#like can you fucking calm down. i made you dinner can you leave me alone. god fucking damn it

[mlentertainment]

this is so fucking unnecessary AAAAAAUGH i need to get out of this goddamn house

[tteokdoroki]

☆༉ — KATSUKI BAKUGOU. the art of aftercare, love and food.

about. to katsuki bakugou, aftercare is just as important as making you feel good. and nothing beats aftercare more than a home cooked meal, made with love.

warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact! nsfw? characters in their 20s, suggestive, fluff, aftercare sessions, bakugou cooks for reader, established relationship, mentions of sex, afab!reader, pro hero!bakugou. i haven’t written him in 4ever go easy on me </3!! wc: 400+

no matter how fucked out or pussy drunk he is, katsuki always makes you a meal after sex.

bakugou’s first instinct is to get you water, kiss your head and tell you what a good little thing you’ve been for him. his baby always takes him so well. his baby deserves a treat.

once you’ve calmed down enough, and he’s cleaned you up, he carries you to the kitchen with his infamous skull shirt draped over your twitching frame. he likes the way you sling your arms lazily over his broad shoulders and the way you nuzzle into his neck too — as if you can’t get enough of him or need the blonde for comfort.

he’s careful when he sets you down on the counter — grabbing you a water bottle from the fridge and holding the cool plastic rim against your cherry bruised lips. “drink,” he says, though it’s more like a caring command. “need to keep you hydrated.”

katsuki keeps his touch gentle when he uses two fingers to tilt your head up, making sure you swallow down enough water to make him satisfied. he’ll praise you, call you his good little baby and ask if he can leave you alone for a second to get your dinner started.

silence with katsuki is always comfortable, never awkward or weird after being so intimate and open with one another. the slight clang of ceramic cooking ware against one another fills your kitchen along with the scuff of his house slippers against your laminated floors. every so often, a kiss is delivered to your forehead, nose or cheeks as the blonde reaches up to grab spices from the cabinet above your head.

he lets you know that he’s still there, in small little ways.

bakugou knows not to spend too long on a meal after ravaging you. you’re always impatient and the food smells a little too good, making your tummy rumble and an adorable pout form on your lips. “such a brat, huh? even now,” he coos, flicking your nose as he slips between your legs. “taste this f’me. wanna know if you think it’s ready.”

like a baby, he scoops a spoonful of broth or soup or stew or whatever you fancy that night, into your awaiting mouth — watching for that spark in your eyes or a brightened expression spreading across your face.

“good?”

“great.”

he shares you out a portion, spending a good amount time feeding you before he has some of his own.

because katsuki bakugou’s love language is cooking — putting the perfect amount of time into creating the perfect meal is how he shows that he cares for you. and as you scarf down every bite, you know that each one was made with katsuki’s love for you.

꒰ end. — all rights reserved © tteokdoroki 2023. do not copy, repost, translate & recommend elsewhere.

[weirdgenetic-fuckup]

Day 30: Subspace

A/n: first attempt at writing Subspace 💪

Warnings: smut, rough sex, teasing, Subspace, if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!

Kinktober

This gif I can’t 🤤

You loved teasing James, it was the highlight of your week and you’d do it at the worst times for him.

He’d be at a meeting or work dinner or something and his phone would buzz, he’d check it only to find a video of you touching yourself wearing his shirt.

He never let you have toys for this exact reason.

Metallica was on tour and you couldn’t come, but you’d made sure James didn’t get a moment alone or a moment of peace.

You made sure Kirk, Lars and Jason were keeping him busy, if not them then a crew member. You made sure he always had a roommate and his only breaks were bathroom breaks.

It’s not that you wanted to keep him stressed, it’s just that you were always sending him pictures of yourself, your body, calling him just so he could hear you cum. You wanted him pent up and aching in his jeans for you when he got back, and that’s exactly what you got.

You were sleeping when he got home, it was around 2:00 am. He didn’t care, after everything you’d just put him through, and he knew it was your doing, he needed to ruin you.

You yelped as he pulled you out of bed, he scoffed when he saw you weren’t wearing anything, not a shirt, no panties, nothing. And you had his pillow between your thighs.

He held you up against him as he tore off his own clothes, keeping you standing and pinned to his chest until he got his hard, pulsing cock and got to fuck you.

He wasn’t focusing on you, not caring if it was too much too soon because he knew you’d adjust in a minute anyway.

One arm held your torso tight to him while the other gripped your hip so tight it was sure to leave bruises. His hips slammed against you, tip causing a bulge to form in your stomach.

The room filled with the sound of skin hitting skin and your moans that bordered screams as your legs shook, the only thing keeping you standing being James.

��I fucking hate you, you little bitch.” He spat through gritted teeth right next to your ear. “And you know exactly why, you know what you did, you motherfucker!” A harsh hand came down on your ass and you squealed.

You didn’t get much of a chance to recover before he was throwing you back onto the bed, climbing over you and pinning you down, pushing your face into the mattress to muffle your sounds.

You’d already had your fun thinking about how he’d react earlier, already ditzy and dazed, but now, with him breaking your back, you couldn’t even think of anything else but him, how he made you feel, how close you were, the only words formulating were his name over and over again.

He made sure you were screaming his name, sheets drenched in your mixed juices. He kept manhandling you into new positions, however he wanted, spitting curses and insults at you like it was nothing.

However, as the night wore on and the sun began to shine through the curtains, casting a warm golden glow over the room and the both of you, he calmed down a bit.

James had been so done with you, so ready to come home and break you, and he did, but now he just missed you. His thrusts got slower and he paid more attention to your noises, your body language, making sure you were still ok through the whole thing.

“So good for me, so, so good for me, sweetheart, just give me a little more, yeah? A little more and we can sleep, darling.” He mused in your ear, kissing down your neck.

You felt everything go fuzzy, your mind and body. Your vision went white and you were in ecstasy, letting the warm feeling flood over you.

James saw this and smiled down at you, pulling out and laying beside you. “That good, huh..?” He asked, voice no louder than a whisper. He knew he couldn’t touch you, not when you were like this, it would feel too much. “I’ll be back in a minute, sweetheart.” He said, kissing your forehead and leaving.

You were left floating in your pleasure until he came back with a tray of things, snacks, drinks, a bowl he’d fill with warm water and a cloth to wipe you down with when you were ready.

He didn’t want to touch you but he couldn’t just leave you like that so he pulled a nice warm and fluffy blanket over you, running his hand over your stomach through that to add some pressure and see how you’d react.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” he said, laying beside you and just staring at you, “I’m not going anywhere soon, we can stay here and sleep.” He let out a heavy sigh, exhaustion weighing on him as well. “And afterwards you can tell me why you decided to be such a bitch while I was away.” He said through soft laughter, still admiring the galaxy swirling in your eyes.

[d0youc0py]

Could you do any 141 member (I don’t really care I love them all) comforting civilian!reader while she’s on her period? Like the cramps, nausea, mood swings?

Thanks!

He winced as another pained groan left your lips.

“Pain killers didn’t help?” He frowned. He laid down behind you tucking you against him. He pressed a kiss to the back of your head, his hands pressing down on the heating pad against your stomach. The pressure made you feel better and you softly grabbed his hand and put it under the heating pad, silently asking him to massage your stomach. “I got you.” He pressed another kiss to your shoulder.

“Are you done with your paperwork yet?” You whined.

“Ya, Sweetheart.” He lied. The thought of leaving you alone to suffer on the couch made his stomach turn. “You rest up, now and I’ll fix us some dinner later, yeah?”

“Don’t leave till I fall asleep please.” You requested, scooting closer to him.

“Wouldn’t dream of it.”

He’s literally the dream partner when it comes to this stuff

He has always been a very nurturing person

He has your special week marked on his calendar so he’s never caught off guard if you snip at him or you wake up and need to change the sheets

When he can’t be with you he always ships a care package to your house with all the things you could possibly need (snacks, pads/tampons, medicine, a card saying how much he loves you)

He’s the best honestly

“Kid, open the door!” The door handle jiggled. You splashed cold water over your face trying to calm down, but no matter how hard you tried sobs wracked your body. You blamed the hormones. You and Simon were new in your relationship, about five months in, and you had just recently started spending the night at his place. You always had a plan for what to do if you got your period during the night but you didn’t plan for it to come almost a week early. You woke up feeling a familiar wetness and practically ripped yourself out of Simon’s arms. To make matters worse he had his thigh resting between your legs, meaning- you didn’t even want to say it. You shook the thoughts out of your head.

“Sweetheart, c’mon.” Simon sighed from the other side of the door. “You know what I do for a living, yeah? You think a little blood is gonna scare me off? I find that a bit offensive if I’m being honest.”

“It’s disgusting and embarrassing!” You shouted through your sobs.

“It’s not disgusting.” He shot back. “Whoever made you feel that way is a cunt. And it might seem embarrassing now, but I promise you in a week it’ll make you laugh. Out you come.” He shook the door handle again. He did make you feel better. “There she is.” He whispered. You looked him over, happy he had changed his sleep shorts. A clunky thumb wiped away a few remaining tears.

The man is completely unbothered

You can throw a whole hissy fit and he’ll just ask if you’ve eaten anything today

Bodily fluids don’t faze him at all- you could bleed, vomit and cry all over him and he’d just pat you on the back

He’s still doesn’t always understand how to take care of other people, so if you want/need him to do something all you have to do is ask

He never ever makes you feel bad/embarrassed about anything

“Si, you aren’t going to believe the blood clot that just came out of me.” “I’m proud of you Sweetheart.”

“I just can’t believe he did that to her!” You sobbed, wiping your eyes on your husbands shirt.

“What a bastard.” He growled, wiping a tear from his own eye. He wrapped an arm tighter around you, throwing a few pieces of popcorn into your mouth.

“Get off the screen!” You shouted, throwing a few pieces of popcorn at the TV.

“Ya, fuck off!” Johnny yelled after you tossing a few pieces as well. You both looked at each other before bursting into a giggle fit.

Every time you on your period it seems like Johnny also goes on his

You would think both of you being so emotional would cause problems, but it really makes you feel less alone

He definitely steals higher grade pain meds from the base to help you (Price caught him and started doing it for his own partner)

Absolutely loves to take warm showers with you

This man is also unfazed by bodily fluids ;)

Whenever you feel sick he is on the other side of the door cheering you on

You hated when you got your period and he wasn’t here. It always reminded you of how sucky life was before him and how much spoiled you are now. You pressed yourself deeper into his pillow, inhaling his scent. Your muscles relaxed slightly- but it was nothing compared to the real thing. The pain killers had yet to kick in and your body felt so hot and uncomfortable. Your ears piqued up when you heard the door open.

“Babe?”

“Ky!” You screeched. The ache in your stomach couldn’t stop you from running through the flat to greet him. “What are you doing here? Your not suppose to be home for another two weeks?” You questioned between both of you pressing kisses against each other.

“I can just stay for two days.” He sighed, scooping you up. “I told Cap you weren’t feeling well- and let’s just say being the favorite has its perks.”

If you thought Price was good wait till you meet Kyle He definitely learned it from Price

Total Princess treatment to the max

“Ky, I can tie my shoes.” “Don’t worry bout it love.”

