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aemondapologistfrfr · 1 month ago

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Do You Understand?

aemond x sister!reader x aegon

Summary: You walk into the middle of an important council meeting after Aemond left you in your chambers needy. You whine at Aegon to take care of you and he promises after the meeting him and Aemond will do just that.

Warnings: 18+ swearing, pillow humping, humping, bondage, fingering, spanking, oral(m), face fucking, p in v, unprotected, breeding kink, dom!aem 🙂‍↕️, aemond and aegon are like super friendly - as written 💅🏼

Authors Note: just sum quick and filthy bc i actually need them both rn not want but n e e d - i use a yes no wheel to make important decisions in my life so shoutout to that yes no wheel for having a little mm in here - yes that’s an important decision to me!!

Word Count: 3.5k

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You walk down the halls with flushed cheeks and a soft pout on your lips. You wave your guard off as you make your way down the halls to the council chambers. The guard outside the door tries to block your entrance but you push past him knowing he won’t lay a hand on you. You walk up the stairs quietly and when you reach the landing Aemond is turned in his chair looking at you with a raised brow. You clasp your hands together and begin to walk over to Aegon.

You feel Aemond’s eye following your every step and you come to a stop next to Aegon. He looks up at you amused and when you bend down to whisper in his ear his hand snakes up and squeezes your ass softly. You let out a soft mewl that goes straight to his cock and he groans. Aemond flares his nostrils from across the table watching you wrap Aegon around your finger.

“Aegon,” you softly whine, scooting closer to him. Your lips softly brush against his neck. “Please,” you let out the smallest whimper and he turns all of his attention to you much to Aemond’s dismay.

“What is it, my sweet Princess?” you rest your head on his shoulder blushing profusely knowing that the table is watching this exchange. Aemond watches as you drape yourself against him and pout into his neck.

“My King,” Aemond clears his throat, making Aegon snap his head up. You turn your head in his neck and look at Aemond sheepishly. “Surely our sister can wait.” his words have a bite to them. He smirks to himself watching you nibble your lip as you look at him.

“Can this wait?” Aegon whispers, turning back to you. You hear Aemond exhale loudly as Aegon turns his attention back to you.

“It hurts.” you let out a soft whine and Aegon's face crumples.

“What does?” he sits back looking you over and watching you flush. He watches your cheeks get more red as you glance at Aemond before casting your eyes down to the floor. “Oh.” he hums with a smile and turns to Aemond. “Did Aemond leave this little cunny dripping and needing?” he whispers in your ear, chuckling as you nod your head.

“Aegon, enough of this.” Aemond snaps, slamming the marble ball into its holder. “Send her to her chambers so we can finish this meeting.” he knows Aegon will end this meeting if you whine at him one more time but they need to finish putting these plans into place and he profusely told you to wait in your chambers for him.

“Gods Aemond.” Aegon groans, staring at him. “Go to my chambers and I’ll be there shortly.” he pats your ass encouragingly and you start to walk out of the council chambers. You frown and keep your eyes forward trying to walk past Aemond as quickly as possible. Aemond reaches out and his fingers wrap around your wrist pulling you over to him.

“If you come in here again begging for release I’ll take you on top of this table in front of everyone.” your cheeks feel like they’re going to catch on fire at his low words. “Do you understand?” you nod your head quickly. “Do you understand?” he raises an eyebrow.

“I understand.” you squeak looking down at him.

“Good. Now go wait for us in Aegon's chambers.” he releases your wrist and you quickly make it down the stairs and out in the hall.

Once in the hall you sigh when you spot your guard waiting for you. You walk past him and hear him fall into step behind you as you make your way to Aegon's chambers. With a wave you dismiss your guard as you seal yourself behind the door. Aegon’s chambers are always the messiest but you’ve never minded because they remind you of him.

You walk over clothes and cups as you make your way to his bed and collapse into the mountain of blankets and pillows. The smell of Aegon takes over your senses and you bury deeper into his blankets. You scoot further up and whine when a pillow finds its way between your thighs. Your hips slide against it once more and the pressure against your core increases as you move into a more comfortable position.

With your knees on either side of the pillow and your head buried in the pillows at the top of the bed to muffle your whines and gasps you start to rock against the pillow. Your hips start to move faster and you press your face into the pillows as you whimper. Your mind drifts to Aegon when he buries his face under your skirts and kisses you above your small clothes.

“Aegon.” crying out his name only increases your pleasure and you begin to rock faster against the pillow. “Mm Aegon please,” a small cry comes from your mouth as your high spreads throughout your body. As your body relaxes you let your eyes fall shut and decide to nap until they’re done with their meeting.

“Surely that’s not all you wanted or you wouldn’t have barged into the meeting.” you startle at Aemonds voice quickly getting off the pillow. Aemond pushes off the wall and walks over to you on the bed. “What did you want Aegon to do? Hm?” he grabs your ankle and pulls you down the bed to him.

“Aemond,” you whine looking up at him.

“That little trick doesn’t work on me.” he clicks his tongue.

“I wanted him to make me feel good.” you push out your bottom lip. “You left m-

“I know exactly how I left you in your chambers and I left you like that for a reason.” he pulls you up from the bed. “Now turn around so I can take off this dress.” his fingers are quickly pulling at the laces and pushing the dress down your shoulders. The door starts to open and you gasp, grabbing your dress.

“I told you to wait for me.” Aegon shuts the door quickly and walks over to the both of you.

“She didn’t wait for either of us. You should’ve seen what position I found her in. Mm,” Aemond lowly chuckles, shoving your dress to the ground. “Go show him.” he scoots you back towards the bed.

“Aegon,” you turn to him with a soft pout.

“Show me.” Aegon's eyes are merely just his pupils with a lilac ring. “But,” he raises his hand to you. “Take the rest of your clothes off.” a grin spreads across his features.

“Can you?” you take a step closer to him. “Please.” you let out a soft whine. Aemond raises his finger to Aegon who groans.

“Enough. The both of you.” Aemond grits out through his teeth. “Take off your clothes and get on the bed.” you nod quickly and lift your slip over your head. Your small clothes are the last to join your discarded clothes on Aegon's floor. Turning from them you crawl back into bed and position yourself as you were before.

“Oh Gods,” Aegon moans as his cock hardens watching you straddle his pillow. You start to rock your hips and you fist his blankets at the feel of it on your bare skin. Aegon's breathing deepens as he watches your hips start to hump faster towards your pleasure.

“That’s enough.” Aemond hums before his palm lands on your ass. You whimper as his fingers dig into your flesh, stilling your movements.

“Aemond please,” you whine trying to move on the pillow again. He watches your hips jerk as he digs his fingers harder into your ass.

“Maybe if you listened I’d give you what you want.” he removes his hand only to bring it down on your ass once more. “Aegon go get the ribbon.” Aemond smiles watching you whimper and turn around with pleading eyes. Aemond holds his hand out expectantly and Aegon drops the ribbon into his awaiting palm. “See how Aegon can be good and can listen?” you look at Aegon and watch as his cheeks slowly flush.

Aemond walks to the other side of the bed and you present your wrists to him. You gasp as Aegon grips your ass and grinds you against his pillow. Aemond glares at him and he ties the silk around your wrists into a tight knot. Aegon trails his fingers between your thighs and abruptly stops. You turn and see Aemond holding Aegon's wrist and looking down at him. While they’re occupied you start to grind your hips once more and you hear Aemond’s growl before he spanks you again.

“Occupy your hands with something else.” Aemond says lowly to Aegon and you bite your lip as you watch Aegon sink to the floor.

“What about my mouth?” Aegon offers him a cheeky smile.

“Gods know I would be happy if you were quiet for once.” Aemond looks down at him.

“If you want me to suck your cock more, all you have to do is ask.” Aegon delights watching Aemonds face redden.

“Unlace my trousers.” Aemonds nostrils flare. He turns to you and groans that you’re rocking against the pillow again. “Get on the ground with him.” he tugs your ankle.

You get off the bed and kneel with your tied hands on your thighs next to Aegon. Aegon starts to pull Aemonds trousers down. You look up at Aemond and his blown pupil darts between Aegon and you. You watch Aemond bite his lip and turn to see Aegon wrapping his fingers around Aemond’s length. He presses his lips to the side of his shaft and you lean forward and place your lips on the other side.

“Fuck,” Aemond lowly curses watching the both of you kiss and lick across his cock. When the both of you slide to his tip your mouths mend together in a messy, clashing kiss. You pull apart and go back to kissing down his length while Aegon sucks his tip into his mouth. “Look at you both being so good for me.” he hums brushing back both of your hair. You smile and kiss down past his base and suck his balls into your mouth.

Aegon chuckles watching Aemonds eye squeeze shut as you continue your sucking. Aegon brings Aemond to the back of his throat and hollows his cheeks listening for, “Aegon,” upon hearing his name in that breathy tone Aegon starts to bob his head. You come back up and watch as Aemond jerks his hips into Aegons mouth and you pout at being left out. You scoot in close next to Aegon and when he pulls back for air you’re there with an open mouth looking up at Aemond.

“Please,” you whine, batting your eyelashes at him. He shoves his cock down your throat and smiles when you choke.

“Guide her.” Aemond nods to Aegon.

Aegon's hands tangle in your hair and he starts to move your head on Aemond. He jerks his hips to match Aegon's guidance and soon spit is trailing down the sides of your mouth. Aegon starts to grind himself into your back and you push back against him. Aemond snaps his hips harshly into you and you look up to him with watery eyes.

“You both are so fucking needy.” Aemond seethes. He pushes Aegon's hand out of your hair and cradles your head as he snaps his hips into you. Your eyes roll back as he hits the back of your throat repeatedly. You hear his low curses and his pleasure starts to pour down your throat. He holds you against him until you’re whimpering and he pulls you off taking in your flushed cheeks and spit falling down your chest. “Aegon, take off your clothes and get on the bed.” Aemond nods to the bed while slowly loosening his grip in your hair.

Aemond helps you up from the ground and you watch as Aegon tosses his clothes around the floor before crawling into bed. You help Aemond remove the rest of his clothes before he turns back to Aegon. “Sit up against the headboard.” Aemond nods and Aegon eagerly does as he’s told. “She’s going to come and sit in your lap and you’re not going to fuck her.” Aegon nods quickly. “Go on then.” Aemond watches you turn and walk over to Aegon.

You straddle his legs and whine when your wet core rests against his length. You squirm trying to get comfortable. Aemond comes over and puts your tied hands behind Aegon's head and your fingers dig into the hair at the nap of his neck as you softly rock against him. Aegon groans as his cock slides through your wetness and he so badly wants to just lift you up and split you open.

“Aegon.” Aemond warns knowing what’s going on through Aegon's head just watching his desperate jerks. Aemond gets into bed behind you and starts to rock your hips against Aegons. He smiles listening to you both whimper and plead for him. “You both are doing so good for me.” he hums, pressing his lips to your neck. He hears Aegon whine and he lifts up and pulls Aegon's lips to his own.

You lean forward into Aegon and start to lick and suck on his neck and shoulder. Aemond slides his cock between your thighs at the same time Aegon does and your body shutters. Aegon groans into Aemonds mouth who pulls back to chuckle at how needy you both are for his touch. You both shake as Aemond continues to slide between your wetness and against Aegon’s leaking cock in the process. Aemond pulls away from the both of you and smiles at the whines that leave yours and Aegon's lips.

“Fine.” Aemond nods at Aegon who has a tight grip on your hips as he rolls his hips up into yours.

