on her face: i have plans, but i know y/n’s free! bin you make sure they get home safe after y’alls dinner plans :)

hwang eunbi—best wingwoman™

dinner with the boys was chaotic, you were talking and joking around with them as if you didn’t just meet them today

*you about to get your wallet*

bin, not even able to look at you: it’s okay y/n, i got you this time

cue the boys teasing

astro: kings of making fun of each other

rocky as the group is splitting up: walk y/n home safely hyung :) don’t stay out too late

bin: sorry about them, they’re a bunch of loud idiots...ah haha...

the walk back to your apartment is actually pretty sweet

he didn’t know if you would actually come watch his meet or not but he was excited when he actually saw you

you talk about small random things about yourselves, but it’s not like useless information, you bet that both your subconsciouses are keeping track of whatever y’all are talking about

you give each other a “friendly” hug goodnight...that lasts like a minute or so

and while you’re hugging, bin just can’t help but think that wow you fit so perfectly in his arms

and on the other hand, you’re thinking he feels so warm? so safe? you don’t want to pull away?

but ofc the hug has to end and you’re thanking him for walking you home and he’s like glued to his spot waving goodbye sweetly and waiting for you to go inside so that he knows you’re safely in your apartment before leaving

bin sighing dreamily as he walks back to his and eunwoo’s place

eunwoo waiting on the couch with a glass of water: how was your date ;)

bin: it wasn’t a date, i just walked y/n home

eunwoo: yeah, but you want it to be a date

bin: ...shut up

god why is the pining stage so long

alright everyone knows you and bin like each other

it becomes pretty obvious after the swim meet

you and him fall into this little routine of switching who buys coffee for your 8 am

and then he’d walk you to your next class afterwards

you both still don’t pay attention in stats, sorry

but that means more outside study sessions dates

you come watch his swim meets, whether astro’s there or you’re just watching by yourself

and then you and him get lunch?? early dinner?? right afterwards, it depends on whenever his meet ends

but like??? neither of you have confessed your feelings for each other

even though you both have like a little hint that yeah the feelings are mutual

you and bin are literally like this for 3 months, like damn the semester is almost over

eunbi and eunwoo are tired of your shit, they’re both just like: when the fuck are they getting together? we’re sick of this.

alright so the masterminds literally pay one of eunwoo’s friends from his major to ask you out while you’re studying with bin

let’s do mingyu why not, he was in your korean history class last year

you and bin are in the library, half studying half goofing off per usual

eunwoo, eunbi, and mingyu are at the opposite side of the floor

mingyu: u sure bin won’t clock me for trying to ask out y/n

eunwoo: probably not??

eunbi: just do it please

mingyu giving them both the finger before walking up to your table

“hey y/n...i was wondering if you’d like to get dinner with me...as a date?”

you: o_o huh?

mingyu: i always thought you were cute from when we had class together last year, but i never had the balls to ask you out or anything...you’re not dating anyone, right?

you glance at bin to find that he’s already looking at you with an expression that you don’t really know how to read

you: um...well no I’m not-

bin: actually, we’re dating so y/n can’t go out with you mingyu, sorry.

mingyu’s not even phased, he just gives you a thumbs up and then leaves

you’re confused like literally what is going on—and then you process what bin said and you whip your head to look at him

bin: sorry i said that...i just felt...jealous i guess when mingyu asked you out

you: I wouldn’t have said yes anyway...I sorta like someone else

bin: fuck it, the topic already came up...y/n I’ve liked you for a while now but uh...I don’t know I guess I was scared to tell you because I’m scared of rejection

you just laugh, but not mockingly! more like bin you’re so cute wtf

“bin, why would I reject you when I’ve literally been into you for the past four months?”

it’s safe to say that you and bin officially began dating after that

eunwoo texting in their gc: bin and y/n are finally together

myungjun: fucking finally

bin: how...did u know that eunwoo...?