He shows love through acts of service so this is his time to shine ✨

Has a stash of all your favorite snacks/drinks for when the time comes

He usually puts you between his legs and the two of you play video games for the next eight hours- distraction helps take you mind off of the pain

[serejae]

ITS STUPID | BND

pairing : bnd x reader (NO WOONHAK)

genre : fluff

WHAT ! - bnd when your sulky

wc : 1584 | @onedoornet

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SUNGHO :

- i feel like he would be so confused if he didnt know why you were sulky

- i also feel like he would ask some light questions but wouldnt push you to answer. but if he didnt get a answer he would be so confused

- he would spend the rest of the day reflecting on what he did only to get no answer

- it isnt until night time when you both are laying by each other and arent cuddling that he speaks up because he cant sleep without your cuddles :-|

sungho got home and saw you in the kitchen doing the dishes, normally youd wait for him to come home for dinner to eat together but maybe you werent feeling it. he tried starting a conversation only to get short responses, he then asked if you were okay only to get a hum he noticed the slight pout on your face as you gave these responses. after he got freshened up he went to eat dinner alone with only his thoughts. he replayed his whole day, actually no week, maybe month. but he couldnt seem to put his finger on what you were mad at him for. as he made it to your guys room, he noticed how dark the room was letting him know that you were asleep. he sighed and laid down, and for about 30 minutes he keeps his composure before speaking up “baby..baby!” he shook you gently, you hummed tiredly wondering why your boyfriend was waking you up. “what did i do? just tell me and i’ll apologize but i really cant think of a reason hun” he said propping himself up to look at you. “you left the toilet seat up” you said as you yawned seeming to not care anymore, he groaned and pulled the covers over to his side “now im mad at you”

“made me worry for no reason” he mumbled

RIWOO :

- riwoo is a worried man

- he’ll do everything in his power to try and calm you down so by the time you two cuddle he can get you to spill out why you were sulking

- he hates seeing anything on your face but a smile and would do anything. ANYTHING to get it off if it isnt a smile

- but hes a master manipulator like he’ll plan all this out for the perfect timing

as riwoo left the room after noticing you were not joining him in a few minutes like you said, he saw you sitting at your desk typing away on your keyboard. aside from your beautiful face he noticed the big fat pout on your lip making him furrow his eyebrows. riwoo sat on the couch behind you as you did your assignment watching the pout on your lips sit there making him form a pout on his lips as well. he didnt like seeing you bothered or upset by something, so he decided since he knew you wanted to finish this assignment that instead of stopping you he’d take some of the burden off your shoulders. he massaged your shoulders, gave your favorite snacks, and gave you a peck here and there. he could see the way your shoulders relaxed and how slowly but surely the pout on your lips disappeared. and when it finally disappeared fully he left a fat kiss on them as a celebration on his end, afterwards when you finally finish he takes you to your guys room and massages your head letting the stress rest as he listened to you complain about your day. his lips curved up when you mention how you appreciated him helping you. in response he kissed your forehead

“anytime”

JAEHYUN :

- wee woo wee woo someone call the dramatic police !!

- HE WILL NOT SHUT THE FUCK UP!! literally blows your head off with questions before he can leave you alone

- he cannot stand you being mad at him for more than 1.36 seconds and make it 1.17 seconds if your sulky

- so as soon as he notices something off hes begging for forgiveness even if he doesnt know what he did

jaehyun couldnt LIVE with the fact tjat he made the love of his life mad like no, kill him. and he dont even get him started if he didnt know why. he has a pre generated apology in his mind ready to be said with tears and everything. he continued to follow you around the house naming all the reasons you could be mad at him even the most ridiculous. “is it cause i ate the last ice cream bar?” “or did i snore too loud” “ohhh its cause i sent too many of those emoji reactions huh?” he continued talking before you turned around “no, no and no!” “than what is ittt” he groaned stretching the ‘t’. you sighed and laid down on the couch to relax, only to feel a man ontop of you (GET OFF ME!!!!) “JAEHYUN” you shouted “tell me” he repeated and he laid ontop of you. “remember when i said i didnt like liz?” you said giving up this whole cold persona. feeling him nod you continue “you said ‘she isnt that bad!’ but your suppose to agree with anything i say and dislike anything i dislike!” it goes silent for a bit then you hear him go “OHHHHH, noted”

now hes a certified hater with you ❤️

TAESAN :

- like sungho doesnt pester you too much about it

- but unlike sungho he doesnt ask questions but observes your moves, and once he sees the pout he knows hes OUT (laugh.)

- anyways literally spend the whole day spacing out wondering what the fuck did he do, he starts reading old conversations you both had. he makes his brain a computer system tracing back each step (while keeping a straight face)

- he folds when you two are having dinner and its silent. he canr take it anymore and ask you if he did anything wrong in the most nonchalant way he can (hes about to start tweaking)

he spent his whole shower standing there backtracking all his steps, from when he woke up to when he got home. after he got out he proceeded to stay in the bathroom and sit there for 25 minutes and 19 seconds scrolling through your messages to see if he had said something wrong trying to find a mood change for him to have to come home to a pouty partner. after finding nothing he sighed coming out of the bathroom and joins you for dinner. the dinner is silent, your peacefully eating but he pokes at his food not being able to get your sulky face out of his mind. he puts his fork down before looking at you “please tell me what i did” he said plainly trying to mask the fact that hes going to explode. you look at him and tilt your head confused, he picks up on your body language and speaks up again “i dont like seeing you pout, especially if it was something i did, did someone do something did i do something?”. he sees your face change when you realize what he was talking about “you never would believe what my mom did to me today…” you continued

he sighed out of relief realizing he didnt do anything and listened with a smile on his face enjoying his dinner.

LEEHAN :

- he would find it entertaining…(sawry)

- but definitely would take you seriously after having a little analysis in his fish brain he ask you why you were mad

- if it’s something silly hes stares at you for a bit processing it again (fish brain) and lets out a laugh making you more mad

- he composes himself and puts on serious mode. proceeds to indulge in whatever you were mad about, as long as ur happy 🔥

leehan didnt expect for the first thing that he would come home to was a sulky s/o. he had walked home to a quiet house wondering where you were, since you didnt greet him at the door like you normally did. walking into the shared bedroom he saw you wrapped in the blanket without your face visible, walking over to your side he saw you scrolling on your phone with a slight pout on your face. he chuckled a bit catching your attention. when you see him laughing it only makes you more angrier, so you flip to the direction facing away from leehan. your reaction suprised him, he stood there for a moment wondering what he did. he sighed a bit before sitting down on the bed behind you as he rubbed your back, “whats my baby sulky for?” he asked softly. “it wasnt very nice of you to call the fish i sent you ugly.” you said huffing. he then remembered that you two wanted to adopt a fish together and were actively looking for one, and it wasnt until this morning that you sent him a link and he cringed at the photo of the fish. it wasnt the most pleasant to look that in his opinion…after finding out the reason your upset with him, he cant help but let out a laugh. after seeing your face to him not taking you seriously he’d panic a little before drowning you in kisses “we can get the fish, even if its a little strange…”

[kimarii-00]

How would armando react if he is in love with the reader (and the two of them are a couple) but they have a fight of differences and they break up (she leaves him), a few weeks pass and armando doesn't likes her distance, and he doesn't want to lose her, so he does everything in his power to get her back

I follow you! 💗

Break-Up Make-Up

AN: I'm probably going to rewrite this and make this into a fic at some point!

❥ You’re at your breaking point, seriously. How much longer does he expect you to put up with his shit?

❥ He works all day everyday, and only returns at odd hours in the night, if at all. Sometimes you make an attempt to stay up to greet him when he comes in, but it’s rare that you are able to catch him before you end up falling asleep yourself.

❥ The rare times that depriving yourself of sleep actually pays off and you get to see him, he’ll brush you off and answer any questions you may have for him with one worded, half assed answers: “Yeah.” “Nah.” “I’m just tired.” “Mhm.”

❥ You knew his job called for most of his attention, and you knew what you signed up for when you both started dating but you never imagined that it’s be this bad.

❥ You’re starting to think that your relationship is just something he can indulge in whenever he feels like it, which is not often.

❥ Even on his “days off”, he’s working. He’ll get a call from a colleague or something of the sort, and then rush off back into work, kissing your cheek and promising that he’d be back before dinner (He never meets that deadline). If he’s not working, then he’ll blow you off when you try to get him up and out of the house to go do something fun for once. The usual, “Sorry, I’m tired. I’ve been working all week” (like you didn’t know that).

❥ It was another boring day alone in the house you shared, late at night. You didn’t feel particularly tired, so you decided to stay up watching your favorite show until your boyfriend decided to show his face again. You don’t know how long you were up, but your heart skipped a beat when you heard him slide the key into the front door. You were especially excited tonight because, well, it may be cold by now, but you’d made his favorite meal as a thanks for all of his hard work.

❥ You knew he was usually grumpy when he came in due to the lack of sleep, but tonight he was like another man. Another one that you didn’t like.

❥ “Would you please just fuck off, you can’t see I’m tired?”

❥ No matter what other nasty things he said to you that night, that one stung and stuck with you the most.

❥ How does he have the right to treat you like garbage, dispose you when your not needed but then retrieve you when he wants something from you? Who does he think he is when all you wanted to do was show him the meal you worked so hard on, even if it was cold.

❥ “I’m sorry I just wanted to fuckin’ greet you when you finally decide to bring your ass home. I barely get to see your face anymore. This is our first real fucking conversation in— I don’t know how long!” You’d responded to his out of pocketness.

❥ The argument just kept escalating until you reached your breaking point, and you released the bombshell.

❥ “If that’s how you really feel then maybe we should take a fuckin’ brake, since I’m such a damn insect to you!”

❥ “Are you breaking up with me right now?”

❥ You didn’t respond with words but rather actions. You stormed into your shared bedroom, snatched up a suitcase you were sure wasn’t going to fit all of your stuff, but it was big enough for essentials.

❥ You stomped around the room, picking up and packing things you deemed necessary, with him in the doorway trying to get your attention to calm you down.

❥ He didn’t mean for it to get this far.

❥ Once you finished, you shoved your way past him and flung yourself out of the door, taking your car and dialing a friends phone number, whom you were sure would let you crash at her place until you were back on your feet. After all, the two of you lived together, so your decision to leave basically left you homeless.

❥ Armando didn’t see or hear from you for three whole weeks. The time that was spent with you not by his side was damn near the embodiment of hell itself, that is, until he saw you through the peep hole at his front door.

❥ You were half expecting him to not even be at home, you thought he’d drown himself in more work now that you weren’t a factor in his life.

❥ You were surprised by how quickly the door opened and how enthusiastic he seemed. You haven’t seen him like that in a long time and it somewhat weirded you out.

❥ “(Name), I just want to say I’m sorry for—“

❥ “Save it.” You said, “I’m just here to pick up whatever I left behind.”

❥ You watched first hand as the enthusiasm all faded from his face and all he seemed like was a hunk of flesh and bones. Albeit, a hot hunk of flesh and bones, but that’s besides the point.

❥ You walk in and he shuts the door behind you. You walk to where the rest of your things resided and ignore the way Armando followed you around like a lost dog.

❥ “If you’re going to follow me around like that the least you could do it help me load this stuff into my car…”

❥ He nodded and immediately got to work, and you internally face palmed.

❥ This was the man that you fell in love with, not the workaholic asshole that you’ve been dealing with for months on end.

❥ “I am sorry, y’know. About what I said that night… And everything that came before it.”

❥ This caught you off guard, because you’ve only heard Armando apologize a few times, and you don’t think you’ve ever heard an apology by his so genuine.

❥ “I said some things that night too, don’t feel too bad.” You say, acting nonchalant but your mind was racing a thousand miles per second.

❥ “I didn’t even realize how much I worked affected you… Though I guess that’s part of the problem too, right?”

❥ You looked away slightly and nodded, glad he was acknowledging his actions.

❥ “(Name), I miss you. So damn much.”

❥ This caught you entirely off guard but you didn’t reply.

❥ “This house is so empty without you in it. I haven’t even been able to bring myself to work knowing how bad I fucked us up.”

❥ “I can’t forgive you so easily… This was a problem for months along with other things, how am I supposed to be assured that it won’t happen again?”

❥ “I’ll prove it to you.”

❥ He’d royally fucked up your relationship, yet for some reason, he couldn’t seem to find any anxiousness about the process of getting you back… He still loved you, and he trusted that love to guide him into winning your heart back. (He also knew you still loved him, so it definitely wouldn’t take that long… 💀)

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[courtingchaos]

Braised

Line Cook Eddie x Barista Reader

Summary: A long day at work leads to a long night in Eddie’s bedroom.

