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tieronecrush · 1 year ago

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I’m finally sending you a request!!

it’s a bit based on Waking Up In Vegas by Katy Perry with Javier x reader.

they have known each other since high school but haven’t seen each other since after graduation, until one night they bump into each other in Las Vegas, while both are there for their friends’ birthday parties.

At some point it’s only them left at the bar and they spend the night drinking, talking about each others’ lives and other things 🫢

they wake up the next morning in the same bed, hangover and married.

I already know I’m going to love this!!

FINALLY have finished this, thank you so much for your patience friend! <3

(re)union with elvis

rating: E

word count:

summary: ask above!

warnings: alcohol use, drunkenness, silly decision making, chatting about marriage/kids/life, discussion of failed previous relationships, vegas marriage, elvis getting annoyed, making out, fingering, unprotected p in v, sloppy drunk sex with ur new husband lol, discussions of annulment/ending marriage, use of spanish (all translated), etc.

Eyes open to sunlight beaming in through the wide opening of the blackout hotel curtains. You shut them again immediately, turning over away from the window, stopping when your hand brushes something next to you. Your eyes spring open again at the feeling, taking in next to you the dark, touseled hair, relaxed brow, hooked nose with a full mustache above plush lips.

Javier Peña.

You completely forgot about the little reunion you had last night at the bar with your high school crush.

And clearly forgot that the two of you ended up coming back to your room—no, wait, this is not your room. Same hotel, though, you can tell from the similar art hanging on the walls and the same blanket at the end of the bed. Must have been nearly missing each other the whole weekend you’ve been here.

A grumble from the man next to you turns your attention back to the bed, pulling you out of your thoughts. Half awake, his arm moves and slings across your waist, tugging you closer. He hums and his eyes slowly peel open, widening as he fully awakens in the low light. His arm stays loosely over your waist, blinking the sleep out of his eyes as he faces you.

The two of you take in your bare skin against each other, under the scratchy sheets. Warmth radiates between the two of you, Javier fully pulling his arm away and sitting up, the sheets still covering his lower half as he looks down at you.

“Um…did we…?” Javi’s voice hoarse with sleep and a hangover, right hand coming up to rub the back of his neck as he swallows the words that he doesn’t necessarily want to speak out loud, in fear of awkwardness that already coats the air.

The moment pulls a laugh from you, completely involuntarily, and you fall from your side onto your back. With a slow nod in confirmation, you shrug your shoulders with the sound of sheets rustling.

“Guess so,” you chuckle again and a smile stretches across Javi’s lips, a scoff of a laugh as he shakes his head.

“Is it bad I’m kind of mad I got too drunk to really remember that?” his eyes drag along your form under the thin bedsheet, hand coming up to his face to pull his thumb across his bottom lip from the corner, “Don’t really know if it came up last night, but I had a huge crush on you in high school.”

“The Javier Peña had a crush on me?” you tease, shades of memory from last night at the bar with him coloring your mind, seeing his sheepish grin as you beam back at him, “Think you did mention that last night. And pretty sure I told you that I also had a huge crush on you.”

Both of you giggle softly again, your face shifting into a wince as your head pounds from the sounds and strain of laughing. Your hands come up to your face to wipe under your eyes and rub circles in your temples, groaning quietly and opening your eyes to Javi’s face dropped in shock.

With a quizzical expression aimed at him, you open your mouth to question him when he suddenly takes your left hand and crosses the arm over your chest as he brings it closer to him, eyebrows furrowing as he studies your fingers. When you follow his stare, your stomach drops when you see the golden band with a plush oval diamond. His thumb runs over the gem, pressing the ring into you and you can tell it’s cheap, the gold coating a flimsy metal ring.

Javier’s eyes meet yours again, wide eyes and raised eyebrows matching yours, “Uh—-um, I—Did we get married last night?”

Music thumps around you, sending vibrations from the shaking floor throughout your body as you stand in the middle of the dancefloor in the club. Your friends surround you, all dancing along to the pop song with you. It’s a long weekend at the end of summer, and you and your closest friends from college all gathered in Vegas to celebrate your younger friend’s thirty-fifth birthday. She was always a bit of an extra person, so when you received an invitation via email to join her in Las Vegas for the weekend, you weren’t quite surprised that she was going big for her birthday. And besides the fact that you were having fun celebrating with your girlfriends, it was nice to get away for the weekend and let loose completely.

Your drink swishes in the cup in your hand as you dance, facing your friends and unaware of the man approaching you from behind, leaning in asking you just loud enough to be heard over the music.

“Care to dance, beautiful?”

Immediately, you roll your eyes at the question, typical of a man to be so blind to a woman having fun with her friends and not wanting to be bothered. A rejection sits on your tongue as you turn around over your shoulder, lips pursed in a sour pout.

The man comes into view, a lilac short-sleeve button-up stretched across broad shoulders and tapering into a waist and thigh sculpted into tight blue jeans. Your eyes flutter back up to the man’s face, soft brown eyes striking into your chest and a warm smile showing off his teeth from under his trimmed mustache.

A gasp slips from your lips out of reaction to the sight in front of you, your own smile widening to match his.

“Javi Peña? From Laredo?”

His arms move out at his sides, showing himself off for you to consider the answer to your question with a chuckle.

“I knew it was you,” he smiles sweetly as you pull him in for a hug, squeezing your arms around his shoulders. From under the fabric of his shirt, you can feel his muscles flex under as he wraps his own arms around you in an embrace, one of your hands dropping to his back and feeling the deliciously taut strength. He smells like tobacco mixed with notes from his cologne, vetiver, musk, and lemon tingling your senses as you take another breath in your hug before pulling away. Your hands remain on his shoulders as you look him up and down, meeting his eyes with an incredulous laugh.

“I can’t believe it’s you! God, it’s been…”

“Years? Don’t remind me I’m old, I already feel like it in this whole city,” he laughs.

You hit his shoulder gently before dropping your arms back to your sides, rolling your eyes playfully as you grin.

“Oh, hush. You can’t say you’re old cause that makes me about to be old. You were only a grade above me, Peña.”

“Yeah, well, you didn’t spend years running on rooftops and trekking through the jungle in Colombia. That shit ages you. You, on the other hand, don’t look a day over twenty-one. Bet they had to check your ID coming in here, didn’t they?” He sends a wink to you, smile quirking up to one side as it turns into a smirk, the look releasing butterflies in your stomach.

“You probably asked them to check your ID to follow all the rules, Agent Peña. Never pictured you becoming a cop when I knew you in high school, Javi.”

“You think I follow all the rules, hermosa?”

You grin and shrug your shoulders, leaning in closer to hear him better as he continues.

“Hate to tell you, but I am not above breaking some rules to get the results I want. Not too far from the ‘me’ you knew in high school.”

“Hm, guess I have a lot of catching up to do with you,” you nod to the bar across the wide dance floor, “Wanna grab a drink and chat? My treat.”

He rolls his eyes this time, shaking his head as he leans in, lips brushing your ear as he speaks to you, “Couldn’t live with myself if I let a woman as beautiful as you buy me a drink. You go find us somewhere to chat, I’ll grab us a drink.”

Goosebumps trail down your spine, nodding at the instructions and giving him your usual drink order. The two of you linger near each other in the middle of the sea of bodies before you step away first, brushing past him in search of somewhere for you to talk.

A couple of hours have passed since you and Javi have retreated to the corner of a booth in the back of the club, multiple empties on the table in front of you and a few tequila shots taken courtesy of both of your friend group’s happy for your little high school reunion.

Over the course of your catch-up, you’ve learned about his time in the DEA, now retired back to his father’s ranch in your hometown of Laredo. You could tell from the quip of his lip that he was omitting details at certain parts of the stories he told, likely covering up unsavory bits that would paint him in a bad light. It would have likely done little to quell the flames of lust that were licking inside of your torso, the slow and low lilt of his voice going straight to your core whenever he made a flirtatious comment or told a harrowing story about chasing down bad guys all around Colombia. You pictured him hot, sweaty, relieved with his chest heaving, immediately placing the visual in a different location — over you, under you, behind you. You weren’t picky in your choices.

The long-abandoned high school crush you had on Javi came rearing back with a vengeance, heart rate pounding in your chest to the point you were convinced he could hear it over the music. It was an intimate position to be in, hip to hip with his arm around the back of the booth, leaning into each other's ears to speak, breath cascading over each other’s necks and shoulders.

You’d told him about your time post-high school, going to university not far from him in Texas, and receiving your degree. You’ve held a handful of jobs over the last fifteen years or so, ending up with a new position not too long ago. It brought you back to Laredo, purposefully, in order to care for your aging parents. Javier understood your troubles, despite the fact that Chucho was still healthy and working the ranch with him, he still felt the need to slow his father down by shouldering the majority of responsibilities to keep the business running.

Life was turning ordinary for the two of you, and surprisingly, the topic of marriage or partners or family of your own was not brought up until now.

“So, have you met anyone? Married, kids, the whole nine yards?” Javi questions, his eyes leaving your face to stare at the ice clinking around with the whiskey in his glass. It made you smile, his reservations in waiting for your answer. You’d wondered the same thing yourself — who had been lucky enough to lock down Javi Peña?

“Nope. Well, not right now. I actually was engaged in my early thirties to a guy I had met while living in Austin, but as it got more and more real that I would actually have to marry him, I couldn’t shake the feeling that it wasn’t supposed to happen. Turns out he was cheating on me for months with his coworker who he always went with on ‘business trips’. So, no marriage, and no kids for me.”

Javi’s eyes come back to you, sympathy washed over his features as his arm strewn across the back of the bench curls his hand to play with the hair at the back of your neck.

��Shit, I’m sorry, cariño. Sounds like a stupid motherfucker to mess things up with you.”

You wave off the comment, shrugging nonchalantly, “Nah, I mean, clearly I’m not marriage material cause haven’t been snatched off the market still in years. And they actually ended up getting married, so it worked out for them in the end.”

“No, that’s total bullshit. You’re incredible — you were incredible already in high school, and now? Just another level.”

You snort, covering your mouth with your hand as you shake your head.

“Tell that to all the age-appropriate eligible bachelors. If there even are any at this point,” you say with a laugh to break the tension building, swallowing down your nerves as Javi locks his eyes on you, raking them down and back up quickly. His tongue prods out to swipe his lips, shrugging his shoulders as he looks back into your eyes.

“I’m an eligible bachelor. Age-appropriate, if that’s a dealbreaker.”

“Oh, c’mon, no one’s got their ring on you? Really?” you can hear how surprised you sound, unable to hide the disbelief in your tone.

Javier laughs and keeps his eyes on you as he speaks with a smirk playing at his lips, “Nope…Well, not sure if you remember her, but I did almost get married to Lorraine. Told me she was pregnant, and I was gonna do the right thing. The night before the wedding she told me she got her period…” he takes a swig of his whiskey, eyes falling from yours to the table in front of you, “Left her standing at the altar alone the next morning. I was back at my pop’s house, packing up to take my job with the DEA. Left the US not long after.”

“So, someone’s nearly reigned me in, but didn’t work out.”

“Did you want to get married and have a baby? Or do you still want to, I guess?” you pause and internally scold yourself for the overly personal question spurred on by your inebriation, “I’m sorry, Javi, that is not my place to ask when I’m drunk off my ass.”

“S’alright, cariño. I asked you first, technically. Only fair I answer, too,” he smiles to himself before setting his glass down, turning in his seat to face you more, “I did want to back then, just didn’t feel right with Lorraine. Kinda like what you said, it felt off the closer it got to actually doing it and when I saw an out, I took it…But now? Now, I am—God, it’s a little embarrassing, but yeah I do want all that. The wife, kids. T-ball practices or dance recitals and date nights. I dunno, though, think it might be too late for an old bastard like me.”

A hand of yours rests on his midthigh, shaking your head with an encouraging smile, “Definitely not too late for you, Javi. You’re a handsome, great man. Bet I’ll be hearing around town that you’re shacked up in the next year,” a soft laugh falls from your lips and Javi grins while his eyes drink you in, lingering at your lips. The heat of his stare makes you squirm, adjusting in your seat and sipping your drink.

Just when the tension was mounting from the moment, your best friend from college walks over, one of Javi’s friends following and both approaching your small corner of the club. They tell you that both of your groups are heading back to the hotel, the same hotel, and you deflate as you start to gather your bag next to you. Javi’s hand reaches out and squeezes your thigh gently to grab your attention, one look shared between the two of you that was an invitation to stay and keep talking. With a smile, you silently agree and tell your friends that you’ll make it back together.

Your best friend dawdles, and as you’re about to tell her that you’ll be alright, Javi reassures her with his kind smile, “I’ll get her back safely, you have my word. Fought off drug dealers and soldiers and a few sicarios in my day. She will be back at the hotel and chipper for the girls’ birthday brunch tomorrow. Cross my heart.”

Both you and your friend laugh, standing to give her a hug goodnight and telling her that you’ll be just fine, to which she replies, “Probably more than just fine. Tell Javi he can join us for brunch when you wake up with him tomorrow.”

You gasp and roll your eyes as she walks away with a laugh, heading out of the bar with your friends before you sit back with Javi, jumping into a whole different conversation.

The early hours of the morning have crept in, cool desert air from around the city wisping around your skin as you stroll down the strip with Javi. The two of you are leaning against each other in a drunken stupor, giggling wildly as you talk to each other and get stares from other people out at this hour — which is a lot, it’s Vegas.

