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jadegrey711 · 2 years

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Gentle Giant

Hank Loza x Fem!Reader

A/N: Hello my loves! I finally got some inspiration we’ll see if this lasts, but yes I am alive I’ve just been so busy since the last time I posted! I got two jobs and I’m back at school and it feels good to be busy but sad that I can’t find the inspiration to write but I’m trying. To anyone who has sent me a request I have them I think about them day and night I just gotta find the time to write them. Thanks for the support.

Prompt: I was thinking (if you can, if not you can tweak it a bit) a nsfw situation during a club house party with reader and Hank. Hank gets a little handsy and bam… I’ve been in a puddle of Hank feels lately

*Not my Gif*

Thanks again @emarie98 for the prompt!

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This story is for 18+ ONLY. It contains sexual themes that are not suited for younger audiences so if you’re under 18 my blog and this story is not for you. Please make sure to read at your own discretion and remember that you are solely responsible for your content intake.

The party felt like any other that was always going on at the Mayans’ clubhouse with plenty of booze and women going around. And just like every other party you were at your station in the corner of the room tattooing another biker. This time it was Creeper who asked for yet another detailed and mostly naked girl plastered somewhere on his body.

“You should start charging admission for the peep show every time you take off your shirt Creep.” You laughed as he flexed under your hands.

“What are you talking about,Y/N? This ain’t no peep show, this is a work of art babe.” He flexed his arms causing one of his earlier works to move.

“I don’t think a lot of people consider a woman with busty and unrealistic tits to be a work of art.”

“Art is subjective, babe.”

“Remind me not to look at what you consider art.” You both laugh at that and don’t notice Hank and Angel in the other corner of the room talking.

“So you and Y/N, a thing?” Angel asked Hank.

“I guess yeah. Yes we are.” Hank said affirmatively, feeling a small amount of pride swell in his chest.

“You sure about that? I mean she’s a fucking woman and well you’re ... you. No offense buddy. But do you think you can handle a woman like that? Sexually? Maybe you need a helping hand, maybe she could be the new initiation for club members, you tap out and the rest of the club taps in.” He chuckled to himself and took a swig of his beer.

“Shut the fuck up Angel.” Hank said slowly, trying to keep his calm.

“Hey! I’m just stating the obvious here. I mean look at how comfy her and Creep are. I’m sure she wouldn’t mind being shared.”

“Get the fuck out of here before I really get pissed.” Hank snarled, and Angel quickly got off the couch with a chuckle and made his way over to where Bishop and other members were gathered around talking.

Hank looked over to you and Creeper and felt a spark of jealousy as you laid your hands on Creeper’s bare shoulders, the grip on his beer getting tighter as Angel’s words sunk into his skin.

“It already looks great, Y/N.”

“Thanks Creep. I’ll see you next time for another session and we’ll finish her up.”

“Looking forward to it.”

As Creeper walked away from your station you began doing a quick cleanup before you spotted Hank sitting on one of the plus couches, eyeing you intently. You made your way over to Hank and promptly sat in his lap.

“Hey baby.” You purred, feeling his strong thighs under you as you shifted to better distribute your weight on his lap. Hank said nothing, but you knew something was wrong, as you took in the white knuckle grip Hank had on his beer bottle.

“What has you all grumpy? Hmm?”

Hank doesn’t say anything, only lets out a low groan as you twist on his lap. He only wraps his arms around your middle settling his hands on your ass, his large hands gripping your ass sending a low purr through you.

“What is it baby?” You ask as you lean forward and kiss his face, first starting with his cheeks, then his nose and finally giving him a chaste kiss to the lips. As soon as your lips pressed to his, Hank got up with you still in his lap. His large hands had no trouble keeping you up and cradled to his body.

You let out a small giggle as you asked. “Hank, Honey? Where are we going?”

Hank didn’t let out another word as he walked past the other bikers and you noticed as he gave Angel an especially dirty look and you suddenly understood what kind of night you were in for.

***

“Hank, baby. What did Angel say that got you so wound up?” You both were back at Hank’s place and he was walking towards you like a predator with his prey in sight.

“I don’t want to talk about him right now. I want you to take off your clothes for me sweetheart, so I can suck on those pretty nipples.”

“Hank.” you said his name like a breathy whisper, bedplay with Hank was always fun and extremely satisfying but it was rare that you’d get him like this. Like a taut wire that was about to snap. You immediately did as he requested and grabbed the hem of your tank top and pulled it over your head, before going for the clasps of your bra. All the while Hank was following your every step as you backed yourself into Hank’s bed, and threw your bra somewhere in Hank’s bedroom.

You stood there as he closed the space between the two of you, your jeans were still on but your chest was bare before him. He reached his hand out and traced his thumb around one of your nipples, the sensation immediately causing the little bud to go taut under his touch.

“Hank.” You let out a small moan, feeling yourself get even wetter than you were sitting in his lap at the clubhouse, and he had barely even touched you yet. Hank said nothing as he took his other thumb and did the same with the other nipple, he was only giving you the barest of touches and it was driving you mad.

“Hank baby, please. I need you to touch me.”

“I am touching you honey.” Hank smiled for the first time tonight.

“I need more baby, please.”

“Okay honey.” He whispered, leaning his face to yours before giving you a sweet kiss to your lips. You reached out and wrapped your arms around his neck, feeling your nipples rub against his leather kutte that he was still wearing, which only added to your arousal. Hank pulled away first earning a low whine from you, before he placed his hand on your chest and pushed you back onto the bed.

“This is my favorite thing in the whole world. Seeing you naked on my bed, just for me.”

“Only for you baby.” You nodded, reaching for your jeans. But Hank brushed your hand away and took his index finger and traced it down your chest to your tummy before reaching the top button of your jeans.

“Such a good girl for me huh?” he asked as he started undoing your jeans, purposely taking his time with the top button and slowly dragging down the zipper.

“Hank, stop teasing me.” You whined as you wiggled under his gaze.

“You’re right baby. I’m teasing you for too long. It’s not fair to tease my good girl for so long and not give her what she wants.” He purred as he pulled off your jeans in one swift move, leaving you bare in just your panties, and Hank could see just how soaked you were. “Such a good girl.” He repeated the praise, as he hooked his fingers in the waistband of your panties and pulled them down, at the same time kneeling before you.

You watched intently as Hank pocketed the panties in a pocket of his kutte, before tracing his hands up your thighs and spreading you for him. “Such a pretty pussy, baby. Bet it tastes just as sweet as it looks.” He whispered before leaning down and placing a kiss to your clit and that almost sent you over the edge. Then it was like that wire in Hank finally snapped, his gentle teasing was gone and in its wake was someone insatiable.

Hank hooked his arms under your legs, keeping you open and spread for him as he devoured you, you let out a scream as Hank pressed two of his fingers in your heat as he sucked harshly on your clit. He wasted no time, searching your heat for that sweet spot that makes you arch your back for him. When he found it he moved those two fingers in a tortuous “come here” motion that sent you spiraling.

“Oh my god Hank!” You cried as you felt your first orgasm rip through you. Hank didn’t soothe you through your aftershocks like he usually did but just kept up the same pace, not slowly for a moment and you felt your next orgasm already start to build.

“Making such a mess for me baby. Go ahead and make another one, I’ll clean it up for you.” He said as he traced your quivering heat with his tongue before licking you clean, just so he could make another mess.

“Hank, please I can’t take anymore.” you whimpered.

Hank pulled away from your weeping heat, looking down in appreciation at your pretty pussy covered in your own arousal and thinking about how much he couldn’t wait to see you covered in his own arousal.

“Yes you can honey.” He growled, before undoing his pants and pulling them down, revealing his hard and thick cock; showing you that this was the sweetest of tortures for him too.

“You’re going to take me, baby. And everyone will know that you’re mine and no one is going to mess with that.” He growled.

You watched completely mesmerized as he stroked his thick cock, and lined himself up with you, before sinking himself deep in you.

Hank was enamored at the sight of his cock, sinking deeper into your tight pussy, watching as he was being swallowed whole by you. He groaned, bracing himself on his hands on either side of your head, as he let the pleasure of being inside you vibrate through his skin. Hank knew he wasn’t going to last long, not with the pace he was setting as he pounded into your pretty pussy, earning all those sweet sounds that came from those luscious lips.

“Hank, baby I’m so close.” You moaned, your nails racking down the back of his kutte, pulling his body even closer to yours.

“Come for me sweetheart.” He ordered, his thick fingers reaching for your aching clit and rubbing it in harsh circles, finally bringing you over that delicious edge. You cried out as your orgasm ripped through you, the feeling of your walls clenching on Hank’s cock bringing him over the edge with you, painting your insides with his release.

You both were breathless as Hank rolled you both so you were laying on his stomach, with Hank managing to stay inside you, as your breathing slowed. You both were speechless as your breathing calmed, you more than Hank as you just pondered what exactly happened and how you got to this point. Not that you were complaining though.

“Hank baby?”

“Yeah?”

“What happened at the club? Did someone say something?” Hank didn’t say anything and you let out a low groan at Hank’s silence. “Did Angel say something?”

“He may have said something about the club sharing you, since I couldn’t keep up with you… sexually.” He said that bashful side reappearing.

You chuckled. “Well obviously Angel is a fucking idiot but you don’t actually have to know the fucker to find that out.” You both let out a laugh at that, before you sighed, snuggling closer to Hank’s chest, listening for that thundering heart that beats only for you.

“I’ll tattoo “Fucking Idiot” across his forehead next time I see him. Bishop will approve.”

“I don’t see Bishop having any problem with that.” Hank laughed.

The silence between you wasn’t awkward but you knew Hank still was feeling insecure about what Angel said. You grabbed his chin and made him look at you in the eyes. “You know I love you though right? And not because you’re a fucking tiger in the sack. Because you got such a sweetheart Hank… and because you're a hurricane in bed. And if you want we can show Angel just how much I love sucking that cock of yours.” You smiled devilishly as Hank blushed.