A/N: woof. I started this back in March? Took me this long to come back to it but I like it. Nay, love it because line cook Eddie is my boyfriend. Also, I need @newlips to know this has lived in my head since January and is the inspiration for this. It’s literally just….so so so much smut.

Warnings: Slight somnophilia (listen you had a long day and he’s got a great mouth), sex, drug use (not for the somno)

18+ NSFW No Minors

“Eddie, I’m really tired.” You giggle when his mouth finds the back of your neck.

“Yeah but I think I found some more syrup back here. Mhm, yep another sweet spot.” He rakes his hands into your hair to pull it up gently so he can get at more skin. It tickles, makes you scrunch your nose at the feel of his lips pecking around.

“Seriously Ed, I’m not gonna be much fun tonight.” It’s not that you didn’t want to fuck around, it was that it had been a Sunday From Hell. You’d shown up to his apartment a sticky mess, a new bleach stain on your favorite work jeans. He’d done nothing but smile and take your bag and usher you off to his bathroom, tossing in one of his big bath towels behind you and promising to have dinner ready when you were done.

Since then, he’d somehow convinced you to sit on his bed with him when you’d gotten out.

You gotta plug your phone in why don’t you sit down I’m sure your feet are killing you let me rub them for you oh why don’t you let me get that knot out of your back no seriously just lay down I’ll give you a little massage no I’m not getting fresh calm down.

You’d gotten comfortable, lightly dozing in the middle of his bed while he made sure the knot in your back never showed up again.

“Feel better?”

You nod and sigh dreamily. He’s shifted up from the edge of the bed to straddling your hips, bent over your back to whisper in your ear. “I can make you feel even better if you want.” He dances his fingers down to run along the edge of the towel.

“Eddie…”

“What if you just lay there huh? Let me take care of you.” He says quietly.

You were tired. You were sore. However the shower had worked a minor miracle and the growing bulge pushed against your ass was changing your mind by the minute. You pretend to contemplate, rolling your head back and forth on the back of your hand that’s propped up under your chin.

“And you’re making me dinner?”

“And I’m making us dinner.”

You shrug lightly. “Can’t complain if I fall asleep.”

“Scouts honor. I’ll leave you alone if you fall asleep.”

“Well I didn’t say that.” You mumble in your skin. His weight shifts forward, planting his hands next to your head. He hovers over you and chuckles. “Are you being a freak?”

“…Maybe. What constitutes a freak?”

“Talkin’ about me fucking you while your asleep’ll do it.”

The towel is the first thing to go, Eddie’s fingers sliding between the terrycloth and your shower warmed skin. It’s pulled free and flung towards the bathroom door, the chill air hitting your clammy skin for only a moment before his big frame is back on you, knees around your hips and hands planting beside your elbows. Your cheek upturned, he leans down to give you a kiss.

“You’re real sweet on me, huh?” You mumble. Out of the corner of your eye you can see the flash of a smile before he dives back down to kiss a trail from your face to your shoulder all the while slowly grinding his hips into you.

“You could say that.” He spends a while on light touches, pulling quite sighs out of you while you relax further into the comforter. You think you might actually be falling asleep when you realize he’s stopped touching you. He gets off the bed for a minute to rearrange and grab his other pillow. He kneels beside you again and taps your hip. When you don’t make a move he grabs you, fingers digging in enough to make you laugh.

“Don’t tickle me!”

“Then move!” The smile is evident in his voice even though you can’t see his face. He jostles you again and you turn your hip up off the bed.

“No, lift your hips up, like-forget it.” He leaves the pillow and yanks you up by the waist, making you tuck your knees up under you to stay up right. He makes a pleased sound and smooths his palm over the curve of your ass.

“You just gonna stare all night?”

“I could.” He says quietly. His finger traces light lines up the back of your thigh and you can feel the heat slowly creeping its way across your hips. It reaches out towards the lingering feeling of his palms pulling you up, where his fingertips had dug in. You were getting used to him moving you around however he wanted, liked it a lot even, just not sure how to ask for it yet. He pulls you out of your thoughts when he tucks the folded over pillow under you and gently pushes you back down.

“Relax.” He coos at you from above. His palm is warm against your ankle where he pulls a little to help you straighten your leg out. Tugs your other leg straight and then settles himself between your knees.

“Eddie-“ Turning your head over your shoulder is a deep stretch, and with your ass in the air slightly you can barely make out his hand hovering near his mouth and his dimples. He tilts his head over so you can actually see him.

“Hey that doesn’t look comfortable or relaxing.” He swats at one cheek, just fingertips, admonishing you. Tucking your chin back to the pillow you hide your smile in the silk. “You trust me, right?” He’s asking you, sincerity laced in his quiet words. You nod your head yes but he makes a sound in the back of his throat. “Tell me?”

“Yeah.” A little breathless, only because he keeps stealing it from you with these kinds of acts. “Of course.” You do. It’s been a few months of actual dating and every time he’s asked it’s been yes (vehemently yes) and still he asks. It’s not like he’s moved on to suspending you from the ceiling, but it makes you a little morose for all the times other people didn’t check in, didn’t ask after simple things.

“Hey.” He gives your thigh a gentle squeeze. He’s gotten so good at reading you, can see when you immediately start to get lost in that maze of thought again. “I can leave you alone.”

“Don’t…don’t leave. I am having fun.” You shift just a little so he can see the side of your face, hair pushed back so he can see your eye glinting in the lamp light. “I mean it.” His dimples match your grin and when his weight shifts up you can feel the smile pressed against your shoulder where he places a kiss. He litters your back with them, going down your arms till he can’t reach them tucked under your cheek. He lays them up your neck until he can feel the tension bleeding away. Plants a big obnoxious one on your cheek, one that gets you to scrunch up your nose again. He runs his hands in between the spaces he misses, fingernails leaving little pink lines down your back, lines that fade after a second. He’s trying to get you back in that relaxed state you were in. Post shower and dewy and looking like a water nymph lounging on his bed.

He’s at your hip, hovering over the black lines of the tattoo there. Breathe hot where it’s trapped between your skin and his face. He runs his hands down the outside of your thighs and back up. Steadies himself while he stretches out between your legs. He shifts around to lean on his elbows, watches the goosebumps fan out and over your skin. You’re good and sunk into the bed so he leans forward and slowly bites down on your left cheek.

Your leg kicks up next to him. “Eddie!” A high pitched squeal of his name makes him laugh around the mouthful of you. He keeps an eye on your face and rests his wrist on the pillow, knuckle barely grazing your pussy. Your hips shift slightly under his mouth and he lets go, admiring the imprints of his teeth before running his tongue over it. Inches his hand up on the pillow enough to slide his finger between between your lips, wasting no time in finding your clit. Circles it slow in tight circles, your sigh loud in his quiet room when he finally touches you how you’ve been wanting him to. He likes watching you like this, soft and relaxed. Knows he’s doing his job at keeping you out of that thought trap when your hips chase his touch. He rests his head momentarily on your ass, the quiet chuckle from you cut off when he slides his finger up and brushes over your entrance. You clench against him gently prodding, canting your hips back to chase his hand when he goes still.

“Hold on.” You hear the wet sound of his mouth and then feel the momentary cool touch of his spit slick finger going in slow until he hits his knuckle. The moan caught in your chest is dislodged when he flutters the fingers of his other hand over your sensitive bud and crooks his finger deep inside you.

“Is that good?”

A slight nod of your head and then a sharp gasp when he spreads you open with two fingers and spits, fingers working to spread it around. “You like it when I make a mess of you?” Another nod, he can see where you’re fisting the pillow under your head, but that’s not what he wants. “Hey.” Firm but gentle, he gets your attention.

“Fuck, yes Eddie please…” You run out of words when he slips another finger in, both now rubbing up against that soft spot inside. He’s taking his time, both hands working at a torturous pace and making you squirm around the bed.

“Told you I’d take care of you.”

“I never doubted you.” You gasp into your hand. He said he’d wanted you to relax but this is having the opposite effect. Between him nibbling on the cuff of your ass and taking his sweet time fingering you, it’s no wonder you’re pulling taut around him. You kick your leg up and try to squeeze at him, trying to keep him in place even though you couldn’t pay him to move.

Eddie speaks lowly. Hushed tones accentuated by the sound of you, wet made wetter from him sneaking his tongue in with his fingers.

“Been waiting all day for this.” His nose brushes along your folds when he replaces his fingers with his tongue. Goosebumps explode over the backs of your thighs when his now free hand lays over your lower back to pin you to the pillow.

“Taste so sweet for me.” He licks a wide tongue from your aching clit to your entrance, tip of his tongue dipping in to taste.

“Eddie I swear…”

“What?” He licks his thumb, pausing for second before gliding it over the tight ring of your ass. A gasp and your legs tightening around him make him look up at you. Your hands gripping the pillow, mouth hung open on a gasp tell him everything.

“You like that?” Another long lick over your center pulls a groan out of you and Eddie is done asking questions. He makes a mess out of you, wet sounds drowned out by your whining and moaning. You babble about his mouth and how good it feels and Eddie preens, doubles down and presses just a little bit more with his thumb. He flicks his tongue over your clit and when you squeeze him between your thighs he speeds up.

He’s been achingly hard since he started this little venture, grinding his hips into the bed with every one of your moans and as much as he enjoys taking you apart like this, he can barely wait to sink into you.

You chant his name when he sucks your clit and your hands look for purchase in the pillow and the sheets. The tremble in your legs barely starts before your pulled tight all around him, low groan from deep in your chest punched out by the rapid flick of his tongue. You’re just off the edge, orgasm rolling through while you huff into the pillow trying to catch your breath when Eddie hauls up. Distantly you hear his clothes hit the floor and he’s between your legs again, cock laying heavy on your ass.

“I take it back.”

“Take what back?” You’re floating in clouds made out of his bed.

“I’ve been waiting all day for this.” He strains out while pulling his hips back and slowly grazing lower and lower till the head of his cock catches and he pushes in. You both groan in unison and he takes his time fully filling you.

“Fuck baby, so fuckin’ wet for me.”

You can’t do much but lay there in awe, boneless and relaxed and letting Eddie do whatever it was he wanted.

“Feel so good for me.” He drags his hips back slow and pushes back in slow and keeps talking low and slow and he’s got you in a trance. Nodding along and agreeing, keening and whining when he pushes right into that perfect spot.

“If you keep doing that I’m gonna cum again.”

“What, this?” He gives a little more on that thrust. “Not yet you aren’t.” He grabs your ass, one hand on either side to use as leverage in this game of torture he’s playing. He lets a line of spit fall from his lips between you two and resumes his previous activity of sliding his thumb over your ass.

“You are a dirty girl.” He teases when you push your hips back into him. “Want me to fuck your ass?” He’s so full of himself, with every right to be. You nod under him, a silent ‘oh’ on your lips.

“Of course you, I’d take such good care of you.” Eddie babbles at the back of your head to try to distract himself. Every ridge and bump slides along his length and sends him closer to the edge and every lurch forward he pauses, not wanting this to be over.

It’s only when he makes you arch your back and he drives down into you that he starts to falter, your second orgasm taking you both by surprise.

“Oh shit, Eddieeddieddie!” You chant his name and push your hips back to keep him inside and Eddie thinks he might just fucking die tonight.

You’re out, hands falling limply beside your head and mouth hanging open. He’s not sure he’s ever seen you so blissed out.

“Oh my god.” Even with you floating off, your pussy grips him, fluttering around his cock in the aftermath of your own orgasm. He’d been playing a game with himself, just as much as with you but he’s nearing the end of his own limits. A thin line of sweat trickles down his back and his nerves are on fire. He holds you open so he can watch where he sinks into you but there’s a faltering in his rhythm. He curses and grips the globes of your ass, nails digging half moons into your skin.