Javi’s arm is around your waist, hand curled at your hip and his fingers rub gentle circles that send your nerves firing throughout your entire body. Your own arm is resting against his back, feeling those same muscles as earlier. He’s strong, steady, even in his inebriated state, and safe. In any other situation, you’d be anxious to walk back to the hotel along the street, too many characters milling about for the alcohol to keep you calm. But with Javi next to you, there’s a freedom in it, the way he makes you feel protected despite the short amount of time you’ve been reunited. Even in school, he was a troublemaker but only in the way that he stood up for people, got into fights on behalf of the underdogs, always concerned with fairness and righteousness. It was honorable, that he always was a protector, wanting to do right by people that were affected by those doing wrong.

Ramblings about life filled the space between you two, bright lights blinding you against the midnight skies. Javier is in the middle of saying something when you stop in your tracks, the sight across the street captivating your attention as your own light blinks with an idea in your head.

It’s a small wedding chapel, a carport out in the front with a classic car parked in the middle, and kitschy decorations littering the outside with a hot pink and cream color scheme painting the facade.

Javier walks a step or two before his arm around your waist tethers him back, his eyes looking at you before turning toward the opposite side of the street. He laughs to himself, tucking into your side again as smiles.

“How many people got married tonight, d’you think?” He leans his head to the side to rest on yours, the small affection making your idea seem even better in your wasted mind.

“I dunno. But I could guarantee two if you wanna,” your head turns to him on your left, a Cheshire grin stretched across your face as a giggle slips from your chest. Javi looks at you, confused for a moment before it all clicks, and his expression turns to one of surprise.

“You’d wanna do that? With me?”

“Why wouldn’t I? We spent the whole night talking about how we both wanted to get married and have kids and all that, why not do it with each other? I mean, I had a massive crush on you in high school. Would be my dreams back then coming true,” you say with a laugh, biting your lip as you await his response.

It’s a beat of silence as he contemplates the offer, surveying between you and the chapel across from you.

“Fuck it. Let’s get married, cariño.”

“Yes! Let’s go before we chicken out,” an infectious smile fills your face, eyes crinkling as you rush across the street with him, hand-in-hand. Upon entering the chapel lobby, you’re greeted by a chipper employee behind a large reception desk. The two of you give over your IDs, anxiously waiting with each other’s hands linked together, sharing quiet, excited laughs. Once everything is settled, the employee directs you back to a room to get ready in, offering a too-small suit jacket to Javi that sits two inches above his wrists, a sight that sends you into a fit of laughter.

He brushes off your teasing and takes the bouquet that another employee arranges quickly for you, holding it as you lean over and primp yourself in the mirror by cleaning up your makeup and fixing your hair.

Javier stands behind you, watching you with tender eyes and a faint smile on his face. Making eye contact with him in the reflection as you finish, heat spreads at the back of your neck and across your cheeks at the way he’s looking at you.

“Ready, hermosa?”

Turning around and standing to your full height in front of him, bouquet held out to you. You take it, wrapping your hand around his and nodding.

“Ready, Peña.”

“Think I should be saying that to you,” he winks and drops his hand from yours, turning and grabbing something off of a table across the room. Crossing back to you he holds up a costume veil, eyebrows raised in questioning, “Wanna complete the look?”

“Of course. Don’t think I would look like a bride without it since I’m not wearing any white,” you grin and stand still in front of him, letting him put the headband securely behind your ears. Delicate fingers lift the veil to cover your face, a warm, closed-lip smile lighting up his eyes.

“Haces una novia hermosa. You make a beautiful bride.”

The sincerity laced in his voice despite the drunken haze chokes the words in your throat, only answering by taking his hand with your free one and leading him over to the chapel’s double doors. He gives you one last look before slipping in first when you’re called up, whispering to you, “See you in there. Don’t get cold feet now.”

After a couple of minutes, the doors open for you again, and immediately you’re faced with Javi standing next to a costumed Elvis impersonator. The traditional wedding march playing through tinny speakers, everything overwhelming you to the point that when you make eye contact with Javi, the pair of you break out into uncontrollable giggles. His shoulders shake as tears prick your eyes from the ridiculousness, your tipsy minds thinking everything is extra funny.

Calmed down at the altar, you stand across from him and half listen to the officiant attempt to maintain his accent throughout the ceremony. Each of you exchanges drunken repetitive vows, given cheap rings that were paid for at the front desk. Javi slips yours on and squeezes your hand, giving you his to do the same.

At that moment, rings and vows given to each other, knock-off Elvis pronounces you husband and wife by the power vested in him by the state of Nevada.

“You may now kiss your wife, dude.”

Javier chuckles as he reaches up to lift your veil away from your face, leaning in as he drops it at the back of your head. One hand cups your jaw, the other dropping to your hip to pull you in closer. He catches your lips in a kiss that’s all teeth from your smiles, mouths relaxing as he deepens the embrace when your arms wrap around his neck and the flowers rest at his back.

He huffs into your mouth, tongue tracing your lip and slipping against yours when you open your mouth for him. A soft sigh melts your body into his touch, the two of you completely wrapped up in each other.

“Alright, alright, lovebirds. We got another wedding to get to so you guys are gonna have to quit sucking face in here and take your party of two outside. Congrats,” the officiant has dropped his character, Javier pulling away from you and glancing at him.

“Thanks, Presley. See ya,” he calls out over his shoulder as he takes your hand, receding down the aisle, throwing off his jacket, plus your veil and bouquet on the desk as you make your way out of the chapel building completely.

It’s a rush from the elevator when it reaches Javi’s floor, limbs fumbling over each other as you frantically stumble down the hallway, mouths attach in a potent kiss. Javier’s touch is only adding to your intoxication, clouding your mind with his wandering hands and his tongue against yours.

He grips your waist as he reaches his room, pressing you against the solid wood door as he exhales into your mouth. Pulling away mere millimeters to speak, his low and gravelly voice rasps out to you.

“Front right pocket. Room key’s in my wallet,” he kisses you again, hands moving from your waist to your ass as his lips trail from your mouth and along your jaw. Your own fingers slip into the front pocket he directed you to, taking out his wallet and attempting to fish out the plastic card as his teeth graze at the sensitive skin on your neck.

“Fuck, Javi…Here.” You pass the key card to him and he unlocks the door, wrapping his arm around your back and walking you inside the room as he catches your lips in a rich kiss, a whimper slipping from your mouth and into his. The plush mattress hits the back of your legs and he lets you go to fall backward onto the bed, staring down at you with his chest rising and falling quickly and swollen lips parted.

“Cristo, eres hermosa, cariño. Te deseo tanto. Puedo tenerte, mi esposa?” Javier lifts one knee to rest on the mattress, leaning over you and pressing open-mouth kisses at the open chest of your night-out dress.

“Javi, that all sounds very sexy, but I think I need a translation,” you sigh as he tugs the neckline of your dress down, exposing your bare breast to the chilled, conditioned air. Javier chuckles as you gasp from his thumb brushing over your pebbled nipple, darkened eyes combing up to meet yours with a devilish smirk.

“I said ‘Christ, you’re gorgeous, darling…’”

His fingers slip a strap of your dress off of your shoulders.

“And ‘I want you so bad…’”

The other strap.

“And I asked ‘Can I have you, my wife?’”

With one tug to the body of your dress, your full chest is bared to Javi, who in that moment you realize is technically your husband.

Your sexy, heroic, competent, charming husband.

Damn, your drunk self kind of hit the jackpot.

“Can I, baby?” he asks again, one hand reaching down to palm his growing bulge in his jeans. The sight makes you salivate, this man above you asking to have you, telling you how badly he wants you, calling you his wife.

A rush of arousal floods between your thighs and you nod, lifting yourself to sit up on your elbows under him.

“How do you say ‘my husband’ in Spanish?”

Javi’s smirk deepens, the dimple in his right cheek cavernous with the satisfaction painted on his face.

“Mi esposo.”

“You can have me any way you want, mi esposo.”

The groan that comes from Javier is guttural, as if something is unleashed in him and rumbles it’s way out. He moves with a fervor after those words, stripping you of your dress and lacey panties, carelessly tossing them aside. You sit up fully, working his button-up undone as he fumbles with his belt and jeans. As you push the material off of his shoulders, he kicks off his pants, left naked from his lack of underwear.

You chuckle softly at the choice and bite your lip, looking up at him playfully.

“Guess you’re always prepared for a quickie.”

He smirks with a slow nod, shrugging nonchalantly.

“Didn’t know where the night would take me. And now I am incredibly glad for my choice.”

A gasp leaves your lips as he kisses you passionately, pushing you back to the mattress as he climbs over you. Your legs spread for him, leaving him room to nestle between your thighs. Everything is blurred in your inebriated minds, burning touches on sensitive skin, teeth grazing with purple bruises left in their wake.

His fingers slide through your arousal, collecting your wetness with two of his fingers, slipping in and out of you at an expert pace. The heel of his hand rubs against your clit, the combined stimulations and your laxed body working you up quickly to a peak. Moans and whimpers of his name fill the space between you, coming down as he guides you through your orgasm.

With the fingers once inside of you, he strokes himself, glistening in the low lighting coming from the neon outside on The Strip. Your fingers dance across his strong chest, feeling the muscles of his biceps flex under your touch.

“You okay, amor?”

His voice is hushed, tender and sweet.

“I’m okay. More than okay. I want you, please, Javi. Please, mi esposo.”

“Fuck, say it again, cariño.”

The head of his cock pushes into your tight walls, feeling the delicious stretch of him inside as he gives you only a few inches of himself.

“Mi esposo.”

A moan slips from his mouth, kneeling between your legs and filling you completely with one strong thrust.

“Again.”

“Mi esposo.”

A hypnotizing rhythm is found in his hips, fucking you deeper with each hard snap of his lower half. His thighs hit against the backs of yours with slaps, alternating with your own moans and whimpers, deep grunts from Javi.

“Fuck…” he breathes with a long exhale, head rolling back to reveal veins in his neck. Fingers grip at your thighs, one drifting up to toy with your nipple before it drops between the two of you to circle your clit.

“Javier—Fuck, gonna come…” you whine, eyes screwing shut as the coil inside of you tightens with a burn.

“Eyes on me, cariño. Wanna see your face when you come for me.”

At the next hit of himself against that particular spot inside of you, your eyes snap open as the coil snaps, walls clenching around him with repeated moans.

“Oh fuck, Javi, yes…”

“Good girl, good fucking girl…”

With a few more thrusts, he spills inside of you, twitching as he lets go of a moan of your name. Once the both of you have come down from the highest peaks of the night, Javier slowly pulls out of you and falls back to the bed.

“Do you think we’re gonna remember any of this when we wake up?” you ask, laughing softly as you slip under the sheets with Javier, fatigue catching up with you from the long night.

“God, I hope so. Don’t want to ever forget anything that’s happened since we got into this room,” Javi winks as he extends an arm for you to cuddle into, faint laughter from both of you.

“I can’t believe we got married by an Elvis impersonator.”

“And he was so bad at it.”

The two of you are now in a fit of sleepy giggles, laying your head on his chest and his hand behind you playing with your hair.

“Go to sleep, cariño. Got breakfast to get to in a few hours.”

You groan and close your eyes, adjusting your position next to him.

“You’re invited too, y’know.”

“I’ll gladly come with. Now sleep, esposa.”

“Night, Mr. Peña.”

“Night, Mrs. Peña.”

Between the two of you, you were able to piece together most of the previous night. The memory of the horrible Elvis impersonator and the wild chapel interior made you laugh hysterically again, Javi wiping the tears from your eyes when you couldn’t stop.

Once everything had been recounted that you could remember, save the details of the last activities of the night — those were certainly memorable, just not spoken out loud — Javi studied his ring before taking your left hand with his, eyes trained on the two pieces of jewelry laying together.

“So, what do we do?”

You’re silent for a few beats of your heart, loud in your ears as you sit up, pulling the sheet to cover your chest and facing the man next to you.

“No idea.”

The next words were laced over each other, your voices interrupting the other:

“Is it weird to say that I don’t regret it?”

“I don’t know if I really want to retract it completely.”

You laugh out of the tension built, shrugging your shoulders and nodding your head for Javi to speak first.

“I don’t know if I really want to say that it was a horrible idea, that we should completely backtrack it…” He cards his fingers through his hair nervously.

“I mean, yeah, probably shouldn’t have this be legally binding marriage for the rest of our lives, but maybe we could, I don’t know, try some version of us?”

Relief washes over you at his thoughts, fiddling with the ring on your finger.

“I agree. I think just like, being married fully after this would be silly, but it also doesn’t mean that if we do something about that, we would never have to see each other again.”

“Exactly,” he nods confidently, eyes locking on yours before they drop to your lips. You make the move to lean in, capturing him in a slow, morning kiss much different than yours from late last night.

When you pull away, Javi’s smirk is plastered on his face, hand holding yours and running his thumb over the ring.

“So…an annulment? And then a date when we’re back in Laredo?”

“I’d really like that, Mr. Peña,” you say with a grin, pecking his lips.

“Alright, it’s a plan then,” he nudges his nose against yours before giving you one last kiss, “Now I promised I would get you to the birthday brunch, so let’s get this show on the road, Mrs. Peña.”

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Are you mine? - Chapter seven: "Here's our chance to make it (make it into something more)"

Summary: Spencer is having issues dealing with Gideon's death, and maybe a close to dead situation is what he needs to come back from his sadness. Raven's first birthday is here! Warnings: Cursing, rotten fluff and some smut. Dom!reader sub!Spencer for the first time in this story. Word count: 8.305 words A/N: We needed something lighter after the last chapter. I hope you enjoy it!