You gasp as Aegon lifts you and fills you completely the next second. Aegon groans as he stills and you grip his hair at the stretch. The bed dips and you feel Aemond’s hands move Aegons from your hips. Aemond starts to move you up and down and smiles when he hears the breathy gasps that fall from your mouth. Aegon looks up to Aemond with lidded eyes and reaches up to pull him down to his lips. Aemond dips down and starts to move you faster against Aegon. Aemond starts to kiss down Aegon's jaw and starts to press his lips across the side of your face and down your neck as you grind against Aegon.

“You see how much I do for you both?” Aemond starts to move you faster.

“Aemond,” you whine leaning back and Aegon's brows scrunch that you’re not calling out his name but you’re riding his cock. His arms wrap around your back and hold you closely as he hammers up into you. “I’m, yes Aegon, Aeg,” you fall apart whimpering into Aegon's neck.

“Fuck you feel so good.” he groans snapping his hips up quickly before filling you. “Squeezing everything outta me.” his hands move down to your ass and roll you against him.

“Are you ready to be filled some more?” Aemond purrs in your ear as he lifts you off of Aegon. “Hm?” he moves your tethered hands from behind Aegon and pulls you back on his chest. He bends you over and groans when he sees Aegon's seed seeping out of you. Aemond swipes some of the pleasure dripping down your leg and coats his length. Aemond slowly pushes into you and your back arches as you bury your face into the bed. “Oh no, no.” he chides as his fingers dig into your hair lifting your face.

“Mm, please Aemond,” your breathy moans are going straight to Aemond’s cock. Aemond groans, watching Aegon's seed seep out of you with every thrust. Aegon watches you both as his growing desire courses through him. He grips his cock and starts to stroke himself, slowly hardening with every whimper that comes from you when Aemond slams into you. Aegon looks up from your face and smirks when he sees Aemond watching him.

“I think Aegon needs your help.” Aemond motions with his head for Aegon to scoot over. “And I know how much you love to suck on him while I fuck you stupid.” he smiles hearing both of your moans at his words. Aegon continues to pump himself as you rest your cheek on his thigh. You look up at him and he watches your eyes roll back as Aemond starts to pound into you. Your tied hands can’t reach for him and you let yourself be moved around as they please.

Aegon brushes your hair off your cheek and you open your mouth letting your tongue spill out. Aegon shifts as pushes his tip into your mouth and groans as you suck harshly. With Aemond’s thrusts your mouth is being pushed onto Aegon. Your fingers dig into Aegon's thigh as you feel your body start to tighten with pleasure. You lift off of Aegon and gasp pressing back into Aemond. “I, please Aemond, please,” you beg rolling your hips and he spanks you once and you fall apart with a loud cry.

You continue to scoot up Aegon's thigh as you try to calm your breathing. You open your mouth again and look up at Aegon's flushed face as he guides himself back into your mouth. You bob your head as best as you can and you moan around him as you feel Aemond lean over you. Aemond grinds his hips into yours as he presses his lips to Aegons. Aegon desperately attaches to Aemond and his hips jerk up into your mouth before his pleasure starts to spill out of him. Aegon leans back from Aemond and leans back with a heaving chest.

Aemond presses you into the bed as his thrusts become slow and demanding. Small cries of his name slip from your mouth and he chuckles feeling you squeeze around him. His fingers reach around and brush your bud and your pleasure bursts through you. With one last hard thrust he stills inside you filling you with his warmth. He continues to rock his hips into you and you squirm feeling the stickiness between your thighs.

“I’m so full of you.” you whine and he groans resting his forehead against your shoulder. Aemond lifts off of you and kneels back to watch as he pulls out of you.

“Gods you’re perfect.” he grabs your ass and spreads you to watch his seed slowly seep out of you. “The next time you walk into those council chambers uninvited I’ll give everyone around the table this sight.” his hand lands on your ass and you jolt forward.

“I’m gonna pass a law that says you can’t speak that old fucking language.” Aegon glares at Aemond.

“You’re going to tell me what to do?” Aemond chuckles, raising his eyebrow at Aegon before he flips you over to untie your hands.

“I could.” Aegon pouts and you bite your lip to hide your smile. He looks down at you and he whines when he sees you chuckling. “I can.” he frowns.

“Mm, of course my King.” Aemond reaches over and pats his chest. “Whatever you say.” he whispers against Aegon's lips and he smirks watching him tremble. Aemond gets up from the bed and grabs a cloth and begins to clean you all up. The three of you tangle into Aegon's bed softly teasing and caressing each other.

“Mm.” Aegon hums at his idea. “I’ll think I’ll have you suck my cock as I sit on the throne.” Aemond barks out a laugh lifting up from your neck.

“If anyone’s cock is getting sucked on the throne it’s mine by the both of you.” Aemond rolls his eye.

“And why can’t it be me on the throne being worshipped by you both?” you pout between them and watch as they look at each other.

“That can be arranged.” Aegon looks down at you with a smile before pressing his lips to yours.

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emmyrosee · 2 years ago

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hi emmy!! first off, i wanna say that i absolutely ADORE your writing and the way you interpret the characters, 11029238/10, top-tier stuff. also, i'd like to offer you a thought, a breadcrumb of an image, if you will. miya osamu in a rivals-to-lovers setting. what do you think? hope you have a great day filled with nice things!!

Oh… oh babe… whAT HAVE YOU DONE-

Also you’re the sweetest and you’re gonna make me cry so hush up before I smooch you 🥺❤️

This could work in so many settings.

But imma roll with a classic one bc I’m uncreative and love a cheesy trope 💅🏼 but if you want me to rewrite it lmk HAHAHA-

Picture it. You’re part of some petty crime gang, and you’re a late entry. He’s been there for years, ever since his brother’s the one who took off with a career in the one thing they were good at. This is his domain now; he knows you probably can’t hold your own and that you don’t deserve to be there, and rather than just expressing those thoughts, or even just dealing with them, Osamu Miya makes it his mission to make you miserable.

Cutting over you during briefings, refusing to do any sort of organization with you, taking credit for things you did on an outing, he’s an absolute worthless piece of company, and the minute you gain control you plan to send him the fuck away.

He’s old, okay, he’s been in the game far too long, and you’re sure to start letting him know that when he starts opening his mouth about your skills. It ears you both an adult version of scolding, but it doesn’t stop you.

“You want respect, you gotta earn it,” he snaps.

“Likewise, grandpa.”

And you don’t know why, but today, he’s been an absolute prick, going out of his way to ensure you are seen as a ridiculous little girl rather than any form of an actual gang member. He’s yelling, barking in your face, grabbing your arm to bring you places instead of just telling you where to go.

“Osamu. You don’t yell at someone like that,” people finally step in.

“I’m not yelling at someone,” he spits. He looks at you in disgust, “I’m yelling at her.”

And listen. You’re not one for violence, it was something that pissed the other members off. But this time, your hand reaches up to smack him hard, hard across the cheek, leaving a bright red mark in its place.

“I do not need your criticism,” you snap. “And this gang certainly does not. Need. You.”

“You don’t know the half of the shit I deal with for you-“

And again, your hands fist his collar and your shove him back into the wall, body on full adrenaline and pulsing with anger, “I don’t need your fucking pity. You are nothing to me.”

You flick him away like cigarette ashes before storming up and out of the clubhouse, slamming the door and letting the cool air of outside try to calm you down.

You could kill him. You could destroy him, and he doesn’t even care; one day, you would. You’re sure of it.

But for now, you let your exhausted legs carry you home and into your bed to try and let the chaos and fury of the day drip away.

That is, until about one am that night.

There’s a furious pounding on the door, quick and loud and it startles you fresh out of sleep, scrambling under the covers. It doesn’t stop, and you quickly grab your blade and scurry to the door, peering just enough into the peephole. “I know you’re right there,” an all too familiar voice (though it sounds nothing like him right now) calls through the door. “I just want to talk.”

“I’m armed.”

“I’m not.”

Your face drops in confusion before you open the door, and the sight before you had your breath getting caught in your throat and face paling.

“Miya…” you croak, eyes glazing up the massive frame in front of you. “What… what are you doing here?”

“I didn’t know where else to go,” he whimpers, the man audibly whimpers up at you, and your heart leaps in your chest when you look at his hands. “I couldn’t go anywhere else.”

They’re bruised, sliced up at the knuckles and torn along the bone, bleeding as he flexes them to keep them from scabbing. When you meet his eyes once again, and his face is no better, scratched and bruising and eye swollen from some form of hit.

He looks rough. Really rough.

“Good God,” you whisper in awe. “What happened?” You don’t think twice before your hand wraps around his thick wrist and gently tugs him into your place, locking the door and guiding him to the bathroom. He plops on your toilet while you gather some first-aid; he doesn’t answer you again, and you feel your nerves starting to pulse.

Silence falls on him, his eyes advert to the floor and far from you. You don’t pry, but you’re so used to him yelling at you that you don’t know how to react to his quiet.

“Hand,” you command, settling between his legs to tend to his wounds. He sighs and passes you his hands, wincing slightly when your finger presses into a wound.

“Gentle,” he mumbles, leaning his head back against the wall.

“Didnt know that word was in your vocabulary.”

“Usually ain’t.”

More silence. He whines occasionally at the stinging of peroxide, but he says nothing and you hate that. You have so many questions, so many thoughts, and he should know by now that you’re not gonna not ask them.

“Miya?” You say quietly. He grunts softly, and you give him a shaky sigh, “why… why are you such an asshole?”

“I’m a criminal who jumps men in the street when they owe us money, you’re gonna have to be a little more specific.”

“That’s not being an asshole,” you counter, wrapping a bandage around his hand. “That’s doing your job. That’s what we do.” He rolls his eyes, but you continue, “you’re an asshole to me, Miya. And… and I don’t even know what I did.”

He stays silent before retracting his hand from yours. His eyes turn towards the ceiling and he takes a sharp swallow, evident by the bobbing of his adam’s apple. You wait patiently, blinking up at him calmly, and he finally meets your gaze with a boyish glimmer past the cold, sharp pools of grey.

“Because… because you don’t belong here.”

“I’ve made my damn place very clear-“

“Shut up,” he says sharply, and while normally you’d smack him and tell him what-for, instead his vulnerability has you silent. “That’s not what I meant. I don’t care if you have your place in out gang; that’s not the fucking point.

“You shouldn’t be there,” he continues, sighing shakily. “I don’t know what brought you to us, or what you did to land yourself here, but anything else would’ve been better. People die out here; you’re too good for this shit, you deserve so much better than anything our bullshit can give you.”

“Don’t act like you know me, or understand the things I do,” you firm, and he peers at you through thick lashes. “And if I deserve so much better, why do you consistently make my life an absolute hell?”

“Because if you start to show dominance, they’re going to turn on you.” His quick answer shows he’s being genuine, and a shiver shoots down your spine. “In case you haven’t noticed, you’re the only woman in the damned gang that isn’t just an Old Lady. The minute you start getting brave, they’re gonna swallow you whole, princess.” His teeth grit, “and I’m not gonna let them do that to you.”

You cross your arms, “I can handle myself.”

“This isn’t about handling,” he snarls, and you see him tense back up like a beast in agitation. “I don’t care if you can handle your own- hell, you probably can. But there’s a reason you and I get stuck together doing petty shit; they’re going out there. You start poking your nose in that, they’re going to snap that pretty little neck of yours.”

“Shoji wouldn’t do that-“

“Not while I’m around.” He leans back against the toilet, looking down on you. “I keep you on my leash because if he so much as looks at you I’m-“

The vein in his forehead pops out at the mere idea of you getting anything other than respect, and at the sight, you’re quick to soothe him by cupping his swollen cheek in your hand.

“Miya,” you whisper, leaning in. “I’m fine. I trust them-“

“You never asked me why I’m busted up,” he cuts, leaning his head into your cool hand. “I’ve been in this gang for six years, I don’t trust these assholes. You can’t get comfortable; it’s why I’m here.”