You feel good, you always feel so good and he’s lost his train of thought. Stuck on the wet sucking of your pussy and the soft fat under his hands. He reached his goal in getting you relaxed, so much so that you’ve gone limp under him, little grunts of pleasure when he hits particularly deep. He can let go but he doesn’t want to, this impromptu edging he’s been after slowly killing him and making his eyes roll.

“So fucking good for me, yeah?”

You barely nod, too busy drooling into the pillow to give him a real answer.

“God I love the way-oh fuck honey, do that again!” You flex around his cock and Eddie’s hips stutter before he decides ‘fuck it’. He punches his hips fast and holds you down to keep you in place. Your grunts turn into moans and you scratch at the pulled up bedding, looking for something to hold on to. He fucks you right until it’s almost a mistake, pulls out and paints your back in hot lines, a pained groan vibrating in his chest while he pumps his twitching cock.

He can feel you trembling under him while he tries to catch his breath. One hand holding his softening cock while the other rubs up your leg and over your side.

“That was fucking beautiful baby.”

A slight chuckle from you and he leans over you to nose at the side of your face. “You okay?”

“Uh huh.”

“You don’t have a single worry in that pretty little head, do you?”

“Nuh uh.”

“Good.” He peppers a few kisses against your cheek and you smile lazily.

“I’m gonna go get a towel okay?”

You raise a weak thumbs up and he gives your ass a slap on the way off the bed.

In the time it takes him to find a towel and come back into the bedroom, you’re out fully this time. He lets his eyes wander over your body, moulded into his bed. The slow rise and fall of your back as you slip deeper into sleep and he shakes himself out of his poetic waxing to clean you up before it becomes a problem.

You only stir a little when the cloth hits your skin but Eddie is done quickly, ditching it in favor of tracing light shapes over your back. He smirks at the short red marks along your back where he’d hung on for dear life and it’s only the timer on the stove that’s able to pull him out of his memories, lest he burn the apartment complex down.

“Hey.”

You stir, pulled gently out of your nap. Eddie is crouched beside the bed with his chin hooked on the mattress, watching you blink blearily at him. “Dinner’s ready.”

“Did I fall asleep?” You ask, stretching under the comforter that he must have pulled up over you.

“Like, immediately. Got that NyQuil dick, what can I say?” His laugh shakes the bed when you smack his shoulder lightly.

“Sorry.”

“Don’t be. Much easier to get you under the covers.” He gives you a quick kiss before standing up and holding out your pajamas to you. “You can eat dinner naked if you want, but there’s sauce involved.” He tilts head though and hums. “On second thought don’t, I can help you clean that up.” He wiggles his eyebrows at you and you snatch your clothes out of his hand. Sliding out of bed you march into the bathroom while he whistles after you.

“Jesus christ this is so good.” You say around a mouthful of food. Eddie grins into his fork, cheeks hot with his oncoming blush.

“Yeah?”

You shoot him a look daring him to pick apart his meal. “I’ve never had a turnip before. This is heavenly.”

“Never?”

“No! Especially not whipped!”

He watches you shove a forkful of charred broccolini into your mouth and pretend cry. “I really thought the ribs were gonna win but it’s this fucking broccoli.”

“Broccolini.” He corrects, gently. You roll your eyes and mutter sorry while you dig around your plate.

While earlier had be a spectacular beginning of the night, this is what he looks forward to the most, when he gets to stretch his wings and try new things with dinner for the two of you. Your face always lights up and is swiftly followed by a low growl of ‘oh my fucking god’ when you get first taste. You have yet to give him any critique outside of asking why he was buying you treats instead of making them.

“Eddie, I’m not kidding, this is the best thing you’ve made thus far.” You run your finger around the edge of your plate, gathering up the left over wine sauce. He watches your tongue lap it up off your finger and then watches your tongue glide along the edge of your wine glass, collecting the few remaining drops, momentarily wishing he was a piece of drink ware. “So, question.” You set your glass down pointedly.

“Answer?”

“When are you gonna let me take care of you?” You give him warm look, bottom lip tucked between your teeth.

“You can totally make dinner whenever-“

“No, that’s not all I mean.” You slide off the barstool and round the corner of the counter to where he’s sitting. You lean your whole body into him, hands toying with the loose curl from his clipped back hair. “You always take care of me. If it isn’t dinner it’s in there,” you gesture over your shoulder to his bedroom with your thumb, “or it’s paying for my nails, or taking me on dates. When do I get to do that for you?”

Eddie sighs and looks down at his plate. He doesn’t want an argument to spool out of this. You’ve touched on it before and every time gotten a little defensive about him always spending his money.

“I get joy out of your joy.”

“Okay, and I’d get joy from taking you out once in a while.”

He can see the resolve in your look, the slight pinch of your eyebrows and it’s been too good of a night. “Alright. Later,” he gives you a look, “we’ll talk about you paying for my nails okay?” He can’t get through without laughing and you push him, grinning. He stands and wraps you up tight in a hug, lips buried in your hair next to your ear. “Seriously, I promise. I’ll think of something.”

“Now though, I want to go out on that balcony and smoke that stupid little pink joint you rolled yesterday.” He points toward the door and you huff into his neck.

“It’s not stupid! The papers had little cherry blossoms on them!”

On the balcony Eddie sits in one of the folding chairs while you drag a pillow out with you to sit between his knees. You both sit in silence, passing the joint back and forth and scrolling through your phones. You hold it up for him when you find a funny video and he runs his fingers through your hair between passes. He stops paying attention to whatever he’s reading when you lay your head against his thigh and place a little kiss on the inside of his knee. You’re engrossed in some article, mindlessly nuzzling into Eddie’s leg and he has to take a deep, shuddering breath.

It’s balmy out, a quick breeze pushing through every so often. He’s full of good food and good wine and good weed, the smell of dinner and your perfume filling the air. Your hair is soft under his hand, a small hum from you when he scratches his nails against your scalp. Eddie has to stop himself, has to bite his tongue from blurting it out. It’s only been two months of on paper dating but he knows it in his gut, deep in his bones.

It’s love in the way you loosely wrap your arm around his calf. Love in the way he gets excited to go to the grocery store with you. Love in the way you sigh under him almost every night of the week.

“You okay?” You rest your chin on his thigh, looking up at him. “You got kind of quiet.”

“I-“ he looks anywhere but your eyes, wide and shining in the light filtering up from the parking lot. “I really like you.”

Your smile makes his insides melt. “I really like you too Eddie.”

He feels like a coward, like is leagues away from how he feels but it’s what he’s sticking to. He doesn’t want to send you fleeing out the front door, not when it’s been a basically perfect night. “I really like spending time with you…like this.” He circles his finger around and you laugh, raising an eyebrow.

“Oh I’m sure you do.” You turn around to face him, kneeling on the pillow and running your hands up under his shirt. Your fingers tickle on their way up to rest on his sides. He leans forward to give you a kiss before you lay your cheek against his sternum. He knows there’s no way you can’t hear his heart kicking up, can feel your hands tighten on him and your sigh through the thin cotton.

There’s a rumble of an old Chevy and Eddie watches Jeff pull through the front gate. He’s only got a few more minutes with you like this before his roommate comes in, but it’ll be enough. Hand cradled against your neck, holding you to him he thinks about all the love just under your cheek and hopes maybe you’ll feel it, even if he can’t say it yet.

(Sacrifice for the read more)

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bleak horizons iii.

summary *. ⋆ ⋆·˚ opening up it's not easy, isn't it?

warnings *. ⋆ ⋆·˚ depression, self-harm mention, and disordered eating (not explicitly mentioned but you can clearly see it's there)

author notes *. ⋆ ⋆·˚ helloooo welcome to part 3!!!!!! i think this might be the last part (if u have an idea on how this can continue feel free to tell me. u can send a request or just leave the idea in the comments). also just saying, this stuff is based on MY issues and experiences with mental health, so this might not be truthful to everyone. my insta is @/starsfinder_ if anyone wants to vent or just talk :))

remember you're not alone if you're going through a shitty moment, trust me!! ik everyone says to ask for help, and even if that's soo fucking true i know some people are not listened (even if that's literally a fucking RIGHT). so, as i said, you can dm me <33 take care of yourselves pleaseee. can't stress enough how much i want y'all to know you're not alone. hi. hello. i care!!!!!!!! and i'm here!!!!!! so please listen to me when i say everything's going to be alright :)) i love youuuuuu

also, sorry for any mistakes. i'm sooo tired rn lmao

pt1 — pt2 — pt3

I told you a lie, désolé, mon amour

I'm trying my best, don't know what's in store

The next week, I stepped out of therapy crying. I got into the car, slamming the door.

“Hey,” Ellie says softly, looking at me with her hands resting on the wheel, her gaze full of worry. “You okay?”

“Drive.”

“But—”

“Just drive.”

“Okay.”

Ellie starts driving. I wipe my tears, feeling overwhelmed. My mother had called yesterday and made me feel like shit. I wasn't doing my best at school. Ellie and I hadn't gone out since Christmas. So basically, everything was shit. I've also had urges to relapse, and they're just not going away.

I cry. Ellie drives. This is okay. It's okay. Except that it's not, and I haven't told my therapist anything about myself yet. My mother hasn't spoken to me in weeks, and my father sent a cat video on WhatsApp this morning. And Ellie’s knuckles are turning white from how hard she’s gripping the wheel, which makes my heart ache because I know she cares. It makes me want to tell her everything, but the words are stuck in my throat, and I can't seem to get them out.

We arrive at the apartment a couple of minutes later. Ellie doesn’t immediately open the doors, and I've calmed down enough to answer when she asks, “Baby? Are you feeling okay?”

I nod, looking away. The people that I see walking around look sad.

“I’m fine.”

“It’s okay if you’re not, though,” she says. I stay quiet, doubting it. Ellie nudges me with her elbow, looking for an answer. “Hey.”

“Yeah,” I say. “I know.”

Ellie pats me on the thigh before getting out of the car. I get out, too. I don't bother eating dinner that night; I just go straight to bed and fall asleep.

The next few days felt monotonous. I've fallen back into my sadness, the type that isn't bitter but sweet. It doesn't make me want to relapse. It makes me want to stay in bed more hours than I'd like, takes my appetite away, and leaves me feeling nothing but numbness.

I wake up, go to work, study, attend uni, come home, and sleep. The cycle repeats and repeats, and I'm so, so very tired.

Today, I took the day off. I knew I was too tired to do anything, so I planned to rot in bed. Ellie knocks on the door, but I don't answer. I hear the door creak open and the light from the living room creeping in.

"Hey," Ellie says, her voice coming from behind me. "Mind if I lay next to you?"

"It's fine," I say with a hoarse voice. I feel the bed sink at my side, and then Ellie is behind me, wrapping her arm around my torso and nuzzling her face into my neck, leaving a kiss right there. I feel cozy and comfortable. I don't know if this will last. I hope it does because it's a feeling I've never experienced before—someone comforting me? That has never happened.

"Do you want to talk about what's going on?" she asks. I stay quiet. "I care about you. I'm worried."

I do want to talk about it, but at the same time, I don't.

"I'm fine."

"You always say that… You haven't gotten out of bed since you came from work, and the frozen lasagna you were going to make for yourself last weekend has been in the fridge since then." She stays quiet for a second, her fingertips caressing my arm. "You're not doing fine, baby."

Millions of thoughts go through my head. Thoughts I don't say. I don't want her to leave; I don't want her to see how I feel.

"I'm trying, though." It's easy to say since Ellie isn't looking at my face directly. Tears threaten to spill from my eyes. I blink them away; I blink, blink, and blink again. Fast.

Ellie stays quiet, her breath tickling my neck. She kisses the back of my head again, her hand holding mine. I hold it to my chest. "I know. But you don't have to be alone in this."