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(Y/N)'s point of view

There is something Spencer and I have always had trouble with. Dealing with feelings. No surprise it took us over five years to confess our love, or why he hid the fact he had gotten Dilaulid from me after Prentiss died. We have worked on it, year after year, knowing it's our weakness. And we've gotten way better at dealing with our emotions. But when Gideon died, I knew Spencer would be more vulnerable.

I just never imagined he would isolate us so much. 'Till the point where he didn't come home one night. He told me he wanted to review some data for a paper he was working on, and that he would be home around nine. But after ten, he was still nowhere to be found, not answering my texts.

- "Ragazza, I'm sorry to call you so late."- Rossi's voice nearly gave me a heart attack as I picked up the phone, thinking it was Spencer. - "I just thought I'd let you know your husband is still at the BAU, sitting at his desk, staring at a chessboard."

- "Thank you, papa Pasta. Did he say anything?"

- "He tried to convince me he was coming home, but I'm pretty sure the coffee machine was on."- I sighed and closed my eyes, exhausted and terrified at the same time. - "I'm guessing he hasn't processed Gideon's death that well."

- "We've talked about it, but this is harder for him than I can begin to understand. Gideon was like a father to him, more than his own. He was his hero."- I whispered and looked at Raven, asleep in her crib.

- "The kid still has trouble dealing with his emotions, but I'm sure he will be ok soon."

- "Thank you for calling, Rossi."

I drove all the way back to the BAU with my daughter asleep in the backseat. I know I said I was going to let Spencer grieve and go through his process, but I wasn't going to let him alone. Never.

Rossi was right. There he was, sitting at his desk, sipping a cup of coffee, staring at a chessboard. My heart ached to think he was suffering. I walked slowly and tried not to scare him as I stood next to him, and his eyes found me. He felt busted and not a single word came from his lips. So I just smiled at him, carrying our asleep baby in my arms.

- "I brought you dinner"- I whispered and showed him a paper bag. - "Pasta carbonara."

- "Thank you, ma cherie. But I was almost on my way back home."- he lied, probably to calm me down. I just shook my head and fondled his cheek with my hand after I left the food on his desk.

- "It's ok if you have to stay here for another while. I just wanted to make sure you ate something that's not from the vending machine."

Spencer didn't say a word. He stared at me with watered-up eyes and sighed. His hand caressed mine as I kept it on his cheek, and then rubbed Raven's back.

- "I'm... sorry, ma cherié, I didn't mean to worry you."

- "It's ok, Batsy. I just want you to be ok."

- "I will be, I promise."

- "I know."- I leaned over and kissed his forehead as he closed his eyes and sighed.

- "Come on, chipmunk. Let's go home."

- "Are you sure?"

- "Yeah."

I don't know why I thought that'd be enough to bring my husband back to reality with us. But, of course, he still needed more time to finish grieving on his own. Unfortunately, we didn't have much time for him to go through his process at his own pace, because we were a week away from Raven's first birthday and we had a huge party planned. The team was invited, along with Frank, Mikey, Lu, our families, and even Diana was coming from Las Vegas. And I needed my husband to help me prepare everything.

But I wasn't going to push him, I knew that would only make things worse.

The following morning we were called in earlier 'cos there had been a bomb explosion at a coffee house in Indianapolis. Six dead and sixteen wounded. No one had claimed responsibility, but police were sure it was related to a bomb going off at a local school a week earlier. The first thought we all shared was domestic terrorism, along with religious groups. Hotch was worried, so he pushed the plane to be ready earlier and planned to get to Indianapolis in two hours.

On the jet, we reviewed what we knew. It wasn't much, except for the fact the unsub was escalating fast.

- "This is interesting."- Kate pointed out as we all read our case files - "The maintenance worker killed at the school was working late installing a new circuit panel. He wasn't supposed to be there."

- "It's weird how the word Interesting can only mean "this shit is getting worst" when we are at work." - I whispered to my husband, trying to make him smile. And he did chuckle, which was a big achievement, considering he hadn't slept more than an hour the night before, and he had spent the entire night sitting in the living room, staring at a chess board. He totally denied it, but he wasn't fooling me.

- "Reid."- Hotch said, looking at me, but my husband raised his eyes from the paper and started rambling, just on cue.

- "So the unsub may not have intended to kill anyone. And if he canvassed the site beforehand, he would have anticipated the school being empty."

- "Exactly."- Kate whispered as she nodded at Spencer, as JJ continued talking.

- "But with the coffee house, he struck first thing in the morning, when it would be packed."

- "Maximizing collateral damage."- Morgan added, staring at a blank space as he spoke.

- "That doesn't sound good. This unsub is getting too comfortable and cooky way too fast."- I spoke my mind and noticed Rossi nodded at me, so he was probably thinking the same.

- "Successful bombs always have a practice run. Maybe the school was his."- Aaron analyzed as he went through his file case again.

- "But what's his endgame? Most bombers like the attention they get from playing God. They don't go dormant, they strike again."- Morgan pointed out the fact none of us liked about bombers: they don't stop fast enough, not like the other serial killers.

- "Let go with the facts."- I said and looked at the team - "No one's claimed responsibility for either attack. That could point away from a fundamentalist or a fear-driven offender."

- "Maybe it's personal."- JJ suggested.

- "I don't wanna be the one who pissed this guy off."- I added and closed my file.

- "We'll rely on divide and conquer."- Hotch pointed out our course of action. - "Victims, witnesses, and ballistics. See if we can find a pattern so we can prevent a third attack."

I was glad I was paired with my husband that day. Sadly, Hotch sent us to the hospital, to talk with the victims and any potential witnesses. It wasn't any better when a poor injured man told Spencer he was looking for his father. It seemed like life kept slapping him with random situations that could remind him of Gideon, and his loss.

I held his hand as we walked down the hall. Totally unprofessional, I know, but at that point in our relationship I really didn't care if our Unit Chief or anyone had anything to say to that behavior. I wasn't going to stop supporting my husband just because the FBI PDA said so. And less considering our current situation.

- "Reids."- Hotch called us as he walked toward us.

- "He can't find his father."- Spencer started explaining as if he had to excuse himself for talking to people when that was in fact what we were supposed to do.

- "There are a number of people still in surgery."- Hotch replied, trying to calm Spencer down, considering the circumstances.

- "And police are trying to talk to some of the witnesses as well."- I added and took a look around. There were so many injured, they were being kept in the halls of the hospital, 'cos they had run out of room in the ER.

- "Maybe we should consider cognitive interviews." - Spencer suggested, but it was too rushed and I guess he knew it too, but he just wanted to help people.

- "Witness accounts are varied, which is to be expected. When people are more emotionally ready, it'll be a good idea."- Hotch replied and Spencer took another look around, clearly looking for someone.

- "Who are you looking for?"- I asked and caressed his fingers with my thumb.

- "Have you seen the pregnant woman anywhere?"- Spencer seemed worried.

- "Yeah, she's still in the delivery room."- Hotch replied, not even blinking.

- "We should talk to the guy who rescued her."- Spencer suggested and I nodded.

- "Definitely, he may have seen something the others didn't."

- "Allen Archer. He's been treated and released."- Hotch informed us and we nodded. Of course, he already had it all covered.- "JJ and Kate are on their way to his house now. Are you guys gonna be ok on your way to the station? I need to see the M.E."

- "We are fine."- I assured our boss and he just nodded mumbling "Thanks." and walked out of the hospital. I looked at Spencer rushing to the closest nurse and asked about the injured father, but he hadn't made it, and they were about to give him the news. Spencer didn't need to see that, so I held his hand and tried to walk him down the aisle to another room. But he didn't move. He stared from a distance at that man receiving the news his father had died.

- "Come on, Spencer. Let's go."

Spencer's point of view

Dealing with depressing episodes in my life wasn't really something new. And yet I still didn't know what I was doing. You might think I could have some experience, but yet, I couldn't handle my emotions correctly. I knew I was keeping everything inside so as not to hurt my wife and kid, and that by doing that, there was a chance I could be hurting them anyway. I tried to do my work the best way possible, but watching people losing their family, especially that man crying over his dead father, was a slap on the face that brought back all the feelings I didn't know how to deal with.

Rossi tried to talk to me about how I felt. I told him I was just tired and dealing with everything. I even told him a little about all the plans we had for Raven's first birthday, to ease the mood. Maybe I had to focus on those facts as well and start moving on from grief.

- "We got a 911 call!"- Hotch opened the door, suddenly- "I want you and Morgan with Allen Archer. Someone put a bomb in his car. Now!"

All the way to the Archer's, all I could think of was (Y/N)'s goodbye kiss when we left the station. I was glad Morgan had a specialization in explosives because I didn't know what could happen if the bomb squad didn't make it on time to the scene. We literally jumped out of the car as we got there, and tried to move Mrs. Archer and her baby girl as far from the explosive as possible, and then, we analyzed our chances.

- "How the hell did we beat the bomb squad here?"- Morgan was upset, and most of all, he was nervous about the outcome of our situation.

- "I could give you statistics, but I don't think this is the time."- I tried to joke to ease the mood, but Morgan didn't react. - "Are we really gonna do this?"- I asked and he just nodded, looking around in case the bomb squad was in sight. They weren't.

- "Turn your cell phone off."- Morgan commanded and started walking toward the car

- "(Y/N) is gonna kill me."- I whispered to myself.

- "Whipped."- Morgan replied immediately and smiled. He would never miss the chance to tease me, that's a fact.

We reached the car and immediately kneeled next to it, to check the undercarriage. There it was, a homemade bomb.

- "Nitroglycerin."- I whispered and sighed as we stood up to talk with Mr. Archer.

- "No, no, no. Stay back. Stay back! Stay back. I don't want anybody else to get hurt!"- who was, of course, losing it.

- "Stop talking. Just listen. Just listen to me!"- Derek commanded- "We're with the FBI and we're here to help. When you put your foot down, you trigger the arming mechanism. Now, if you move, you could set it off."

- "Where are Brenda and Hannah? Are they ok? I don't want them to die, too."

- "Nobody's gonna die."- Morgan was sure of it, and I had to trust him as well.

- "They're safe. Don't worry. The bomb squad's gonna be here soon."- I added in a softer voice, trying to calm him down.

- "I need you to keep the exact pressure that you have on that brake as you have right now. If you don't, all three of us are gonna die."- so much for calming the poor guy, I thought and widened my eyes.

- "Well, can you do something?"- Mr. Arched asked, and it was a pretty good question, so I looked at Morgan and nodded.

- "Can you?"- Derek didn't reply. Instead, he looked at us and then knelt again to take a good look at what we were dealing with.

- "This thing's homemade, but the framework is familiar."- and to be honest, those were the words I needed to hear- "Yeah. Yeah, I can disarm this. I just need something sharp."

- "I've got a knife in my glove box."- Mr. Archer said and walked to the other side of the vehicle and slowly opened the passenger's door.- "It's underneath the map. Right there."

- "Sir, just sit still. You're doing fine."- Morgan said from underneath the car. - "I'm gonna get you out of here."

I jogged to Derek and knelt by his side as I gave him the knife. But before he started working, he moved and looked at me for a second, and whispered.

- "Hey kid, I think you should back up."

- "Not happening."- I replied as I shook my head and didn't move an inch from his side.

- "You have to be at your baby's birthday party."

- "So do you."- I replied without second guessing what I was doing. There was no way I was leaving him alone. - "What's the next step?"- I grabbed my flashlight and pointed at the bomb, as Morgan moved closer to it to take a better look.

- "Alright, the trick is rendering the pressure sensor inactive without letting the detonator think that it's time to go. The only problem is, this son of a bitch built this thing by himself and he used all the same color wires."

- "Seven wires and you don't know which one to cut? I'm not so crazy about these odds."- I cut Morgan a short smile, trying (again) to ease the mood.

- "It's gotta be one of these two right here."- Morgan pointed them out but didn't decide which one to cut.

- "Guys, you gotta do something quick here, man."- and just on cue, Mr. Archer started panicking. - "My foot is cramping up. I cannot keep my foot on the pedal."

- "Sir, please, please. If you want to stay alive, I need you to keep that foot down and try to sit still, please."- Morgan commanded again. It wasn't a request, it was an order. And so, Archer didn't move. Morgan needed to make a calm decision, and that man wasn't helping.

- "Reid..."- Derek whispered after a few seconds. - "It's probably this wire right here if he stayed true to the original design."

- "Go with your gut."- I murmured and tried to be as reassuring as possible. I closed my eyes as Morgan moved the knife closer to the wire and made a decision. All I had in my mind at that minute was my wife and my baby, and how I didn't want to waste any more seconds of life feeling sad when I could be with them and make them happy instead.

Morgan cut the wire and all I could hear were the sirens approaching. I couldn't even breathe.

- "What? Well?"- Archer asked, and that was when we both let out the breath we were holding and stood up.

- "Sir, you're fine. You can get out of the car."- Morgan said and moved the door for him.

- "Are you serious? You did it? You did it? I'm gonna live?!"- Allen Archer couldn't believe it, he was nearly crying as he moved.

- "Let's get you to your family."- I said and helped him out of the vehicle, only to feel his shaking arms around me in a second, as he hugged me tight.

- "Thank you. Thank you. Thank you so much."

The bomb squad arrived just in time to receive Morgan's defused mechanism.