A warmth fills your lungs and you mewl softly at his words, rising on your haunches to be closer to him. He seems taken aback, but rather than shift back to get distance, he leans down closer in challenge.

“I don’t need you to protect me,” you reiterate, and he huffs hot air through his nose. “But… I do like the idea of you being there to keep them at bay.”

“The shit I do for you and you don’t even realize it,” he scoffs, his eyes glazing your features. “Make you un-fucking-touchable.”

“I already was.” Your hands smooth up his bulky arms, and you relish in the way he shivers. “But now, with you here,” you pant, a loving hand smoothing ip the back of his neck, pulling him close to you. “I’m invincible, Miya. I never doubted for one second that you didn’t have my back.” You giving him a reassuring, albeit playful, smirk, watching a small grin of his own spread over his face. It splits the scab that had already started to form, crimson slowly slipping from the gash and down his chin.

One of your fingertips gently trace the ripped skin, watching his blood spread under your touch, “no one’s gonna ever touch me… not when you’re around, huh?”

“You make it all worth the trouble, doll,” he rasps, his own mammoth of a hand coming up to cradle the back of your head into a kiss. He tastes like blood, like cigarettes and menthol and neon and danger and it has you a putty in his hands. Your nails scratch at the buzz of his undercut, making him shiver and growl into your mouth.

His tongue is sharp, just like his words, his lips are torn up and he kisses you like it’s a challenge he wants to win, like a starved man with a morsel of food; gnashing teeth nip at your lips and grabbing paws keep your energy electric, and damn you’ve never wanted someone more.

Hands scoop under your thighs to pull you up and onto his lap, cradling him to the porcelain of the toilet while he continues to touch. Almost as if he’s memorizing your frame. His lips start to trail down your neck, suckling hard when he finds a spot that makes you keen or gasp.

It was wild.

Much like miya osamu himself.

“Who knew you cared so much about little old me?” You tease, and you feel him smirk against your neck.

“Don’t push your luck… you’re still a little princess bitch who needs to stay in her lane.” He lifts his head from your neck to lean nose-to-nose with you.

“And I can’t wait to knock you down a peg.”

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I have an idea for your smutty may! Can you write something for cocky/horny Rick x innocent reader? She's a virgin, but she suprises rick by her dirty mouth.

Prompt 98. X 76.

Innocent (18+) || Rick Grimes

I may have gone a little too far with the innocence, but I just felt like writing something like that (there's no getting around the fact that I think Rick would really go for it) 💅🏼

Trigger: light slapping, dirty talk

Groaning, I straighten up again and look up at the sky.

The sun shines pleasantly on my skin and I direct my gaze back to the meadow in front of me. For a long time, I have collected the flowers on the lawn and woven myself a flower crown with them and now my knees just don't cooperate anymore.

Satisfied, I put the daisies on my head and beam all over my face.

When I was younger and the world was not yet full of walkers, my mom used to braid a crown for me in the field in front of our house and call me her little princess.

Then, when I got older, she showed me how to do it myself and I kept it up, even after she died.

Unfortunately, most of the flowers have already been trampled by people and walkers and I really had to search forever until I found suitable flowers.

Lightly stroking my fingers over the small flowers on my head, I hear the voice of my companion behind me, "What are you doing?"

Still with the bright smile on my lips, I turn to him and look into his blue eyes.

Rick is standing maybe five feet away from me on the lawn as well, looking down into my face from my crown.

I was asked to join Rick on a run today and since I was eager to leave the confines of Alexandria anyway, I said yes right away.

Admittedly, I am also extremely happy to be out on my own with him and feel incredibly safe. That's also why I started weaving the crown. I know that he will take care of me.

Waiting, he looks at me and that's when I realize I haven't answered his question, as I bridge the few feet that separate us and grab his hand to lead him off the lawn and cheerfully say, "I just wanted to braid a crown."

A little hesitantly, Rick slips the fingers of his left hand through mine and follows me to the little cabin we were looking at before Rick went to check something in the bush and I saw the meadow.

When we're not alone, I see the looks the others give us when Rick and I are holding hands because we're not together or something.

Rick and I are just friends, but sometimes I'm still a little surprised that he always goes along with my attempts to hold his hand.

It's kind of my way of showing him my affection and the first time, he seemed surprised, but even then, didn't reprimand me and held my hand, which has now become second nature.

Again and again, he holds my hand in his, although it is always me who still grasps his hand. It is like an unspoken law that I take his left hand so that he, as a right-hander, can reach for his weapon if something should be.

What I particularly like, though, is how much we complement each other.

Rick is quite a bit older than I am, and intrinsically much tougher and colder, whereas I am relatively young and extremely lighthearted.

That's probably why some people are surprised at how well Rick and I get along. But as arrogant and calculating as Rick is with others, the kinder he is to me.

My best friend also sometimes teases me that Rick would have a crush on me and I always deny it, even though my heart always stops for a moment.

Briefly, I look behind me at Rick and bite my lower lip. It's ridiculous that he has a crush on me, but I've clearly fallen for him.

Rick's eyes roam the woods and I let my gaze wander over his body.

His light brown shirt stretches over his shoulders and his pants hang low on his hips. I could even swear they would just slide down if he wasn't wearing his belt.

Because I'm practically turned toward him, I trip over a protruding root and immediately he jerks his head around and grabs me by the waist to keep me steady.

Gratefully, I smile at him, "It's all good. I just wasn't looking at the ground."

I know he's suppressing an eye roll and murmurs, "Figured as much, baby."

Immediately my eyebrows go up, but Rick is already looking back at the cabin, so I pull on his hand to get him to look at me again, but he lets go of me and is already pulling me toward the cabin. That's why I just ask, "Why did you just call me 'baby'?"

If I didn't know him so well, I wouldn't have even noticed, but his shoulders tense briefly before he quickly says, "I didn't."

With all my strength, I brace myself against him and he actually stops.

It seems to be really uncomfortable for him to have given me this nickname, so I want to tease him a bit and chuckle softly, "I heard it exactly."

Some might consider it silly but I take a small step towards him and slip the fingers of my free hand through his belt loops.

Playfully I tug on it and he weakly staggers another step toward me and I cheerfully say, "I'm not saying I think it's bad, Rick. I just want to know how you suddenly came up with it."

I have to put my head far back in my neck to look him in the face, but he keeps avoiding my gaze. Sighing, I rest my chin on his chest and could swear he flinches before finally looking me in the face and muttering, "Just forget it."

I pull my fingers out of the loop and place them on his lower belly. Now I'm certainly not imagining it, he tenses and says hoarsely, "You better get your hand out of there."

Irritated by the change of subject, I don't move an inch and pull my eyebrows together, "What? Why?"

His eyes dart over my face and it looks like he's trying to assess what to say now.

Involuntarily, my hand slips to his belt buckle and he bites his full lower lip before making his decision and whispering, "You want me to show you?"

I can't gauge what he means and just nod.

Gently, he takes my hand resting on his belt buckle and slides it lower until my small hand is on his hard crotch.

I'm unable to break eye contact or pull my hand off his hard cock, though his grip on my hand is so loose I could easily pull away from him.

His normally bright blue eyes are much darker due to the arousal I'm giving him and completely fixated on my face to notice every movement.

Slowly he guides my hand over his crotch and my mouth hangs open as he elicits a guttural sound with my hand.

The surroundings around us fade completely into the background and my head shakes completely as I stroke the denim more firmly of my own accord and he drops his hand with a soft gasp, "You want to finish it, baby?"

Slightly dumbfounded, I just nod again and he growls harshly, "You'll have to say it."

The bra I'm wearing feels way too tight as I take a deep breath and mutter, "I want to jerk you off."

He immediately bites his lower lip again and moans, "I never thought I'd hear you say that, fuck, that's hot."

Impatiently, I break away from him and reach for his hand and he immediately intertwines our fingers together, then pulls me behind him into the cabin he'd secured earlier.

With wobbly legs, I stumble after him as he drops onto the old sofa in the 'living room' and pulls me astride his leg.

Surprised, my eyebrows dart up as my most sensitive spot pleasant hits his thigh.

As impractical as it may be, I totally love to wear dresses and because I didn't expect anything drastic today, I reached for one again this morning.

That's why it's only my panties that offer some resistance and Rick knows that.

Unsure what to do with my hands, I clasp them behind his neck and say softly, "Rick...I..."

Patiently waiting for me to say something, I sigh softly, "You have to show me what to do. I've never done it before. None of it."

Gently, he leans forward, more reminiscent of the man who lets me hold his hand just to have me close. His face hovers in front of mine and he turns his head slightly to breathe a light kiss on my cheek like I did before and whispers, "Have you ever kissed anyone?"

Silently I shake my head and hear him laugh softly and harshly, "You just told me you want to jerk me off, but you've never kissed anyone?"

Embarrassed, I close my eyes and he purrs against my ear, "I didn't think you had such a loose mouth, baby."

He lowers his head a little and his perfect nose brushes my cheek, making me wince pleasantly.

When our eyes meet again, I know that today is going to be intense and I want to reach for my crown on my head with my hands, but before I can even touch it, he grabs my wrist and puts it back on his neck.

Questions I look at him and he murmurs with his eyes firmly fixed on the flowers, "I hope you don't think it's totally weird now, but I like it when you wear the flowers on your beautiful hair. It makes you look even more innocent and delicate than you already are."

I can't help but laugh softly and playfully peck his cheek, "You can admit that my flower crown makes you horny."

He acts annoyed and rolls his eyes before correcting me, "Don't bullshit the flowers. It's the way they highlight your essence that turns me on."

It feels good the way he lightens up the situation and still makes me all chirpy on his leg. That's why I tug lightly on the short hair at the back of his head, "Now will you show me what to do?"

Instead of giving me an answer he pulls me close to him. So close that my thigh presses against his hard crotch and before I can react, his lips are already on mine.

I have absolutely no idea what I'm supposed to do and whether I'm being a total idiot, when Rick whispers to my mouth, "Relax."

With that, his hands slide down my neck thighs to my sparsely covered butt and presses me harder against his leg, eliciting a soft moan and allowing him to explore my mouth.

It's probably not the best kiss Rick has ever had, but I do my best to loosen up in his arms and mirror what he's doing.

Apparently, I'm doing something right, because I can feel his breathing getting bumpy on my sensitive breasts.

Gently I pull his hair and as I do so he moans against my lips and I gush with pride that I am able to elicit these sounds from Rick Grimes.

Slowly I let my body do what he sees fit and I grind against his leg, bumping against his cock again and again.

I can barely think straight as he lightly bites my lower lip and growls, "You do what I tell you, understand?"

Hectically, I nod and stare at his swollen lips as he leans against the back of the couch and whispers, "I want to see you come." My gaze is questioning and he adds, "On my leg."

My eyes dart down to his cock, which is clearly visible through his pants, and I ask hoarsely, "Don't you want me to jerk you off?"

Gently, he takes my chin between his fingers and directs my gaze back to his face, "I'm going to fuck you. You don't have to jerk me off on that one, baby."

The fact that he doesn't ask me, but simply states that he's going to fuck me sends a pleasant shiver down my spine.

I push some of my hair strands behind my ears and then rest my hands on his shoulders to steady myself and then nod, "Okay."

Gently, I start swaying back and forth on his leg, trying to find the right spot I so desperately need.

Cockily, he lets his eyes slide over my body, down to where I'm making his pants wetter and wetter.

Rick has always been a huge temptation to me and didn't expect me to approach him the way I do.

But now that I can properly interpret his gaze, I notice something.

That's why I whimper softly, "You've looked at me like that before."