That hits me like a truck. I wasn't expecting to be held by her, let alone her saying I don't have to be alone. A tear falls from my eye, landing on the pillow. I sniff, and Ellie holds me tighter, not saying anything. She tucks a strand of hair behind my ear with her free hand and kisses my temple.

"I'm sorry," I say, in a moment of pathetic weakness. She hugs me even closer.

"Hey, no. Don't apologize. C'mon, turn around."

I let go of her hand, turning around. Her left hand cups my face and she kisses my cheek, then my forehead, and then she kisses the tears that fall on my cheeks. When she pulls away, she gives me a small smile, "You're going to be okay."

She doesn't want you. She's your friend; she doesn't want you. She will fall in love with you, not your brain nor your scars, and when she finds out about the way you think, she'll leave.

I wake up on Ellie's chest, it feels good to be comforted, I've found. Her phone is on the nightstand, so I just reach it and look at the time. It's eight o'clock. I've fallen asleep for two hours. I try to make myself more comfortable on her chest, attempting not to wake her, but my movements fail and she stirs.

"Hey," she says, her voice still laced with sleep. "What time is it?"

"It's still night," I say, closing my eyes. "We slept for two hours.'

"Feeling better?" I feel comfortable enough to shake my head. "Do you want to talk about it? I told you, I'm worried. And don't bullshit me with the whole 'I'm fine' shit, yeah?"

I stay quiet as her thumb caresses my back, "Did I tell you why I'm going to therapy?" Ellie shakes her head. "Well—back home I had some… issues. Mental health stuff related. I kept going back to depressive episodes. And one day I just asked for help from my mom, because I—I just couldn't stop self harming."

"Baby," Ellie says, hugging me tighter and kissing the top of my head. "What happened? Did your mother react well?"

"Yeah. Surprisingly. I got help. Got better. Sometimes it comes back, and I still get urges sometimes, but I can control it. It isn't as bad as it was before. But lately, it's just—yeah."

"You don't do that anymore, do you?" She asks, worried.

"No," I shake my head. "Not anymore."

"And what about the urges, do you still get them?" I nod, slowly. Ellie plays with my hair. "And therapy? Is it helping?"

"I haven't told her anything, yet. I—I don't know, I can't talk about it."

"What if I go to the next session? If you're okay with that, of course. If you still don't feel comfortable we can look for another therapist or another way to get you help."

I hide my face in her chest when she says the last word. I don't know why I've been refusing to get help. I don't know why I don't like that word. I sigh as Ellie stops playing with my hair and begins rubbing my back.

"I think—I think I would like it if you go with me."

"Okay. Okay, then. I'll go." The room falls to silence again for a few seconds. I feel ashamed for telling her. "I'm sorry you have to go through this… I wish I could do more."

"You're doing more than enough," I assure her. It's my time to hug her tighter. "You’re the first person I’ve talked to about this."

"Yeah?" She seems surprised. "I'm glad you talked to me. I'm here for you if you need anything—I mean it. You just have to tell me, I will listen… You could've told me sooner."

"I'm sorry."

"Hey, don't apologize. I’m just saying, I'm here for you. I've been there for you, always. And… is there something I can do to help?"

"Just be there," I say. "That's enough."

"Mhm, I'll stay."

I think she wants you, a little voice in my head says. I think she loves you, and I don't think she'll ever leave.

Maybe I'll be okay, after all.

[afictionalwhor3]

Daddy's Little Girl

A/N: Ik this isn't top gun but I was looking through my drafts and thought this was the cutest ever so I decided to post :)

Warnings: Reader and Chris get into a little argument and Chris is a little sad but other than that fluff.

Mob!Dad!Chris Evans x Wife!Mom!Reader

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You missed the days when all Bella could do was babble incoherently in your and Chris' arms. She had recently turned four and you felt like time was going so fast. Too fast. She was more talkative than ever and just as curious. She was always asking questions and learning new words. Bella's new favorite pastime has become interrupting Chris when he has meetings at home.

Since before Bella was born, you knew she was going to be a daddy's girl. Chris has been promising her the world since the day you two found out you were pregnant. If it wasn't for you, she would probably already have an island named after her and a pony. The man could run all of Boston and more, but when his little girl wanted ice cream for breakfast, she got ice cream for breakfast.

No matter how hard he tried he couldn't tell his little girl no. Even when she would come and interrupt his meetings. He didn't have the heart to look into her eyes that reflected yours and say no. Time was always going by so quick and sooner than he'd like to. There's going to be a time when she doesn't come running to him, so while he still can he will always welcome her with open arms. You know how serious Chris' meetings can get, and because he can't say no, you do your best to keep her as far from his office as possible.

Chris was having one of his most intense meetings yet. He had told you of some of the problems they were having with shipping. Product was going "missing", getting stolen on routes, and mysteriously "disappearing". They had been going at it since dawn so you have done your very best to keep Bella distracted all day. You took her to the park this morning, then to your get nails done, then ice cream, until she started to get tired and you had to come home.

After her nap, you had to come up with new distractions. It started with dinner and then watching TV together, and now you and Bella are playing dolls together in her playroom. You had reservations about leaving her alone, but you really needed to pee. It was only thirty seconds. You could leave her alone for thirty seconds, but you knew you'd have to be quick.

"I gotta run to the bathroom Bella. Stay here, don't move" You say and Bella doesn't pay you any mind as she continues to play with her dolls. "Bella Grace look at me," You say and she finally looks you in the eye "Do not leave this room okay?" You say looking at her pointedly as you stand up.

"Yes mama" She says then goes back to playing. You take another look at her before quickly making your way to the bathroom.

All Bella had to do was wait for the bathroom door to click and she bolted out the door. She made sure to stay as quiet as possible while she quickly sprinted to her dad's office. She couldn't help herself. She hadn't seen him all day.

"I don't give a shit about that Grillo! Where the fuck is my product?! It doesn't magically go missing!" Chris says standing up and slamming his hands down on his mahogany wood desk. Grillo was in charge of all the shipping and exports. At this point, Chris was fed up with his b.s excuses. He and his top men had been at this since the sun came up. He hasn't eaten, or seen his wife or his little girl all day and the best they could give him was excuses? Unacceptable.

"Maybe you should calm do-" Anthony starts to say before Chris cuts him off. He could feel the vein sticking out of his neck

"You want me to calm down? We've been going at this all fucking day and we aren't any step closer to figuring out what the fuck is going on! One of our most profitable forms of revenue is falling to pieces! All of you are lucky I don't fucking fire you! I pay you all for what?! So you can sit here and waste my fu-" and it's Chris' turn to stop when he sees the door start to open. He figures it's you and now he gets worried because he knows you would only come in if it was an emergency.

Chris' team looks at the door expectantly when all they hear are giggles. Chris lets out a breath and tries to hide a smile as Bella's curly hair comes into view. Chris hears her laugh and her little footsteps as she runs around the expensive leather furniture to her dad. Chris picks her right up and kisses her forehead while she smiles like it's Christmas morning. Bella lays her on his shoulder pushing her hair out of her face and Chris can't help the own smile that takes over his face. He's spent quite literally all day pissed off and in a bad mood, so seeing one of his favorite girls is definitely already making him feel better.

"Where's mama baby?" Chris asks kissing her forehead. Any rage Chris might've been feeling suddenly dissipated while the most trusted members of the Evans family mob watched on. Almost all of them were used to the soft side of Chris that he reserved for you and his little girl.

"Bathroom. I escaped" She says giggling and Chris sighs just as you come through the door. You look around and Chris can see the worried look on your face.

"It's okay y/n. I got her," Chris says as you see Bella resting in his arms. You walk over and place your hands on your hips.

"Bella Grace I thought I told you to stay put. You can't keep disturbing your dad while he's working." You say putting your hands on your hips.

"It's okay y/n. She came in at the perfect time" Chris says looking at you. You hated when he undermined you like this, but you knew this was not the time or place to bring this up. "Meeting over. All of you get the hell out of here and find the answers I want," Chris says as everyone gets up to walk out. Anthony and Sebastian hang back to briefly talk to Chris and say hello to the two of you. After a few minutes however, they join the crowd and leave. When you look at Bella again she is on the verge of sleeping when Chris says,

"Go lay down. I'll put her in her bed for the night. I'll meet you in the room in a minute" He says kissing you softly before you pull away and make your way to the room. Chris can tell you're pissed at him but for now, focuses his attention on getting Bella in her pj's and in bed.

Getting back to yours and Chris' shared room you fall on the bed suddenly realizing how tired your are. The plush of the comforter welcoming you in. Keeping a wild four year old entertained all day was a lot harder than people sold it out to be. You could feel your eyes starting to drift closed when you hear Chris walk into the room.

"Hey I'm sure you're pissed I didn't do anything about her coming in the room but y/n I really can't say no to her. And she really did come in at a good time because I swear I was about to blow a gasket." Chris says coming to stand in front of you so you sit up.

"That's great Chris but you know I hate when you undermine me like that. Not only in front of the guys, but in front of Bella. It teaches her that she doesn't have to listen to me or anyone because you are always gonna be there to bail her out. I love your relationship with her I really do but it's unfair that I constantly have to be painted as the bad guy when I try to introduce any form of discipline," You express to Chris trying your best not to turn this into a screaming match. Chris gets down on one knee so he's eye level with you.

"I'm sorry y/n I really am. It is never my intention to undermine you I swear to that. It's just when I look at her I see so much of you. It's not an excuse but I can't tell you no either, I never could and I never will. And with Bella, she's only gonna be this small for so long. I can't even believe she's already four. Eventually there's gonna be a point where she doesn't run to me. Where she won't care enough to interrupt my meetings or she'll get too big to jump in my arms. I think I'm so scared for that day I don't want her to have any reason to start any sooner." Chris says looking at you his blue eyes slightly glossy as he looks at you and you sigh. You pull him into you and he wraps his arms around your frame and rests his head on your chest. You use one hand to play in his hair,

"I'm sorry Chris. I honestly never it saw it from your point of view. And I don't want you to think I'm mad at you either, it's just I don't want to be seen as the bad guy all the time cause I'm tryna prepare her for the world. I know you're scared about her outgrowing you but I promise she won't Chris. No matter how old or big she gets, she will always be daddy's little girl. And whenever she needs advice you will always be one of the first people she runs to. I can promise you that Chris," You say as Chris looks up at you. You press a soft kiss to his lips,

"Thank you y/n I really needed to hear that. And I promise to do my best to start trying to enforce rules with her as well. I promise." He says and you smile giving him another kiss.

"Thank you baby. Now when was the last time you ate? It's late and I need to make sure you get something in your system" You say looking at him curiously. Chris picks you up forcing you wrap your legs around his waist and gasp.

"I got a perfect meal right here," He says making you giggle as he lays you higher on the bed and spends a better part of the night pleasuring your body. While you lay soundly asleep on his chest he already has plans in motion for the cook to make all your and Bella'a favorite breakfast foods. Because at the end of the day, he wanted nothing but the best for his two favorite girls.

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Happy ending(?)

Yuri (Izone) x Male Reader x Minju (Izone)

Length: 15876

Previous part

TW: Violence, A bit of gore, blood

“So, let's talk”, You start fidgeting with your hand nervously as you read the anger that's painted all over your sister's face. “Did something happen?” Minju hugged me and extended her hand to pat Yuri's head. “Last night, her parents came to me and started berating me for no reason at all, so you better explain what happened”, Yuri just rested her head on your shoulder. “Alright, yesterday me and Yuri went to eat at her grandma's place……” You take the responsibility of retelling the story. “Fuck, now I'm caught up in it”, Eunbi is reconsidering about the vague blessing she has given you. “Yuri, I'm sorry but I'm sure things will work out one way or another”, Minju can immediately realise why Yuri is feeling down.