- "Rossi was right. The unsub doesn't like sharing attention."- I pointed out as we walked back to our car.

- "So he's decided to eliminate Allen Archer. And now he's graduated to Nitroglycerin."- Morgan added.

- "We should put the Archers in protective custody until further notice."- I grabbed my phone and turned it on as we got into the car.

- "Once the bomb squad's done clearing that house, I want to take another look at that device and see if there's anything else we can learn."- Morgan turned to me and raised an eyebrow.- "Are you calling Hotch?"

- "Hey chipmunk! we are ok, don't worry."

- "Of course, you are not!"- Morgan mumbled and chuckled, shaking his head. I bet he was thinking I was whipped. But I didn't care.

Nothing like a close-to-death situation to put your own life in perspective, I guess. The perks of working at the BAU.

On the way back home, after getting our unsub - who wasn't Allen Archer by the way, he was just a secondary killer who tried to impress his wife and killed seven people in the process, Rossi and I had another talk that helped me. That time I faced my feelings as I stared at my wife sleeping on the other side of the plane. We ended up playing chess, which surprised me because I didn't know Rossi could play. Well, I finished him in five moves, but that doesn't mean he wasn't a good contender. It was refreshing playing with someone else and talking about random things with him.

When we got home that night, Raven was still awake, and I held her tight as I heard her giggling with all the kisses I kept giving her. Frank was babysitting when we got home, which was always nice. He has been a great godfather to Raven, and they have an amazing bond, of which I am not jealous, not at all.

- "I'm glad you are here, guys because we need to go through a few details for Raven's party."- Frank said and smiled at us.

- "Why are you giving us your psycho smile?"- (Y/N) questioned right away.- "It's freaky. It means you are plotting something. I know you."

- "Stop it with the Jedi mental powers."- Frank argued right away.- "I just was wondering if you changed your mind about location. Do you still wanna do it here? Or did you talk with your mom about having the party in her house?"

- "We talked about it."- my wife explained.- "And I think we are gonna do it at my mom's. Why?"- and immediately, Frank's face changed to pure bliss.

- "Great!! That means there is gonna be enough room for the band! We have been rehearsing a few of Raven's favorite tunes, and we wanna play for her."

- "What?"- (Y/N) stared at her friend, trying to process what was going on. I stared at them for a moment and then looked at Raven, who kept her gaze on Frank the entire time he talked.

- "Yes, we have been practicing a lot for this gig! It's the most important show ever! My goddaughter has to have the best and only the best."

There was a deep silence, as me and (Y/N) tried to understand what Frank was telling us. It was the sweetest proposition ever, and honestly, we were moved. (Y/N) moved closer to him and wrapped her arms around her friend.

- "You are gonna rock!"- that was her answer, and Frank's eyes lit up immediately.

- "Thank you, nugget!! You are not gonna regret this!"

- "I know I will!- she joked and punched his arm, playfully.

- "Come on! The lullaby tunes of Slayer we are working on are gonna be a hit at the party!"- the way he said those words made me think he wasn't actually joking.

- "Paco! Keep it family-friendly, ok?"- (Y/N) warned him, half joking, half serious.

- "Sure, sure. So, I'm gonna get going, let me know when you need a babysitter for Birdie."- Frank grabbed his things and kissed Raven's cheeks a million times before even walking to the door.- "I love you, little lady."

- "She loves you too."- I assured him as I started waving at him, making Raven do the same.- "Say bye-bye to Uncle Frank."- our baby daughter mumbled "Bye!" as Frank kept waving at her from the door.

- "See you Saturday, Birdie!"

- "Can you believe we are gonna have a one-year-old baby daughter?"- I asked my wife as she got into bed with me later that night. I put aside the book I was reading and looked at her as she got under the covers and cuddled with me.

- "No, that still sounds like a fairy tale to me."- she whispered and hid her face in my neck. - "I still can't believe we are married."

- "Me neither. You are still way out of my league."- I confessed and my wife giggled against my skin.

- "Shut up, today Einstein's great-granddaughter flirted with you."

- "What are you talking about?"- I was honestly confused as (Y/N) moved and looked into my eyes with a playful smile.

- "Don't play the fool, Morgan told me she was all over you in a crime scene, Doctor Reid."

- "I have no idea what you are talking about!"- I wasn't even lying. Yes, doctor Einstein had been taking a look at Archer's truck, I had seen her, even talked to her for a minute. But that was it.

- "Come on!"- my wife raised an eyebrow and stared into my eyes, trying to find any sign of deceit in them. - "You surely must know the effect you have on women."

- "What effect? She was just the forensic specialist!"- I whispered/yelled, 'cos I didn't want to wake Raven in the other room.

- "She flirted with you! Morgan said it had been awkward."- (Y/N) continued talking, and I wanted to kill Morgan. What was he talking about?

- "That never happened!"

- "You were a bad boy, Spencer."- and the tone of voice my wife used gave me goosebumps immediately.

- "No, I wasn't! I didn't do anything wrong!"- I tried to excuse myself, but she shook her head and ran his hand through my hair, tugging it as she kept staring into my eyes.

- "You've been very naughty, Dr. Reid. You flirted with a girl and never told her you were married."

- "I don't have to tell people I'm married. I wear a ring that screams I'm yours."

I was confused and aroused at the same time by that point of the conversation. My wife was acting so dominant, and the fact she called me by my honorifics wasn't helping. She clearly knew what she was doing to me.

- "Does it?"- (Y/N) whispered and rubbed her lips against my neck. - "Only the ring?"

- "And me, all of me."- I replied and ran my hand up and down her bare arm as she started kissing my neck, leaving little marks on my skin. - "You know I love you too much to even look at another woman, cara mia."

- "Do you? Really?"- she whispered as she bit my skin softly, making me shiver as I closed my eyes, feeling how I melted underneath her touch. - "Do you wanna be a good boy and tell me?"

My brain shut down with those words. Good boy. God! I wanted to be her good boy so badly. So I immediately nodded and felt her leaving a mark on my neck as she bit and sucked on my skin.

- "I love you so much, ma cherie. So much, there is no other woman in the entire world for me but you."

- "Not even Einstein's great-granddaughter?"

- "Not even her, not anyone. Just you."

I felt her move on the bed as she sat on my lap, straddling me. She held my face with both hands and stared into my eyes as I looked at her with pure love and lust.

- "I don't know, Dr. Reid. I'm not sure I believe you."

- "Do you want me to show you?"- I whispered and tried to move to hold her waist, but (Y/N) pushed my hands away from her and grabbed them tight.

- "No. I want to punish you for being a flirt."- her words stopped time. That was the first time my wife had ever said such a thing, and it got me so hard I felt embarrassed. But she was driving me crazy, and she hadn't even started with me yet.

- "P... pu... punish me?"- and I even stuttered, 'cos I was nervous

- "Yes. You need to learn to respect your wife, Dr. Reid."

And as she pronounced those words, she started rubbing herself against my erection, making me moan immediately.

- "God, I'm... I'm so sorry."- I mumbled as I tried to move my hands but hers were tight against them, immobilizing me.

- "You don't get to touch me yet. You haven't earned that right."- she whispered slowly as she kept rubbing her body in the exact spot that drove me insane with lust.

- "Please."- I begged, my voice was a little whimper that could have embarrassed me. But didn't. She had me right where she wanted. I wanted it too.

- "Not until you've learned your lesson."- (Y/N) smirked and removed her hands from my wrist.- "Don't you dare touch me, Dr. Reid. Or you are gonna regret it. Ok?"

- "Yes."

- "Yes what?"- she raised an eyebrow and stared into my eyes, waiting for my answer. I didn't hesitate, I just wanted to please her. So I quickly replied.

- "Yes, ma'am."

- "Good boy."- and just like that I realized I would do anything she'd asked me to do if it meant she'd call me a good boy again.

My wife moved from my lap and pulled down my pajama shorts, never taking her eyes off mine. It took a lot of self-control not to tangle my fingers in her hair as she slowly crawled and kissed the tip of my fully hard cock. I was already dripping for her and the sounds I made with that simple kiss were too embarrassing to recreate. I melted completely underneath every one of her touches.

- "Let me explain to you how this is going to be, Doctor Reid." - my wife held my erection and slowly (painfully slowly may I add) started jerking me off. - "You can't come until I tell you to come. Am I clear?"

- "Yes ma'am."- I answered so quickly I almost interrupted her.

- "Good. Now tell me, Doctor Reid, do you think any other woman could ever make you feel so good?"

- "Nev..."- I couldn't continue talking 'cos I felt the warmth of her mouth capturing my entire member, and the only sound that could come from my mouth was an animalistic groan.

- "Sorry, I didn't get you."- she stopped what she was doing and raised an eyebrow. - "You were saying?"

So that's what my wife was going to do to me: tease me until I'd lose it.

- "No other woman could ever make me feel like you do, ma cherie."- I answered quickly as she started sucking me off one more time and I felt her humming in agreement against my dick.

- "Oh shit"- I mumbled and held the bed sheets tight in a desperate attempt to keep my hands from her body, something that sounded incredibly easy, but ended up being a whole different challenge.

I tried to keep my eyes open as long as I could. I knew I couldn't come, but she was doing all the things she knew I loved, and it was hard not to lose myself in the moment.

- "How badly do you want me?"- (Y/N) asked me and licked the base of my dick. I opened my mouth but just couldn't say a word for a solid few seconds, the sensation was just too good and my brain wasn't working properly. - "Don't make me repeat myself."

- "I want you so much I feel I'm gonna go crazy"- I managed to say, feeling sweat forming on my forehead as I tried my best not to cum.

- "Not enough."- my wife replied and continued sucking me, wrapping her tongue around my dick, playing with it and teasing me in every single way possible.

- "Don't you want to touch me?"- she asked and ran her hand down her breast, toying with her nipples.

- "Please, yes."- I tried to move my hand, but she yanked it away.

- "You can't. At least not yet. Not until you've learned not to flirt with other women."- (Y/N) moved her hands down her body and my eyes followed every move, hypnotized.

- "I don't want anyone else, just you. Only you."

- "You say that... and then you flirt with the forensic."- her fingers reached the edge of her panties and disappeared underneath the fabric. My mouth was watering as I imagined how wet she was, how warm her pussy felt when I entered her. How delicious it tasted when I ate her out.

- "Please, let me show you I just love you. I only want you."- I begged and tried to touch her, but she raised her eyebrow and I immediately stopped. She didn't even have to say a word, just looked at me and I froze. - "I need to feel you, please ma'am. Let me touch you."

- "You haven't earned it yet."- she replied and moved her index finger from her pussy to her lips, licking and sucking it slowly.

- "You are torturing me."- I almost felt like crying, it was so frustrating being so turned on and not being able to come or even touch my wife.

- "Am I?"- she whispered and moved upon my body, like a panther playing with their prey. - "Well, if you are not enjoying this..."- she made an attempt to move, but I widened my eyes and shook my head.

- "No! No! Please don't go! I'll behave, I won't complain. Just please, do something!"

(Y/N) sighed as she stared at me with a small satisfactory smile on her face. She ran her fingers up and down my chest and shook her head.

- "Maybe you need to beg a little more. Tell me how badly you want me to make you feel good."- my wife sat upon me again and started rubbing my cock against the fabric of her panties, so painfully slowly for a moment, I thought I was going to go crazy with desire.

- "Ma cherie, please, I'm begging you, make me feel good. I love you so much."

- "How much?"- she kept rubbing against my body, nearly making me spill myself.

- "I would kill anyone who dares threaten you, cara mia."- I answered quickly, trying to suppress the moans and failing in the process. - "I love you so much that one day without you is agony. I want you so much that no other woman on earth could ever come close to what you make me feel. I need you, ma cherie. I wanna make you feel good too."

And I guess my Gomez Addam's speech really pleased her 'cos that was when she guided me to her entrance and slipped my dick slowly inside of her. So slowly I could feel how every inch of me entered her, and my brain shut down.

- "Keep talking, Dr. Reid."- (Y/N) whispered between sweet moans- "You almost convinced me."

- "I love you"- that was all I managed to say as she started to move upon me and my entire being focused on not coming right away.

- "And?"

- "Please, please ma cherie, I wanna come..."- I mumbled and she shook her head as she kept bouncing on me.

- "No, you can't come until you've learned your lesson."

- "I've learned it, I swear. Please, please at least let me touch you. I need you."- and as a miracle, she guided my hands to her warm breast.

- "Oh god."- I mumbled and sat down immediately to start kissing every inch of her skin available to me. My mouth moved from her breast to her neck until I found her lips, and she continued moaning against my lips as I kissed her.

- "I love you so much, ma cherie."- I managed to whisper as I felt her hands on my back scratching me. - "I just wanna make you happy."- I mumbled against her lips as I continued kissing her.

- "Make me come and you can come."- she replied and looked at me with a dirty smirk on her lips. If that was a challenge, I was ready to obey and fulfill my duty.

I held her waist tight as I laid back and increased the rhythm of my hips bucking against her. I held her in place and watched her breast bounce as she moaned quietly.

- "Come here."- I whispered, but she didn't move, she just raised an eyebrow and stared at me.- "Please, ma'am. Let me please you."

And she finally leaned on me, resting her hands on each side of my head, capturing my lips in a kiss that left me breathless for a moment. I could feel her pussy tightening around my cock, edging me. I held her tight and increased my pace, the sound of her body slamming against mine became the only sound we both could hear besides our own muffled moaning.