“I think we can just stick with tattooing ‘Fucking Idiot” on his forehead.”

“If you insist.” You teased him, before settling back on his chest.

“I love you too baby.” Hank whispered before kissing the top of your head.

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jadegrey711 · 3 years

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Hi, I absolutely love your Noah Flynn writes, so I though I should request one. If your could write one about Noah get jealous after someone flirts with reader and has jealous sex with her. If you could I should really appreciate it.

The Sweetest Torture

Noah Flynn x Fem!Reader

Credit for gif in the tags

A/N: Hi Anon! I hope you like this! This is probably going to be one of my last Noah Flynn pieces though because. The second movie honestly killed all inspiration for me for Noah and what little inspo i might have had for Marco as well. And I’m sure the third movie will kill it completely stone dead. Lol So i hope you like this!

I own all rights to this story and do not give permission for my stories to be published, translated or reposted anywhere else. The only places I have published my stories is here on Tumblr and on my AO3 account (LadyAuthor711)

Warnings; Mentions of vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, overstimulation, and crying through orgasm.

You were too sweet for your own good sometimes. Noah knew this as he took another swig of his beer as he watched you animatedly chatting with some random dude. Who couldn’t be bothered with what you were actually talking about instead he had just been staring at your tits for the past twenty minutes.

And Noah was starting to feel jealous. Which was ridculous he knew that you loved him and that you were already prone to talking someone’s ear off when you got excited about something; and that tendancy gets cranked up to an eleven when your drunk. But nonetheless, he was jealous and it was high time that he squashed this guy and let him know who you belonged to. He took one last dreg of his beer and put it down on the countertop before he made his way over to you.

The guy you were talking to, noticed Noah immediately as he approched the two of you, and put his hands around your waist.

You let out a little gasp that he immediately felt in his dick. And you turned your face to his, giving him a big smile. “Noah!” you beamed at him.

Oh yeah, you were most definitely plastered.

He placed sweet kisses on your neck and you let out a soft moan. He was definitely hard now.

You seemed to break away the spell that Noah was weaving as you snapped back to attention and smiled. “Noah. This is my new friend, Jacob! I was just telling him about this new series of books that I just finished!”

“Oh yeah? And what does Jacob have to say about them?” Noah sneered behind your shoulder.

“I- I” Jacob stuttered.

Noah knew Jacob didn’t hear fuck all what you were telling him and that pissed him off further. That pang of jealousy grew in his chest at the fact that you even wasted a breath on this idiot let alone twenty minutes when you could have been with him, Noah would’ve held onto your every fucking word. Fuck, your the only reason he’s even read anything this past year.

Well Noah is going to fix that little mistake, maybe teach you a little lesson that the only one who is worthy of your time and your wonderful energy was him. He smirked to himself as the idea formed in his mind, he kissed your neck again and he could feel the shiver run down your spine. Oh no, you would certainly be pliant enough for him to steal you away.

“Well Jacob I’m sure you were absolutely wonderful company when you could actually meet Y/N’s eyes.” Noah snapped and Jacob knew he’d been busted, he would deal with him later but for now, he wanted you desperately to mark you up and remind you who you belonged to.

You furrowed your brow at Noah’s comment but he didn’t give you time to speak as he said goodbye to Jacob and pulled you closer to his chest to lead you away from the party and up to his room. Let Lee and El deal with the mess, he’s got more important things to take care of tonight.

By the time Noah had gotten you upstairs, plying you with kisses on your neck, jaw and sucking your earlobe as he whispered dirty things into it; you were a giggling mess as you flopped onto his bed. A sight he revels in every time he sees it; and one day he swears he’s going to keep you there.

Noah comes closer to the bed and puts his hands on your thighs, and you ceased your giggles to watch as his hands trail up your thighs.

Noah let out a low hum. “I love you in my bed.”

“Oh yeah? You planning to have your wicked way with me, Noah?” You giggled, still too drunk to sense the danger you’re in and how he was planning on doing exactly that and then some.

“You seem to forget that you’re already in my bed, Y/N.” He purred as he leaned over your body and placed a chaste kiss to your lips. Before you felt the grip of his hands on your thighs tighten and pull you harshly towards him. “I can do whatever I want with you.” He smirked as you pulled him back down to your lips, giving him a deep and passionate kiss while Noah worked on the button and zipper of your jeans. But not before he rubbed his fingers against your clothed core, the tight denium rubbing against your clit in a delicous manner.

“Oh button.” Noah moaned. “ I can already feel you growing wet through your jeans.”

His fingers, pressed harder agaisnt your core, eanring a low moan from you. “Please Noah please.” You begged so sweetly that Noah was simply itching to give you what you want and rip off your clothes and bury himself inside of you. But he had a plan.

“What do you want, button? You have to use your words.”

“Touch me please.”

Noah chuckled. “ I am touching you.”

You whined and thrusted your hips up into his hand. “Without my clothes.” You whimpered.

“You’re so naughty, baby. Alright. I’ll give you what you want, becuase you asked so sweetly.” He said kissing your neck before he finished undoing your zipper and yanked your pants off, finding that your were bare underneath your jeans. “Oh, you really are a naughty girl.” He groaned as his thumb went to your swollen clit and rubbed small circles, watching in delight as you writhed underneath his minstrations.

Noah sucked marks into your neck and collarbone as he pushed two fingers into you, make your back arch as he curled them in a ‘come hither’ motion. “You going to come for me already?”

“Noah.” you moaned.

“Come for me princess. Make a mess of my fingers and show me that you’re all mine baby.”

His words were enough to push you over the edge and Noah felt you deliciously clench his fingers as you came undone under him. He stroked you softly through your aftershocks, watching as you slowly came down from your high.

“Are you ready for me, button?”

“Yes, Noah please.”

You didn’t need to say anything else as Noah pulled his fingers out of you, and began to strip and you doing to the same. Quickly ripping off your shirt and watched as Noah pulled off his jeans and boxers before he was completely bare to you. His cock was hard and resting against his stomach as he came back closer to the bed. He admired you the same way you were admiring him, as if it was the first time again.

“You’re so beautiful.” He purred, crawling up your body, lavishing you with kisses as he positioned himself at your entrance. In the next moment he was inside you, filling and stretching you out.

***

You didn’t know how much time had passed nor how many orgasms Noah had pulled out of you since you started. What you did know is that you had grown oversensitive after the third one, but Noah hadn’t stopped. He had you on your hands and knees now; stomach pressed against the bed as he thrusted mercilessly into you, lavishing your back and shoulders with kisses and harsh sucks that you knew would leave marks all over your body; and you had a feeling that Noah wanted it that way. He whispered soft and dirty things in your ear as he thrust into wildly, hopefully meaning that he was close to his own release and he would release you from this sweet torture that you had no idea why he was inflicting on you in the first place.

You felt tears start to fall down your cheeks at your approaching orgasm and how the barrier between pain and pleasure was becoming blurred, with each new orgasm.

“Please Noah!” You cried. “I can’t take anymore.”

“Yes you can baby.” He kissed your shoulder. “Do you know how upset I was that you were wasting your time talking to that idiot when you could have been with me?”

“W-who?” You moaned out as his middle finger went back to your clit earning another fresh batch of tears from you.

Noah chuckled. “Doesn’t matter now sweetheart. But I want you to remember this that I am the only one who deserves your attention, your love.” He said sucking on your other shoulder until he was happy with the mark he left there. “I hate sharing you with the world, button. Nobody deserves your love but me. And nobody, nobody can make you cry such beautiful tears like I can. So remember that the next time you decide to give your attention to someone else.”

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jadegrey711 · 4 years

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Achey Thighs

Henry Cavill x Fem!Reader

A/N: For some reason i randomly find myself writing about Henry Cavill yet again. This guy really needs to be in more movies specifically romance movies lol. So this little story is based solely on true events, the true events being that i recently tired to workout and fucking killed my legs with lunges lol. Also the source for this gif can be found in the tags

*NOT MY GIF. Source is in the Tags*

Summary: Reader decides to workout with Henry and whilst doing some lunges she overexcerts herself and her muscles ache like crazy the next day. She assures Henry that she’s fine but he sees her limping and tells her the best thing to do is to rub it out.

If you like my stories you can check out my sideblog @jadegreywriting to see all of them and my masterlist without filtering through my main blog.

It was a new year so that meant it was time for a new you. You had to admit that during quarantine you had gotten extremely lazy; Henry did too for a bit at the very beginning. And you had to admit that having him home all the time to cook for the both of you, along with lying about and messing around anytime you wanted was pure bliss. However, as soon as production was able to ramp up again; he was right back to his early morning routines. So, you decided that you weren’t going to be a lazy lout anymore and decided to join him in his routine one day.

You heard the alarm buzz and gasped awake, feeling a hint of drool on the pillow. “I’m awake. I’m awake.” You muttered and twisted in bed to find Henry already sitting up and smiling down at you.

“Babe. Are you sure you want to do this with me? I mean it’s four in the morning, this is not your usual prowling hours.” he chuckled.

“No.” you said sitting up in bed. “I said I wanted to do this with you and I meant it.” You stated before, gruffly getting out of bed, hearing Henry’s chuckles behind you.

“Alright then. I’ll see you downstairs in ten to fifteen minutes yeah? Make sure you bundle up. It's cold out there.”

You let out an involuntary shiver at the thought of going outside this early in the morning.

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Well that wasn’t too bad of a way to spend the morning.

You knew that Henry purposely went easy on you this morning, knowing full well that his training and morning routines don’t consist of power walking, but it made you smile to think that he did it for you. Plus, even though it was freezing outside the walk itself was wonderful; being able to take in the early morning before the world was awake, with you and Henry chatting as you walked. Towards the end of the walk and as you neared closer back to the house, Henry noticed you were starting to shiver and wrapped a strong arm around you and brought you close to him.