“Thanks Min”, Minju and you are trying to make a plan on how to cheer Yuri up. “What are you three planning to do now?” You do have a plan formulating. “Minju, why don't you take Yuri out on a date”, Which happens to be what Minju is planning. “Today? I want to stay with you”, Yuri frowned, “You should go out and take your minds off this whole thing for now”, Also you need to talk with her parents. “Fine then, when and where are we going Min?” Good, now just formulate a good speech that will win her parents heart. “I know a place, besides I know one thing that we have been putting off. I'm sure you'll like it”, Yuri took awhile to realise what Minju meant, “I see, let's finish that up today”, She needs some stress relief.

“Alright, let's get ready then, you can use my clothes”, The two get their farewell kiss from you before leaving. “So, things are going a bit rough”, You went and told Eunbi your date with Minju as well. “So, let me get this straight, your other girlfriend is one of the richest girls in Korea?” Your calm attitude only made her even more angry. “Do you have any idea how big of a deal that is”, Frankly no, “I mean her mom kinda gave me her blessings, although I'm not sure if it's a test I should talk to her”, How long would the queue for an appointment with her, 2 years? “You…. I can't, I can't deal with you”, Eunbi decided to just stand up and leave you alone. “So are you taking us to a double-ish dinner with your boyfriend or not?” At least, at the very least you hope that you can get your family approval.

“Your death, didn't they hate it when you start talking to other girls?” Wait, hold on, “What?” She laughed. “I lied bro, I don't have a boyfriend, I have a girlfriend”, Huh, wait a minute. “Didn't you offer me a condom once?” She shrugged before leaving, “Does she have a dick?” You didn't get any answer. Alright, planning time…… the plan is, Hail Mary this shit.

“You? Where's Yuri?” Yuri's mom answered the door, “She's out with Minju, can we talk?” She looked down at you with visible anger and disdain, but she stepped aside and let you in. “Honey, come down here”, She sat you down at the dinner table, there are only 2 instances where they pulled you here to have a serious talk. One when your parents died, one when you and Yuri get caught drinking some alcohol while being underage. Yuri's father came down, he had the silent disappointment on his face, he sat next to his wife. “So? What is there to talk about?”

While you were busy dealing with the in-laws, your girlfriends are having a relaxing shower, together of course. “Yuri, come on talk to me, I know what you're thinking and I don't want you to get drowned in anxiety and insecurity. Me and oppa won't abandon you”, The shower may hide her tears but Minju can still see that Yuri is crying. “I just don't know, okay? The one thing I had against you is that I have my parents' support. Now you have yours and I'm kicked out of the house”, Minju pulled Yuri to her embrace. “Listen, we're not competing anymore okay? Stop that, just leave it in the past. Oppa is right, we have a good thing going and I don't want to lose it. Frankly, I've been liking you a lot more recently. Not just as a friend, or a…… what do you call it? Sister wife? I like you too, okay Yuri, so I promise I will never talk oppa to leaving you. Oppa will never leave you and god forbid but if he wanted to I'll beat some sense into him”, The two looked at each other for a moment.

The heat from the shower seems to be covered with the sudden rise of sexual tension between them. Minju leaned in, seeing this, Yuri just closed her eyes bracing for impact. The two pairs of lips met each other, sending warm sensations that bloomed in between them. 

She's so warm, and tender. Is this how oppa felt when he kissed her? Is it the same when he kisses me?

She's so meek and scared, you poor thing. I can still taste oppa's white nectar on her, and even his smell. 

Slowly Minju’s tongue slipped into Yuri's mouth, the latter waited patiently for the former's move. Minju wrapped her tongue around Yuri's, unlike when she's with you, Minju can't get Yuri to match her aggressiveness. She likes taking control but it feels like Yuri is just being a helpless victim in her hand, which isn't bad, but it's such a different feeling with your animalistic behaviour when you're with Minju. One of Minju's hands travelled up to Yuri's boobs and pinched it. “Ahhhh, Min”, You were right, Yuri is too cute. “Sssshhh, let me show you how to pleasure a woman”, Minju's lips travelled down to Yuri's neck. “Ooohhhh, Min”, Her whimper is just a good fuel to Minju's hunger. 

“You know I'm kinda jealous with these”, Minju grabbed both of Yuri's tits making the latter moan. “Yours is nice too”, Minju smiled and wrapped her arm around to grab both of Yuri's asses. “Guess on this one we are matched”, Yuri nodded, her face all flushed now. “I haven't done this in a while now”, Minju buries her face between Yuri's tits and motorboat it a little bit. Then she bites the cleavage of the left one. “Oooohhhh, Min, not too rough”, Minju smiled before kissing her way to Yuri's nipple. Without a warning she bites on it, making Yuri gasp from the sudden pain and pleasure she's feeling. “Min, that's so….” There's no need to finish it. Minju smiled proudly and started sucking on Yuri's nipple and played around with it using her tongue.

The pleasure made Yuri lose control of her own body. She started swaying left and right, and sometimes tried to step back away from Minju. Minju's hands are firm so every time Yuri tries to move away her grips tighten on her ass and force her to stay in place and pull her back. “Min, it feels good”, Minju decided to have enough breast play and pushed Yuri to the wall, away from the overhead shower. Normally Yuri will feel the sudden chill and coldness of the wall but her body is too worked up right now.

Minju's hand travels down to Yuri's pussy, it's dripping, and the stickiness of the fluid days that it's not from the shower water. “Aaaahhhhhh, Min”, One finger went in, then two, then three, and then it started pumping in and out. “Do you like it, Yuri?” The meek girl nods, then her eyes travel down to Minju’s pussy and slowly, so does her hand. “Oh? Be gentle Yuri, follow my lead”, Yuri have masturbated before, it was only once or twice before you all started dating. However once you go out, during her sleepless nights without you she always gets so horny. Fingering her own pussy and another girl’s pussy feels different. She never noticed the squirms and constricting feelings when she finger herself, but when she tried to finger Minju every little movement it did enthralled her.

“Ooohhhh, you're pretty good at this aren't you?” The two smiled at each other before they delved into a passionate kiss. Yuri is still submissive, but she responded to Minju's advances which pleased Minju. “Fuck, I'm cumming”, Minju was too distracted with Yuri's hand that she didn't realise what the latter said. “Yuri”, “Minju”, The two had a simultaneous orgasm, Despite Yuri leaning to the wall her legs still become all wobbly so Minju had to hold her with her free hand. “Fuck, that was nice”, It was, unfortunately you weren't there, “Babe gonna be so mad when we tell him about this”, The two silently agreed they will make it up to you. “So, we're buying some lingerie after?” 

“I just don't understand how you think this will be a healthy relationship”, Whew, it's nice to know your girlfriends are having fun while you're trying to have a peace talk over here. “We are healthy, we compliment each other, help each other. And before you say anything about Minju and Yuri's relationship I should remind you that Minju was the one who proposed to have a date together”, Somehow, you don't feel those weird jealous feelings anymore.

“Yeah? And what if they leave you? You really think they're happy having to share you because of your indecisiveness? One day they'll wake up and find out there's so much more options out there for them to take”, She's right, there's a chance for that. “And they will leave, but I don't think you two understand Yuri, much less Minju. I'm not gonna be here so brazen and ask you to give us a chance if I didn't think this relationship will work. We have plans already to keep it on the down low for now. However after meeting Minju's mom we felt confident. We agreed that whatever we have is serious, and we will commit to it. You don't have to understand it, just accept it for now. Let us go through with this arrangement and we'll show you that we are not messing around. We'll show you that what we have, is something promising and beautiful”

Well, it was a decent speech, unfortunately it's not enough to convince them. “We really don't like it, not to mention that Minju girl is a chaebols that could ruin our life. Sorry kid but we are not approving this”, You tried, “Then I'm afraid, you have no other choice”, They'll come around, one day. “She's our daughter and we get-”, You just slam the door behind you not bothering to give them any courtesy. Now what?

“Fuck, this such a shit idea”, Nevertheless you just try it, who knows, maybe it works. You returned back to your house and went to take a shower. Going to Yuri's parents house reeking of sex was a conscious decision to show them that you and Yuri don't care about what they say. However now you should definitely make sure you present your best self. Looking at your suit from two days ago you realise you still haven't sent this to the dry cleaner. “Fuck, dad gotta have some suit”, Reluctantly you walk to their bedroom door, your heartbeat going crazy as flashes of that night came back to you. “Fuck, hope you have a good taste dad”, You swallow those memories down and walk into it.

Surprisingly, your dad does indeed have a good taste. It's a little big for you, but not that noticeable. His shirt is too formal, you don't want to look too desperate. Thankfully the girls have bought you some decent clothes, so you used your own shirt and a sweater over it, of course with the suit. A nice slim fit khaki pants and your dad's leather shoes, you think it's decent. “Looking good kid”, Minho also thinks it's decent, “So your dad will also be there?” He shook his head, “Dad will come for dinner, where your girlfriends will come. For now you go talk to mom first”, Well that's reassuring.

“So, are you gonna meet her too?” He shakes his head again, “I have lunch with my girlfriend, so good luck kid I'll be cheering for you”, Just like Minju, her mom has a very expensive taste when it comes to food. “You're here, take a seat kid”, You and her are in a private room of the restaurant, not even a waitress is here. “Good afternoon ma'am”, You bow before sitting in front of her. “I must say I'm surprised when Minho said you want to talk to me. Did you had a fight with Minju already?” It'll be very disappointing if you and her already break up before her mom gets to see a spectacle.

“No, first can I ask, did you mean it? The idea you gave me back then?” Oh, it seems you are going to put on a show for her. “Hmmmm, do I? Maybe, are you seriously considering it?” You nod, “Good, go ahead and do it. Minju deserves to get everything she wants, and if your girlfriend is as beautiful as she said then having her as an extra partner would make her very happy”, Minju talked to her about Yuri? “She told you about Yuri?” She nodded while smiling. “Well, then I have something to tell you”, Her mind immediately raced quickly while her eyes were picking up on every single little motion you made and any changes in emotions on your face.

“Oh my, you three are already dating, and you told me about Yuri the first time we met because you want to plant the idea that there's a love triangle happening here”, You're not really surprised she quickly grasped it, the woman deals with lots of rich people on a daily basis. Reading and deducting people's words are probably her specialty. “Now this is interesting, so why tell me now not then”, Of course she knows why, she just wants to hear you put it into words. “You'll find out eventually, I'm not a good liar, Minju is your daughter so she can't really keep secrets from you. Obviously telling it to you on the first day because it will set a bad first impression. We planned, well I did, to tell you about it back then and have you acknowledge her existence. The idea was to let our relationship ride for a few months and after that we go out and tell you everything. That way you know we've been going strong for a while and we have a higher confidence in defending our relationship”, Satisfying answer, she's happy with your reasoning and your eloquence.

“So why are you telling me now? Something happened right?” 

“Yes, Yuri's parents and I are very close, they practically take care of me ever since my parents death”

“I'm sorry about that”

“Thank you, I'm sure you already ran a background check on me”, She smiled and shrugged.

“Anyway, after how…… open you are to the idea Yuri wanted us to tell her parents. You have to understand, one other reason on why we haven't tell you yet was because there's still some insecurities between us”

“Of course, the three of you are scared to be left by the other two”

“Correct, Yuri is especially scared of Minju. Minju is richer and much more powerful than she can ever hope to be. The one thing she can brag about is how her parents has practically accept me as their son”

“I see, they didn't take the relationship well?”

“No, yesterday we had a talk with them and things turned sour. Today I asked Minju to take Yuri out on a date so I can talk to her parents alone”

“Did they want to meet us?”

“No, they doubles down and want to break our relationship”

“Hmmm, now this is interesting, you want some advice from me?”

“No, I thought you would be smarter than this?” *Smiles sarcastically*

“Oh? Go on, piss me off”, She really wants you to push the boundaries more. She finds this type of insubordination to be amusing, she got bored of all the people licking down her feets.