- "I'm so close."- my wife whispered, resting her forehead on mine. I kept one hand on her waist, and moved the other to her breast, playing with them and guiding one to my lips.

- "Shit... Spencer, please... I'm gonna..."- but she didn't even finish that sentence, her orgasm washed over her and took me to my own release in a second. I kept my hands in place as she slowly started decreasing her movements, until her whole body leaned on mine, panting.

- "I love you."- she whispered and kissed my neck before she started giggling. - "Was it too weird?"

- "No, it was incredibly sexy calling you ma'am and having you bossing me in bed."- I confessed and held her cheek to kiss her lips. - "We should do this more often, actually."

- "So there is a little sub in you trying to find his way out, Doctor Reid."- my wife smiled and kissed me again.

- "Yes, ma'am."- I replied and smiled against her lips.- "But only for you. No one else but you."

(Y/N)'s point of view

Raven's first birthday party was a ride! The entire family was excited about the event and helped get everything for the party. We drove early to my mom's with Diana and Aunt Ethel and discovered my dad was already there, helping her set the tables in the backyard. Soon after, Frank, Lu, and Mikey showed up, ready to help with anything we needed. Which included, of course, messing around and making Raven laugh the entire time. It was incredibly hard putting her down for her nap, but I knew if she skipped it, nothing was going to go right.

Rossi, Hotch, and Jack showed up around four, holding presents for our baby. I thought it was sad Aaron and Beth had broken up, they were the perfect couple. But I knew he didn't want to talk about it and get all sad and melancholic.

- "Aunt (Y/N)!"- Jack ran and hugged me as soon as he walked into the house.

- "Oh my god, Jack! Why are you so tall! You are soon gonna be as tall as Spencer!"- I wrapped my arms around him and smiled at Hotch, who stared at us from the door.

- "Where is Birdie? I wanna give her the present I picked for her!"- Jack was incredibly excited, which made me very happy.

- "She is in the backyard, go ahead and say hi!"- Spencer said as Jack hugged him as well.

- "Thank you Uncle Spencer!"- and off he went.

- "Thank you for coming"- Spencer hugged both Rossi and Hotch and welcomed them to my parents' house. We hadn't even closed the door when JJ and Will showed up with little Henry, followed by Derek, Garcia, and her mystery companion: Emily Prentiss. I was in shock when I saw my friend standing in front of me, and most of all, I was amazed by the fact Penelope successfully kept a secret from us.

- "Like I was gonna miss this party!"- she said as I nearly fainted when I saw her at the door.

- "Oh my god!!! You are actually here!!"

- "Body and soul and ready to spoil your little princess."- Em said as she hugged me and Spencer tight.- "I missed you guys!"

- "We missed you too!"- Spencer whispered and smiled. - "I'm so happy you are here! Thank you so much for coming."

- "Nothing on earth would ever keep me from my best friends."- Emily replied and smiled at us.- "Now please tell me you have some booze."

- "We even have a rock band playing live."- I beamed and nearly clapped in excitement.- "Everybody is in the backyard, go ahead, we'll be right there."

Diana and my mom always got along perfectly, which I know made Spencer very happy. He had always been deeply protective of her, and it made my heart beat harder when I realized now he had a family helping him take care of Diana. We all loved her very much.

My brother and his girlfriend were at the party too. They had been dating for over a year, a new record in his life, and we all liked her. None of us knew if things between them could work out in the end, but at that point in life, we were glad Phoenix had someone by his side, no matter how long.

Kate, her husband, and her niece were there too, which made me incredibly happy because we had become very close friends and I honestly enjoyed having her on the team. I knew no one could ever replace Emily, but Kate had made me feel like in the old days at work. And let me tell you, at our work, that is deeply needed.

Raven was a little princess enjoying all the attention. The birthday theme was rainbows because she was currently obsessed with rainbows and unicorns, after Mikey got her a stuffed unicorn one day he babysat her. She crawled and played with everybody at the party. She especially enjoyed the ballpit Spencer had made for her. Pen helped me bake a million cupcakes because we created a cupcake rainbow for the party, it was fun and everybody loved it. Besides, it looked stunning at the table. However, despite the amount of sugar on the cupcakes, mom still got a birthday cake for Raven.

- "My granddaughter deserves a cake for her first birthday!"- she argued when I told her the cupcake idea, weeks before the party.

- "Mom, she is turning one, she can't even eat cake!"

- "And cupcakes she can actually have?"- she got me there.

- "If I wipe off the frosting, she can have a little bite."- I tried to win the argument, but it was impossible.

- "Stop, I'm getting her a cake."

And it ended up being a great idea, mostly because Raven looked adorable trying to blow her single candle on her cake as we all sang happy birthday. Frank and Mikey played a few songs for her, songs they had written for her when they babysit her, and that she definitely loved, because she kept clapping and staring at her favorite uncles with eyes filled with love and admiration.

We also had a few activities for the grownups. We had a nice prize to giveaway to whoever answered the most questions correctly. All of them Raven-related, of course.

- "Ok, for ten points, which was Raven's first word?"- I asked and Frank immediately grabbed a squeaky toy, making it sound like an animal.

- "Dada!"

- "That's correct!"- I replied in my best TV host imitation voice. - "And for 10 extra points, can you tell when she said her first word?"

- "It was... three weeks ago, when you guys came back from a case!"

- "That's correct! Frank has the lead with sixty points, followed by Pen with fifty."- I announced and everybody clapped, including Raven, who was happily resting on her father's arms. Spencer kept smiling and kissing her chubby cheeks as the grownups kept playing.

Eventually Frank won. He kicked ass in the flash round and Pen might or might not have gotten a little jealous. She argued Frank got to spend more time with Raven 'cos he was frequently babysitting when we were out.

- "The fact it was such a neck to neck contest only shows how much you love and care for our baby as her godparents.."- Spencer said and hugged Garcia, who was still pouting.- "And we have a prize for the second position as well."- he said and handed her a box with a cute mug, as Frank showed everybody the movie theater gift card he had won. He was honestly excited.

- "Ok little lady, you are gonna be my date to the movies." - he said as Raven raised her arms for him to pick her up from the ballpit she was playing in, again.

- "Well I think it's only fair that both her godfather and godmother take her to the movies to see her first movie."- Garcia added, and kissed Raven's head. I stared at the whole scene, feeling my heart filled with love. Our daughter was loved by so many people, and me and Spencer had created such a beautiful family, that tears kept threatening to fill my eyes.

I felt someone hold my hand, and my husband smiled at me as I turned around. He moved me to the side and hugged me, probably thinking the same as I was.

- "Enjoying your daughter's party, Dr. Reid?"- I asked him and he chuckled immediately.

- "Very much, Dr. Reid."

- "I'm not a Dr yet, I still need to present my thesis to the board."- I corrected him and my husband simply shook his head.

- "You are gonna do great."- there was silence between us for a few seconds, as we stared at the scene around us. Henry and Jack kept playing, Diana and my mom were eating cake and drinking coffee, enjoying what seemed to be a very interesting conversation 'cos they didn't stop laughing the entire time. Our friends seemed to be having fun, enjoying a few drinks in the backyard while Raven kept giggling on Frank's arm as Pen kept making funny faces to her.

- "Is it too weird to tell you I am a little sad she just turned one?"- Spencer whispered and I shook my head.

- "No, I don't think it's weird. Our baby is growing."- I murmured as I glued my eyes to Raven. One year had already passed, and it seemed like a whole lifetime had happened between that day and the day she had been born.

- "I just... It's selfish but I feel a little sad that my baby is growing up. She is already walking, soon she will be a little girl, start school... then college and before we know it, she will leave the house."- I stopped Spencer's rambing with my fingers on his lips, the ones he kissed immediately, looking right into my eyes.

- "You are overthinking, hon. None of that will happen today, and today we enjoy our daughter's first birthday, ok?"- he sighed and nodded. - "What if we take the official picture before the sun sets and we run out of natural light?"- I suggested, to take his mind from the dark place he had gone. He nodded one more time and kissed me.

- "Gomez! Morticia!"- Mikey called up and shook his head.- "This is a kid's party, stop making out in front of your poor baby!"

I know I blushed and so did Spencer, as we parted and started walking back to our guesses.

- "I will never get used to that."- Emily teased us with an evil grin.

- "Me neither"- JJ added under breath, though I heard her quite clear.

- "After all the years we had to witness you two in denial of your love, now we have to deal with your corniness and worst of all, all the kissing."- Emily added and everybody laughed at her words. I just shook my head, a little embarrassed.

- "Do you remember that one time I actually sent you to Spencer's room to declare your love and you came back and got wasted on mini gin bottles 'cos you found Ashley in his room?"- the only one who knew that was Emily, which is why everybody gasped after she delivered that question.

- "Yes, I do, but let's not talk about that... and it wasn't gin, it was vodka, and we drank it before you sent me to declare my undying love in my pajamas."

- "What the hell was Ashley doing in your room?"- Garcia asked, opening her eyes in shock.

- "I don't know, Pen. Spencer?" - I turned and looked at my husband, who widened his eyes and shook his head.

- "I have no idea what you are talking about."

- "That case in Miami when you had an awful headache"- I remind him.- "I casually stopped by your room and Ashley opened the door. She said you were in the bathroom, so I just left."- Spencer stared at me perplexed. I had never told him I knew that.

- "That night she would never leave my room, I had to ask her to leave."- he whispered.- "I'm sure she just wanted to make sure I was ok."

And the entire party laughed. Every single grown up there. Even his mom.

- "Sure, Spence, she wanted to tuck you in."- JJ joked and shook her head.- "She wanted to have sex with you! Of course she did!"

- "I had never seen anyone more obvious in my entire life."- Derek added.

- "And the fact you were blind at her attempts to seduce you made it so much funnier."- Em commented.- "I'm still surprised Ashley was able to walk out of the BAU alive and by herself and not in an ambulance."

- "Me too."- I answered, thinking I was dying to hit Ashley the entire time she spent in the BAU.

- "I never noticed! I swear! I never understood her attitude! I was never interested in her."- Spencer explained and shook his head. - "And I refuse to have this conversation on the day of my daughter's first birthday."

- "You are right Spence, congratulations to Raven! She is the cutest little girl on earth."- JJ said and smiled at us.

- "And now that she is one year old, are you planning on giving her a little brother or sister?"- Rossi asked us and neither of us knew what to say.

- "Well, we haven't..."- Spencer stuttered and I simply answered.

- "Still not ready for a second baby. Maybe next year."

Which was true. We knew we wanted a big family, and having Raven had been an incredible ride. But I had to finish my PhD first, and we had plans to get a house in a couple of years, to raise our kids in a bigger place, with a backyard and a treehouse, like we had always dreamed of.

But of course, life was going to get in the way of that.

Next chapter

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yourwizardofaus · 11 months ago

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It's my last Tumblr post for 2023, the year that saw the release of an Elvis biopic by Buz Luhrmann. Tom Hanks received some criticism along the way for his portrayal of Parker, with everything from his prosthetic makeup to his accent being singled out. As the year ends, lets take a look at some of the pictures I've collected of the real "Thomas Andrew Parker" during his years with Elvis.

Elvis and Parker at an RCA-Paramount Pictures party at the Beverly Wilshire Hotel in Los Angeles on 18th May 1957.

Two pictures from December 21, 1957, when Elvis went to Parker's home (1215 Gallatin Road in South Madison, Tennessee) to deliver a Christmas present - a new BMW Isetta microcar.

It’s 9:15am at Fort Dix, NJ on 5th March 1960 and Elvis is being honorably discharged from the Army. As he collects his mustering out cheque for $109.54 he kids with the Colonel about his percentage. In later years that would be far from a laughing matter.

Parker shows his sense of humour during the filming Roustabout in 1964 when a birthday party is held for Elvis’ cousin, Billy Smith.

On the NBC set in Los Angeles, Elvis sung a birthday song ‘It Hurts Me’ (in an amusing parody) for the Colonel, 26 June 1968.

A couple of rare shots of Parker with baby Lisa Marie.

Two pictures of Parker and Elvis at the August 1, 1969 press conference in Las Vegas announcing Elvis' new residency at the International Hotel (the Hilton as of 1972).

In this candid shot, we see Parker in a hotel elevator while on tour in Mobile Alabama in 1971 with one of his constant business companions, longtime RCA Records executive George L. Parkhill (centre in yellow shirt). Parkhill’s main task was "working with Elvis." That basically meant he supervised Elvis' concert tours and, when Elvis was in Los Angeles, monitoring all activities that involved him being RCA's top money maker.

The Colonel below the stage as Elvis performs in Cincinnati in the Black Fireworks jumpsuit on November 11, 1971.

Parker once again staying close to this star client below the stage at the evening appearance at Madison Square Garden on June 9, 1972.

Two pictures of Parker below the stage at the afternoon show in Honolulu on November 18, 1972. In the first picture he's picked an unusual spot to have a chat with Joe Esposito.

An undated picture of Colonel Parker on tour with Elvis in the early 1970s.

Colonel Parker before a concert in Detroit at Olympia Stadium on September 29, 1974.

Perhaps the last time Parker and Elvis were photographed together was in the dressing room just before the new years eve concert in Pontiac, MI, on December 31, 1975. At the time Parker had allowed a visit by local mayor Wallace E. Holland and Oakland press writer Jackie Kallen who presented an award.