*eunwoo has left the chat*

alright but bin’s charm?? flirting?? teasing?? sweetness?? up 1000%

bin is touchy y’all, in private his hands are always on you, whether it be sexual or not sexual is up to you

he restrains himself in public ofc, the most he does is put a hand on your waist or hold your hand

eunbi threatens bin early on in your relationship: bin you’re like my brother, but y/n’s one of my dearest friends and if you as much make them cry i will kill you

ofc bin is still eunbi’s punching bag, but when you three are hanging out, he’s dramatic and acts like he’s hurt so he’s like whining to you

sometimes you play along and coo at him like: aww binnie, where does it hurt baby?

other times you’re like: you really think i believe that?? with the size of your biceps??

eunbi: excuse me while i vomit

okay but binnie? bestest sweetest boy

yes he looks all big and intimidating

but he’s soft—especially for you

your nicknames for each other are either “bub” or “baby”

yes will join in making fun of you with the boys, but when you start pouting he’s a goner and will defend you

bin is also a big cuddler, but i mean you’re not complaining hehe

he’s the big spoon, no questions asked

okay but being in bin’s arms is like your favorite place in the world

his frame literally just envelopes you and all you can feel and smell is him and it’s so??? content, you feel at home with him

you feel bad in the morning bc like his arm has to be sore from your weight so you try to like get out of his grasp, but he literally just whines and hugs you tighter

okay but just imagine you and bin napping and his arms are around your waist, his nose is buried in your neck and he wakes up like nuzzling his face in your shoulder like a puppy

im soft

one week you’re staying over at bin’s apartment and then the next week he’s staying over at yours, the cycle goes like that

if you’re one of my ladies with a ~vagíne~, he will buy all your cravings and your tampons/pads, literally anything you want that week, it is yours

doesn’t really get jealous now that you two are official, he knows that you’re his and he’s yours

you two lightly bicker like friends, but you’ve never had a terrible fight before

you were really close to though—or...like you did?? but it was resolved really quick

one of the only problems of bin is that he hates showing weakness and it takes him a whole lot to truly fully 100% be vulnerable with someone even if it’s someone close to him

he pulled a muscle in his arm and it cost him one of his swim meets

he had to go to rehab for like a month and you knew that mentally he’s been off bc of it

you try to ease talking him into telling you about how he’s really feeling but he just kept dodging the subject

one night after one of his rehab sessions, he came back to your place and you’re just like

“hey bubbie, how was rehab? how are you doing?”

and he just snaps at you: stop asking me how I am, y/n, it’s getting really annoying

you’re taken aback, like what the fuck where did that come from?

your eyebrows furrow and you cross your arms bc you are not going to get spoken to like that

“so me worrying about you and wondering how your recovery’s going is annoying? that’s what a partner is supposed to do, moon bin. what’s going on with you?”

bin: you’re being suffocating! it’s the only thing you ask me about nowadays, sometimes I—

oh boy you got mad

you: I ask you because I know you’re not telling me things! I know you’re suffering by yourself and I want to let you know that I’m here for you, I want to help take some of the pain away or at least help you deal with it because I’m your partner! but how can I if you can’t even let me in?? we’re fucking dating moon bin, we’re supposed to go through rough times together. and you call me suffocating...?

bin’s silent and he’s looking at the floor

you sigh, tears are building in your eyes because you’re frustrated and a bit hurt by what he said, and your voice cracks when you speak again: if i’m suffocating you, then you should leave. text me or something when you can breathe again, I don’t know.

there’s a bit of spite in your words, hidden by the pain

bin sees the tears rolling down your cheeks and that’s when he knows he fucked up

he’s never seen you cry before—besides like from a sad movie or something

so like the fact that he made you cry and hurt you with his words? damn he hates himself rn

he immediately wraps his arms around you, and you like try to push him to get away bc why is he hugging you? didn’t he just say that you were suffocating? why is he confusing

bin: baby, I’m sorry...I shouldn’t have taken out my frustrations on you, you’re not suffocating me I promise...you’re right about everything, I should be sharing things with you and telling you how I’m really feeling...I’m sorry.

you don’t say anything and just like sniffle and he picks you up and brings you to your bedroom and then he just lets it all out

he tells you how rehab is hard and like yeah his muscle pain is going away, but he doesn’t know if he can swim as fast as he used to and that scares him

and he tells you that sometimes he’s thought of giving up swimming since his injury, but then he thinks of you and that’s how he’s still going through with rehab

you’re his motivator and comfort but he doesn’t want to show you his weak side bc he hates that part of himself

and at this point, bin starts tearing up and you’re like stroking his hair to try and comfort him

bin: I’m not good at telling my feelings baby...probably why I didn’t tell you I liked you until 4 months later...but I promise I’ll work harder and at least try and tell them to you.