“Hehehe, I'll jab you again when you make an opening. Back to the topic, I want to tell you this so I can bring Yuri to our dinner and have your help in telling Minju's dad. I'm desperate to have an approvals at least from one of my parents-in-law”

“Oh, now that's surprising. I'm an open person and I don't mind giving you three chances if it looks promising. However my husband is different, and telling him so soon might not be a good idea”

“Then I won't come to the dinner with Minju. I know I have to come because the whole family wants to check me out. Minho would be neutral, taking the side that would lead to a much more hilarious outcome. So I need at least your blessing to make sure they didn't just flat out hunt my family down and send them to the bottom of the ocean”

“Ahhhhh, very perceptive. Now let's bargain then”

“What do you want me to do?”

“If things go well, I want you to marry Minju”, Not what you expect, but also, not what you want to do.

“I can't do that, I can't just marry her and leave out Yuri”

“We'll pay for the marriage and everything else. We'll make you rich”

“On the cost of Yuri's heart”

“Well have her marry Minju then”

“I don't think same sex marriage is allowed here yet”

“I can deal with it”

“Oh, right, rich people stuff”, How is that fair?

“Hehehe, you want us to pull some strings and allow polygamy”

“No, same sex marriage is a widely accepted, what's the correct word? Practice? Whatever, it already passed in a lot of countries, and many Koreans, a decent amount of them also already wanted it to be legalised here. Polygamy is heavily frowned upon in most places. On top of that the people that do want it to be legalised are not vocal at all, nowhere near the LGBTQ community. Passing that law out of nowhere will cause major spotlights. I'm sure there's not many people who are eager to get married to multiple wives. So there's a chance the three off us will be the first one to do it which will definitely get the media attention”

“Impressive, you're smarter than what I expected”

“Well, you don't really know me-, you checked my grades didn't you?”

“Such an underachiever”

“Anyway, can you cover for me tonight?”

“Well, that depends, why don't you tell me more about how you three came to be”, Quite a warm afternoon you have. Minju’s mom is thoroughly pleased hearing your story. It's been awhile since she found some intriguing love story, and yours being a real life experience made it a plus.

“You look good Yuri”, Yuri knows it, “I should keep my hair short from now on”, She's thrilled to surprise you later. “You don't want to get a new haircut?” Minju shakes her head, “I like it when oppa ran his hand through my head”, For a second they felt the fire of competition rise again. “Come on, let's move”, For now though, they have other matters to deal with first. 

The two were driven to a secluded warehouse out of the city. A place, perfect to release their stress and finish the job. There were 2 guys waiting by the door, and they led the girls inside, to find 5 guys tied up. “Oh, nice to see you guys”, The four of them felt their heartbeat rising seeing the two people that just walked in. Anger, frustration, and fear, it's overwhelming them. The last few weeks have been a downward spiral for their life. First they got kicked out of school, then their parents lost their jobs, and their house suddenly got an eviction notice. The police knocked on their door informing them of an investigation of assault and battery, alongside a civil lawsuit for beating a helpless kid. To top it all off, the police took them in and held them in the holding cell for a week. Now, they suddenly woke up yesterday in this foul dark room while being tied up.

The moment they see who walks in, they just snap. Their muffled scream and eyes full of anger seems to raise the sadistic side of the two girls. “Hey guys, it's so nice to see you here. Remember me?” Their screams only got louder, “Min, is this really okay?” Yuri wants nothing more than to break this guy's but he's still anxious about the two bodyguards around them. “Oh relax Yuri, they won't say anything. No one will know, not even babe”, Yuri made a mental note later to ask if Minju has done this before. “Now, let's get down to business okay? You four have committed a grave sin of hurting our boyfriend. So, obviously we are here to punish you. Your sentence is death. How do you plead?” They screamed again, “Understood, Yuri, would you like the first turn?”

Skip ahead if you dont want to read some torture

Yuri glanced at the all sorts of equipment they have on the table near them. “I'll be happy too”, A hammer, of course, what else would a brute like her use. “I remember that you punched oppa's cheek right? Oh how much I wish I could rip your cheek apart right now”, Yuri gently ran her hammer through the guy's cheek. “This one looks like it can do that”, Minju pulls out a thin looking knife. She saw this type of knife before, one that her chefs use to cut some thin slices of Jamon Iberico, maybe it can be used to make some thin slices of human skin as well.  “For now, let's do this first”, Yuri pulled up her hammer and swung it hard to the poor guy's face. A muffled *crack* could be heard followed by a pained scream.

“Tckkk, this isn't fun when you get gagged”, Yuri stood up and took a small surgical knife from the table. “Now don't move, or I might accidentally cut you”, The guy is so preoccupied with the pain he had on his cheek that he didn't register the knife that's piercing through his other cheek. “FUCKKKK”, The sweet melody of suffering is invigorating for the girls. The guy tried to lunge at Yuri but the knife she’s holding just slipped upward. It penetrated his eyes making him scream even louder. As he instinctively pulled back, the knife got stuck on his eyes. Time moves slowly for Yuri, she can see how the guy's eye is being stretched like a rubber before the tension causes it to rip. Fascinating, Yuri keeps a close watch as the guy was squirming on the ground. “Your hand, they ruined my oppa's fragile body”, She picked up her hammer again, her legs stomped on his hand and held it to the ground. “Please, I'm sorry”, *crack*, “Aaaahhhhhh”, He can only watch as Yuri completely turned the bone in his hands to dust.

“This is kinda fun”, Yuri starts laughing as she stands up, “You're insane”, Oh yes, the last ditch effort to spat on her. “Should I end it fast? No, let's get your leg”, He tried to scurry away but Yuri kicked him on the head causing him to get dazed. “Now for this, I need a bigger hammer”, She took the two handed hammer that's almost as heavy as her body and returned to him. “Now, don't move”, The thrill of this torture is getting to her. She aligned her hammer on his knees before he swung up and stomped it to the ground. Unfortunately the guy moved his leg making her hit the concrete ground. “Haaaaa, you're such a rebel, just sit still and let me have fun”, Yuri used her leg to stomp on his thighs before stepping on it and used her other leg to stomp on his ankle. “Now, this feels awkward, but this should work”, Aligning her hammer to his knee again, he swung forwards before down to hit the knees between her legs.

Another *crack* can be heard, the impact of the hammer caused his leg to bend inward. His fibula broke and pierced through his skin sticking out of his leg. “Aaaaahhhh, please, just let me go”, He cries, every single cell in his body is screaming of pain, he wants to run, but deep down, he knows there's only one way this will end. “Alright, let me finish this”, Yuri walked up, having the guy's torso lay between his legs. Raising her hammer up, she's ready to destroy the guy's chest. In normal condition he would try to kick her and escape, however, the impending death is just too sickening for him. The hammer swung down, leaving a loud cracking noise, it left a crater on his chest and sent blood flying. The warm blood that splashed to Yuri's hand didn't even register for her, so she raised her hammer again and swung it down.

Over and over again she keeps swinging the hammer. Blood, bones, innards, they all fly all over the place. Every time Yuri raised her hammer over her head, blood and chunks of flesh or organ fell on to her. The realisation sinked in for the other victims, they are dead. The two bodyguards just stare at the show with no remorse nor disgust. Minju is getting horny, why does the sight of blood arouse her so much? “Aaaahhhhh, sorry Min, I got carried away, go on, your turn”, Minju smiled and helped clean some fleshy remains that caught up on Yuri's hair before she took a plier from the table.

“One of you go hold his hand for me”, One of the bodyguards forcefully grabbed the next victim's hands. “I remembered you, it seems my oppa has caused some damage to you right?” Despite your pathetic attempt at fighting them, you did manage to claw some of them and leave scars. This one in particular got his lips scratched by your desperate attacks. “Haaaa, you ruin oppa's nails, and even dirty it”, Minju opened up her plier and grabbed his nails. “Naughty boy”, In one pull she ripped his nails out of his finger. “Hmmm, are you crying? Come on I just started”, Minju smiled and grabbed his other nails, the guy let out a muffled moan, “Please”, Minju pulled another nail out.

After taking all the nails out of his fingers, Minju grabbed a drill like equipment. “I've seen this in a movie before, let's see if it works the way I think it is”, The bodyguard turned him to the side, Minju put the drill on to his ears. “Well, I guess drill is just a drill anyway”, Slowly she turned the handle, “AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH”, He could only scream as the drill slowly pierced through his ears, it was a slow and very painful experience. “Can I just pull this?” Minju pulled the drill back out, ripping its way through the man's ears. “Hmmmm, let's try this one”, Minju is experimenting through all the tools available. Skinning, cutting, penetrating, ripping his skin, all sorts of stuff. Unlike Yuri's victim, Minju’s just slowly die from all the pain and blood loss he gets. His body looks horrifying, Yuri's murder victim has his chest turned into a fleshy, bloody mess, Minju’s victim is very much intact, with hundreds of different injuries all over him. “Haaaa, your turn Yuri”

Their screams of horror and suffering echoes through the empty warehouse. It was a sight to behold, honestly you probably shouldn't. “Now, last one, let's team up, Yuri”, They left Jin for last. Out of everyone there, Jin betrayed you, hurt you emotionally. So for him, they took their sweet, sweet time. Slow and precise, inflict as much pain as they can without having him lose consciousness or die from blood loss. Once the sweet release of death was given to him, they still aren't satisfied. They continue to desecrate his body till it gets broken down to thousands of tiny pieces.

Violent part end

“Fuck, that felt good”, For a moment Yuri has forgotten about the problem with her parents. “Good to know, feeling better already?” Of course, Minju has to remind her. “Yes, thank you Minju”, The two exchanged a hug while bathed by the blood of their victims. “If things ever went wrong with your parents, we can always take care of it”, Yuri felt conflicted, only for a second. Something inside her has snapped and she has found her resolution, “If mom and dad gonna be a hindrance to our relationship. Then they're no better than these guys”, Minju cheered inside her mind.

That's right Yuri, nobody can get in our way. Let's hope they get their shits together before things get too far.

Sorry mom, sorry dad, but I can't let you stand in my way. I only have them from now on, hope you guys can come around soon.

Of course they can't get back in the car while dripping with blood. Thankfully there is a shower here for them to freshen up. “Minju, I'm not doing this again until I tell oppa”, Yuri moaned as Minju grabbed her tits. “I know, it's just…. I'm so horny after that. Fuck we should go home soon”, Yuri understand it, she is also itching to get filled by you. “You think we should put on those things to surprise him?” Minju would love to do that, “Haaaaa, oppa is tired after last night and two nights ago. Maybe tomorrow, but fuck, maybe he can finger and lick me tonight”, Yuri frowned hearing that, the itch was too much. “FUCK, fine, we should prepare something special to make it up to him for what we do today”, Let's hope your tank is already refuelled tomorrow.

“Miss Minju, your mother is expecting you at the family manor”, The driver's words cause Minju some anxiousness. “Why?” He shakes his head, “I do not know miss, I simply got contacted to bring you back home alongside with Miss Yuri”, Now that sounds super fishy. “Did you tell them about Yuri?” The driver is a loyal employee to Minju, however he's still her parents' subordinate. “I'm afraid not Miss, they asked if you're with anyone and I said no. However they told me to stop lying and bring the two of you to the family estate”, Yuri and Minju exchanged a glance for a moment. “Should we tell oppa?” They are contemplating the pros and cons from doing that.

“No, oppa would get worried, we should go there and go home quickly. Then we can tell him everything went well until mom asked me to meet her”, That way if you find them to be a little off they can blame it on Minju’s mom. “Very well, let's go then”, The two anxiously held each other's hands during the ride. “Your house is kinda big Min”, Yuri giggled nervously, Minju decided to not tell her that this is one of the smaller ones. “Ahhhh, Miss Minju, and Miss Yuri I presume. Please follow me, madam has been waiting for you”, The two followed the maid to Minju's mom’s office.