#Elvis #Elvis Presley #Colonel Tom Parker #Tom Parker #Colonel Parker #rock music #pop culture #candid #1950s #50s #fifties #1960s #60s #sixties #1970s #70s #seventies

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redfoxwritesstuff · 7 months ago

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Sunflower, Book 1, Chapter 22

Tom Hiddleston x OFC Series rated: M Chapter warnings: Mentions of sexual assault, allusions to attempted sexual assault, mentions of physical assault and Las Vegas' mafia past. Our flashback includes more discussion of condoms (wrap it before you tap it kids!) and some light shaft handling. Drunk sexual contact, please remember kids consent is murky at best when you're this intoxicated!

AN: Oh, and as a side note- fuck you to the rude anon in my inbox. That's all the attention I'm giving you *right now*. Posted early because fuck it, I've got my shit together this week! (I don't but I got *this* together at least)

Masterlist Kofi AO3

~~~~~<3

Tom hadn’t been able to stop thinking about the kiss they shared. They hadn’t done anything else, just a series of searingly hot kisses that left him desperate for more but terrified to even suggest it followed by painful awkwardness that twisted at his guts.

Mia had slept most of Thursday before she had to get to work, exhaustion paired with a melatonin pill ensured she had a quick fall to dreamland. He had felt like a fool hovering nearby, fluttering in and out of the room for no reason other than to make sure she was still there. It was illogical, she couldn’t leave without walking through the living space where he was spending the time with Sally. It wasn’t like she was going to disappear into thin air.

Never in his life was he so unsure how to say ‘good bye’ to someone when the time came though. His arms felt awkward as he wrapped her in them at the door, desperate to know if he had woken her during any of his trips into the room but terrified to ask. He wanted to kiss her goodbye as she lingered in his arms, looking up at him with a sweet smile but he didn’t.

Coward. Yep, he was being a coward. He just needed a little more time to pull himself back together.

Tom had texted Mia throughout the night, checking that most of his plans for Sally’s birthday were alright. He made a few calls and found a bakery that was able to make a small birthday cake in time. It cost extra to have it delivered in a cooler to keep it from melting in the desert heat but he didn’t care. The rest of his plans fell into place, one confirmation after the other, most approved in concept at least by Mia.

Ashley had to work and wouldn’t be able to make tomorrow’s birthday party but stopped by earlier to drop off a few wrapped gifts. She had made it very clear that she still was unsure about Tom’s presence in their lives but this time went a little better.

Sally eager to show off her new bear which helped. Ashley took her time as Tom made the child’s lunch to listen to everything she had been doing with her New Friend Tommy. They had played games together. Tom had been crowned as a certified Master of Pretend.

Tom couldn’t fault Ashley’s weariness even after Sally’s tales. She had every reason to question him, though she did swing from hot to cold from what Mia had said. On one hand, she would scream for Mia to ‘get it’ and on the other hand, she was ready to stab Tom’s eyes out in a heartbeat if he crossed a line in her eyes.

He could understand it though, he’d do the same for his sisters.

~~~~~<3

Mia pulled into her parking spot at half past three in the morning. In the residential areas, the city fell into a peaceful sleep at night just as any other. Stepping out of the car, the day’s heat radiated up off the pavement, balanced by the ever so slight cool breeze the air carried. It had cooled significantly during the night but in just a few hours the sun would raise again and the sun will bring renewed heat.

She expected to come home to a dark, silent apartment and that was alright. At least she didn’t have to pick up Sally form the sitter’s house and try to get her back to bed. At least there would be the comfort of another body in her bed. Maybe she would even indulge in cuddling up to his sleeping form for a moment before settling a respectable distance from him to go to sleep.

She had gifts wrapped and in the back of her car ready for Sally, purchased on her lunch break. The Las Vegas strip was known for a lot of things but the one thing she always thankful for was the variety of shops. It made for a convenient place to work with good food along with endless options of shops everywhere.

She hated working these extreme late night shifts though. The tips were rarely worth it but everyone did their time on them. It was almost always the broke guests and the addicts that were on the casino floor after one in the morning. At least she didn’t need the tips to afford groceries anymore.

Mia opened the door to a dimly lit apartment. Tom was sitting at the counter with a book in his hand. He looked up at her and smiled softly at her wide eyes.

“You didn’t have to wait up,” Mia kept her voice low as she swallowed back the lump in her throat.

“I wanted to,” Tom set his book face down and Mia cringed for it’s spine as he got up. “How was work?”

“Shitty,” Mia answered as she pulled off her heels. She wanted to take a shower and go to bed.

“Did something happen or was it normal shitty?” Tom wrapped her up in his arms before he had a chance to second guess it.

She was too tired to fight him, to try to deny him in order to protect her heart. All she wanted in the world was to take shelter in the arms of a man who cared for her, to be cared for. It had been so long since she could find safety in an embrace.

Her eyes burned and at first she thought it was just exhaustion. Then she realized it was tears, threatening to spill over. Wrapping her arms around him, she clung to him, fingers bunching the fabric of his shirt as they dug into his back. Shaking breaths shuttered through her as she tried to will herself not to cry.

“What’s wrong, Darling?”

Pulling away, she wiped her hands down her face. Make up probably smeared but she didn’t care. She was too tired to care. All she wanted to do was wipe away the evidence of how close she had come to tears.

“It’s nothing.”

“It’s clearly something,” Tom insisted, holding her hand in his as she stepped away from him. Worry was etched onto his face. “You can talk to me about it.”

“Just some drunk guy,” She tried to wave it off. It didn’t matter. Occupational hazard. It was just another drunk guy in Las Vegas. “Got a little handsy. Security kicked him out, probably kicked his ass. They don’t like it when people mess with us.”

“Nothing more?” Tom asked carefully. He didn’t want to invalidate her feelings but something in his heart told him it was worse than she was letting on. “Does that happen often?”

“More often than I’d like but not so often.” Mia swayed on her feet a little. “I want to take a quick shower than I need to sleep.”

“Have you eaten?” Tom asked as he led her toward the bedroom. Their bedroom.

“It’s fine. I just want to sleep.”

~~~~~<3

The fan whirled above her. Still the steam was thick as she mechanically washed herself, washing away the feeling of hands that didn’t belong. Makeup, perfume and smoke went down the drain along with her tears.

Hot water ran over her as she replayed the last hour of her night again and again.

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Mia’s feet hurt and she was ready to be done with the night. The floor was mostly dead, full of duds who would not be tipping and more often than not would take a break to get their own drink from the bar than have her fetch it and have to avoid eye contact when they failed to tip.

Still, she did her job.

The man she approached reeked of cigarette smoke. That was her least favorite part about the job, if she was honest. She, like many of the girls, would shower at the end of her shift before going home to avoid taking the stink into their personal cars whenever they could.

“Can I get you a drink?” She asked sweetly. Usually she’d lean into the question but she didn’t want to be any closer to him than she had to be. Something was off about him.

“I’d like a drink of you.” The man’s words were slurred, though he had no glasses around him. Likely he was high on some other substance. That wasn’t an uncommon or unique line.

Mia laughed politely and kept her smile fixed on her face. “That’s not on the menu.”

She walked away, not waiting to see if he was interested in some actual drink. The last thing she wanted was some man pawing at her or giving her his best complements. His complements would never match the complement of having Tom’s eyes on her.

Thankfully, the shift was about done. Mia’s heels made soft thumps as she made her way down the hallway toward the employee lounge. She would shower, toss her dress in the steam cleaner while she did and be done with the night.

“What about what’s on the secret menu?” The slurred words made her blood run cold.

“We don’t have a secret menu.” Turning around, she glued the smile to her face.

He was closer than she had expected. Looking down the hallway, she hoped for someone, anyone who could help her. There was none.

“Don’t be like that, Baby.” The man grabbed her wrist and pushed her against the wall. “This is Vegas. Everything’s on the menu in Vegas.”

“Let go of me,” She screamed as he grabbed her breast.

Thrashing and kicking, she tried to get away. Instead of putting distance between them, it just made the man angrier and drew him closer. His hand clamped down over her mouth, muffling her cries.

It all happened so quickly, spanning just a few short seconds in reality before security was on him. He was ripped off of her harshly. Without his pressure against her body, she fell in a heap to the floor.

Security had certain limitations as to what amount of force they could use during any given situation. Every single one of those limitations went out the window when one of ‘their girls’ was messed with.

It was moments like this that anyone working on the strip could see beyond the shiny lights and legitimate face to what had once been a mafia institution. While the mafia had lost their grips on the glittering city a long time ago, some things were ingrained in the very existence of the city.

One of those things was the simple rule- if you touched one of their girls outside of their job description and without their consent you would, without hesitation, get your ass beat.

This man learned that you could never truly take the Mafia out of Las Vegas.

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Knocking on the bathroom door brought her out of her head. “Mia?”

“I’m okay.” Answering like that wouldn’t do anything but raise suspicion but the words were out before she could stop them.

“I hope I didn’t overstep but I’ve brought you some clothes to sleep in.” Tom hesitated for a moment. “I can set them just inside, on the counter with my eyes closed or if you’d rather, I can set them outside the door for you.”

“The counter is fine.” Mia was too tired to care if he closed his eyes or not.

The door opened slowly and she watched Tom’s long arm reach in, gripping a oversized tee shirt and a pair of soft pants from the clean laundry pile she hadn’t gotten around to putting away yet.

“I’ve got a can of soup heating on the stove, in case you change your mind about eating.” Tom was quite for a moment before speaking up again. “I think maybe it’s a bit worse than someone grabbing your arse. You don’t have to tell me but I want yo- need you to know that you didn’t deserve it. It wasn’t right, whatever happened.”

The door clicked shut again and she was alone. “Stop doing that.” She whispered in the steamy room. “Stop making it hard not to love you.”

That was a thought she needed to spend more time with. Right now she couldn’t bring herself to dwell on it though.

Shutting off the water, she quickly dried and dressed. She couldn’t think about falling in love with Tom.. It was enough that he was there right now when she needed him.

~~~~~<3

She had insisted that she wasn’t hungry but when the steaming bowl of canned soup was placed in front of her, she couldn’t deny it. Both her and Tom’s bowls were shallow, the meal being more meant as a single serving than to be shared but that was okay.

Mia needed to eat, she couldn’t argue that but she had no desire to. Robotically, she ate the soup one bite at a time. Tom kept his hand resting high on her back, ready to catch her if she fell over but being careful to not cross any boundaries she may have put up.

Tom took the bowls and rinsed them once they were empty. Standing from her stool, she wobbled on her feet. The mental and emotional exhaustion had stolen from her all the preparation they had put in the night before.

He was quick to her side, clearly worried that she would just fall over where she stood. “Let me carry you?”

“I can walk.” She was so goddamn tired.

“Yes, you can. But let me carry you.” She leaned against him rather than argue. Tom swept her up in his arms rather than argue with her anymore about it.

His heart hurt for her. It had happened quickly but he cared deeply for her already. Knowing she had gone through something that left her hurt to her core shook him. She was a strong, vibrant flower who could withstand anything. Yet tonight, she came home wilted.

He wanted to tell her to quit her job right that night but Tom knew she wouldn’t agree to it. And if he was honest, he also knew that he wasn’t prepared to support two households single handedly. He had made a nice sum with Thor but his current contract for The Avengers was still in the final stages of negotiations.

He had worked a lot during this year and was expecting that to continue through the following year but the idea of counting on money he hadn’t had in his pocket just yet made him nervous.

He could do it, he could make it work. It would be tight and he’d be looking at ways to earn a little extra to ensure he wouldn’t step into debt to cover an unexpected expense or trip. Now wasn’t the right time to make the suggestion again though, he knew that.

In this moment his wife didn’t need him to try and change her life, she needed her husband to offer her strength and support.

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Tom groped in his nightstand for a condom. Focus was hard to come by as she caressed his member, hand soft and warm. He knew he had a condom in the nightstand somewhere, he had them just in case, though he hadn’t planned on needing them.

“Found it.” He was reckless as he ripped it open.

She took it from him and rolled the thin plastic sleeve down his shaft slowly. They needed to hurry, he wasn’t in a position to take his time. Stamina was never something he had really need to worry about before but with how drunk he was, he knew his ability to perform could die at any moment.

Tom rolled over onto her swiftly, kissing her as if she had the secrets of the world hidden in her mouth. Reaching down between them, he ran his fingers up and down her slit.

She was soaking wet and ready for him. That was good, he didn’t have much reason to wait than.