It's a simple statement that makes his head lift and he blinks several times before asking, "What?"

At that moment, I thrust my hips forward enough to moan softly before I can answer, "I've never understood it, but you've always looked at me like that, like right now."

Gasping, I lean forward and press my lips to his as I say, "I bet you jerked off more often thinking about me."

Jerking his hips up uncontrollably, he emits an animalistic sound, "Fuck, way too often."

I know he wanted me on his leg but my whole body practically craves him and I can't help but whimper, "Fuck me. Be my first."

Immediately I notice his cock on my leg responding to my words and he tenses completely as he moans, "Are you sure? Once I start, I won't stop."

I nod frantically, the crown on my head slipping slightly and he grabs it before I can.

Gently he straightens it and his voice is soft as velvet, "Doesn't change the fact that you're only getting my leg first though."

I hoped that I would make him fuck me immediately, but I see in his face that there is no point in arguing with him.

In his face I see that it has no sense to argue with him and let my movements on him become more violent.

My eyes are glued to him as his cheeks are flushed and his hair sticks out in all directions due to my hands.

He's never looked more beautiful.

With fingers trembling with desire, my hands slide to his chest and I undo the buttons of his shirt and when my palms finally touch his warm, broad chest everything inside me tightens.

I can barely see sharply and am about to climax when I hear the groan of a walker from outside.

He must have heard us and is scratching at the door.

Panicked, I tear my eyes open and am about to push off Rick when he grabs me by the waist and continues to navigate me on his leg, "I didn't say anything about stopping."

I stare at him, "But outside...there could be more."

Amused, he raises his eyebrow and purrs, "Then I guess you'll have to keep it down, baby. Either you keep going or I won't fuck you and then jerk off to your sweet sight again. You decide."

I don't even have to think for a second and press a hand over my mouth as a precaution to stifle my moan, but Rick pulls it away from me and pushes me down to him by the back of my head until my lips are on his neck and he's muffling my whimpers.

Again and again, he runs his hand through my hair, praising me for how compliant I am.

How beautiful and horny I am just for him.

How I need him and how much he wants me.

The walker behind the door fades completely into the background and I bite down hard on Rick's neck as the tension in my stomach releases and I come shaking and gasping on Rick's thighs.

It feels like I'm melting in his arms and I collapse weakly in his arms. My legs feel like they're made of rubber and I'm high on Rick's scent enveloping me.

I can't run another step, I'm sure of it, pressing me closer to him as his hands move to my butt and he whispers, "Good girl."

Gently I start sucking on his neck and his grip tightens, "You know I'm holding back from fucking you over this kitchen counter, don't push your luck."

My heart hammers in my chest as I lick over the hickey now glowing on his neck and whisper, "Don't hold back."

It takes maybe a second for him to realize what I just said before he pushes me onto his hip and effortlessly stands up with me.

I quickly wrap my arms around his neck and let him carry me to the kitchen counter.

With each step, his hard cock rubs against my dripping wet center and he bites down hard on his lower lip to keep himself somewhat under control.

Briefly he sets me down on the floor, then quickly turns me around and pushes me down on the kitchen counter in his fluid motion.

My nipples, already hard anyway and clearly stale under the thin dress, almost hurt as I lie with my upper body on the cold counter.

For a brief moment, I remember the walker outside the door again and am much more relaxed because I don't hear him anymore and he must have moved on.

I cross my hands under my face and lie down on them so that I can see Rick out of the corner of my eye.

His eyes are literally glued to my ass and he's slowly pulling the thin dress to my waist now before he looks me in the face and asks, "How hard do you want it?"

Waiting, I push my ass towards him and whisper lasciviously, "Just because I'm a virgin doesn't mean I can't take it hard. Rick, hit me."

Gasping, he closes his eyes and braces himself left and right next to my hip, "You act so innocent and yet you're so fucking depraved."

Instead of answering him, I press my butt off his twitching cock and gasp, "Fuck, I've wanted you to take me for so long I can't see straight. Rick, every time I think about what it would be like to have your cock inside me instead of my fingers, when I do it to myself and dream about you being there. Please make my dream come true. Please."

Gently, he pulls down my panties and runs his palm over my ass before he lunges a little and complies with my request and slaps me.

My whole body jerks forward and I groan loudly.

Again, he lunges and slaps me on my other butt cheek and hisses, "You can really act like a whore."

It feels kind of dirty that I'm so turned on by him calling me that, but the answer slips easily from my lips, "I'm your whore."

I close my eyes and enjoy the sound of him undoing his belt and murmuring, "I can get used to having your bare ass in front of my cock."

My heart tightens at his words because it sounds like a promise of something longer and just emit a 'please' before he presses his tip lightly against me and I give in.

His knuckles around the kitchen counter next to me turn white as he hisses, "Fuck, you're wet."

Unable to do anything productive, I just whimper another 'please' and don't care how pathetic and submissive it makes me sound.

All I want to do is feel Rick inside me and I almost completely snap when he asks seriously, "Are you sure?"

Impatiently, I look back over my shoulder at him and hiss, "Damn it, Rick. Yes, I want you."

Far too gently, he pushes my legs even further apart before slowly entering me.

The feeling of having his big twitching cock inside me and being stretched by him is incredible.

As good as it feels, it's still unfamiliar to me and I could kiss him right back when he asks in a clenched voice, "Are you okay?"

Groaning, I nod and my mouth hangs wide open as he pulls back a little and enters me a little harder this time.

I hear his rasping breath and whimper softly at his next thrust, "I want to touch you. Take me from the front."

His big warm hands settle on my hips and in one fluid motion he spins me around to face him and slides back inside me as he pushes my ass a little on the counter.

I immediately push his shirt off his shoulders and dig my fingernails into his shoulder blades.

The vein on his neck stands out clearly and his whole face looks like he's holding back. That's why I gasp, "Harder."

Immediately, his lips settle on my mouth and his cock penetrates me deep and hard, making my insides tighten and I wrap my arms around his neck.

His beard scrapes across my chin and the hand that is not holding my dress up slides between us. The first contact with his hand already brings me to my climax and without warning my muscles contract around him.

Rick's hand grabs my chin and pushes my head back enough for him to push his tongue deep into my mouth and I pull hard on his hair.

Softly he mumbles against my lips, "Do you want me to come inside you? Do you want me to mark you as mine, baby?"

I quickly cross my legs behind his back and pull him close, "Do it."

It only takes him two more thrusts before he gives me everything he's got.

We're both sweating and clinging to each other, but I've never been so happy in my life as I am at this moment, looking into Rick's eyes as he pulls out of me and gently reaches for the flowers to arrange them on my head.

Silently, we look at each other before he reaches for my hand and intertwines our fingers. A smile forms on my lips and I ask him softly, "Did you like it?"

Surprised, he looks at me and replies harshly, "I've been dreaming about it for months and it was better than anything I imagined."

He then leans forward slightly and kisses me lovingly on the nose, "I hope it doesn't just last that one time."

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 2 years ago

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Being MSBY's Manager:

Manager with a Crush on Adriah Tomas

Adriah Tomas featuring MSBY x GN! Reader (reader is late 20s/early 30s)

Warnings: swearing

A/N: This is an request from @wisdomsunshine!

"What do you like about timeskip?" ITS TIMESKIP!

I mean LOOK AT THESE GUYS!! I CANT IMAGINE A MORE BEAUTIFUL THING 😭

Honestly have I told you all how much I love writing timeskip?

Because I do 🥰

But this isn't about me!

This is about you 😍

Our freaking precious MSBY manager!

Now, you've been manager for a while at this point

Like you were around before Bokuto, Sakusa, Atsumu and Hinata joined

The MSBY senior members thank God everyday for that 😐

Literally imagine if you would have just then thrusted in as manager right as the super volleyball idiots were joining 😬

Anyways, you were kind of like an older sibling to the younger guys

Being in your later 20s gave you alot of life experience that our sweet bbys didn't have

I mean they are literal children YN so please guide them 🤚🏻

For the older players, you were more a friend and someone they respected highly

Everyone adored you and you adored them

BUT 👀 there was a certain someone you who adored a bit more than the rest 🙃

That's right, our residen SIX FOOT SEVEN INCH TITAN MAN

Adriah Tomas 🥰🥰

Have I told you he's 6'7" yet? Because he's 6'7" inches YN...

NE WAYS you had such a crush on that man

Honestly can relate

Seriously what a cutie pie 🥺 with his dark hair and uneven bangs 😫

Please he's also literally the sweetest! He gives those funny, yet incredibly supportive teammate vibes

Plus he's literally always the first to volunteer to help and I stand by that

"Good morning YN! Do you need help?"

"Hey YN let me get that for you!"

"Here YN I opened this jar for you!"

Literally a pro at reaching high shelves ok 🤚🏻

Inunaki teases him about how he is such a simp for you YN

You both blush because AHHH YOU'RE JUST SO CUTE I CAN BAREKY STAND IT 😫

Adriah is a great help with the children younger guys and great at deflecting emo modes

Imagine this 🙌🏻

Bokuto has had the roughest day, missing all the shots

Hesnliterally planked in the middle of the floor

You are standing on the sidelines like 👉🏻🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

"YN HANDLE THIS!"- Meian tells

You 👉🏻😐 🙄

Please Meian totally throws you under the bus at every chance YN

"Bokuto come on dude, everyone has bad days!"- You say

Bokuto rn 👇🏻

"YN can you move him we need to practice"- Atsumu

You 👉🏻 😐 WHY IS THIS ALL ON ME?!?!

So you try to logistically figure out how to move 6'3" 190 pound Bokuto off the court

You try pushing, that doesn't work

So you grab his arm and try to pull

Hmm still not working 🤨

Never-fear Yn, our precious giant Adriah is here to help!

"Hey YN, need some help?"

"Yeah I think if we roll him off the courtthay might be our best option"- you 🤔

Leave this to Adriah YN 🤚🏻

This man will literally HEAVE Bokuto over his shoulder andbhaul his ass off the court

You 👉🏻😐😳😲🥵

The team 👉🏻🙄

Bokuto 👉🏻 just flopped over Adriah's shoulder like a child having a tantrum

God we stan this man so hard 😭

So what's the problem you ask?

Why don't you just tell Adriah you like him?

Well you see, while you are 98% sure he likes you

There's a 2% chance he doesn't 🥺

And we CLING to that 2% chance YN

Like what if you confess and he's just like "ummm sorry YN, I don't like you"

Heartbroken 💔 for life, you'll never recover!

Literally Inunaki is so annoyed that you two keep doing this dance around each other

Inunaki is a Libero and he's our team bestie 💅🏼

WE STAN LIBEROS IN THIS HOUSE!

Anyways, Inunaki just so happens to know you like Adriah

And he also just HAPPENS 👀 to know that Adriah likes you

"How does he know that Tiffany?" Well I'm glad you asked

Literally this is how he finds out

He walks into the locker room and says "I think I'm going to ask YN on a date"

Adriah WHIPS his head in Inunaki's direction, standing to his full SIX FOOT SEVEN INCH height and walks over to Inunaki

Inunaki 👉🏻something wrong Adriah 🙃

Adriah 👉🏻😑

"Dont worry big guy, I was just making sure I wasn't wrong before I told you YN likes you"- Inunaki 🕺

Adriah goes through a whole slew of emotions

Because wait... YOU LIKE HIM??