You immediately let out a low moan of appreciation as you felt his heat radiate into your cold skin. “God, you’re still so warm, even after being out here for an hour!” You smiled, snuggling closer into him.

He let out a small chuckle, tugging you tighter to him. “Don’t worry this next part won’t be nearly as cold.” he smiled.

“What are we doing?” You asked tentatively.

“I thought we could work on some strength training together. I know you said you wanted to get in better shape.” he paused, a smile coming to his lips. “Although I personally think you are perfect as you are.” He smiled again before placing a quick kiss to your lips, causing your cheeks to heat. “However, I thought that strength training would be a good place to start and of course it won’t be something insane.”

“Okay, that sounds like fun. Then after that are you going to bench me?” You chuckled as he opened the door.

“Oh hell yes. That’s the only reason for me to stay in shape. So I can pick you up and throw you over my shoulders any time I please.” He said before his hands shot out to your hips and you let out a squeal of delight; as he stole you away into the house to begin your first day of strength training.

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“Fuck.” You groaned as you slowly got up from the couch, trying not to wince too loud as you made your way upstairs for another ibuprofen. You knew those lunges were a bad idea, you’d never been able to do them right and in consequence you’d always gotten hurt.

However, this time you didn’t think you’d actually hurt yourself you were just this out of shape.

As you grabbed the bottle of ibuprofen, you heard Henry coming up the stairs.

“Babe? Are you still sore?”

“Yeah!” You shouted back from the bathroom, and a moment later Henry was standing there leaning on the bathroom door frame.

“How bad does it hurt?” He asked, concern etching his face. He came up behind you and began rubbing your shoulders.

You smiled. “My thighs don’t necessarily hurt, their just sore like fucking crazy.”

Henry nodded and thought for a moment. “You’re not used to this kind of training but I’ll get you there.” He smiled. “But, I have an idea that I’m sure will help you out. Go lay down baby and I’ll be there in a second.” He said kissing your head.

“Okay.” you nodded and tried so hard not to limp away but it was useless. You let out a loud groan as you sat on the bed, your legs outstretched in front of you as you waited for Henry to come out of the bathroom.

When he came out of the bathroom and into the bedroom he had your bottle of Aveeno lotion. You cocked an eyebrow at him.

“What do you think you’re going to be doing with that?”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself.” He smirked. “I know you’re sore, and it doesn’t matter how much ibuprofen you take right now the only way to really help with that soreness is to rub it out.”

“Alright.” You said, and bit your bottom lip. “I’m liking this much better already. So you’re going to massage me? And it’s not even our anniversary!” You giggled and Henry let out a loud laugh.

“Are you going to let me help you or are you gonna give me shit the entire time?”

“Giving you shit is my born prerogative.” You chuckled, then got up onto your knees and reached out for him and pulled him into your embrace so you could kiss him.

Henry slowly pulled away. “Alright, you’ve had your fun, now lay down and take off your pants.” He smirked.

“Oh! Now we’re cooking with fire!” you giggled.

“Y/N.” He said, his face showing that he means business now.

“Alright!” You giggled and started to take off your leggings, until you were laying on the bed in only Henry’s oversized shirt.

“Good. Now tell me where is it sore the most? On the back of your thighs? The front? Does your calves hurt at all?” he asked his face filled with seriousness.

“It’s the front of my thighs that hurt the most.” You said as you positioned yourself so you were laying completely flat on the bed the only thing that was elevated was your head.

“Alright. Henry said simply, and then proceeded to climb on the bed and position himself so he was between your legs. He guided your legs so they were wrapped behind his back, and you laid open to him.

“Henry. What are you doing?” You asked confused but intrigued just the same.

He lightly shushed you and grabbed the lotion bottle and rubbed some into his hands before he brought those strong hands down on your aching thighs.

You let out a soft hiss. But his hands didn’t waver as they continued to softly rub your thighs. He started out by using the tips of his fingers, so his touch was soft at first. Then as he continued working on your sore muscles he started using the palm of his hands. So he could work the deeper knots in the muscle.

You let out a small sigh, as you felt your aching muscles ease under his touch, but you also felt something else as his strong hands worked you. You felt your arousal growing, watching him there between your thighs, his hands alleviating your pain but also bringing you pleasure as you watch them glide up and down your skin. His face a mask of shere concentration as he massaged you, only to look up at your face every now and again and each time he did, you could see his own arousal growing in his eyes.

His hands moved a bit lower than they needed to, grinding them into your hips before coming back up your thighs and stopping at your knees; repeating the same motions.

“How does this feel?” He asked, and it came out breathy. This had to be affecting him as much as it was affecting you.

“It feels really good baby.” You purred, knowing now that you were a puddle in his hands now.

“How good?” He licked his lips, then you felt his hands trace the inside of your thighs and before he could touch you where you needed him to, his hands went back up again.

“Henry.” You gasped, feeling just how drenched you were for him and those hands of his right now.

“Tell me how good it feels, Y/N.” He said, his voice holding a tone of command. His hands went back down to where they almost brushed your mound.

“It feels so good, baby.” You purred and arched your hips up to him, letting him know exactly what you want.

“Oh yeah?” he teased.

“Yes.” You hissed. “Henry please, touch me.” You pleaded and to your sweet relief felt his fingers brush your pussy lips, separating them as he traced down your folds.

“You’re so wet for me Y/N.”

You couldn’t think coherently with Henry’s fingers tracing your folds with him in between your thighs so you just nodded, feeling like you were going to explode if he didn’t properly touch you soon.

“Such a good girl.” He purred as he put down your legs so he could lean over you and kiss you deeply. You let out a low moan as you finally got what you wanted and you felt Henry’s finger slide into, and started crooking it in a come hither motion. Adding gas to the already roaring fire inside you.

“You know how much I love you Y/N.” he said against your neck, sucking your skin knowing that it’ll leave a mark there.

You moaned and grabbed onto his curly locks as he pushed another finger inside of you, and you could feel that familiar climb in your lower belly as you knew you were about to reach your climax.

“So good.” he purred in your ear and you felt yourself go over the edge and grip tightly onto his fingers as your climax raked over you.

“God, I love you so much Henry.” You moaned somewhat unintelligently. Henry didn’t seem to mind at all as he slipped his fingers out of you and fell to the bed next to you.

“Well that’s not at all where i intended that to go.” He laughed and you laughed with him.

“You started it! Telling me to take off my pants then putting yourself between my legs!” you laughed.

“Okay, maybe I did mean for it to go there.” he laughed. “So, does this mean that we’re doing this every time we work out?

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jadegrey711 · 3 years

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Snow Covered Dream

Eric Northman x Fem!Reader

A/N: Hello my loves so I got this request for a soft Eric Northan what feels like eons ago, and I’m finally feeling some inspiration for it. It’s been particularly hard for me for this one since when i originally started writing for it I had a good thing going and while I was an my ipad i rotated it and somehow deleted everything I had. So this is attempt number two for this one. I hope you guys like it and if you could show it some love! And to the sweet person who sent this request in I really hope you think it’s worth the wait.

Prompt: Hey can I send a request in for Eric Northman x reader please? Could you maybe do one where him and the reader have been seeing each other for some time now and then they have sex for the first time and it’s really sweet and the reader lets eric bite her for the first time and they just realise how much they love each other, if not don’t worry about it! Thank you, love your writing!

*NOT MY GIF. ALL CREDIT GOES TO THE OWNER.

If you like my stories you can check out my sideblog @jadegreywriting to see all of them and my masterlist without filtering through my main blog.

Word Count: 3212 Holy fuck this became it’s own novel. I think this is the most I’ve ever written for something like this. Fuck i hope it’s not shit

Warnings: 18+ people. Oral (f recieving), mentions of blowjobs, Tantric sex (if you squint), vaginal sex

Song Inspiration:

Best Part - Daniel Caesar, H.E.R

Morning View - Towkio, SZA

Looking Through your Eyes - LeAnn Rimes

This isn’t the first time that Eric has stolen you away for some kind of romantic adventure. He’s been around for a thousand years and there’s just so many places he wants to show you; places you’ve never even heard of and spots that feel like no other human has laid a foot there before.

However, this adventure felt different, like when it was over Eric wasn’t planning on letting you go; like he planned to keep you and you couldn’t find anything bad about that.

“Eric are you ever going to tell me where we are going?” You smiled, seeing the mischievous smirk on his lips.

“We are already here, sötma.” he stated and you swore his smile got wider, as you quickly whipped your head back towards the window to see if you could finally see your destination. But only found the same endless snowy expanse out your window.

“Where?”

“This is all of my property. It’s not huge but just a bit further up this road there’s a little house I keep for when I want to truly get away from everything.”

You waited for a few more minutes keeping your eyes peeled out the window for any sign of the house and then suddenly just out in the distance you saw a spot of bright red. You felt your excitement grow as you watched the house steadily come into view. That spot of bright red growing until you could finally see the whole house; a bright red one that was nestled right in the middle of the property surrounded by what looked like a small farm house and hidden away by the snow covered pine trees that surrounded it.To put it in a word it looked magical.

“Do you like it sötma?” Eric asked, turning his head just enough to gauge your reaction.

“Oh Eric! It’s so beautiful! It’s like a snow covered dream.” You said wistfully and then pulled your focus from the car window to Eric and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.

Eric hummed his satisfaction. “I’m so glad you like it. This is one of my favorite places and I thought I might share it with one of my favorite people. I can’t wait to show you the rest of the house, I think you’ll really enjoy it.”

“I’m sure I will.” You beamed at him and took his hand that wasn’t on the steering wheel. “I’m never disappointed with anything you show me Eric.”

Eric said nothing at your praise, but simply took your hand that was holding his and pressed a few kisses to your knuckles, before taking your wrist and kissing the palm of your hand; sending a flush of warmth through you despite the endless cold outside the car.