“My darling Sunflower, are you ready for me?”

~~~~~<3

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2024 Haylor timeline

Timeline Tag, or back to 2023

1 January - 17 HSleaks - Guess I’m alright, One and only Voice note, Spanish Girl.

3 January - Harry in the Caribbean with TR. Taylor LA.

6 January - lately leak on break up anniversary. Rumour H is in LA. Taylor wore Cartier Necklace out with Brittney Mahomes

7 January -Taylor at Golden Globes in LA. Lip Readers conversation with Selena which was gossip about Timothy

11 January - Harry bought stake in SS Daley. Taylor in NY zebra top & sunglasses at night

12 January - reports Travis and Taylor are fighting, more football (Tayvis/Waglor Timeline)

15 January - HS too much sauce leaked.

17 January - Deux Moi H LA 6 - 16 January

19 January - a photo of TR with Jeff at LOT Wembley last June appears online.

20 January - Joe, TR and Zayn at Loewe show at Paris FW, some guy gives TR a neck rub. Stalker arrested at Taylor’s NY apartment

22 January - a stalker was charged for harassing Harry :( after he came back to London earlier. TS stalker on the same day

28 January - inappropriate viral deep fake images of Taylor. X bans ‘Taylor Swift’ search. TK kiss. Back to Nashville after 10 hours.

30 January - Taylor search on now kiss viral.

1 February - Harry’s 30th birthday.

4 February - Grammys, LA. TTPD announced

5 February - Joe Alwyn whinging he dated TS. Joe liked tweet about it.

7 February - eras Tokyo, Holy Ground/Dear Reader. Says “I’ve been working on Tortured Poets since right after I turned in Midnights …I’ve been working on it for about two years, I worked on it throughout the US tour”. Tyler shared snippet of music.

9 February - Travis Kelce hasn’t spoken to Taylor in a week since the Grammys, didn't know the rest of the line in Karma or what country she was in and said he felt the power of his beard.

11 February - TK wins the Super Bowl. Taylor fly's Tokyo-LV-Melbourne to be there and drunk dances. TK yelled at and pushed the coach then partied after kids were killed at parade for Chiefs. Harry wears a packers beanie at dinner with TR. Taylor makes ick face when TK screams 'Viva Las Vegas'

14 February - Blind item that TR is calling paps, they are then not seen together again for a month.

15 February - Daily Mail: “Put the beer down, Travis - it's not IF Taylor dumps you... but WHEN: After the coach bashing, drunken disorder and tone-deaf post-shooting selfies, image-obsessed Swift will now shake off brand Kelce”

16 February- Melbourne, Red and YLM

17 February - rumors Joe cheated in October 2021. Taylor said “a song to match the moment” and played Getaway Car / August / TOSOTD then TIMT

18 February - Taylor “Melbourne, you are the love of my life”. Surprise songs - CBBH (3rd ever play) and Daylight mashup then teardrops on my guitar on piano. Harry then went to a Man U football game (in pants without elastic!!) smiling!!!! With Sony CEO.

20 February - Taylor dinner in Sydney. Harry train London - Paris, bodyguard Paddy indicates work. FW next week

23 February - Travis comes to Australia, not for the 4 days Taylor had off but when she went back to work. Taylor fly's jet back to the US to bring Travis and friend to Australia. Taylor goes to the Zoo twice, once with the band and once with Travis. Travis rents a silver Lamborghini and drives it too fast and runs red lights in the Sydney CBD. Travis comes to one concert. Scott Swift again lined up TK for a photo ops to kiss Taylor. Surprise songs HYGTG and White Horse/Coney Island mash up with Sabrina Carpenter.

24 February - Gemma has a baby! 8 months after Harry sung Sweet Creature at Wembley. 💚 Travis flys back to the US to attend a Chiefs party, left noon the day after the show. His total flight time was 26+ hours to spend 51 hours in Australia. Counting return time for the jet the time in air was longer than he spent in Australia. IION/IWYW and Haunted/exile.

26 February - Columbia records shares a TikTok of empty as it was scene ‘where you want to go?’ TikTok trend

27 February - Scott Swift punches a pap in Sydney. Harry at trader Joes in L.A..

2 March - Taylor plays IDWLF/Dress and Mine/Starlight. At the Brit awards Roman Kemp pranks Calvin Harris to drink a drink called Harry Styles Bath water, a Saltburn joke. Almost on the anniversary of the Shake an Apple of a Tree Tweet

3 March - TR play opens in NY, Harry doesn’t go. He was in L.A.

6 March - DBATC/Babe surprise songs.

7 March - blind item rumor boybander and GF seeing other people.

8 March TK at the Singapore show, brings a friend and manager, TK texting during IKYWT. Sparks fly/ gold rush and false god/slut surprise song. Harry back in London, TRs play was on from 3-31 in NY, Harry did not attend. Pleasing ‘Single at last’. Jacks album released, Taylor didn’t mention.

9 March - TK at last eras for 2 nights looks bored, a bit dazed with glasses in dark, phone taken off him, no kiss at end.

10 March - highly publicised that Taylor and Travis attended exclusive Gucci post Oscars party where photos are banned, Taylor not seen. 5 days later a photo of Travis holding an Oscar inside the (different) Gold party…. No Taylor… TK liked photo with trump

12-14 March - TK no Taylor at Justin Timberlake concert and lunch. Taylor hasn’t been seen since Singapore. Later ICDWBH filmed now.

14 March - Eternals 2, a marvel movie starring Harry was cancelled because the studio is focusing on movies that are assured success.

14 March - Harry backstage at Mitch’s show in NY!! TRs play was on 10 mins away, she came after, arriving at 9:30/10, they left before encore with TR look to be arguing, Harry was walking alone an hour later. First time seen in a month. New leaked angle of MSG Karaoke with Harry and Taylor - maroon added as a surprise song to eras film

15 March -Harry walking around NY with TR and separately with Maxwell Ritz. And at the white cube gallery.

16 March - page 6 reports Bob Iger who paid Taylor $70m for the eras movie, says saw TS & TK in no photo event.

17 March - Harry in Brooklyn at townhouse with TR with bag, last sighting for another month. Taylor repeats Joe in Bahamas holiday with TK for beach. 300 photos from Backgrid drop at once and TMZ video.

19 March - Harry returns to London. Seen carrying a white rose with James Cordon.

20 March - on his podcast TK talked about babies life&style. Blind item that Taylor doesn’t appreciate narrative contribution.

22 March - Harry in UK studio RAK. Taylors flight goes via KC>LA. TK Cleveland funeral

24 March - Taylor seen for the first time in a week at Nobu with Travis, Taylor stern words. TK sweatpants with holes. The 300 Bahama's photos all drop the next day.

26 March - TR VF article where she says “My work is the most interesting thing to me, so that’s what I’ll say about that.” And talks about finding safety for herself, in August she talked about safety within a relationship.

28 March - Harry swan lake London, later hosts football party and runs from paps

1 April - TK and umbrellor arrive in LA, plane flew L.A.-Nashville-Philly (his brother)-L.A. for Easter, Taylor not seen for a week, not at iHeartawards. TR Columbia

5 April - Taylor L.A diner Barney’s diner no TK

6 April - Taylor releases Apple Music playlists of her own songs in stages of grief. Video emerges of Joe saying his co stars Alison’s name in a love scene (in the Final Cut of CWF episode 3, (at 11:55 in) Character name is Frances (and Joe says F Frances at 12:10). He threw a party in Taylor’s house with the co star on 19 April 22, Taylor’s 2022 Brit award is in photo. Harry in L.A. Airport.

7 April - rumour Taylor’s jet went to Nashville. Photo of TR in Columbia.

8 April - LT Larry denial got him lots of media.

9 April - Taylor seen in a car LA TK dinner

10 April - second sighting of Harry in L.A.

11 April - Harry pictured at Masters golf torment, Niall also there! Taylor “recently” with Selena, Sabrina. TK graduation, blind drinking too much.

12 April - DM: “Taylor Swift must be getting sick of this” about TK, Taylor & TK sushi park in the evening.

13 April - Taylor and TK at Coachella, watch bleachers and ice spice, TK very possessive manhandling, picking her up, shaking and smothering her. Taylor looks out of it.

15 April - Harry & TR Japan sighting.

19 April - TTPD, Harry seen in Japan. Taylor posted short with TK included (Tarry timeline)

20 April - Harry seen in Japan with TR, TR seen at airport on 24th last TR sighting w H. Later reports broke up then.

25 April - Taylor, Gigi, TK & Bradley Cooper (Gigi's partner) dinner in California. Blind MH didn't sign an NDA and there is mutually assured destruction.

27 April - TK and Taylor at Mahomes charity event, Travis embarrassing, yells viva Las Vegas again and Taylor looks intoxicated /out of it while he pulls her along. TK party no TS in Vegas. Plane flew to LA then Nashville next day (Cartier necklace at after party)

29 April - Harry seen in London

3 May - Taylor on way to London ahead of first Paris show 9 May. Travis seen at a Chainsmokers gig within 2 hours.

4 May - blind item “There is just nothing that is not forced in the relationship between the former boy bander and the model/actress. Every tabloid was basically force fed relationship stories about the pair just three days before the Met Gala. There is nothing real about the relationship.”

6 May - Harry on a lime bike London not with TR at met gala. TK partying alone again. Taylor not seen since charity thing

8 May - Taylor arrived in Paris, meaning she probably stayed in London for 5 days.

9 May - new eras setlist with TTPD in Paris. IION/OOTW, loml. Harry looks happy in London. Harry goes to the London ballet with the 1D and TPWK Choreographer

11 May - Taylor seen traveling to hotel in Paris. Harry London in ‘I like to watch’ shirt.

12 May - TK eras Paris show only. Alchemy/treacherous and Begin again/paris, said BA was was memory of MV in Paris

14 May - Deux Moi reports Tarry ended. Maya Henry released Looking Forward, a fictionalised telling of her relationship with Liam, which she later said is about him. In the book the boy and character chases her with an axe and pressures her into an abortion then stands her up for it.

15 May- Harry at Kacey Musgrave concert alone

17 May - Taylor and TK in Lake Como, wears Cartier Necklace. Not seen with TK for a month after this. First show in Stockholm, asks Paramore to play Misery Business. Plays I think he knows/Gorgeous and part of DBTAC. Plays Peter on piano and says it is one of her favorite songs on TTPD and would only play it for a crowd she is absolutely in love with.

18 May - Taylor’s 89th show, Stockholm, played GAS, Say don’t go/Welcome to NY/Clean, LK tweeted Still your Boy lyrics about loving someone who is there when you are flawed. Harry in London

19 May Harry and TR broke up last month: Sun & Mirror

20 May - Tarry break up picked widely, rumor Harry in Italy

21 May - Harry seen in Italy. Taylor Mia 5 days between shows in Stockholm and Spain, unverified rumor Taylor in Ibiza (reported local media) and reddit jet people think TK flew from US for 1.5 days.

23 May - Harry went kitchenware shopping in Rome wearing a Blur ‘modern life is rubbish’ he also wore in 2014.

24 May - Harry Italy Taylor said 70 in Betty speech then played CBBH/the other side of the door/The way I Loved You and FOTS/High Infidelity. First time TWILY was played in 14 years.

25 May - Taylor flew to London after show, not seen

26 May - Travis booed at NBA playoffs

28 May - Harry seen in Florence, rumored there the day before and back to Rome.

29 May - Harry Rome

31 May - Taylor seen at Kit Kat Club in London. Photos of Travis with Margaret and the Mahomes with Jack leak. Taken in Taylor’s break. No photo sighting H in lake Como

7 June - Taylor in Edinburgh, Harry still in Italy

8 June - plans for Harry to renovate houses lodged, will take 2 years, reinstating an entire new floor

11 June - Taylor dinner in London with Kate Moss, Stella McCartney, Andrew Scott, Phoebe Waller-Bridge, Cara Delevingne, Lena Dunham and Mert Alaş, who shot the "reputation" album cover.

13 June - Simon Cowell interview, regretted giving 1D their name

14 June - Taylor played This is What you Came for Mashed up with Gold Rush, then YLM/Great War.

15 June - Last show before 16 June Temper Trap anniversary, in Liverpool Taylor played Carolina/No Body No Crime then Manuscript mashed with Red and looked really sad. LK tweeted a sad Poem about a moving on from a break up. :( :(

16 June - Joe interview shades Taylor by omission. Deux Moi thinks Harry in NY

21 June - Taylor’s first Wembley eras show. TK files in from Cannes the day of show. Prince William and kids too. Deux moi reports rumour Harry has been in London for a week leaving the box with different people.

23 June - Travis attends Eras, had not been seen with Taylor for 5 weeks. Went on stage in the Clara bow dancer part forcing Taylor on stage for ICDIWABH at last Wembley before August. Surprise songs Us. With Gracie Abrams, then OOTW/IION/Clean, looked emotional. Harry seen at The Smile concert in Rome with Kid Harpoon and Alessandro. Rumour he had been in Italy the whole time.

24 June - Harry at market in Rome

25 June - Harry, Kid Harpoon and Nicolai seen in Rome.

28 June - Taylor in Dublin, no TK. Daily Mail reports Taylor working on new album and tour… would bring contract to 6 and 2 so maybe the end of it. Harry not seen since Rome. Taylor played This love x ours and DWOHT. Travis Kelce parties in LA with Leo DiCaprio. Weird photo sitting beside Taylor other at cafe that week. Harry grocery shopping in Italy. Speculation he would join Shania Twain at Glastonbury, she said he should replace Brad Pitt in her line.

3 July - Italian media says Harry has an Italian GF, Deux moi reports it on the 4th. Taylor plays GAS and Question..?

5 July - billboard reports Harry working on new album and includes him a list of 2025 Glastonbury headliner potentials. Taylor plays imgonnagetyouback x dress ; You are in love x Cowboy like me in Amsterdam.

6 July - TK eras. on 14 July Keleigh teller posts photo from that night. Harrys photographer and members of his team in UK

9 July - Travis arrives back in LA and blinds immediately posted that he is using Taylor for fame and hooking up on Onlyfans model with cameras. InTouch soon runs article reporting that he followed and unfollowed Madeline Hope from TikTok. Madeline used August as a sound on her most recent TikTok.