He probably full on panics for a few minutes

Mans maybe confident on the court but he is not confident when it comes to dating

"Stop panicking dude, just ask YN out!"- Meian

"Ok ask YN out... wait how do I ask YN out?"- Adriah

Meian, Barnes and Inunaki 👉🏻 😐🤦🤦‍♂️🤦

"YN really likes <favorite flower> and <favorite food>"- Sakusa

"Ohh YN also really likes <favorite hobby>"- Hinata

"And a <favorite animal> stuffie!"- Atsumu

Adriah, Meian, Barnes and Inunaki rn 👉🏻👁👄👁

"What? We hang out with YN a lot!"- Sakusa

"Yeah, they have to watch us after practice remember?"- Hinata

Please Adriah is running to his phone to take notes

Mans is going to plan a super romantic date for you both

He plans to ask you out go dinner on Saturday night after the teamss practice on Friday

Good thing there won't be a major life event that occurs on Friday 😃

Nope just a friendly rivelry match between MSBY and their besties, the Schweiden Adlers 🙃

What fun 🥰

Love that for them honestly

Anyways, the Adlers, well they don't have a manager 😔

It's really unfortunate

Oh well, too bad I guess you'll just have to fill that void YN!

Honestly the Adler's love you YN and who can blame them!

Our freaking perfect angel 😇

In fact, the Adlers love you SO much that they occupy the majority of your time

And MSBY oof- they do not like that

Mainly a certain man in particular 😏

Because you see, the Adlers has their own SIX FOOT SEVEN INCH giant by the name of Tatsuto Sokolov

Seriously YN 🙄 if you don't I will-

You must attract the Titans YN because Tatsuto has been ON you since the Adlera arrived

"Hey YN, it's good to see you again"- Tatsuto

"Hey Tatsuto! I'm so glad you guys could make it"- you 🥰

Adriah rn 👉🏻 >:(

"Hey YN do you think you could help me wrap my fingers?"- Tatsuto

"Oh sure!"- You

"You really gonna let Sokolov take YN from You?"- Inunaki, our resident drama starter

"Dont be silly Inunaki, Sokolov is miles ahead of Adriah, I mean look at him!"- Atsumu adds, stirring the pot

Adriah looks over to see Sokolov caressing your cheek 😱

Oh HELL no

Our mans Adriah is not gonna take that, so he giant stomps over to you and Tatusto

"Hey Adriah- what the heck?!?!"- You say as Adriah pulls you behind him

"Hey Adriah, what's up?"- Sokolov 😏

"YN is mine! Back off!"- Adriah 😠

You 👉🏻🤨 I am???

"YN I like you and I want to take you out on a date! I was going to ask you tonight after practice but I just couldn't stand it any longer. So what do you say?"- Adriah

You 👉🏻😐😳🥺 you-you like me??

"I've liked you for a while YN but I didn't know how to tell you-"

"I like you too Adriah!"- You

Give the man a hug right NOW YN 😤

while you two are hugging, Sokolov walks over to Inunaki who slips him a $20

Meian 👉🏻😐🤨 wtf...

"What? I just took out a little insurance to make sure he actually asked YN out!"- Inunaki

"You're just as bad as Atsumu"- Sakusa

Atsumus 👉🏻😱 offended

You and Adriah 🫂 🤗 🥰

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f10werfae · 3 years ago

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Chris Evans Pregnancy Scenarios #3

Pairing: Husband! Chris Evans x Pregnant Wife! Reader

Word Count: 992

Summary: Chris is once again on a journey of discovering new things he can do with his pregnant wife Y/n

Warnings: None ♥️ Pure fluff

Requests are open!

Likes, Comments and Re-blogs are appreciated♥️

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Painting your baby bump♥️

(Y/n's P.O.V)

The mid summer heat was absolutely killing me at this point, being 8 months pregnant in the middle of July was not a fun activity.

Sitting on the soft fabric couch, I huffed a deep breath bringing the straw to my lips, sipping on the cold lemonade my husband just made me.

“Alright hun, get comfy m'comin” I heard Chris say from the kitchen, carrying over his tray of paints and brushes. Setting them down on the table in front of the couch, he kneeled in between my legs pushing up my sundress so it bunched over my bump, leaving me in a pair of his boxers.

“Bub how long is this gunna take” I whined, the heat already getting to me despite the air conditioning being on.

“Come on babe, you know i’ve been wanting to do this for so long” He pouted up at me, whilst spreading small kisses on my bump; ending up with Chris getting small kicks to the face by his own son.

“Our little man is starting to get active, daddy” I said feeling my hand over the bump, watching Chris start to mix his paints on his palette.

“I will never get used to you calling me that in this context bubba” He said chuckling lowly, pouring water into a cup for his brushes.

“Alright i’m about to start Y/n, this may feel a bit cold okay?” I nodded as a reply, eagerly wanting to see what his first move was with the body paints. As soon as his brush hit my stomach, a cold rush spread causing me to flinch a little.

Chris' eyes immediately met mine, his free hand holding onto the side of my bump, rubbing soft circles with his thumb as he did so.

“You okay princess?” Chris said, now concentrating on his work of art.

“Mhm” I replied bluntly, running my hands through his soft hair, finding the concentrated look on his face so endearing.

Over the past few months, Chris had become more and more protective and wary. Of course that wasn’t a bad thing, who was I to complain? He would place kisses on me constantly any chance he got, his hands always lingering on my body for comfort and his words of love only strengthened our relationship more.

“Chris my love, what are you painting?” I asked, not being able to stretch my head far enough due to being heavily pregnant.

“Its a surprise sweetheart, don’t worry there’s not long left” He replied, kissing a part of my unpainted bump, continuing with his soft brush strokes.

Around 20 minutes rolled by when Chris finally stood up and stepped away, clearly admiring his work of art.

“Alright baby i’m done, you wanna see” Nodding my head enthusiastically, he held onto both of my arms helping me up. His one arm remaining around my waist as we walked to the body length mirror in corner of the room.

I gasped in awe looking at my now painted stomach, the shield of Captain America painted on it.

“Do ya like it?” Chris asked standing behind me, his Boston accent coming out a bit more.

“No, I love it” I said turning my head and looking up, puckering my lips to receive a soft loving kiss on the lips.

“Now let me get a picture” Running off to the table he grabbed our camera, telling me to pose by corner.

“There’s my sexy baby mama” Chris said making me cringe out in laughter, “stop it”

“Nope, that nickname is definitely going to stick bub” He said leaning over to grab a washcloth and lukewarm water.

- A Pamper Day 💅🏼

(Y/n's P.O.V)

Sobbing quietly, I lay flat back on the bed like a starfish, my bump protruding towards the ceiling.

“Bubba? What’s wrong?” I heard Chris ask from somewhere in the room, not being bothered to get up I just lay still.

“I can’t reach to paint my toe nails Chris, i’m like a beached whale”

A little snort came from him, my head snapping up to look at him with a glare then giving up and laying back down again.

“Come 'ere honey, let’s get you sitting up again” Chris walked over, helping me to sit up against the headboard, fixing my hair with his hands he placed an abundance of kisses on my head.

“i’ll try and paint your nails 'ight?”

“Will you tie my hair up first please babe” I asked sweetly, my hair starting to stick to the back of my neck.

“Mhm let me just get you a hair tie” Chris said disappearing into the bathroom to return with one of my claw clips. Urging me forward a bit, he took my hair and twisted it into a makeshift ponytail above my head, before clipping it successfully. A trick he had proudly learnt once he realised the heat irritated me the most during pregnancy.

“Alright what colour would you like bub?” He said picking up my box of polishes onto the bed, then sitting down himself and putting my left foot onto his thigh.

“Ooh what about this nice light blue colour?” He said excitedly, holding it up for me to see.

I nodded, “Yes please Chris”

Watching Chris try to paint my nails was definitely an experience, he had been so attentive towards me even before I was pregnant but now it had multiplied. He was my best friend and husband in one, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

“aw shit” Chris said, using his thumbnail to try and scrape off the excess edges on now my right foot.

“Alright princess your toes are done” He said happily, showing them to me, a smile erupting on my face.

“Can you come up now, I wanna give my loving husband a fat kiss on the lips” I said reaching my arms out, only to receive a smirk in reply.

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Horny hours

I don’t really know how to explain this without it sounding kind of awkward because it has no context but like what gets me isn’t even sex when things start getting “mature” during fics. I call it “the jump and lift”. Maybe because it’s a bit of a dream of mine and I’d die if it ever happened to me but that part when writers describe (let’s use DR as example because I’m hoping you write something like this hahaha!) Daniel signalling for you to jump so he can lift you up and continue kissing. How a hesitant and exploratory kiss turns into deep and passionate lust where desire just takes over and he just has to have you closer because things are evolving and you both knows it’s fully on. The whole idea of his hands travelling down your spine, reaching your lower back and pushing you towards him as much as possible, so much that you practically have to lean your upper body backwards a fraction but his lips refusing to leave yours. And you can feel everything. His hands move, running over the side of your hips giving them a slight squeeze before making their way to your lower back again, this time not stopping and sliding over your ass. You think he’s going to stop their but he’s obviously got other plans as they continue to travel down to where the back of upper thighs meet your ass and it clicks. You know what he wants. You can feel him slightly starting to lift you off the ground and with you being half on your tippy toes to accommodate his height you do the rest and jump, wrapping your legs around his waist and his capable hands splayed out under your ass and thighs.

THAT. I don’t think I’d be this comfortable doing this with every guy because ofcoruse I’m ✨self conscious✨ about being too heavy. I know I’m not big but still I’m paranoid and I don’t think I’m the only one. Lol I obviously wouldn’t be worried with DR because I mean have you seen how much he works out? 😂 anyway, I hope you enjoyed my little fantasy. I might drop by again. From jump and lift anon 💅🏼

OH MY GODDDD. YOU REALLY JUST SHOWED UP, LAID THIS OUT, AND THEN MIC DROPPED AND PEACE'D OUT?!?! 🔥🔥🔥

I'M SHOOK, ABSOLUTELY SHOOK. Can I write this into Speak of the Devil?! PLEASE?! I'm fucking living for this moment, I can't even describe the feelings it's giving me. 😫 Your writing is also fab.

Please please please, come back, I'm in love with you jump and lift anon. 💖💖💖 I need to be friends with you.

#jump and lift anon #i love you ok #you just changed my life #asks

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could you write something about rick with humiliation and degrading ?

Touch Me Pt.4 (18++++) || Rick Grimes

The finale is here sweeties 💗💗💗 (even if I am not quite happy with how it turned out 👉🏼👈🏼)

I hope you liked my little series and wish you a lot of fun reading it 💅🏼💗

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The fact that he pushes me in front of him doesn't surprise me, because he wants to cover his erection somehow, and I'm busy explaining to Maggie with hand signals that nothing has happened.

No idea if she understands, but as soon as Rick has me in the place where I am supposed to sleep, I lie down and because of the wine I fall asleep the second Rick puts his jacket over my body as a blanket.

Groaning, I turn to the other side and slide off the bench I've been sleeping on.

My head is throbbing and my arm is stuck under my body as I try to sit up.

Awkwardly, I squeeze onto the aisle and take a sighing breath. Yesterday I clearly poured too much wine into myself and now I'm paying the price.

I hear faint voices from outside and see that no one else is in the church, so I reach for the jacket Rick gave me yesterday.

As I put my arms through the sleeves, I realized it: I begged Rick to give him a blow job.

Groaning, I smack my forehead, not because I didn't want it, but because I threw myself at his feet yesterday and humiliated and degraded myself. The thought of being degraded by Rick is hot, but making myself so small isn't really my style.

I pull the jacket tighter around my body and stomp outside.

The hushed voices aren't so quiet once I'm outside, and I quickly try to figure out what this is even about.

Abraham and Rick stare at each other like they're about to be at each other's throats and I look alarmingly at Maggie who hisses, "Daryl and Carol are gone, that's why Rick doesn't want to leave, but Abraham wants to leave now and you can see the rest."