When Eric pulled up in front of the house, you immediately got out of the car and stepped out onto the fresh snow just to marvel at the bright red house. The way the snow was settled perfectly on the tops of the roof and on the pine trees that surrounded the house it looked like the perfect christmas card.

“How come you never told me you lived in a Hallmark movie?” You asked turning back to face Eric who had both your bag and his slung under each arm.

“I don’t. It’s just Sweden. Everything looks like a Hallmark movie here in winter.” he chuckled as the both of you walked towards the large wooden front door. Eric easily maneuvered the bags in his hands to pull out the small set of keys and quickly unlocked the front door, letting you both into the house and out of the cold of the outside. However, there wasn’t much relief from the cold inside the house either.

You started to shiver as you made your way to the center of the cold house, clutching your jacket tighter to your body.

Eric looked over and saw you shivering and immediately took off his jacket and put it on top of your shoulders. “I’ll get a fire going in a second sötma.For right now I want you to sit here.” He said as he pulled your shivering body into a main sitting room where a very large fireplace sat on the far wall.

Eric sat you down on the plush sofa that laid in front of the fireplace and you clutched his jacket tighter to your body as you watched Eric get the fire going with his quick and efficient hands.

Hours later after you and Eric unpacked your things and both of you had your dinner. You found yourself sitting in Eric’s lap on a fur rug in front of that luxurious fire. The feeling of the fire warming your skin and the feel of Eric underneath you as he stroked her hair lovingly, warmed more than just your skin; you felt your heart and soul warm from the contentment that you felt in this moment.

As content as you were though in this moment you knew that you wanted more. You wanted more from Eric than just his soft kisses and loving caresses, you weren’t a fool you knew the reputation that surrounded Eric when you started seeing him.

Ruthless killer and slayer of hearts but that wasn’t the side he presented you with everyday nor was it something he tried hiding from you. It wasn’t something that you felt like he needed to hide anyway. Everyone has shit in their past and in Eric’s case he’s got a whole mountain range of shit he’s got to deal with from his past but he’s grown and you’ve seen that growth. Hell. You being here wrapped safely in his arms in some remote house in god knows where Sweden should be proof enough of that growth; of the trust you place in him. So much so that you feel confident enough to pull from his soft touches and look at him in those blazing glacier eyes.

You let out a small breath, and reached out your hand, cupping his face before you pulled him slowly in for a soft lingering kiss. Eric hummed his approval against your lips and then you took him by surprise as you tilted your head slightly and deepened the kiss, your tongue playfully dipping in his mouth and tangling with his.

You smiled against Eric’s lips as you heard him let out a low growl, his strong hands that were at his side, coming up to grab your hips bringing you closer to his body. You let out a low gasp as Eric pressed you closer to his body and you felt just how hard he was for you already.

You pulled your sweet lips away from Eric’s smirking as you heard him softly whisper “No.” when you pulled away. But you or your lips didn’t go far. You pulled away just enough that you were still most definitely in kissing range.

Eric watched you as you placed your small hands on his strong chest, letting you control every action and determining just how far this night was going to go. He loved it when you were brave for him, with him, taking control and taking what you want from him. He’s waited for this moment for so long but one word from you and he would go jump in the endless snow outside and quickly cure himself of his raging hard on.

Your hands continued their leisurely journey down Eric’s chest until you got to the hem of his shirt. You looked back up at Eric’s face, as if you were asking permission. He nodded and your fingers brushed the skin underneath his shirt and gasped at how cold he was. But you didn’t let that deter you one bit as you grabbed the hem of the shirt and lifted it up and over his head; with Eric’s help of course. And then your hands were all over his bare chest starting back up at his strong shoulders, then trailing down his chest your fingers stop over where his heart is; and feeling a certain sadness that you wouldn’t feel it’s steady beat under your touch.

Eric seemed to sense what you were feeling and grabbed your chin making you look up at him. “Your heart is big enough that it beats for the both of us, sötma.” he whispered lovingly before placing a kiss on your lips and letting your chin go so you can continue with your exploration.

You leaned down and placed a kiss to that spot on his chest, biting your lip when you heard Eric’s little gasp. Your hands went down feeling his hard abs and then those delicious hip “v’s” that you so desperately needed to run your tongue over but maybe later tonight. You looked back up at Eric’s face and grabbed one of his massive hands; Eric watched intently as you flipped his hand over and started to lovingly trace the lines there.

Eric couldn’t help himself any longer the same hand that you so lovingly traced he used to cup your cheek, and traced your lips with his thumb.

“Do you know how beautiful you are to me?” He asked as he grabbed the hem of your shirt and pulled it over your head leaving your chest bare to him.

You felt your cheeks flush. “No. I don’t think you’ve ever told me before. Why don’t you count the ways.” You giggled and let out a little squeal as Eric flipped the both of you over so your back was to the soft fur rug and he was sprawled out on top of you.

“You’re such a little shit you know that?” He smirked as he leaned down and kissed a spot at your chest, giving it a little suck. Making whatever little smart comment you were about to say dissolve from your mind as you felt Eric ladden your body with open mouth kisses. First to your neck and then your collarbones and then to the spot right where your heart was.

“Eric.” his name falling from your mouth in a breathy whisper.

His hair tickled your face as he kissed lower and you let out a gasp as his tongue swirled around your nipple, making your back arch from the surprise of it.

“So sensitive.” he chided and you felt a gush of warmth spread between your thighs at his words. Before you watched him bring that nipple into his mouth and give it a light suck before he went to do the same to the other. “I wonder where else you're sensitive.” He purred as you felt his lips brush reverently against the bottom of your breasts before continuing his journey to where you were most sensitive.

You tangled your hands in his hair as he reached your pants and he held your gaze as he undid each of the buttons, making you smile as he lifted your hips up and pulled your pants completely off, leaving you completely bare to him.

“Oh, Y/N.” He purred as he admired your naked body sprawled out in front of him on his fur rug looking like a norse goddess. “Every part of you is a gift.” He said as he grabbed one of your legs and placed soft kisses there before doing the same to the other. He loved how sprawled out you were for him like a feast all for him.

“Eric.” You moaned out his name again as you watched him settle himself between your legs, his strong shoulders keeping you spreaded out for him as you watched as he took his index finger and ran it down your slit making you gasp. You watched eagerly as he placed that finger in his mouth and sucked on it.

“Just as sweet as I knew you’d be, baby.” He smirked and then you felt his tongue flick up your folds before swirling around your clit making your hips buck up into his face.

You watched as Eric swiveled his head side to side and elicited more moans from you each one getting louder and louder as he sucked your clit and he fucked you with his tongue. Your fingers alternated between burying themselves in Eric’s soft hair to gripping the fur rug behind you as you watched Eric devour you.

As you felt your orgasm climb you started to writhe under Eric but he easily placed his strong arm over you stomach keeping you under his delicious torture. “Eric, baby I’m gonna come.” You moaned, feeling like you were going to fall over the edge any second.

“Go ahead baby, come for me. Let me see how pretty you look when you fall apart.” He purred before he added his fingers and crooked them inside you and you fell apart. Eric ate you out through your orgasm letting you ride that wave of pleasure until you finally went limp under him.

You watched with shaky breaths as Eric pulled away from you giving your clit a kiss before smiling up at you. “I don’t know how I’ll ever get enough of this sweet pussy, sötma.” he said before climbing up and kissing you deeply letting you taste yourself.

“Are you ready for me, sötma?” He asked and then you felt his strong fingers rub against your soaked folds before he entered you feeling how wet you were for him. “Oh yeah, I think you’re ready for me.” He smiled, kissing you again before standing up and unbuttoning his pants before quickly discarding them.

He looked like a god from this angle, all strong and hard muscles as he loomed over you, his hard cock springing to his stomach. You’d never been particularly fond of blowjobs mainly because of how your past lovers would grab your head and try to force you down more. But you didn’t feel that Eric you wanted to be at his knees lavishing him with pleasure while he stroked your head lovingly gifting you with lavish praises about how good you were for him.

Maybe another night. You thought to yourself.

Eric knelt back down till he was sprawled back over you and proceeded to ladden you with soft open mouth kisses, his hands massaging your breasts until you could feel the need between your legs grow until it was too much; you needed Eric now.

“Eric, please.” You moaned breathily.

“Are you sure you want me now? We have all night, baby.” He said, kissing your neck again. “Maybe you let me play with that pussy for another hour and then I’ll fuck you.”

You felt you center throb at the thought at what kind of pleasure could pull from you in an hour; not still not fuck you.

“No. I want you Eric. I need you inside me now. Please.” You whispered in his ear earning a low growl from him.

“Well, there’s no way I can deny such a pretty girl when she’s begging for me.” He hummed and you felt his hard length press up against your folds. “This what you want from me?” He asked, knowing full well, that’s exactly what you wanted.

“Are you going to keep talking or are you going to fuck me?” you gasped feeling Eric’s hard length press deeper into you, letting you get used to him as he stretched you out for him.

“Oh baby you’ve got such a mouth on you. I can’t wait to see it wrapped around my cock. I just know you’d look so pretty on your knees for me.” He purred as he slid home, making you moan in his ear as he pressed close to your body,to your warmth.

Eric kept his pace slow letting you get used to his invasion but also to leave you breathless and wanting under him. He knows what you want; that you want him to pound into you and he will have no worry about that. He can’t wait to hear the lewd sounds of your wet pussy as he drives into you over and over until you scream his name. But right now he wants to draw this out, really feel each part of you and then he’ll pound into your aching pussy.

“Eric, please.” you breathed out, your nails gripping his back as he kept his pace slow and sensual, making you writhe beneath him.

“Please what? Sötma.”

“Harder.” You begged.

Eric chuckled against your skin. “I just can’t deny you anything can I?” He asked, looking at your face.

“Please Eric.”