ugh pain

anyway your communication with serious things got better after that encounter

eunbi finding out that you and bin argued and he made you cry and she literally punched his stomach

you: omg eunbi stop

bin: it’s okay...I sorta deserved that

eunbi: why...are you not swearing at me? shit, bin are you okay?

he nods to the girl and just puts an arm around your shoulder: we talked things through, don’t worry. I’m all good now, but I did deserve that punch because I hurt y/n when I promised you I wouldn’t

bin ends up having a full recovery and bam his first swim meet after he got the clear from the PT, he gets first place again

all the boys and you and eunbi were there supporting him

bin was hella nervous before the meet started, but you gave him a little good luck kiss and was like: I believe in you bub, no matter the result, as long as you give it your all and don’t hurt yourself again, you’ll be the winner to me :)

this was actually when the first “i love you” was said

after your little pep talk in the locker room, bin’s just hugging you and holding you for comfort

and he just went out with it

“I love you y/n”

you blush hella hard bc you were not expecting that

obviously you’ve been feeling it like yeah your feelings for bin have grown into love for a while now

you just bury your face in his chest and hug him tighter

“I love you too binnie, now go get em bub.”

he smiles and kisses you and tells you that he’ll see you after the meet is over

you come back to the crowd where the boys and eunbi are and you just have a huge smile on your face, you’re literally glowing

myungjun: please tell me you guys didn’t fuck before his swim meet

speaking of fucking

okay let’s get down and dirty ladies and gents wink wonk mmm grr bark bark

bin is so sexy y’all like i dont need to tell you that

he’s 100% a tease

you have a little muscle kink hehe

which bin very much uses to his advantage

if bin is wearing a sleeveless shirt, you bet he wants to smash that day

will walk around shirtless after a shower or after a workout just to turn you on and then depending on his mood, he might tease you for like an hour or you’ll just get right to it

he’s very proud of his body and the work he put into it and knowing that you get turned on from one look of it?? gives him an ego boost, he loves it

one time at a party, he wore a crop top (mm hello bad idea bin) and you literally went feral

you dragged him inside the nearest bathroom and just started making out

he’s an ass guy

...all of astro are ass guys, it’s just obvious with how much they slap each other’s asses and poke each other’s assholes

okay you know how he’s touchy right? i mentioned that earlier

he always wants you on his lap

even if there’s a space available, nope your seat is his thighs

ofc when the situation allows, like you’re not gonna sit on his lap in class duh

most of the time in public like if you’re hanging out with the boys or something, it’s innocent

but if he wants to be a tease, he’ll literally just tighten his grip on your hips and grind you down onto his cock

subtle, he won’t straight up thrust into you

just enough to get his dick stirring and make you feel the outline of it through your pants

and then he just stops and hugs your waist again?? wtf

his major’s exercise science right? will ask if he can practice on you for anatomy and physiology, but you know after touching you in a couple places, y’all will just end up fucking

likes to bite and mark

very proud seeing the hickeys he leaves on you

you can bite, but you can’t bruise, idk his upper body is exposed a lot bc swimming so you can’t really leave any marks on him unless it’s the off season

foreplay’s cool, but he prefers the main event, he just wants to be in you

as much as he loves doggy, his fav position is the hook

(it’s when your legs are on his shoulders ohoho and it just lets him fuck you in a deeper angle mmm)

also in the hook, he can choke you

if i have a choking kink, you have a choking kink

okay little tangent, choking is so hot?

like just imagine you and bin are making out, he pushed you against the wall, literally grinding his hips into you, and his hand just comes up and squeezes your throat? that’s so sexy

likes butt stuff oops

i don’t make the rules, he just does

daddy kink, but no power play

will not degrade you (even if you really just want him to call you his dirty slut) bc he really values seeing you as equals

seeing your face when you cum is a must

almost always: you cumming → bin cumming

nothing gets him off more than knowing that he’s making you feel good

after !! care !!

sweetest boy!!