My eyebrows go up and as Glenn calls out to me, Rick turns directly to me as well.

We look into each other's eyes and he takes a step toward me, but Abraham murmurs softly, "We'll take the bus."

Hectically, Glenn waves me over and I jog over to him.

As soon as I'm near him, he pulls me to him and mutters, "Get Rick out of there."

In disbelief, I laugh softly, "Sure, I'll throw myself into the bullfight. That can only end well."

Surprisingly forceful, he squeezes my arm, "I'm totally serious. If those two go at each other, we're going to have a huge problem, and nobody wants to tip the scales."

Vaguely, I point in Rick's direction, "And you think that's what I want to do? As you may have noticed, I've only been with you guys for a few days and I don't want to be the reason we have more casualties than necessary."

Forcefully, he pushes me toward Rick, "Do it for us. I just know it will work."

I brace myself against him, "Why? Because I'm a woman?"

Glenn's gaze frantically jumps back and forth between me and Rick before he sighs, "I hope I'm not fucking myself up with this, but Rick is totally into you. Even a dead man can see that. I'd bet anything he'd go with you if you asked him to."

I raise my eyebrows again and he sighs, "Please. If you're one of us, at least try."

Defeated, I nod and he lets go of me so I can step into the bullfight.

Abraham is the first to see me and when Rick realizes Abraham is looking past him, he turns around too.

Hesitantly, I pull the sleeves of my too-big jacket over my fingers and say, "Do you guys have to fight?"

Rick's gaze is glued to me and Abraham grumbles, "We'll drive."

Surprisingly, Rick pays no attention to him at all and asks me, "Are you okay?"

If I didn't already believe Glenn, that would be proof that Rick has a crush on me and I take the opportunity to say, turning to Abraham, "You're a family and together you're stronger than divided into small groups. Wait this one more day and tomorrow morning Daryl and Carol will be back safely and you can all ride the bus together."

Skeptically Abraham looks at me and I jut my chin up, "You'll get the bus that way anyway. So please say yes."

Slowly but hesitantly he nods, "Okay. In the morning."

Only now do I look back at Rick, who is watching me as if I were a biology experiment. You can literally feel the tension in the whole group around us give way and I ask quietly, "Can we talk?"

He blinks several times before nodding, "Come with me."

Rick takes my arm and walks me around the church so we are no longer in the field of vision.

Gently, he presses my back against the wall and I murmur, "I wanted to apologize for yesterday."

With one hand, he leans against the wall behind me and replies, "For what?"

I'm momentarily distracted by his upper arm being next to my face before I look him in the blue eyes and then lower my gaze so I don't have to look him in the eye, "You know…for yesterday. I shouldn't have thrown myself at you like that and acted pathetic. I'm sorry."

Still looking at the ground in front of my feet, his deep voice enters my ear, "So you were so drunk yesterday that you didn't mean it?"

The tone in his voice makes me jerk my head up, "What? No, I meant it. I still want to give you a blow job."

Rick's grin widens and my cheeks get hot and I babble on, "I mean I might have laid it on a little thick yesterday and I'm actually not into degrading myself like that. It would be different if you degraded me. That would be hot…so theoretically…I mean nobody does that. I was just saying that…" I slap my hands over my face, "Oh my god. I really just said that and I'm sorry about that too."

With his hand he pulls my hands off my face and pushes my head up so I have to look at him as he softly says, "Calm down. It's all right."

His rough fingers stroke my chin and I sigh softly.

I don't expect it when he leans in and kisses me feather lightly on the lips before he breathes against them, "Remember this?"

Unable to say even a complete word, I reach into his neck and pull him closer to me, kissing him more eagerly.

I've never been so attracted to a man as I am to Rick at this moment.

He leans against the wall behind me with his second hand as well, so that I'm trapped between his arms and his body is pressed against mine.

I can't hold back a moan, "Please, Rick."

I squirm to get even closer to him, which is really no longer possible at all, and he presses me harder against the wall, "Stop moving."

My fingers dig into the curls forming on his neck and I try to hold still as he moves from my lips to my jaw and throat.

Each kiss is pure sin and his hands burn on my body.

Like yesterday, they're incredibly close to my breasts, which feel way too heavy without his touch and I push through my back to offer myself to him, that's when he murmurs against my throat, "You're sober today, but just as pathetic as yesterday when you begged for me to fuck his mouth, Honey."

My knees go weak and I pull on his hair, making him gasp against my heated skin, "So pathetic."

I try to press my breasts against him and that's when he breaks away from me and hisses, "On your knees."

I sway a little, and he grabs me by the shoulders to spin us around and then push me down.

My pussy twitches with desire as I kneel in the dirt before him, waiting to be allowed to satisfy him.

He breathes heavily and looks down at me with eager eyes: "You're mine, you hear me?"

His deep voice gets under my skin and when I don't answer, he hisses, "You're my pretty little whore, understand?" I know that he's saying it, because I somehow asked him to and I barely recognize my voice as I say, "Yes, Rick."

His eyes have a dark glint as he reaches for his belt and slowly unbuckles it.

I can't focus on his face anymore and lower my eyes to his cock, which he's now pulling out.

My heart hammers in my chest as I see how big it is and I'm already bending over to take it in my mouth. I know I can keep my promise and give him the blow job of his life, but as I lick lasciviously over his tip and he whimpers at me "cock slut" I whimper without thinking, "Fuck me oh my god fuck me please."

I know I've already soaked my pants and can't stand to feel his cock in my throat but not in my dripping pussy.

I hear his harsh laugh and when I look up he is already grabbing me by the back of the head and pushing my face towards his cock which is twitching waiting for my mouth.

Reluctantly I take him in my mouth and moan at the thought of wanting him in my pussy. His hands in my hair give me no choice but to take him as deep as I can in my mouth and slide my tongue over him.

The only satisfaction I get in return is his harsh moans that are like music to my ears and I can feel him twitching in my mouth.

I let him guide me and shakily reach for his thighs to support me. At that moment he pulls me away from him and growls, " Get up."

My legs don't obey me and he really has to help me up so that I can stand in front of him.

His hands are firmly on my upper arms as he turns us around again so that I can lean on the wall again and I also desperately need the wall for support. I look him in the eye and for a brief moment everything around me stops and I don't care about anything else.

When I ran into him, I didn't expect to end up in this situation and now I can't imagine anything better than being looked at by him this way. He looks at me like I'm all he's ever wanted and I can't help but put my hands on his cheeks and stroke through his beard, "You're so beautiful."

The smile on his lips is priceless as he whispers, "You told me that yesterday."

My hands slide to his throat and his skin under my fingers is all I need. He holds me by my waist and waits patiently for me to explore his body.

I figured he'd feel great under my fingers, but sliding the flat of my hand over his torso doesn't leave me cold, and when I see his cock twitch the further down my palms go, it proves that he's not as controlled as he pretends to be, either.

Expectantly, I reach for the hem of his shirt and tug at it, "Take it off, please."

He lets go of my waist and reaches for his shirt, pulling it over his body.

Now that I see him shirtless, I am infinitely grateful that he stopped me yesterday and I am completely lucid when I see him like this now. Other men certainly wouldn't have refused yesterday and he probably can't even imagine how much I respect him for it.

I tear my gaze away from his torso and look him in the eye as I reach for his jacket I'm wearing to take off too, but he shakes his head, "Leave it on. You look hot in my clothes."

Weakly, I let my arms dangle next to my body, unable to even move a muscle as he reaches for the button of my shorts and I stare at the curls falling into his face as he lowers his head and drops my pants, including my panties, to my ankles.

He takes a small step towards me so that hardly anything fits between us and I tremble with anticipation.

With his head down, he looks me languidly in the eye and purrs, "Show me how wet you are for me."

My head is on autopilot and I slide my hand between my legs. I can feel my cheek start to burn as I feel HOW wet I've gotten because of Rick.

Embarrassed, I raise my hand and his eyes glow as he sees my wet fingers, "Someone's begging for my cock again."

Before I can answer he pulls my fingers between his lips and his warm tongue strokes them.

Groaning, my head falls against the wall, "Holy shit" and when he has licked my fingers clean, he grabs my thighs and lifts me up without warning.

I cry out softly and the rest gets stuck in my throat as he sinks into me in one fluid motion. It all happens so fast and he's so fucking deep inside me that my mouth just stays open and he grabs my chin, "Don't look so scared, Honey."

His cock fills me up to the last inch and because he's holding me in place in the air, I have no way of avoiding it somehow and have to take him as deep as he wants inside me.

Helplessly I cling to his hips with my legs and the small movement makes his cock twitch inside me.

The sensation of feeling the tip inside me blows all my fuses and I yank his head towards me to kiss him hard.

The kiss is messy, but I don't care because all I can think about is his cock inside me as he sinks it into my pussy in regular thrusts.

His grip on my chin tightens and I moan hoarsely, "Harder."

The hand around my chin slides to my throat and he gasps against my parted lips, "Fuck, you feel so good."

Blinded by desire, I bring our lips together, "Just for you," and he rewards me by thrusting harder into me, "That's right. You're mine. You're just my whore."

His cock slides almost completely out of me and then as he thrusts into me again, he stops and doesn't move.

Panicked, I tear open my eyes and he applies light pressure to my throat, "Say it."

My hands slide down his back, "I'm yours."

My words make him moan and when he finally moves again, my nails scratch across his back before I grab his shoulders and let him fuck me against the wall.

The power in his body, makes me feel small and helpless. His movements seem so effortless and like he doesn't mind carrying me at all, that I get brave and stop focusing on keeping myself on his hip and instead put my hand on his, which is around my throat and squeeze.

He quickly looks me in the eye and growls, "You are so fucking dirty and horny."

I finish his sentence with, "And cumming soon," which forces some indefinable sounds to pass his lips and he hisses, "You better not come before I tell you to."

The words don't really help delay the climax and I notice myself tightening around him.

Spasmodically I try to stop it, "Please…Rick…Please…I can't take it anymore…. I can't take it anymore…I can't take it…" With each word my voice grows higher and more desperate, and I could cry with relief as he gasps, "Now, Honey. Make me proud."

My whole body rears up and I press my lips frantically to his, trying to get everything I can from him. With each twitch on my part, I feel him twitching inside me as well, his body trembling in an attempt to obey him.

Once I no longer have feeling in my body, he slowly slides me down against him, holding me until he's sure I won't just hit the floor and stay put.

I weakly rest my head on his chest and hear his heart beating fast as he strokes my hair, "We should get back to the others."

I know he's right, but I'm not sure I can even take a step without falling to my knees, but I nod anyway and sigh softly, "You kept your end of the deal."

His chest vibrates with laughter, "I didn't do it for the deal and you know it."

Giggling, I kiss his chest and am about to reach for my pants when he whispers, "When you were talking to Abraham earlier, you said 'you' and not 'we'. You took yourself out when you were talking about the bus."

Confused, I frown, "Did I? I didn't notice."

He pushes a strand behind my ear, "Yes you did and I think you should use "we" next time. You're one of us now too if you want to stay."

I look him in the eye, "Of course I want to stay with you."

Gently, he kisses me on the lips and then leans down to hand me my things.

We get dressed and on our way back to the others he winks at me, "You stopped correcting me."

Absently, I smooth my top under my jacket, "What?"

He wiggles his eyebrows, "That I call you Honey."

Sighing, I slap a hand over my face because he's right and I didn't even notice.

We turn the corner to the others and a glance at his back makes me say quietly, "You have dirt on your shirt."

Briefly, he looks down at himself and calls out something to Daryl as he pulls his shirt over his head again to pat it out.