“Alright, baby.” He said and before you knew it, Eric pulled out of you and brought his hands under your back and brought you up to his until you were straddling him and just as quickly as he pulled out of you, did he plunge himself back into your wet folds; setting a brutal pace as he fucked up into you.

You let out a scream of pleasure as your hands wrapped around Eric and held him close as he fucked you.

“Is this what you want, baby?”

“Yes.” You whimpered, kissing Eric’s neck and sucked at the spot where his shoulder and neck meet earning a low groan from him.

“Oh Eric!” You moaned, your nails gripping onto his back. “I-I I’m going to come.”

“Come for me sötma. Grip me with that tight little pussy of yours.” He growled as he drove into you harder and you felt yourself go supernova as your orgasm racked your body. Eric held you tight, slowing his pace down just enough to let you ride through your orgasm.

After a few seconds though you felt Eric’s pace quicken again and to your surprise his quickening pace was building you up to another orgasm.

“Eric. I don’t think I can survive another one.” You moaned, your face buried in the crook of his neck. Eric tangled his fingers in your hair and pulled enough to bring your face to his.

“You can and you will baby. I want to feel you squeeze my cock again, with that beautiful pussy.” He growled and kissed you, his hand leaving your hair to snake between your bodies and rub small circles on your oversensitive clit and you gasped into his kiss as you felt your orgasm crash over you as Eric held you close to him, as he chased his own end.

“Fuck! I love you so much, Y/N.” He screamed as his own orgasm crashed over him, holding you closer to his body as he fell back down onto the soft fur rug underneath him.

As you laid on top of Eric trying to calm your breathing and find your equilibrium again. Eric’s fingers found your hair again and stroked it lovingly.

“I love you too ya know?” You smiled and kissed his chest. “And not just for the sex. Although I could definitely get used to that.” You laughed.

“You are trouble.” He said, scrunching his nose at you before bringing your lips to his in another searing kiss.

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jadegrey711 · 3 years

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Trouble

Soft dark!Andy Barber x Fem!Reader

A/N: Hello everyone! So recently I’ve become absolutely obsessed with both @navybrat817 and @stargazingfangirl18 who both write absolutely amazing stuff and I want to be them when I grow up. So when I found out Siri was doing a 5k writing challenge i figured i’d throw my hat in the ring and maybe get out of this depression writing slump.

So I decided to make a vey very very! Soft!Dark Andy Barber x Fem!Reader. Seriously it’s like Dark Light lol. But I hope you all like it! I hope to do another one before the month is over but let’s see shall we?

*NOT MY GIF. Credit in the TAGS*

Word Count:1484

If you like my stories you can check out my sideblog @jadegreywriting to see all of them and my masterlist without filtering through my main blog.

WARNINGS: Sexual Situations (18+ ONLY), Overstimulation, possessive Andy, deeply jealous Andy, Oral sex (F Receiving), Vaginal sex.

Other warnings include very mediocre writing.

He watched you from a distance as he continued talking with his fellow associates, making sure to keep a watchful eye on you as you chatted with the wives. He smirked to himself knowing you must be bored out of your mind, but you did it for him and he loved you for it.

Suddenly though, Andy watched as Neil Logiudice approached you from behind, putting a hand on your arm. You seemed startled for a minute and then smiled, putting your hand on top of his and Andy saw red.

He barely registered what the others in his group were talking about. Because his gaze was focused solely on you and Neil and how cozy you were in each other’s company. How you and the other women laughed at some joke he made and about how in the three minutes he had been standing there he hadn’t been able to keep his fucking hands off of you. He felt like breaking each one of those fingers, making sure he let Neil know that he was never to touch you again. He could feel his whole body vibrate with violence as he continued watching, knowing you were none the wiser.

Neil was nice enough and he was an associate of Andy’s so when he put his hand on your arm to get your attention you let it slide, putting your hand on top of his and gave it a friendly pat fighting the urge to swat it away immediately. You were at a party full of Andy’s work friends and associates so making a scene over something small would not be a good impression on either your part or Andy’s; so you let it slide and you let the other four times he touched you slide as well. Even as you were mentally flinching each time he did it. After the fourth time you looked around the room for Andy, looking for an escape of some kind and immediately found him; across the room and boring holes into the back of Neil’s head with that dark gaze.

You took that as your cue to quickly excuse yourself, saying that it was getting rather late and you should go and find Andy. Everyone waved you off as you departed from the group and over to where Andy was.

“Hi honey.” You smiled, grabbing his hand and lacing your fingers with his and while everyone else in the group was still talking you heard Andy sigh and grip your fingers back; turning his face towards your he gave you a small smile.

“Do you want to get out of here?” He whispered in your ear.

“Definitely!” You whispered back. Before you plastered a smile on your face as Andy said goodbye to everyone and then put his hand on the small of your back and guided you out the exit.

Later that night after you both had gotten home, gotten into bed and as Andy had your leg over his strong shoulder while he devoured your soul between your legs did he bring up Neil.

You writhed on the bed, your fingers tangled in Andy’s hair as you felt your orgasm coming on fast with the pace he was eating you out at. When suddenly Andy surprised you.

“You good friends with Neil now?” he asked nonchalantly against your folds, before he sucked harshly on your clit. Making you groan.

“What?” you asked confused at what he was possibly asking you right now as he was sucking all rational thought out through your pussy.

“Are you good friends with Neil?” He asked again, giving your clit another harsh suck. And you felt your legs convulse.

“What the fuck Andy?” You asked but the sound of his name was more of a moan as he added two of his fingers and pumped your sweet pussy.

Andy didn’t give for a minute as he continued to suck and lick at your folds until you finally came, but instead of gently working you through your orgrasm, his fingers kept their harsh pace as he looked up at you.

“You seemed like real good friends when you let him put his fucking hands on you.” He growled as he placed an open mouth kiss on your pussy. His other hand pulling the hood of your clit back before placing another one of those kisses there and sucking it again.

“Fuck! Andy! I’m gonna come again.” you cried out, feeling that the pleasure was starting to be too much for you. But the way that you started to pull on Andy’s hair to pull him off or the way your hips turned away from him his touches didn’t deter him one bit as he continued with his interrogation.

He leaned up from you and watched his fingers stroke in and out of you before he added a third one, earning a low whine from you as you felt yourself building up to another orgasm.

“You didn’t answer my question sweetheart. Why did that fuck think he could put his hands on what is mine?”

“Andy.” you moaned, trying to get away from his touch but he wasn’t having any of that as he placed his heavy bicep over your stomach, keeping you there at his mercy.

You felt that sinful tongue run through your folds again, his thick beard scratching your thighs adding whatever sensations you were feeling to new heights. Then he pulled out his fingers so he could fuck you with his tongue now. Your third orgasm coming like a runaway freight train. You felt your toes curl as your third orgasm washed over you making you lift from the bed like Andy was performing an exorcism on you.

You felt tears in your eyes as you tried again to pull away from Andy’s touches feeling your thighs tremble uncontrollably now but Andy wasn’t stopping not until he got what he wanted from you; not until he got an answer for why Neil thought he could put his hands on what didn’t belong to him.

“Fuck Andy! Stop!” you sobbed. “He just came up to me. I didn’t want to make a scene about some guy putting his hand on my arm so I didn’t do anything about it. I knew you were right there if I felt uncomfortable and I did; so I left.” you cried out, feeling the tears roll down your cheeks. “Please honey stop.” you sobbed.

You watched in relief as Andy pulled his plump lips away from your aching pussy, and felt your pussy clench at the sight of his beard absolutely drenched in your juices. But your relief was short lived, as you saw the look in Andy’s eyes, the feral look they held in them.

“He made you uncomfortable?”

“Yes, but I came straight to you. Please Andy I can’t take it anymore baby please.” you whined.

“I should break everyone of his fingers for laying a fucking hand on what’s mine.” He said softly, placing chaste kisses on your inner thighs and you let out a small cry. You watched in relief as he climbed up the length of your body, and ladened you with soft hungry kisses, letting you taste yourself on his tongue.

“I love you.” he said softly, giving you another soft kiss. “I’m so glad that you felt that you could just come to me when you were feeling uncomfortable. I never want you to feel that way again so next time, you’ll just stay with me the whole time okay?”

You quickly nodded and kissed Andy back. You both just stayed there like that for a minute, him hovering and stretched over your body, ladening you with soft kisses before he pulled away from you and gave you a wicked smile.

“But I think you have one more in you baby.” he said and before you could even react. Andy grabbed the back of each of your legs, bringing you closer to him, before he swiftly impaled you with his achingly hard cock.

Andy set a brutal pace obviously trying to get you off one more time before he loses all control. You let out a high keen, and grabbed onto Andy, your nails raking down his back; a small revenge for him absolutely wrecking you tonight all because of some asshole touching you.

“I’m gonna fill you up so nicely baby. No one will ever have any doubt that you are mine.” he let out a low grown. “And that I’m yours.” he growled leaning down to suck and place kisses on your neck.

Without warning your orgasm crashed over you and you were sure that if Andy wasn’t there pressing down onto you, you would’ve snapped in half from the force of it. As Andy chased his own end, he kissed the tears that were flowing down your cheeks.

“Nothing fucks with my baby.”

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jadegrey711 · 3 years

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I Can’t Get No...

Ransom Drysdale x Fem!Reader

A/N; Hello everyone! So this is my second addition for @stargazingfangirl18 5k writing challenge! I got this idea after watching a new Netflix show I immediately had this idea for any number of Chris Evan’s characters, but I thought Ransom suited it best. I really hope I did my own idea justice lmao. I want to see if you guys can guess what song the title is based off of! I thought I was very clever lol.

*NOT MY GIF. CREDIT IS IN THE TAGS*

If you like my stories you can check out my sideblog @jadegreywriting to see all of them and my masterlist without filtering through my main blog.