will clean you up with a warm towel after sex

and if you’re one of my ladies, he will always remind you to pee so that you don’t get a UTI

if y’all had a marathon or something, he will draw a bath and carry you to the bathroom and you will bathe together, so soft

always ends sex with an i love you :’)

okay let’s get back to the soft stuff

special thing about swimmer bin: pool dates

sometimes when he’s practicing and it’s just him, he asks you to come to the aquatic center and you two end up splashing around and being cute together

he like knew that you were the one for him some time during senior year

it was the holidays and his parents invited you to spend christmas with their family since your parents were out of the country this break

his parents and sister liked you immediately—which you were so scared about, but bin just knew

you woke up early christmas eve (and bin was out like a rock) so you just went downstairs to brew some coffee or something and you saw that his mom was already starting on making food

naturally, you offered your help and she was like no, you’re a guest y/n, but obviously you started helping

bin comes downstairs like an hour or two later to see you, his mom, and his dad just cooking and listening to christmas music and talking and his heart just like swells??

you: morning binnie :)

his mom: how can you be sleeping when y/n’s here helping us with christmas dinner

his dad: what kind of boyfriend are you, son?

just kidding all jokes

but that’s the moment when he knew

best boyfriend bin ugh

he becomes a legend in the school for swimming

but doesn’t continue after college, he’s all about becoming a physical trainer after graduation

he goes to grad school, while you’re out working in business

bin moves in with you after graduating, it was the obvious next step

you do talk about the future together, but obviously bin’s still in school and you’re both fresh from undergrad so there’s no rush yet to tie the knot

doesn’t stop his or your parents from talking to you two about marriage tho oops

ugh but the domesticity after bin moves in with you? superb

like yeah obviously you both basically lived together anyway when he still roomed with eunwoo just from how much you and him spent at each other’s places

but like your apartment is now both of your place and it’s like your home is finally complete

your apartment becomes the reunion place for the boys and eunbi

at this point everyone knew you and bin were gonna get married eventually

eunwoo and eunbi: we did that ;)

and that’s how you and your college bf!bin live happily ever after uwu

happy birthday binnie moonbob ♥

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ladyfogg · 8 years ago

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Sick Like Me - Part 5/20

Fic Summary: With unfinished business hanging over your head, being locked up in Arkham is holding you back. However, you have your eye on a certain red-haired maniac, who may be just the person to help you escape and realize your true potential. Fic Song. Fic Playlist. Fic Masterpost.

Fic Rating: NC-17

Pairing: Jerome Valeska/Female Reader

Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Explicit Sexual Content, for a complete list of warnings, visit AO3.

A/N: Okay, here’s the deal. I was originally going to wait until tomorrow to post this, but then I remembered that my family is coming to visit this weekend and I’ll be spending all night tomorrow cleaning. So my pain is your gain! Because of said family, the next part won’t be out until sometime early next week. It’s my son’s birthday this weekend and I haven’t seen my family since August, so computer/writing time will be not possible. Enjoy!

Caswell leads you and Jerome to the infirmary. As soon as you step through the door however, your tears stop and you wave him off. He leaves you be without a word, closing the door behind him. Jerome suddenly grabs you and lifts you in a spin.

“You...are...magnificent!” he gushes, putting you back down. He’s staring at you with a mix of awe and excitement. “Shame we didn’t finish him off.”

From the small office inside the infirmary, a tired looking nurse pokes her head out. When she sees it’s you she chuckles. “You in for the night?” she asks.

“Yeah, Rona,” you say, unwrapping the towel from yourself so you can wring out your wet hair. “Sionis tried to come at me again. He’s looking pretty with his face all smashed up.”

It's then that you remember falling on your knee, and you look down to see that it's beginning to swell. Rona notices too and disappears for a moment, only to return with an ice pack and bandage. You wrap the towel around yourself once more and sit on a nearby bed so she can secure the pack to your knee.

“Do you want to spend just the one night or you want me to recommend more?” she asks, as she works.

“We’ll see,” you say.

“Alright, just let me know. Clothes are in the cupboard as usual,” Rona says. She straightens her stance and motions to her office. “I’ll have the door closed and the blinds down. Knock if you need anything.”

“You’re the best.”

She gives you a nod and makes herself scarce. The room is empty say for you and Jerome, who is busy ogling your naked body as you drop the towel and move to grab some fresh clothes. He’s quick to stop you, hands seizing your waist to pull you flush against his chest.

“Trust me yet?” he asks in your ear, tongue snaking out to trace along the shell.