12 July - HARRY IS ON STAGE WITH STEVIE NICKS!!!! To mark Christine McVies birthday, who was a friend and bandmate of Stevie’s in Hyde Park they performed Landslide and Stop dragging my heart around in the encore.

13 July - Taylor played The 1 x Wonderland

14 July - Harry at Euro final with James and Ben. Lots of photos. Louis and Ed also there. Taylor played Getaway Car x OOTW.

16 July - people article from 2nd goes to print “in love reaching new heights” cover story and Keleigh teller posts old photos from the 6th with Travis same day… Keleigh disappears after that.

17 July - rumour Harry in Scotland for golf masters, not photographed.

18 July -Harry London “as I was leaving I spotted Lewis Capaldi and Dermot O'Leary visiting Harry at home” later quote in Daily Mail. The fake snow was seen 18 July when Renee Zellweger was visited by her BF on set. Travis at Germany show, his 13th, same number of games she attended. Started training camp after.

21 July - fans tell post about seeing Harry in a village in italy with assistant Luis and creative director Molly.

27 July - Fans post Harry in London, MIA 11 days.

28 July - Taylor played Haylor mashups both Munich nights.

29 July - 3 children are killed at a Taylor Swift dance class in the UK, a 17 year old is arrested. Taylor posts her sympathies. Harry photos on lime bike London.

1 August - TN unloyal swiftie playlist, 13 songs, Doretha is track 7

2 August - Harry seen by fan in London

4 August - Taylor said “I’m in a fantastic mood” in Warsaw, Harry said the same thing N2 of Coachella. After champagne problems Taylor played with making the crowd loud/quiet in the way Harry does too. Surprise songs included Maroon, it had been the SS on that date in August also. Harry London video with Luis in cafe

5, 6 August - photo, video of Harry in London leaving cafe then walking the next day

7 August- Harry’s vogue cover unveiled at British National Portrait Gallery on Two Ghosts 7th anniversary. 3 people were arrested for an ISIS plot against an eras show in Vienna and Taylor cancels Vienna shows.

9 August - Harry London. Third person arrested for planned Vienna attack. Harry goes to Five Guys London with Olivia Dean

10 August - Harry at James Corden's play closing night London. He’s seen 4 days in a row wearing the same maroon shorts.

13 August - Taylor party in London with Eras team. Fans comment negatively that she partied before making a statement about cancelled shows. Harry complimented a fan on an Eras tour shirt and seen in London in red shorts

16 August - Harry in London with Fred Again. Taylor has Ed at Eras and performs EHC/End Game/Thinking out loud.

17 August - Harry seen with Fred Again again in London. 4 days in the same shorts. Later walking with Pauli and Yaffra at night

18 August - Harry with the HAIM sisters!!!!

20 August - Taylor has Florence Welch join her on stage at the last eras show to perform Florida and Jack for Getaway car

21 August - daily pap walks from Harry in London. Daily mail later says Taylor arrived RI. ICDIWABH MV released, backstage footage

22 August- Harry seen with Florence Welch and Cillian Murphy, (from Dunkirk) at Fontaine’s gig in London

24 August - Taylor, TK, Blake Ryan and Mahomes Photographed on balcony of her RI house. Daily mail say Travis there Friday-Sunday. First time Taylor has been papped in that house in 11 years. Ran that day with TMZ Exclusive: "Taylor Swift & Travis Kelce: Reunited in Rhode Island After Several Cruel Weeks of Summer!!!" Blake and Ryan there also. Britney Mahomes was getting bad press for liking a GOP tweet and Blake unpopular for being awful.

25 August - Taylor Swift has RI party with Gigi Hadid, Jason Kelce, Travis Kelce, Bradley Cooper, Ryan Reynolds, Zoe Kravitz, Channing Tatum, Patrick Mahomes. Blind that Blake made sure the paps knew she was there. DM: “EXCLUSIVE Blake Lively enjoys lavish 37th birthday bash at Taylor Swift's Rhode Island mansion as she faces cancellation” Later, Taylor and Travis rumoured at Gillette Stadium for the Kenny Chesney concert, photo grainy and far

Rumour Harry in Manchester, Niall has a show there at the Co-op live. Chris Martin played The 1, Love Story and Shake it Off at Coldplay Vienna concert, said The 1 was his favourite Taylor Swift song.

26 August - HARRY AND ANNE AT NIALL’s show at Co-op live in Manchester. Dances, takes video during Stockholm. Earlier seen with Andre 3000

29 August - Harry in London in morning with podcast Gemma on and at Kalorama festival in Madrid with Yaffra in evening, photo with band The Kills. Rumour Taylor filming MV at Portugal.

31 August - Harry in vip tent at Kalorama with Sam Smith. Olivia Dean played. Paddy bodyguard with him. Harry left after Sam Smith's set. A fan asked Jack who is William Bowery and he laughed and shrugged. Gemma told Sunday Times Harry came to babysit while she did photo shoot for an article. Sarah posted a photo of herself with both kids. Video of Harry leaving as Olivia Dean enters the tent and hugs someone. Taylor not at Britney Mahomes birthday party. She hasn’t been seen since Ri.

2 September - NFL includes Taylor 5 times in 28 second promo for season return. Would require contract to use her image.

3 September - Daily Mail: “Travis Kelce's team call in lawyers over leaked 'contract' that claimed to reveal the exact date his relationship with Taylor Swift would end: Fake PR 'strategy document' spread online gave illusion their year-long love story was a sham”

4 September - Harry back in London photos with fans in pleasing kissing swan jumper. Travis Taylor break up contract went viral.

5 September - Taylor at Chiefs game alone. Obvious filler. Went straight to game from airport, flew from NYC.

6 September- Taylor Travis NY dinner. Blind Item #4 "The A+ list singer knew she had to go big last night if she wanted those rumors to take a back seat for the night."

7 September - Taylor wore Cartier necklace to electric lady, took Travis who was in all black Vivian Westwood. Karlie Kloss also there. Blind Item #3 "You know how the NFL player was going to call in everyone to look into the whole fake document thing. No one has been called in."

8 September - Taylor, Travis, Britney and Patrick Mahomes, Danielle and Este Haim and Travis manager at the US open. Taylor hugs Britney, Trump supporter - fans comment. Travis and Britney wear matching obviously branded Gucci. Taylor acts over the top, Britney seems embarrassed, Danielle Haim moves away. Later that day Taylor and Travis go to dinner, Taylor wears a dress covered in the Gucci logo. The us open & Gucci shares to their socials.

10 September - Taylor posts that she will vote for Kamala Harris after the US presidential debate, ending the post with Childless cat lady. The Man is played when Kamala leaves the stage, they use Ready for It? Sound on TikTok and the Democrats sell friendship bracelets on their website, confirms timing and announcement planned. Selena goes to Taylor’s apartment, the difference of arriving in her garage in a black suv compared to NFL behaviour...

11 September - Taylor VMAs, missing for 2 hours. 2nd dress looks like Two Ghosts MV with a UFO. Most awarded VMA artist in history. Only A+ there. Thanked TK saying he watched filming and brings happiness. Noah Kahan covers fine line.

12 September - Gemma Styles book released.

13 September - Harry SS Daly show London FW. sat next to Anna Wintour and left after show. Then he and Anne seen at Gemma’s book event. Vogue posted about Harry six times. Elon musk said he could “give Taylor a child” and then Travis promoted Elons cybertruck on his podcast. Photo of Anne & BFF at kebab shop wearing Harry’s jacket from earlier presumed Harry took photo.

14 September - Harry at white cube gallery London. Photo of him at Nick Grimshaw's birthday

15 September - Harry bought flowers from a market and looked lovely. Taylor, Andrea (in 87 shirt), Austin and Haim sisters at game. Arrived in Kc as it started again.

16 September- Harry seen with more fans, he compliments a guy on his fit who shares the nicest story about chatting to Harry.

20 September - speculation Harry in Paris for Alessandro's first Valentino show

21 September - Taylor seen with Gigi in NYC

22 September - Taylor not at TK game

23 September - Taylor not at TK Hulu premiere, his mum alone and no mention of Taylor in People article. E News asked ‘What’s your favourite thing about Taylor?’ “Yeah, I don't really.. It's still new. I don't really have, any profound you know, thoughts or anything like that. We just have the best time you know, cheering Travis on.”

24 September - Deux moi “Just this week, Styles was seen driving solo through the Tuscan countryside in Italy. Stopping for fuel at a gas station, the pop star was reportedly incredibly friendly to fans but politely requested no photos. This solo road trip has fueled (pun intended) speculation that Styles may still be working on new music, which we heard was his initial goal for spending time in Italy this past spring.”

27 September - Harry’s IG location changed to Italy. Rumour and blurry photo said to be Jack, Taylor and Margaret at Lana’s wedding no TK. Later photo of Taylor at cousin, Danny Frye III’s wedding on same date.

28 September - Taylor updates Apple Music essentials playlist to remove The Man and replace ATW10m with ATW, adds SHS and a second Getaway car. Getaway car is 3rd and 25th, total length is 3h 10m and no stolens

29 September - Harry at Alessandro’s debut show for Valentino. Taylor not at second chiefs game in a row.

30 September - Harry looks beautiful in Paris and signs autographs

2 October - Liam at Niall's show in Argentina and is widely criticised. Additional media on Maya Henry's book she posts TikTok saying it’s about him.

3 October - rumour Harry still in France. Concert celebrity account posts that Harry has finished his album with 20-30 songs, release will be single, album Glastonbury the stadium tour. Rumours h release 18 Oct.

5 October - Taylor not with TK for his birthday charity event or family/friends celebration

7 October - Taylor flies into KC for game and wears head to toe Vivienne Westwood and the Cartier necklace. Taylor kissed TK in same box with their dads watching. Taylor seen with WAGs but not TK otherwise. Taylor and Scott board plane and Travis shows up an hour later. Taylor/Scott wait on tarmac. He has bye week. Deux moi posts rumour Harry will release his lead single on 18 October

10 October - Shawn Mendez and Joe Jonas move their album releases from 18 October to mid-November

11 October - Taylor NY TK & Blake Ryan. Taylor has a massive burn on her arm

14 October - Taylor & TK at baseball, appeared in baseball commercial using Welcome to NY within 24 hours. Maya Henry podcast about Liam, says he threatened to take life. His GF leaves Argentina.

16 October - Liam Payne passed away.

17 October - Harry posts for Liam’s passing

18 October - Taylor posts video of her carrying Olivia in the stadium before first show back. Eras Miami, new Rep bodysuit with Gold Jason Kylie kelce sit in stands not with Taylor’s parents in VIP. Night changes reach’s #6 on the Spotify global chart, highest ever. New outfits. This is my Trying x Daylight. Florence performs Florida. T added Louis Tomlinson Two of Us, about grief in the loss of his mum. And also Little Mix Angel of My Dreams, which is about the love/hate relationship with fame and xfactor, especially Simon Cowell to pre show playlist.

19 October - Florence performs Florida again. Should have said no x I Did Something bad and loml x White Horse

20 October - Joe Alwyn pictured with Kendall Jenner at awards dinner, Patrick S also there. Internet clowns.

21 October - AYHTDWS x OOTW, Taylor looks happy. Mirrorball x GAS. Midnights cardigan like Taylors VMA dress/satellite suit between shows Taylors Plane goes to Nashville and NJ, TK in KC

23 October - Matty Healy on Doomscroll podcast likens Taylor to the Marvel of music because self-referential and implies it is not good. Says relationship was casual and will not write about her on the next album... after spending 2 hours complaining.

24 October - Stevie Nicks Rolling Stone article, says Harry has 3 Italian houses, that she ended relationship/band with Lindsay after he was mean to several people, including Harry at the Musicares event in 2018. Also says Taylor happy in relationship with unnamed person who does their own thing and that she gave TK a blanket.

26 October - NOLA, Taylor calls Sabrina Carpenter in surprise songs who joins Espresso x IION x Please Please Please then Hits Different. (300 days, coffee cup, 10 months). In Betty Speech Taylor referred to her work as a 'Cinematic Universe' as in MHs recent interview.

27 October - on 1989 Anniversary Taylor says it has been a decade of 1989 and 'fantastic', stage roomba breaks, plays afterglow x dress and HYGTG x Clean, says "just because your clean don't mean you don't miss him." Rumour Harry at Halloween party, he has not been seen since 30 September.

30 October - Bizarre Scott Swift story where he is on a commercial plane, in economy (sure, totally natural) and tells a travel agent how proud he is of Taylor (noting without being asked) that Taylor is like Woodstock, and 'He did also talk about how much he loves Travis for her, which was super cute.' Widely picked up in tabloids.

31 October - TK talks about how real relationship is on podcast.

1 November - The Albatross x Holy ground and Cold as You x Exile. Third time ever CAS played, 2nd was April 2023.

2 November - a man recorded calling Travis an offensive slur for dating Taylor at Jason Kelce at a university. Jason smashed the phone, took it and replied “who’s the [slur] now?” THREE TIMES TK appeared at eras in TTPD set because he has practice and no intention of being there other than his brother using slur. a camera crew followed him. TMZ. In Betty Speech Taylor referred to her work as a 'Cinematic Universe' as in MHs recent interview.

3 November - In Betty Speech Taylor referred to her work as a 'Cinematic Universe' as in MHs recent interview.

4 November - Taylor at Chiefs game with Andrea and Britney on election eve

5 November - Donald Trump wins election.

8 November - Taylor NY alone, burn on arm, flame dress, nightclub 7 hours with Zoe, Selena and Rowan farrow there.

10 November - Taylor at game, flys right before, pictured with TK and fly’s back Nashville (Andrea) and NJ (Taylor) with 12 hrs

12 November - Rob Sheffield’s Taylor Biography Heartbreak is the National Anthem released which lauds the Haylor mythology as one of the great songwriting muse ships of pop music.

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