Word Count: 2673

Warnings: Dub-con, masturbation (fem), Vaginal fingering, mentions of breeding kink.

“I fucking hate him.” I mumbled to yourself, almost as a reminder as your mind drifted back to those blue eyes and cocky mouth as he’d whisper dirty things in your ear.

“Stop.” you whispered again, shaking your head to clear the image of his plump lips leaning towards yours as you furiously rubbed your clit, desperately trying to come. But, you just couldn’t shake the image of him trailing those sinful kisses down your body and the way his eyes darken as he positioned himself in between your legs, placing soft kisses on your inner thigh before he brought you to complete ecstasy.

“Fuck!” You shouted, pulling your hands from between your legs.

You almost felt like crying with how badly you had wanted to come to get some sort of relief but it seemed like your body just wouldn’t let you. Not without thinking about Ransom, even when you were with other people you still couldn’t get off; not without thinking about him. And you refused to give into those sweet daydreams now matter how much you wanted to.

It’s not like you didn’t try, for five months after your breakup with Ransom, you had revenge sex with multiple different partners, but all of those encounters ended the same way. With your partner finishing and your body betraying you, with the constant reminder that Ransom owned this body and nobody could make it sing like him.

You wouldn’t give in though, even if it meant you could never get off again; you were done with Ransom and all of the crap that came with him. You vowed you’d never go back to him, no matter what your body had to say on the matter. Because you knew that if you did give into that temptation that was Ransom Drysdale and go back to him, there’d be no escaping him this time.

Ransom let you walk out this time, but he’d soon realize that losing you would be like losing one of his many toys and if you were ever to go back to him. He’d do anything and everything in his power to make sure that next time there would be no escaping him. Ransom wasn’t the kind of person who took kindly to others having his toys and you were by far, his favorite one.

The image of Ransom tying you to the bed in the heat of an argument and keeping you there so he can fuck the argument out of you, flooded your mind and you felt your nipples hardened. Before you quickly shooed the image out of your mind, and tried to have some semblance of sleep.

*** The next morning as you walked out of the elevator out onto the floor of Blood Like Wine Publishing, already feeling grouchy but there was also a modicum of tension in the air.

The interns were running around like chickens without their heads and others in the office were whispering to each other in hushed tones.

“I didn’t even know he knew where the publishing house was at.”

“Surely he’s not here to actually work.”

“He must have gotten in trouble with mommy and daddy again.”

The more whispers you heard the more your heart started to pound in your chest as you walked further into the publishing house.

“No, he wouldn’t stoop this low.” You thought to yourself, shaking your head. “It’s been five months, he wouldn’t pull a stunt like this now.” But as you neared closer and closer to your office you saw that the door was wide open and you heard laughter coming from in there.

“He fucking didn’t” You hissed, and walked into your office to find your boss and Ransom sitting on the edge of your desk; laughing with each other about some joke.

“Y/N!” Your boss greeted you cheerfully. “Just the woman we’ve been waiting to see.”

You stared directly at your boss not even sparing Ransom a glance in his direction and tried to plaster on your brightest “at work” smile, even though they could probably smell the panic that was coming off of you.

“What can I do for you, Mr. Perkins?”

“As you might have already guessed, we have a special guest with us today. I don’t think I need to introduce you two.” Mr. Perkins said with a knowing smile, making your eyes narrow at the thought that their earlier joke was probably about you.

“Yes, Mr. Drysdale. What made you grace our presence today.” You seethed not caring about hiding any ounce of venom behind your voice.

“Mr.Drysdale has decided that he’s going to become part of the Blood Like Wine family!” Mr. Perkins said excitedly and you felt your heart drop.

Before you could say anything Ransom chimed in. “That’s right. I’ve decided it’s time for me to be more a part of the family’s legacy and really push up my sleeves and be a part of this company.”

You had to stifle the psychotic laugh that threatened to burst through your lips at the idea of Ransom working for a living let alone carrying out the family’s legacy. He hated his family.

“Indeed a noble action.” Mr. Perkins said wistfully. “Anyways the reason why we are here in your office is I thought you could show Mr. Drysdale around the office and help him get settled in here since you both are already acquainted with each other.” And then he did it again. Mr. Perkins threw Ransom that knowing look and you swear you could have throttled the fucker right there.

You ground your teeth but nodded trying to put on a professional smile but you didn’t think anyone was buying, especially not Ransom.

“Alright, good. Now I’ve got to get back to work, it’s all busy, busy around here.” Mr.Perkins but this time you didn’t return it.

“Thank you again Mr. Perkins for taking time out of your busy schedule. To help me settle in.”

“Of course, Mr. Drysdale.”

“Please. Call me Hugh.” Ransom smiled sweetly.

“Alright Hugh.” And with that Mr. Perkins left your office.

You quickly looked down the hallway as Mr. Perkins went into his office and then closed your office door and looked at Ransom.

“What the actual fuck are you doing here? This is a new kind of twisted. Showing up at my job Ransom?”

He smiled at you and got off of your desk. “It’s nice to see you again, Y/N.”

“Cut the bullshit Ransom. What the fuck are you doing here?”

“I mean this is my family’s business isn’t it? I’m certainly not going into fucking real estate with my mother.” He said the last word with a sneer, but then quickly replaced it with that cocky smirk. “I just thought it was time I started being a part of this company. I wanted the CEO position, unfortunately this is the best they could do on such short notice but I’m sure by next quarter I’ll have that CEO position.” He smiled, his glacier eyes meeting yours. “And maybe I just wanted to see you.”

“Is everything a fucking game to you?” You asked incredulously.

“Yes.” He said the word like a growl.

“What do you think you’re going to win in this little game you’re playing, Ransom?”

“You.”

You let out a small chuckle. “That’s never going to fucking happen. You can drop dead first.”

You watched Ransom’s jaw twitch. “I’ve given you space for five months, Y/N.”

You felt your whole body fill with pent up rage as you scoffed. “You gave me space? I fucking left you Ransom!”

Ransom’s face hardened into something serious as he pushed off from the desk and walked closer to you. “I want you back. You’re mine and you know it.”

“Fuck off Ransom. In fact get the fuck out of my office.” You hissed at him and pointed towards the door.

His cold eyes scanned down your body, paying particular attention to your rising chest as your breathing became heavier.

Ransom’s eyes held a calculating coldness to them as he spoke. “I can make your life very hard here, Y/N. I know how hard you’ve worked to get where you are in the company. It would be such a shame if you’d lose that position that you’ve worked so hard for; just from a small phone call from me to your boss.” Ransom let out a soft sigh, running his hand through his hair. “It would be a lot easier on both of us if you just came back to me.”

You let out an incredulous laugh. “You threaten my position in this company, my livelihood and then expect me to just come crawling back to you?” You shook your head furiously. “It doesn’t matter what you threaten me with Ransom. I will never come back to you! I won’t go back to being treated like a piece of shit, like a damn afterthought or something you can just use as you wish.”

You let out a shaky breath, feeling the sting of tears come to your eyes as you thought back to how your relationship with Ransom was. “I won’t put my heart on the chopping block again for you.”

Ransom’s cold expression softened as he took in your words, once again moving towards you. But you walked around him so that now he was close to the door and you were close to the desk.

“I know it wasn’t the best but fuck I need you, Y/N. You make my life mean something, I promise that I’ve changed for the better.”

You let out a laugh. “Changed? You couldn’t have possibly changed in these five months if you’re threatening to get me fired so I’ll go back to you.”

“You’re the reason I changed, Y/N. When you left me-” he paused, choosing his next words wisely. “When you left me, I only realized then just how much you meant to me. How much I needed you in my life. And I just let you slip through my fingers.”

“Cut the shit Ransom. I know you, and I know your games. That whole ‘I’m the reason you changed’ act may work on some other foolish girl but not me. You’re incapable of change but you are a half decent actor. I’ll give you that.” You sat at the front of your desk and laughed. “It’s really too bad that you came to this whole “realization” five months too late. Cuz’ while you were coming to this realization; I’ve already moved on and there certainly hasn’t been a shortage of lacking partners.”

You knew you fucked up as soon as you said it. But Ransom had always brought out the pettier version of you. However, you should have kept your mouth shut, as you watched Ransom’s handsome face contorted with anger, those cold indifferent glacier eyes darkened.

Before you could react, Ransom was on you, his strong arms caging you to the desk, his body already between your legs keeping you pinned there entirely. His breathing was as heavy as your own as you met his eyes, daring him to do something. You watched as Ransom leaned closer into your body, his nose brushing the side of your neck inhaling your scent before placing a soft kiss to the hollow behind your ear and you could already feel how wet you were for him.

“I’ve really missed you baby.” he whispered in your ear and continued laddening your neck with soft kisses. You bit your lip harshly to try and keep the obvious moans from escaping past your lips.

You refused to give in to him no matter how good his kisses felt, how good it felt to be touched again. No matter how much your body carved his touch. “I don’t miss you.” you hissed, but even Ransom knew there was no real anger in your voice now; not with how he was sucking your neck, marking you as his again.

“Oh yeah? Let’s see what your sweet pussy has to say about that, darling.” His touch was rougher as he grabbed the edge of your skirt trying to lift it up your legs.

“Ransom no!” You cried, trying to grab your hem and fight it from his hand but his other hand simply grabbed both of yours and held your hands in place as he pushed your skirt up enough so he now had full access to your throbbing pussy. You tried to clench your thighs together to keep his hands away but it was no use with his body in between your legs and pushed so close to yours.

You bit your lip and you knew Ransom could feel how wet you were, as he cupped your mound, how you were throbbing against his hand.

A shit eating grin spread across Ransom’s face as his fingers slid between your folds causing you to gasp. Ransom tsked at you. “Who’s the actress now, darling?” he leaned in to steal a kiss from your lips and you let him.