A hand moves along your hip towards your thigh, but you grab his wrist. “Yes, yes I do,” you respond. “And if you just wait a fucking second I can show you just how much I appreciate your services.”

Jerome is off you instantly, whooping with joy as he jumps up onto the nearest bed. Pointing at you he says, “You’re sooo baaaad and I cannot wait to have sex with you!”

“Who said anything about sex?” you ask, grabbing a pair of pants from the cupboard.

Jerome lets out a theatrical groan. “Come onnnnn, Queenie! Can’t you see how special we are together yet?” he practically begs, jumping off the bed to land in front of you. His eyes are alight with that infectious excitement, hands gesturing wildly. “Between the two of us, we don’t need anyone else. We can take over this whole stupid city. Just you and me, sweet cheeks!” Before you can pull up your pants completely, he manages to slap your ass. “Hehe, get it? Sweet cheeks?” He’s laughing now, jumping back into the bed.

Rolling your eyes with a smirk, you finish dressing as he continues to bounce. “You’re getting ahead of yourself there, ace,” you say. “There are a lot of things we need to do first.”

“It’s going to happen,” he says. “You know it is. I know it is. We’re going to bone. It will be the stuff of fantasies and then we’re going to rule the world. You’ll see.”

Laughing, you hobble across the room to one of the beds in the corner. From previous visits you know it’s the most comfortable, so you claim it as your own every time you stay here. Jerome hops from bed to bed as he follows you, until he’s forced to drop down onto the floor. Then, without warning, he tackles you to the bed as you move to lay down.

It knocks the wind out of you, and you find yourself pinned beneath him. “Watch the knee!”

Jerome grins, carefully avoiding your injury. “Gotcha,” he says, before diving in for a kiss.

But before he can get it, you wrap your legs around his waist and flip him onto his back. Dear god is it painful to put even slight pressure on your knee, but the look on his face is worth it as he stares up at you with delight.

“Alright, so if not sex, what then?” he asks, hands folded behind his head. “How are you going to let me know how much you appreciate me?”

“I was going to suck your dick,” you tell him, nuzzling his cheek. “For starters.”

Jerome growls, gripping your hair and shoving you down his body. You oblige; he has earned it after all. You slip your fingers under the waistband of his pants and wait for him to lift his hips so you can pull the garment down all the way. He’s forgone underwear and his cock springs free, half hard already.

Normally, you would get right to it. But this is Jerome, and you want to take your time with him. Once his pants are tossed to the floor, you run your hands up his pale thighs, fingers tracing the smattering of freckles.

He's magnificent.

His long cock is thick with arousal, the large vein along the side just begging to be traced by your tongue. You lean down and place the gentlest of kisses on the leaking tip, drawing a grunt out of him as you swipe away the precum. Instead of taking him into your mouth, you bypass his shaft to suck greedily on his inner thigh.

Jerome's hands immediately tangle into your hair, tugging impatiently. “Get on with it,” he demands.

“Fuck off,” you respond. “You should be honored I'm taking my time to enjoy this.”

You bite down on his inner thigh and he cries out, a noise that sounds like a mix of pain and excitement. Kissing the spot apologetically, you start to slowly stroke him with a firm pump of your hand. Jerome twitches and moves underneath you as you suck hard on the spot you bit, finally marking him. Your hand tightens around his shaft, jacking him roughly.

You stare at the mark you made and can't help but feel possessive. Knowing that bite will be there for days fills you with pride. After all this time, he's finally yours, and in that moment you know that you'll do anything to keep it that way.

While you're admiring your handiwork, he makes a noise of frustration. But you silence him by running your tongue up his entire length. The action draws out a gasp of delight. He's smooth on your tongue and grows even harder. Without warning, he thrusts himself past your lips. It nearly gags you, and would have if you hadn't been anticipating the roughness. You pin his hips to the bed, relax your throat, and take him in as far as you can.

He makes the most beautiful moan you've ever heard in your life. Twisting his fingers through your hair, he yanks on the strands encouragingly. You slide him out so just the tip rests between your lips, before taking him again until he hits the back of your throat. Jerome swears. With one hand stroking what you can’t swallow, you start a steady up and down pace, head bobbing in his lap while your tongue glides along the underside of his cock.