I look to Daryl as well, but when I hear Maggie laugh hysterically I look to her and then follow her gaze back to Rick.

An "Oh my God" slips from my lips and I stare at the red scratches literally glowing on his pale skin.

When he hears me he turns around "What's going on?" and through all the back and forth everyone has seen his back and I'm sure now everyone knows what we've been up to behind the church.

Resignedly I sigh, "I gave you some scratches. Sorry."

Surprised, he tries to catch a glimpse of his back, which doesn't seem to work very well and now I have to laugh, too.

The End

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 3 years ago

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👑Being Seijoh's Manager 👑

Manager Dating Terushima

Terushima Yuji featuring Seijoh x GN manager

Warnings: Swearing

AN: This is an Anon request!

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Terushima, aka the missing Miya Triplet

And our only chance of seeing an interation between an Atsumu like character and Oikawa 🙃

I wrote this before the panel with Oiks and Atsumu came out so there's hope 😫

Now Terushima gets kind of a bad rap I feel

I mean, he is a Miya after all but still

We can't fault him for Atsumus mistakes 😅

Ok ok I'm done I promise 🤞🏻

But for real, you deal with Oikawa every single day..

So dealing with Terushima wouldn't be much of a stretch

Honestly one could argue it would be easier 😉

That's me, I'm the one who will argue that 🙋‍♀️

You first notice Terushima at the interhighs

Or rather he notices you

Because I mean, Seijohs manager is pure perfection

Please who doesn't know our amazing YN

Everyone does don't kid yourselves

Terushima is automatically stunned by your beauty and decides instantly that you will be his 👏🏻

Unfortunately you are all too aware of guys like Oikawa Jr Terushima

So all his chances at you are utter failures

"Hey there gorgeous"- Terushima

"😐 hello"- you

Yes give us NOTHING YN 👏🏻

"Did it hurt?"- Terushima

You 👉🏻🙄 and here we go

"*sigh* DiD wHaT hUrT?"- you

"When you fell from heaven"- Terushima 😏

Please he really thinks he did something ✋🏻

You 👉🏻😐

Still giving us NOTHING 👏🏻

"So can I get your number?"- Terushima

"Sure"- you

"Really?"- Terushima 😳

"No"- You

😭😭😭 giving him hope and then just snatching it away!

However, it's quite interesting how things can change so quickly

Because as soon as you walk away from Terushima, you are bombarded by two giant guys from an opposition team

"Hey there gorgeous"- one creeper says

"Hey you're seijoh's manager aren't you. Man you sure are a petty little thing"- another one says

Gag 🤢

"Excuse me I have to get back to my team"- you trying to scoot by

"Hey what's the rush- why not stay and talk for a bit"- creepy man #1

"Hey, can't you take a hint? They don't want anything to do with you. So GET LOST!"- Terushima coming from behind

"Whoa man chill, we were just talking"- creeper #2

"Yeah and clearly YN isn't interested so back off!"- Teru now stepping in front of you, arms crossed

You 👉🏻👀👀👀

"Ok dude, we're leaving"- the guys, hands up backing away

"Hey thanks for that"- you, realizing maybe you were too quick to judge

"Hey when someone says no, it means no. That wasn't cool"- Terushima, our consent king

You decide to take a chance on him

I mean, it seems like a sign right?

"Hey what's your number?"- you taking out your phone

Terushima 👉🏻😃 whet-

"I'm sorry I misjudged you earlier. Maybe we could hang out sometime"- you 🤗

Terushima 👉🏻👁👄👁

Please YN he's not use to this

"Yeah sure"- Terushima still staring 👁👄👁

You exchange numbers and wave goodbye

And that's how we begin the TeruYN ship

Now I know what your thinking

"But mother, Oikawa isn't going to like this?"

And you know what I say to that 👀

🖕🏻 Oikawa 🤗

Seriously, tho YN 💅🏼 we live our lives by our rules

But yeah Oikawa is going to be annoying because we'll, it's Oikawa

You somehow manage to keep your relationship with Terushima a secret

Bitch I don't know how, Seijoh is nosey a Hell!

And honestly, you get maybe 3 weeks tops before someone finds out

And it's going to be A) makki B) Mattsun or c) Kunimi

But lucky for you, it's D) all of the above 🙃

Because you just happen to be out with Terushima and a few Johzenji players when Mattsun, Makki and Kunimi stroll by 🚶‍♂️ 🚶‍♂️ 🚶‍♂️

They stop ✋🏻 turn and make direct eye contact with you

Exactly when you break apart from kissing Terushima

Makki is all 👇🏻

Mattsun is just staring 😳

And kunimi is slowly reaching for his phone 📱

Wait 👀

You literally RUN 🏃‍♂️ out the door and try to steal it from him before he sends the pic he probably took of you and Teru sucking face to the group chat

Too late 🙃

Kunimi 👉🏻👁👅👁

You instantly regret everything

Terushima comes out to see what's wrong

"What the hell YN are you ok?"- Terushima

"I'm fine but I might need bail money soon"- you, about to Iwaizumi a volleyball at Kunimi

✨️meanwhile✨️ in the group chat 👀

Kunimi: *Sends pic*

Oikawa: is that- 😳

Mattsun: yes

Oikawa: and are they- 😳

Makki: kissing? Yes

Watari: 🙄 here we go-.

Oikawa: @YN LN GET IN HERE

YN: it seems I've been summoned

Iwaizumi: just say the word YN-

Oikawa: Is that you in that picture?

Kunimi: I thought we already established that 🤨

Oikawa: and is that Terushima, the captain of Johzenji?

Yahaba: Again, facts we already know-

Mattsun: you know what, I regret this

Makki: me too

Kunimi: yeah sorry YN 😞

YN: *sigh* it's ok guys! I was going to tell you but I wanted to make sure it was all good ya know?

Oikawa: WHAT IS HAPPENING HERE

Iwaizumi: shut it shittykawa

Iwaizumi: YN if he hurts you, ill break his skull

YN: noted

Oikawa: 🥲

When you go to practice, Oikawa all but ignores you

It's actually quite peaceful 🥰

And when Teru comes to pick you up, oh boy 😬

It's like Oikawa just ✨️forgot✨️ he was ignoring you

He will sling his arm around you

"Please stop that"- you 😐 removing his arm

"Hey that's my YN"- Terushima, glaring 😑

"I'm my own YN but ok"- you walking to Teru

"Lets get out of here babe"- Terushima says, glaring at Oikawa

Everyone else is just standing in the back 🧍‍♂️ 🧍‍♂️ 🧍‍♂️

"Well I really showed him"- Oikawa, Dustin g his hands off

"Shut it Shittykawa"- Iwaizumi, cannoning a ball

"IWA-CHAN WHY ARE YOU SO MEAN TO ME"- Oikawa

Because Torū, it's fun 🙃

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 2 years ago

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Old Friends

Being a Coach for MSBY and Team Japan

Featuring Tadashi Yamaguchi

and Kentaro Kyotani

MSBY featuring Tadashi Yamaguchi x GN! Reader; Team Japan featuring Kentaro Kyotani x GN! Reader

Warnings: none

A/N: This is an Anon request

🏳️‍🌈 Please Like, Share, Comment to support my writing 🏳️‍🌈

MSBY (Tadashi Yamaguchi)

Growing up you always knew what you wanted to do!

That's right- coach and/or play professional volleyball 🏐

You grew up in Miyagi prefecture, right next to your childhood bestie, Yamaguchi

This is pre-Tsukki days 💅🏼

You both would play volleyball and other sports during the long summers

"YN you are so good at sports"- Yamaguchi would always tell you

When you moved away, you always kept in contact with Yams

Please he's one of those people who values all friendships 🥰

As you grew older, you decided that coaching was more your style

Enter MSBY 🙌🏻

I just want to say YN, thoughts and prayers for what you go through daily 😅

Now Yams knew you coached MSBY and he told you about the bubbly ginger who he went to high school with

You never mentioned to Hinata that you knew Yams because it's just never came up 🤷‍♀️

We keep things professional here

So when Yams reached out, asking if youd like to get lunch you immediately said yes!

He agreed to meet you at the MSBY gym so you could walk to the restaurant

When Yams showed up, Hinata about lost his ever loving mind 🤣

"YAMAGUCHI YOU CAME TO VISIT ME"- Hinata 🥺

"Actually"- Yams 😅

"Oh my god, wait did you go see Kageyama before this??"- Hinata 😑

"Umm no"- Yams

"SCORE! I always knew you liked me better than you liked him!"- Hinata says, punching the air

You walk over to Yamaguchi who looks at you and smiles

"Oh YN! This is my friend from his school Yamaguchi!"- Hinata says introducing you

"I know Hinata, I've been friends with Tadashi since I was a kid"- you say greating your friend

Hinata 👉🏻👁👄👁 really???

"Yep!"- you 🥰

There's a few seconds of awkward silence before Yamaguchi says "well YN we should head out"

"I'll be back in a while Hinata. Don't you DARE step foot on that court until I get back or I'm not putting you in the starting line up"- you 😑

Hinata 👉🏻👁👄👁 umm yeah ok...

You leave with Tadashi to enjoy a peaceful meal and catch up with and old friend ❤️

Team Japan (Kentaro Kyoutani)

You've been friends with Kyoutani for years

He's definitely onenof those people who cherishes friends whi stand by his side

And may times you baled him out of trouble YN 👀

You also supported his desire to play volleyball

And he supported your desire to coach a sport you loved

While you loved to play, your real talents lied in managerial work and coaching

You were able to keep track of plays, stats and you knew the game perfectly!

You'd often practice with Kyoutani after school and on weekends 🏐

After high school, Kyoutani joined the Sendai Frogs and you went on to manage various teams

Until finally... it happened 😳

You landed a dream job coaching Team Japan 🙌🏻

Seriously what an honor!!

When you told Kyoutani, he was so proud of you it was unreal!

He asked you out for celebrate drinks after your first week of coaching

He agreed to meet you ag the gym

Not sure if that wad a great decision but here we are 😅

You were talking to Iwaizumi Hajime, 27, Athletic Trainer about the teams work outs when Kyoutani entered the gym

You and Iwaizumi both said "hey Kyoutani" at the same time

Que 🎶 when he looks at me, nd I look at him and he looks at me and I LOOK AT HIM 🎶

It's beautiful

"You know Kyoutani YN?"- Iwaizumi questions

"Yeo we've been friends for many years. How do you know him?"- you ask

"We played volleyball together"- Iwaizumi says

Kyoutani joins you just as a group of idiots emerges 🙄

"Hey isn't that mad dog"- Hinata says

Kyoutani 👉🏻😐🙄

"Hinata shut up!"- Kageyama shouts

"I remember your crazy cut shots from high school! Dude they were so insane"- Hinata gushes

"Thanks"- Kyoutani says

"Kyo we can get going if you'd like"- you say

Everyone 👉🏻✋🏻

"You know mad dog YN?"- Hinata

"Who do you think taught him that cut shot?"- you 😏

Hinata 👉🏻❤️👄❤️ YN TEACH ME

"Boke! Leave the coacj alone!"- Kageyama shouts

You roll you eyes and head out with your friend for a nice lunch and catching up 🥰

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catt-leya · 3 years ago

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Smutty May 10.05.

No Shame (18+) || Rick Grimes

At short notice I decided to include this fic in the Smutty May 💅🏼 The request was so incredibly sweet and it was so much fun to write it. Therefore thank you @positive-squid 💗

I hope you're not too disappointed about Rick's hair 👀 and I hope you and all the other readers will enjoy the fic 🙈

Summary: You've spontaneously decided to get your hair cut shorter and are unsure what Rick will say about it.