Let him deepen it and sweep his tongue across yours, as his fingers rubbed against your folds, earning a low moan from you. “Let me have you sweetheart. Tell me you’re mine.” he whispered sweetly, as his thumb traced over your clit and you let out a high keen.

You could already feel how close you were, your body wanting, needing this release that only he could give you. Ransom lets go of your hands and you wrap them around his neck, trying to find some sort of footing as the world was being knocked out from underneath you as your orgasm crashed over you.

You tried to muffle your scream in his neck and felt tears in your eyes at how intense your release was.

“Wow. For someone who hates me so much, you came so quickly.” he chuckled, rubbing a few more small circles on your clit before he pulled his fingers out of you and sucked on them. “Fuck. I’ve missed the way you taste, darling.” He moaned, and before you could wipe away the evidence Ransom noticed the tears in your eyes.

“I know those aren’t tears of sadness.” He cocks an eyebrow. “You’ve always been sensitive, darling but I’ve never gotten you to cry before.” he chuckled and then you watched with heated cheeks as he clicked it all together and then smiled. “How long has it been for you? The whole five months?”

You don’t answer him, you only try to turn your face away from Ransom, but he grabs your chin and makes you look him in the eyes. He’s always been able to read you like a book.

“You haven’t been able to come at all have you?” he laughed and then his smile twisted into something cruel and mocking. “Not even with all those men you’ve been fucking huh? Nobody has been able to make this pussy sing have they? That’s so sad, darling. To go all this time and deny yourself when you could’ve just come back and I would’ve gladly ruined you-” He stopped himself and laughed before continuing. “But I guess I already have haven't I?”

He kissed you harshly, your chin still gripped in his hand. “Because this pussy knows who it belongs to. And you know it too.”

“No.” You whispered weakly.

“Oh yes, Y/N. We are made for each other and there’s no walking away from me this time sweetheart. I’m going to have to think of some way to tie you to me. Maybe I'll give you a kid or two. I know we both aren’t very fond of children but there may be no other option to make sure that you won’t leave me next time we have a fight.”

“No, Ransom.” you said your voice filled with panic. Ransom quickly hushed you by putting his lips back on yours in a searing kiss.

“Shh, it’s okay sweet girl, you'll learn to love me in time.” His smile wicked. “Besides, I think I like the idea of little boys with their dad’s good looks. Maybe later, maybe for now I’ll just stick to tying you to our bed and fucking you senseless until you see my side of things.”

You watched as Ransom pulled away from your lips to whisper in your ear. “But, right now I’m going to fuck you over your desk and have the whole building hear you scream as I break your little dry spell, darling.”

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I Wasn’t Expecting That (Part 2)

Eric Northman X Fem!Reader

A/N: Hello my loves! So a while back I posted the first part of this oneshot with Eric Northman and I got a few comments saying they wanted a part two which I definitely wasn’t planning on doing but in one of my insomnia episodes I came up with the plot for part two! Be warned it’s super angsty which is a rarity coming from me.

*NOT MY GIF*

Word Count: 1487

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Soundtrack Inspiration:

-Cruel World: Active Child

-Cold: Aqualung, Lucy Schwartz

- I wish I knew: Shron Van Etten

Everything around you was dark. Dark and suffocating. You felt like you were coated in that darkness as it laid heavily over every inch of your skin, over your mouth suffocating you, and your eyes as it blinded you further. You felt the fear get the best of you as you started to claw your way out of the darkness, you felt it as it clung under your fingernails. You tried to blink it away as it got in your eyes but there was no use, you let your panic guide you through the cloying darkness as you finally broke free and saw the face of your own personal heaven; Eric.

You felt your chest relax a bit at the site of his smooth face, his blue eyes wide with worry. Maybe this truly was heaven and even here in this heavenly place, they let you have your monster.

He held his hand out for you to take, a small smile starting to form on his face at the sight of you.

“Eric.” You whispered, hearing just how rough your voice sounded to your own ears and reached your hand out to take his. But when you did you were startled at how solid it felt under your hand. With your hand still in his you turned his hand around examining it, his touch felt so real like he was actually here. Then you felt it.

Hunger.

A deep chest aching hunger rushed through you, you shook your head in confusion and watched as the small smile on Eric’s face faded as he watched you put the pieces together.

“Y/N.” He whispered softly, like you were a frightened animal he was trying to coax from falling over a ledge.

You let go of Eric’s hand and turned your head to look back at what he had just pulled you out of. A hole.

“No.” You whispered. Looking at the massive hole where you just clawed your way out of and then back to Eric. And you finally saw the dirt he was covered in.

“Y/N. I can explain but first you have to eat.” He said in a firm but still soft voice and pulled a blood bag from behind his back.

“Oh God, Eric.” You whispered, feeling tears coming to your eyes. And the memory of your final moments came back to you. The feel of the bullet tearing through your chest, your heart slowing, and Eric’s voice roaring as you faded into that sweet darkness.

You looked down at yourself and saw the blood that coated your shirt right where your heart was. You felt that panic washing over you again in waves as you frantically tried to find the bullet hole. You teared open your shirt and clawed at your chest trying to find it, hoping that this was some sort of sick joke.

Eric reached his hands out to stop you. But you slapped him away. “Y/N. Let me explain, please.”

“You didn’t Eric!” You shouted, feeling the tears stream down your face as all the pieces came together.

Shame crossed Eric’s face.

“Please Eric, tell me you didn’t. That you didn’t do this to me!” You screamed, rubbing the tears from your eyes but stopped cold as you looked at your fingers. They were covered in blood. You truly were vampire now, blood tears and all.

“Y/N.” He said, reaching for you again and this time not letting you stop him as he enveloped you in his strong arms. But you couldn’t stop looking at your fingers.

“Oh my God.”

“You couldn’t understand why I did it.” he said softly against your dirt covered hair. “One minute you were by my side and then the next you were jumping in front of me, taking a bullet in the heart. Pam told me you were too far gone, but-”

You cut him off, pushing at his chest and surprising yourself when you were able to push him away. “You were selfish.”

Eric looked pained at that. “I couldn’t just let you die Y/N! You had so much life left to live and… and I just couldn’t bear the thought of it being ripped away from you.” “And you call this living? Feeding off of people and living in darkness?” You watched as Eric ground his teeth. “I died saving you!” You shoved at his chest again and felt a small amount of satisfaction at watching him stumble. “I took a bullet for you and this is what you do!” You shouted and shoved at Eric again and he let you. He let you get all of your anger out as you continued shoving and punching his chest.

“I died a hero’s death and then you turn me into a fucking monster!” You screamed, giving Eric one last punch hard enough to knock him to the ground. You felt your shoulders sag and then you fell to your knees, letting your blood tears fall to the ground. You felt like all your energy had been sapped out of you, you knew it was the hunger but you dreaded knowing that you’d have to feed.

Eric was already back on his feet and standing in front of you. “I know I was selfish. But, there is no life for me without you, Y/N. There never will be and even if it takes years for you to forgive me I will be right there until you do.”

“What if I never forgive you?” You asked your voice calm and even as you looked up at his pained face.

“Then that’s your choice. I’ve taken enough of your choices.”

Both of you were silent as you stewed over your choices.

“Before you decide to hate me forever can you please just eat. You maybe vampire now but you’ve had nothing to eat and you're weak.”

You shook your head. “I don’t want that.”

“Y/N.” he said in a firm voice.

“Fuck Eric! Lay off! I’m covered in blood and dirt and I’m going to retch at the idea of drinking that right now. I just want to wash everything off of me. Okay?”

Eric just nodded and held out his hand again for you to take.

**** You sighed softly at the feel of the shower washing off all the dirt and blood that was still on you from last night. You watched as the blood swirled down the drain, the last remnants of your human life being washed from you.

You turned the shower up, feeling that your skin was still cold but you still didn’t feel the warmth of the shower seep through your skin. So, you turned it up hotter and hotter. But still you felt nothing as you stood there under the scalding water but you were still cold on the inside.

You don’t know how long you had been standing here in that shower, but without realizing it you saw Eric’s hand reach past the shower curtain and turn down the water before he stepped inside himself. He was naked but there was nothing sexual between you as he climbed into the shower and grabbed the shampoo and started washing the dirt from your hair.

He was gentle as he covered your eyes and washed the soap from your hair then grabbed the conditioner and began to repeat the process. All the while he whispered to himself in another language but you couldn’t be bothered to find out what he was saying.

There was a time when you dreamt about your life with Eric and how it didn’t matter how happy you were with each other there would always be a time when you’d have to say goodbye to one another. Whether it was a few years down the line or in death. But, now there would be no goodbye unless you decided to leave him and you were pretty sure that even if it would kill him he would let you go this time. Like he said, he had taken enough of your choices.

You were tired of being angry, tired of thinking about what your life would be like now. You knew why he did it, and honestly you couldn’t say that you wouldn’t do the same for him, you did take a bullet for him. You just wanted to enjoy the feel of Eric’s hands on you again, wanted to enjoy the fact that you could hold him again.

So, you turned in his arms and wrapped your arms around his waist holding him tight. You heard his small sigh as he wrapped his hands around your head and held you as he stroked your wet hair.

You both had a lot to discuss for the future and maybe that future didn’t include Eric but right now you wanted to enjoy the first spark of warmth in your chest you felt all night.

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Hi! So uh, can I have a Thomas Doherty x reader? Like some sweet fluff + smut

If you don't know who he is can you do a hardin Scott x reader where reader was Hardin's best friend but liked him since they were kids as their parents were friends? So when Reader finally built up the courage to ask him out, they found out he is with tessa? And reader never heard of them afterwards? So when tessa and hardin take a break, Hardin meets reader who had now completely changed? They were now the ceo of their parent's company and were a strict person, reader slowly falls in love with Hardin again? So in the end it was actually reader about whom he wrote the book about?

Hi Anon! I actually don’t know who that is and I don’t know After enough to write for it. Sorry!