Every one of your senses are invaded by Jerome. From the smell of his musk and arousal, to the slightly bitter drops you keep swallowing greedily, your entire focus is drawn to him. And only him. After wanting him for so long, watching him, fantasizing about him when you had another man's cock in your mouth...to look up and see him staring back at you is more than you can handle. You close your eyes and savor the taste of him.

Jerome is writhing underneath your ministrations, nails digging into your scalp as he wrestles you for control. He wants to thrust into your mouth, and is clearly frustrated that you won't let him. Eyes dragging back open, you glance up at him, making sure he sees that you're smirking, though your mouth is stretched wide around his prick.

You're not prepared for the flush of his cheeks, or his pink tongue darting out to wet his dry lips. Blue eyes have transformed to black again and are glittering in the infirmary lights. It makes the throbbing between your own thighs even worse. Pulling off him, you gasp for breath, hand still stroking his length.

“Wanted this for awhile now, puddin’,” you mutter, lips dragging along that thick vein you were admiring earlier. “This is the start of a wonderful relationship.”

Jerome exhales with a frustrated huff. “It would be if you would just get on with it,” he grunts.

You pause your movements, cocking an eyebrow. “Excuse me?” you say with mock offense. “Was that not good enough?”

“I thought you weren't going to hold me back,” he teases, still trying to thrust upward. “You gonna let me fuck that mouth of yours?”

“Maybe.”

Placing feather light kisses, you keep stroking him, purposefully easing up on his hips. Jerome, determined to get what he wants, notices the change. When you swirl your tongue around the head lewdly, he grips your head tight and takes advantage of your open mouth, thrusting himself back in with a breathless laugh.

Gagging, your throat constricts around the intrusion. Jerome groans loudly, the sensation squeezing his cock. His hands loosen a little, enough to prevent you from choking completely. Though, you wouldn't mind it if he did. God you want him to just choke you, use your mouth until he explodes. His dominance makes you whimper excitedly, the vibrations drawing another groan out of the shuddering man.

Knowing he can’t be stopped, and not wanting him to, you let him fuck your mouth. He gags you almost every thrust in and if you didn't need your hands to hold onto his thighs, you’d be touching yourself. This. This is the Jerome you've been dying to know. You're finally seeing that side of him you've only caught glimpses of. That possessive, brutal, dominating animal you want to unleash.

Jerome doesn't take his eyes off your face, lips twisted up into a gleeful grin. The sight of his cock pumping in and out of your mouth seems to excite him even further. He buries himself to the hilt, and keeps it there. Your head spins from lack of oxygen and your eyes water, but you continue staring up at him until he withdraws with a grunt.

It doesn't take long for his cock to grow impossibly hard against your tongue, and then he's doubling over, holding your head still so he can come into your throat.

You swallow around him enthusiastically, not wanting to waste a single drop.

Jerome keeps thrusting until he's spent, finally stopping so he can fall against the bed, panting. You pry his hand out of your hair, allowing you to sit up. He slips from your mouth as you do, leaving a line of his seed down your chin. You're too busy gasping for air to notice. With heavy-lidded eyes, Jerome reaches out to wipe the trail with his thumb. You seize his hand, licking the digit clean.

You've barely caught your breath when Jerome grabs you, bringing you into a crushing kiss. You find yourself pinned beneath him once more, his hand shoving your shirt up. That wonderful mouth finds one of your nipples and he sucks greedily. Part of your brain is sending off warning bells, because letting him pleasure you is not part of the current plan. Truth be told, none of your friends have been privileged with the opportunity. It suited them just fine. They were selfish and only cared for their own pleasure.

Not to mention your knee is killing you, distracting from your arousal. Slightly.

But with every swirl of his tongue, every tug of his lips, your resolve melts away. His teeth press down ever so tantalizingly and your already slick thighs grow wetter. Jerome is even more selfish than any of your other partners. Because he wants every bit of you he can take. And he won’t stop until he has it.

“Finger me,” you order, voice hoarse and nearly guttural. “You can touch me now, Jerome.”

A low laugh finds its way out of him and he lifts his head to grin devilishly at you. “Yes, your majesty,” he mocks, hand sliding under the waistband of your pants.

His journey downward suddenly stops and he moves your bottoms down to look at your thighs. Fingers ghosting over your scars, he glances at you curiously. “Where did these come from?”