Trigger: Nothing special…just the normal smut stuff and a little cheesiness 👀

Uncertain I run already for the felt 20th time through my hair.

For some time, I have played with the idea to cut my hair shorter, but have never dared and when I sat with Maggie in the house today, she has somehow talked me into doing it immediately.

Then had the scissors pulled faster than I could look.

Now my hair, which previously reached far over my back, is only so long that I can just tuck it behind my ears.

In the first moment I was totally sure that I like it and find it beautiful.

But the longer I walk in the direction of the house of me and my boyfriend, the more uncertain I become.

I know that it's enough if only I like it and that Rick has nothing to say about it, but somehow, I also want to please him and until now I never thought about whether he liked my long hair on me or he didn't care at all.

God, during sex, he often wrapped my hair around his fist and now I don't even know if he could really grab it.

Slowly but surely, I'm getting totally paranoid and wiping my sweaty hands on my jeans.

The sun has long since set and I'm sure Rick should be home by now, maybe even waiting for me.

That's why I tighten my shoulders and pull open the door to our house as I leave the stairs to the veranda behind me.

The first thing I notice is a low hum from the kitchen and the smell of food.

As quietly as I can, I sneak into the kitchen and have to stifle a laugh when I see Rick, his back to me, cursing as he tries to salvage something that is slowly blackening on the stove.

He's never been the best cook, but he does try really hard to at least cook pasta for us now and then, so I lean quietly against the wall next to me and watch him some more as he gets more and more frantic and growls, "Goddamn fucking thing. Why the hell is that so hard? I can kill a fucking Walker herd if I have to, but fucking sauce pushes me to the limit?!"

I've never heard anyone pack so many curses into three sentences, and when he dramatically throws the dishtowel into the sink as well, I can't hold back anymore and giggle out loud.

Immediately he flinches and turns to me.

I point to the dish towel in the sink and continue giggling, "How's it going?"

Rick's eyebrows draw together and instead of answering me he says, "Your hair is short."

Because of the incident in the kitchen, I completely forgot that I was actually totally excited and now it's all coming back up.

Uncertainly I run another time through my hair and murmur: "You don’t like it?" I just can't judge his voice pitch and slowly but surely, I regret having confided in Maggie.

Slowly he walks up to me and runs his hand through my hair as he says firmly, "You're always beautiful no matter what your hair looks like."

I lift my eyes to him and he smiles softly at me as he whispers, "But I think it's really pretty."

My gaze slides to his longer locks and I guess we might even be the same length now.

Gently, he pushes me back by the shoulder so that I'm leaning back against the wall, and I rest my hands on his chest as he murmurs softly, "First of all, you don't need my validation after all. If you want to cut your hair, you're the only one who has to like it, Honey."

Of course, I've always loved him, but I've probably never adored him as much as I do after hearing those words.

Rick is the most understanding and loving man I've ever had the privilege of knowing, and I can hardly believe my luck that he wants me too.

My heart is huge with love for him and I stand on my tiptoes to kiss him on the lips.

We understand each other completely without words, which is why he comes to meet me, so that the size difference doesn't put a spoke in my wheel. Gently our lips meet and I sigh softly against his mouth, "Thank you."

I feel his hands tentatively settle on my hips at first before he deepens the kiss and presses lightly against me.

When I don't object, he slowly begins to grind against me, breaking away from my lips to kiss along my jaw.

Rick's warm big body is pressed close to mine and when he breathes a light kiss behind my ear, I can't help but let my head fall against the wall behind me.

As I do, my eyes fall on the stove top in the kitchen and I blink several times before pulling Rick away from me by his hair.

I don't even have to use much force because he immediately pulls away from me and asks in a raspy voice, "Is something wrong?"

I can feel his cock already pressing hard against my lower belly and I oblige him by not moving and simply asking with a suppressed laugh, "Did you turn off the stove top?"

I've never seen him as irritated as he is now as he asks me in a voice dripping with arousal, "What?"

I nod my chin toward the kitchen and can't hold back the laughter, "I don't know what you were trying to cook, but it's burning right now."

As if struck by lightning, he breaks away from me and practically runs to the stove, which he really left on.

All at once, he slips out a string of curses that I've never heard before in my life and that no one else should hear.

Still laughing, I hoist myself up on the kitchen counter and watch him slam the pot into the sink a little too hard and then prop himself up on the edge.

Rick hangs his head and I look at his broad back as he sighs, "I was actually going to cook us something nice. God, I suck at this."

It seems to really bother him and that makes my laugh catch in my throat. I slowly push myself off the counter and put my arms around his body from behind.

My touch alone seems to relax him and I rest my hands lightly on his belt as I murmur, "Not everyone needs to be able to cook, Rick. You're really VERY good at other things for that."

I'm aware that he would understand my innuendo and sure enough, he places his hands on mine and breathes, "Oh yeah? Like what?"

My breasts press pleasantly against his warm back and I purr, "Hmmm, I'd say you're extremely talented at crafts. I don't think cooking is that important."

His whole body vibrates with laughter, but I ignore it and slowly set about undoing the belt on his pants, which only makes him giggle further.

I skillfully pull the belt open, but before I can slide my hand down his pants, he grabs my wrist and turns around in my arms.

I look up at him questioningly and let him push me backwards against the kitchen counter I just jumped from.

His eyes are dark with desire and his cheeks flushed as he grabs my thighs and murmurs harshly, "Jump."

With his help, I land on the counter with my legs spread and Rick between my thighs.

Gently, his hands guide over my legs to my hips, pulling me to the edge so that my most intimate part presses against his crotch and I let a soft gasp escape me.

I'm not sure where it came from so suddenly, but when he slides his hand through my short hair again, I stare at him with my mouth slightly open.

I just can't believe that Rick is mine. That he's MY boyfriend and that this beautiful man chose me.

As soon as it gets more sensual between us, his face always seems so much softer and I love how his cheeks always turn so red then, like it really never does otherwise.

Lightly I lean towards him and whisper in a husky breath, "What are you going to do?"

Gently he tugs at my hair and answers straight out, "Showing you how beautiful you are."

For a brief moment, I don't know what to say and Rick uses the moment to slowly get on his knees in front of me.

My breath rattles and I already want to squeeze my legs together, but his shoulders are in between that I have to beg him quietly, "Rick...you don't have to...I mean..."

Stammering, I break off and his warm hands clasp my ankles as he whispers, "Has anyone ever done this for you?"

Uncertain, I look down at him and say nothing for now.

In fact, I've tried a lot of things before I was with Rick, but having someone else's mouth between my legs is completely new and I can't even put my finger on why I'm so shy about it when Rick has seen me naked many, many times.

Of course, he notices my hesitation and murmurs softly, "I'm sure you'd like it. Can I try it, Honey?"

At his puppy dog eyes alone, I soften and sigh softly, "You really don't have to do that. I can just sleep with you. Then we'll both get something out of it."

Gently, his hands slide higher to the waistband of my jeans and looks up at me under lowered lids, "You should probably realize that I'm going to have a hell of a lot of fun with this too, believe me. And I'm sure you'll love the sight of me kneeling in front of you, too."

Still unsure, I look at his hands slowly unzipping my pants and ask uncertainly, "You want to do that?"

I don't know why I find the thought so far-fetched that he wants to put his mouth on me there, but the longer I think about what he can do with a single kiss on my lips, the more I’m dripping.

I even raise my hips as he pulls off my pants, including my panties, and just lets the clothes fall to the floor.

When I feel his breath on my thighs, I tense up a little and Rick whispers, "I'll stop whenever you want. I promise."

Hesitantly, I nod and loosen my muscles.

I know full well that just one word from me would be enough for him to let go of me. There is infinite trust between us and that's exactly why I want to try it.

Without breaking eye contact, he lifts my legs onto his shoulders and I could swear he can hear my heart drumming in my chest as he kisses the inside of my thighs.

Wet and warm, he slides his tongue over them and I can't hold back a soft whimper.

I feel his grin against my skin and his whisper, "Ready?"

Hard, I bite my lower lip and then nod at him.

That's all it takes for him to press a gentle kiss to my throbbing center, knocking me completely off my feet.

Immediately my hips jerk toward him, so he puts his big hands on me to hold me in place as he looks at me blinking and asks, "Good or bad?"

My eyes just fall shut and I sigh softly, "Keep going please."

I only hear his 'I knew it' before my senses completely give up and I can't feel anything but his steady tongue lashes and his beard scraping across my sensitive skin.

My lips form a perfect 'O' and I blindly reach for the back of his head with one hand.

I don't even realize that I'm squeezing my thighs harder and harder around his neck until he reaches from my waist to my legs and gasps softly, "You've got to let up or you'll kill me before I can finish this, Honey."

Groaning, I straighten up a little more and loosen my legs before he picks up where he left off.

Again and again, I just bring his name to my lips and as I look to him, my heart starts to race.

In fact, my total ecstasy turns him on so much that he jerks himself off through his pants with one hand.

Just the sight of him kneeling between my thighs and pleasuring me while he touches himself drives me out of my mind and I can't even give him a heads up as I whimper and the knot in my stomach loosens.

I roll my eyes back and press his head firmly between my legs as I moan harshly, "Oh my God...I...Rick..."

Never have I felt anything so intense and as he moans softly against me, I feel the vibration all the way to my bones.

As the last wave crashes over me my hand falls limp on his hair and he looks up at me briefly to check how I'm doing.

Gently, he licks over my swollen bundle of nerves between my legs once more before slowly sitting up and holding me in his arms, "So, did I promise too much?"

Weakly, I shake my head and lean mine against his shoulder.

I don't think I've ever had an orgasm like this in my life and I feel the need to give him the same.

That's why I start kissing his collarbone and breathe against his skin, "Now it's your turn."

Rick's whole body responds to my words and I let my hands slide over his hard torso.

I have always been extremely fond of touching Rick and now is no different.

We're so close that I can't look him in the face, and instead I'm enjoying his hand as it keeps stroking through my new length of hair and his increasingly erratic breathing.

My lips have reached his jaw, and he hums softly, "Bedroom."

I immediately disengage from him and let him pull me up the stairs into our bedroom for the night of my life.

***

The next morning, I wake up to the sun's rays on the bed because we didn't close the curtains properly yesterday.

I have to blink several times to regain consciousness and groan softly as I sit up, realizing how sore I am from the previous night.

When I look at the seat next to me, Rick is already long gone and I also force myself to crawl out of bed and put on the shirt that I tore off Rick's body yesterday.

Still totally sleepy, I drag myself into the kitchen and see Rick sitting at the kitchen table.

I mumble a quiet, "Good morning." And walk over to the fridge.

But before I even touch the fridge, I whirl around and stare at him.

I don't know if I've ever seen him grin as broadly as he does now when he sees my confused face.

I point a hand at his face and ask, "What did you do?"

Amused, he shrugs, "I figured my hair was getting too long, too."

Since I've known Rick, he's hardly changed a thing about his hair, except that it might have gotten longer at one point. At least until now.

With incredibly short hair, he tilts his head and squints his eyes, "You don't like it? My hair grows fast anyway, I'm sure they'll be longer again in no time."

Hectically, I shake my head and walk up to him to run my hands through his short hair, "God, no. I love it."

In fact, the short hair makes him look a little older and more mature, but that doesn't bother me at all.

In fact, quite the opposite. I think the cut is incredibly flattering to his beautiful face and I run my hand through his hair again.

Now his grin is back and I bend over to press a kiss to his lips.

Just before our lips meet though, I whisper the words Rick said to me last night, "You look beautiful."

@positive-squid @hail-yourselves @mrsxreeves

#smutty may #rick grimes #rick grimes x reader #rick grimes smut #rick grimes imagine #twd #twd x reader #the walking dead #request

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