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You Just Don’t realize how much I Love you

Sebastian Stan x Fem!Reader

A/N; So I’ve been reading a lot of Sebastian Stan fanfic recently, and I watched the new movie Monday. And I saw Sebastian in this sweater and I decided to write this. This is 1000% based on my real life and purely a coping mechanism for me lol. I did have a panic attack like this and I wished someone like Seb was there to comfort me.

*NOT MY GIF, source for the gif is in the tags.*

Summary; Sebastian comforts reader when she’s having a panic attack.

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You felt like you were drowning, you could physically feel your throat close up and your heart race as you stared at the computer screen realizing that you’d have to wait a whole another year in order to try again to get into the nursing program. You could literally feel your life slipping out of your fingers; out from under your control. Everyone else was moving on with their life, having careers, relationships, children. But no not you, you were stuck mid waist in the quicksand and everyone was leaving you behind, you’d never amount to anything, just like you always knew you would.

You felt your breath quicken as the tears suddenly came and you knew you were having a panic attack, but you didn’t do anything to try and stop it you just let it consume you. Imagining how your future was going to play out, you’d be alone, no one would want you and it was what you deserved.

“Y/N?” Sebastian called for you, cutting off your self deprecating thought process.

You didn’t answer him though, you just let your mind spiral out, letting the tears fall down your cheeks.

“Y/N. Are you still in here babe?” Sebastian said as he came into the office to find you sitting at your office chair, tears streaming down your face and your breath coming out in a rapid pace.

“Y/N!” He called out for you and quickly came to your side. “Y/N. What’s the matter?” He asked urgently as he dropped to his knees his large warm hands grasping your face, bringing you slightly back to reality. “Come on Y/N, you gotta talk to me baby.” His said, his voice a hushed whisper.

“I didn’t make it.” You said softly, not meeting his eyes knowing that he’d see you as a failure too.

“Didn’t make it in the program?” He asked tentatively.

“Yeah.”

“Is that why you’re having a panic attack? Baby look at me.” He said as he turned your face to meet his, but you still wouldn’t meet his eyes. “Y/N. It’s okay. It’s going to be okay.”

“I’m not good enough. I’ve never been good enough, this only proves it. I don’t have the grades, the experience, the points!” You gasped out the last word, feeling another wave of tears hit you.

“Oh baby.” He whispered and leaned forward and kissed you once on the lips before he pulled away and kissed both of your cheeks. “Baby you need to look at me, actually look at me.”

It felt like it took everything in your soul to meet his eyes, afraid of what you would fine there. Pity? Disappointment? But when you looked at those cerulean eyes you didn’t find any of those there; you found love and understanding. You bit your bottom lip to stop the fresh batch of tears that were coming, just from meeting those eyes.

“You are amazing. I want you to know that, I’m not trying to blow smoke up your ass, okay? You are an amazingly fantastic woman who is the hardest fucking worker I’ve ever seen. You are not worthless, you are enough.” He removed his hands from your face and reached for under your arms and pulled you out of your chair and close to his chest, so he could turn you around and sit on the chair with your cradled in his lap.

You immediately wrapped your arms around his neck, and took deep inhales of him, feeling your self coming back down to the ground. You could feel his large hands roam up and down your arms before he moved his hands to rub soothing circles in your back. He kept your close, close enough that you could feel the comforting beat of his heart against your skin. You felt comfort in how closely he held you, in the way how his soft sweater felt against your skin, in his smell and in the soft affirmations he whispered in your ear as he softly rocked the both of you.

“Baby I love you so much. It kills me to see you like this. It kills me to see you work so hard and then be cut down like this when I know how strong you are. And I don’t mean the front you put on everyday, I see you everyday, I lay next to you at night and I see that intelligent, beautiful, and strong woman that you don’t believe is there but she is and I see her; I see you.”

You let out a small sigh, feeling your breathing return to normal as Sebastian kept rubbing those small circles in your back, holding you close long after your panic attack faded away.

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Hi, I don’t know if your taking requests at the moment but I was wondering if I could get an imagine with Eric Northman where he falls in love with the reader who happens to be Tara Thornton’s sister? Please?

Love your writing❤️😃.

Unexpected

Eric Northman x Black Fem! Reader

A/N: I hope you like this! It’s definitely been a minute since I wrote for my fav vamp boy Eric! So i hope everything is consistent to the seasons. I did more of a first meeting with Eric and Reader, so I hope that’s okay. I also apologize for it being long but I’ve been in a writing slump for so long that I just kind of let it take me where it wanted to go until i ran out of juice for it lol. I hope it’s not too much of an abrupt cut off.

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1227

Source and Credit for this gif is located in the tags. This is not my gif

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It had been a month since you'd seen your sister, this mainly having to do with the fact that she was now Vampire. Which you knew she had a hard time adjusting to especially after everything she went through with Franklin. But you think that one of the main things that helped her with her transition was that no matter what you still remained a constant in her life.

Although this was the first time you'd be seeing your big sister in person, you'd called and texted each other constantly making sure that she still had some kind of normalcy in her new life. But from what she had been telling you after that first initial week she had adjusted well enough to be expected and even got a job at the place where her maker worked as a bartender. And that's where you were planning on meeting her tonight; Fangtasia.

You'd never been to a vampire bar. Not that you were prejudiced against them, it's just you never really had time for going out to bars and clubs with school literally keeping your social life shackled. So, you were both excited and nervous. You conveyed your feelings to Tara and she told you that there was nothing to worry about in the bar and if anyone did decide to mess with her big sister she'd take care of them personally.

You laughed her off but told her you appreciated it.

When you walked into Fangtasia it was nothing like you expected it to be. With it's red leather walls and stripper poles evenly spaced out in the place. Not to mention the massive bar that took up most of the space of the right wall and dead center was a stage with a lone chair or could you even call it a chair? It was more like a throne; that was sitting in the dead center of the stage with an obscenely handsome man sitting in it. His long legs spread out almost as if in invitation as he scanned the crowd of swaying bodies of both vampire and human. As he scanned the crowd his intense blue eyes suddenly made contact with yours.

You felt like a mouse staring into the mesmerizing eyes of a snake as you held you captive with those eyes you felt your heartbeat quicken and saw a smirk spread on that stoic marble face. Could he actually hear your heartbeat from this far? And with all of this noise going on in the background?

Suddenly you felt a hand around your arm and were pulled away from those transfixing eyes.

“Y/N!” Tara smiled and instantly wrapped you in a hug. It was definitely a tighter hug than your used to from your big sister but you embraced her back, with a smile on your face.

“Tara! I missed you so much.” you said as you continued to hug her before she pulled away.

“I missed you too Y/N.” she said and you felt your heart expand at the sight of Tara’s genuine smile. “Come on let’s get you a drink. You’re going to need one if you’re going to deal with all these weirdos tonight.” she said as she pulled you towards the bar, without giving you a chance to sneak another peak at the mystery man on the throne.

“Okay so we have to talk about the elephant in the room.” You stated as you watched Tara walk to the back of the bar as she started to pour the both of you drinks.

Tara gave you a quizzical look and she almost looked wary.

“Now does a drastic change in fashion sense come with being a vampire? Or is this just part of the job description?” You let out a chuckle and you felt your heart ache a bit as you saw Tara breathe a sigh of relief, before letting out a laugh herself.

“It’s mainly for the job. So you don’t make the weirdos feel out of place.” She said just as two heavily pierced goths came up to order something at the bar. You quickly stifled a giggle at their pissed off expressions to which TAra just quickly shrugged them off and started making their drinks.

As you were talking with Tara the next thirty minutes you felt this ever present presence behind you like someone was boring holes into the back of your skull, demanding that you look at them.

You swiveled in your seat, trying to find the source. You scanned the club, but felt your eyes mainly gravitate towards the center stage and the hulking presence that was seated there.

You tried not to stare but he evidently had no problem with staring as he scanned down your body; those blue eyes seemingly taking in every minute detail of you. And in return you did the same to him. Taking in the short blonde hair, chiseled jaw and those massive hands; which sent a shiver down your spine at the thought of all of what those hands could do.

“Oh hell no!” Tara shouted, gaining your attention again. “Don’t you dare go messing with Eric fucking Northman, Y/N. He is trouble with a capital crazy “T”.”

“I’m not messing with anyone. But he’s gorgeous, you can’t say that he isn’t Tara.” You defended, feeling your cheeks heat.

“Mhmm.” she said not believing a word of your crap. “I’m warning you Y/N, you're better off not even think-” Tara was cut off as you felt someone looming behind you and you suddenly realized that Tara wasn’t the only one who had gone quiet.

“Hello there little mouse.” His voice was like sin covered silk and you felt your body instantly heat. “And who might you be?”

You took a deep breath and turned in your seat. “I’m Tara’s sister, Y/N. '' You said softly as your eyes connected with his. Your breath caught in your throat as you took in all of him. Chiding yourself at noticing how big he actually is, so much so that you had to tilt your neck just to meet those pretty blue eyes.

His smile reminded you of a wolf as he looked from you to Tara. “I didn’t know you had a sister Tara. And one that was this beautiful as well.”

“She’s my kid sister.” Tara said, making you flinch at how she emphasized the kid part.

“Does she have your mouth too?” Eric chided and you felt the slap dealt to your sister and got up from where you were sitting.

“Yes, she does and she is also sitting right here. So if you have any questions why don’t you ask me and leave my sister alone.” You said, raising an eyebrow at him.

He raised an eyebrow at you in return, turning his gaze back onto you, before stunning you with one of his wolfish smiles.

“What?” You asked hesitantly.

“You are a very welcome surprise tonight, Y/N.”

You felt a spike of bravery run through you, you’d decide later if it was a stupid streak of bravery later as you looked back up in those hungry eyes. “Is that a good thing or a bad thing?”

You watched as his tongue darted out and wet his lips before he said “ Definitely a good thing. A very good thing.”

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