“Self inflicted,” you say, reaching down to trace some of the lines yourself. “Of course, now that I know what it's like to cut someone else, I no longer have the urge.”

“It’s exhilarating isn't it?” Jerome growls, hand skimming further down. “To watch the life drain from their eyes as the blade cuts into them…”

“Didn't get the pleasure,” you tell him. “He was asleep.”

“Next time,” Jerome promises, biting your breast. His teeth dig into the sensitive flesh not hard enough to pierce, but almost, and it sends shots of heat right down to your very core.

You gasp, wrapping your arms around him. “Next time.”

There’s no hesitance. No teasing. No gentleness of any kind as he furiously begins to rub two fingers along your slick folds. Your hips shoot skyward instantly, but he pins them down with his arm. That mouth. Oh that wondrous, painful, sinful mouth latches onto your neck. You’re still sore from Richard’s attack, but Jerome doesn’t care. He sucks hard on the red marks that are already decorating your skin, and it takes a moment for you to grasp what he’s doing.

He’s trying to reclaim you. Covering Richard’s marks with his own. The thought helps you push through the pain and actually makes you even more aroused. Which really should not be possible given the circumstances. Two fingers plunge into you unexpectedly and you arch your back, pressing your chest to his in a futile attempt to get closer.

With his fingers pumping in and out of you, his thumb spreads your wetness around your swollen clit, pressing down hard. It’s too much for you to handle and you cry out, hands buried in his hair. Feeling his smile against your skin makes you grin in return.

“You gonna come for me, Queenie?” he groans in your ear.

“Make me, puddin’.”

His fingers brush that spot deep inside and you nearly scream as the pleasure becomes all too much to handle and you come, thighs clamping around his hand. Wave after wave of ecstasy washes over you, giving you one of the most explosive orgasms of your life.

Jerome keeps going, rubbing your overstimulated clit as you come down from your orgasm. Even when you grab his wrist he doesn't relent. You moan and squirm underneath him.

“Too much,” you whine.

“Commmeee onnnn, you can take it, Queenie,” Jerome purrs. “You've got another one in you.”

You thrash your head from side to side, but he silences your protest with another kiss. Your body is drenched in sweat and you're shaking like mad. Even still, after a few minutes you can feel the telltale signs of another orgasm approaching. It's way too soon. You've never come this quickly without any kind of recovery. This time when it peaks, it's a beautiful mix of pleasure and pain. Fluid rushes from between your legs to coat Jerome’s hand and he laughs triumphantly.

“That's it, doll. Knew you had it in you.”

Officially over stimulated beyond belief, you smack him so he'll back off. He does this time, patting your inner thigh. There's not much room on the bed. You’re squished beneath Jerome, who has buried his face in your sore neck. Silence falls as you both struggle to catch your breath.

Minutes later, after you manage to get rid of your soaked pants, you both lay facing each other on the small bed, limbs tangled together. The pain in your knee is near excruciating, but you don't want to move. It's one of the only times you've seen Jerome still and you like to think it's because you sucked the energy out of him.

“This plan of yours, Queenie,” he slurs, clearly trying to stay awake. “When do we put it into action?”

“Soon,” you say, pulling the blanket up over you both. “Very, very soon.”

“What is it?”

You smirk and steal a kiss. “I'm getting out of here,” you whisper to him. “But, you knew that already, didn't you?”

He grins excitedly, sleep suddenly nowhere to be found. “I knew you had something big in the works,” he admits. “It was the only thing that made sense.”

With a chuckle, you drape yourself over his chest as he shifts onto his back. “Well, if you haven’t guessed it already, I’m taking you with me,” you say. “We’re going to get out of here and I'm going to finish what I started.”

“Excellent! What do you need me to do?”

“Oh, I have the perfect job for you, Jerome,” you grin. “You'll see.”

“Does it include getting each other off?” he asks.

You laugh. “Well, that’s one job,” you say. “The other one is a little more...complicated. But the payoff will be worth it.”

Laughing, Jerome pulls you into a kiss. “Whatever you need, Queenie,” he says, before sucking on your bottom lip. “Whatever you need. I’ll help you, and you’ll help me.”

You raise your eyebrow, giving him another peck for asking, “And how exactly will I be helping you?”

“All in good time,” Jerome responds, hands shoving your shirt up again. “All in good time.”

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