The moment they walked in their heart dropped seeing you sitting on the couch facing Minju’s mom. “Ahhhh, welcome, please have a seat”, The two just glanced at you, who's smiling innocently. They made their way to you, making sure you sit in the middle like usual. “Hahahah, you must be Yuri right? Your boyfriend has talked a lot about you”, The two start tapping their legs anxiously. Minju because she's scared what her mom will do if Yuri wasn't up to her standart, Yuri because she thinks Minju’s mom is gonna start acting like her own parents and break the relationship.

“Please don't be nervous, you saw me and her had a talk earlier today. Well actually today has been pretty long……..” You tell them about what you've been up to today. Yuri felt her heart being squeezed when she heard how you came to her parents yourself to get their approval. Minju felt really bad because while she and Yuri were busy having fun in her bathroom, you were having a fight with your in-laws. Then you told them that you and Minju's mom had lunch together where you told her everything in hope of tonight's dinner. “Oppa, you don't have to do that”, Maybe you don't, maybe you reacted to this whole thing too dramatically.

“So, I gathered you two here now to have a little chat. Minju, as you've already heard, everyone is coming to the dinner tonight. To make sure no war broke out on the table we should prepare the three of you for some questioning”

Minju's mom immediately dropped the friendly and warm attitude and turned back to her cold persona. Yuri felt suffocated by her aura alone, thankfully you were there to calm her nerves. “So, you think you can just play with my daughter's heart and get away with it?” She looks at you. “Well, I'm not playing anything. This whole thing is a group decision”, Too short. “Why are you not saying you love them?” Ooofffff, this is gonna be a hard interview.

“Out of character here for a moment, I love them, however I think it would be unwise if I just say we're in love”

“Why?” Good answer, Minju’s mom has decently high expectations from you after lunch earlier.

“Because I think everyone will condemn us as being teenagers getting high on our own hormones and not thinking logically. Again, before you say anything about what I said to you back in the party, it's a different situation. Two teenagers in love isn't that weird or unexpected, breaking it so early would hurt Minju so as long as I don't show any excessive red flags then I will be fine. Having a poly relationship is already questionable, even for adults, if the three of us use ‘love’ as our only foundation it would make it sounds like we are not completely sure about what we do”

“Hnmmm, impressive, next question then, you're trying to say that the two of them are willingly compromising with each other and get half of you simply because they wanted to?”

“Because they are scared that I might choose the other one. Honestly, the circumstances of how this started was shaky. We've been treading carefully between each other. As times goes on, we got more comfortable with this relationship and now we're going stronger and stronger everyday”

“You're playing them, out of character a bit as well, let's skip the part of you explaining about how this started. I think from our lunch earlier today you seem to be self aware and can handle yourself. Back to the question, you're playing them, they have to love you fully and you only love them with half of what you can. Are you open with the idea of them dating other guys then?”

“No, because they would be cheating”

“Hypocrite, and a swine”

“Who used swine for an insult? Also they would be cheating because the maths equation you have is wrong. I love them half each, and they love me also half each. They love each other too for the other half”

“What?” The two girls stayed quiet for some time, like 5 seconds, making you and Minju's mom feel a little irritated.

“That's right, today they went out on a date. As you've known, Minju is gay, although it turns out she's bi. So she also has some attraction with Yuri, while Yuri here is still confused about her feelings. They've been reacting to these feelings between them. Today the two of them just went out to a date together, without me”

“Is this true?”

“Yes, yes it's true. Yuri and I have some connections the same way we have with oppa. I noticed it wasn't just a physical attraction since earlier today when I felt hurt for her after hearing what happened with her”

“What happened yesterday?”

“Me and oppa had a talk with my parents. They've been taking care of oppa and his sister for awhile ever since their parents death. So we thought we needed to come clean sooner than later. It didn't work out”

“So you think it would work out today?”

“I hope so, out of character this is the part where I would tell them about what you told me back in the party”

“Very well, let's skip over that part. To be honest I'm not quite sure what's gonna happen after. On top of that Minho is too unpredictable so let's just end it here”

You feel like you did a decent job, “Well done you”, She also thinks so. “However for you two, I am disappointed, especially you Minju”, She turned to the two girls. “What? You're the one who keeps asking him not us”, Although that is true, Yuri still hasn't grasped the nature of the test. “And you didn't do anything when your boyfriend was being pressured. Remember this, my husband will not blame Minju by any means and seeing you he will realise you're too meek to corrupt Minju. Which leaves your boyfriend, he will be the one getting pressured relentlessly. So you two can either shut up and speak once you're spoken to or you can help him”

The two look at you with a guilty expression, “Come on now don't be sad, it's just an exercise. We got this”, The two exchanged glances for a second. Rock-paper-scissors, Yuri wins, she melts in your arms as you two kiss. Minju left a bite mark near your lips after her kiss which probably isn't a good idea. “I don't care, dad needs to find out that we are inseparable, whether he likes it or not”, Her mom nodded stoically. “How long till dinner?” One hour left, Minju's mom left the room for the three of you to catch up first.

“Baby, you don't need to do this okay?” Yuri feels so guilty she might just cry. “No baby, I know I might be overreacting to this whole thing. I just don't want you to brood at home when me and Minju go out for dinner, okay?” Yuri leaped into your embrace, her mind filled with guilt, anxiety, and most importantly, anger. 

Fuck, if mom and dad wasn't so fucking stubborn oppa wouldn't need to do this. I hate them, that's it I don't fucking care anymore.

Yuri shifted her gaze to Minju for a second, the latter immediately understood what Yuri wanted. Since you went so far for them they will have to do the same for you. One chance, that's what Yuri's parents are getting, either they take it or they'll be removed from Yuri's and your life forever.

The three of you simply cuddle up for an hour to gather your energy for the dinner. Although, there's something you didn't know yet, Minju’s mom is very slick. “So, this is Yuri?” You definitely didn't expect Minju's dad to suddenly come into the office with his wife holding his hand. “Dad?” Minju felt confused, and she eyed her dad for a moment, he doesn't seem mad, for now. “I've heard everything”, The two were confused by his words, but you immediately understand, that her mom has recorded the talk from before.

Hmmm, he noticed it? My, my, Minju, you've found yourself a diamond huh?

“I've recorded the conversation from earlier, and filled in about what we talked about this lunch”, She dragged him to sit in front of you. This sight of her smiling all cheerfully is very off putting. Silence lingered in the room for a while, “Dad, we are having a good thing going on here, and I don't want you to start looking at us like we're stupid kids who don't know what we're doing”, Minju opened. “You are stupid kid who doesn't know what they're doing”, Very good argument.

“Just give us a chance, please”, Yuri can't fuck this up, she has to make this work. “At least, tell us what we need to do to get a chance to prove ourselves”, He looked at you with calculating eyes. “What do you hope to gain from this?” Whew, another round of questioning. “What other people expect to gain from a relationship, a loving partner” He shakes his head, “You, in particular, what does it mean to date two girls”, Well he's right somewhat, you can't just treat them both as one. You stayed quiet for some time, which worries the two girls. Minju's father is somewhat pleased you didn't just answer immediately, although it is a bad thing if you still haven't asked yourself that question.

“I just want to make everyone happy”, That's the best you can come up with? Really? “Happy? Are you three truly happy?” Obviously yes, seeing the three of you nod in sync made Minju's mom smile happily. “Then what if a fight happens? Every relationship will have some disagreement and fights”, While the two are very confident that it will never happen, you try to be realistic. “There's three of us, so when an argument breaks between two the third one will be neutral, despite their alignment. If two of us keep fighting over and over then we need an intervention and talk things out”, Unfortunately for you, the middleman is always you.

“But we won't get into any fights”, Minju thinks she's helping, “We can always find a peaceful way before any fights happens”, Yuri thinks she's putting the closing statement. Minju's father is thoroughly unimpressed with the childish display of your two girlfriends. A nervous smile grew on your face, “You're right honey, he is not as dumb as the grades show him to be”, Oooffff, he also knows about that. “You would've known that when you heard your head of security report about the incident”, Of course, someone was listening to the conversation you had with that nameless idiot. “I will give you a chance”, Yuri and Minju are excited and a happy smile grows on their face, you on the other hand felt like you just narrowly dodged a bullet.

“I have my eyes on you”, Well, another bullet may be on the way, “Thank you sir, we won't waste this chance”, For now, you have passed the test with flying colours, he will keep a close eye on you. “Well now that's settled, let's break the news to the rest. Come on we have a dinner to attend to”

Third round, thankfully with the approval of the parents surely Minju’s siblings will accept this openly right? “Dad you can't be seriously considering this”, Not really, “Seojin-ah, mom and dad already questioned us and they think this relationship is worth a chance”, Thankfully Minju actually stepped up and shielded the three of you. “Minju, you can't seriously think this is healthy”, Seojin is the eldest of the siblings, he is huge, bigger than Minho, which makes his anger seem much more scary. “It is healthy, the three of us are still going strong despite all the problems that arose”, Well openly admitting problems have come your way isn't very smart.

“So you do know this thing attracts problems. Minju you have a lot of eyes on you, if words come around do you have any idea how much more problematic things will go”, God family drama has been feeding you too much. “So what?” Hey at least the food is insanely good, they said their private chef cooked this up, perhaps you should start learning how to cook. “Minju do-”, You can't take it anymore, “Seojin-hyung please, I've spent the whole day today having this kind of talk since morning. Whatever you want to ask us, I've already heard it a thousand times, and I've answered it a thousand times with different tweaks to the sentence each time. Minju's parents already gave us their blessing, at least a chance for us to let this ride for now. Please, can we have a light-hearted conversation for dinner? I promise I can answer all your questions next time”, Oohhh, very dominant of you.

“I'm not your Hyung”, He glared at you, “Very well Hyung”, Minho started laughing like a hyena or something. “Seojin, the boy is right, let them have a peaceful dinner will you? Let's talk about this later”, Minju’s mom covered for you. Seojin glared at you for a moment before drowning himself in his food. 

“So, Brutus, why do you come clean with mom? Something happened little guy?” Minho changed the topic, well somewhat changed the topic. The dinner went quite peacefully after that, Minju’s mom spent most of the time asking questions to the three of you to know more about this conversation and also to know more about you and Yuri. “So why Brutus though?” Well that topic is bound to come up sooner or later. “Well, in my last year in middle school, there was a school play. My class appointed me as one of the actors. They put me as Brutus, and I had like 5 lines. Then practice came around and I was pretty good so they adjusted to give a bit more line and character for me. Well I was performing really well in practice, since I was a loner people didn't really expect me to be able to actually perform. Of course the actual performance came and I nailed my part. However since I was a bit of an outcast at the time people didn't really know me well. So they just start referring to me as Brutus. It's really recent, on my first day in highschool I made some new friends and he called me Brutus so I was like, why not. Time to have some rebranding. I don't know, it felt like the new name was pretty silly but it does give me some extra confidence, especially to talk with Minju. Things just took off from there”

Minho was nodding, of course he investigated where you got that name from and got the recording of the performance. “I think it's cute”, Minju pinched your cheek, “I think it's pretty disrespectful of everyone at our school to not bother learning your name. Haaaaa, but since you like it I guess it's fine? I never used that name anyway”, Yuri ruffled your hair. “Both can be true, so you're a good actor then, Brutus?” Definitely not, “Hell yes, I got the recording mom, he was impeccable”, Again, you are questioning Minju's statement that her family is not the mafia. “Really? We should watch it after then”, Minju frowned, she really wants to go home and just spend the night away with you two. Yuri also frowned, because she remembered a very despicable scene from that drama.

“I really think we should do it later mom, we have a long day already and we have school tomorrow”, However her mom just shook her head, “You should just skip tomorrow, beside you three can spend the night here. You three are exhausted so the thin wall wouldn't really reveal anything”, You felt relieved, knowing these girls they will definitely try to get a few more rounds in after what you did for them today. “Mom we can't just skip school, also Yuri and oppa don't have any clothes here”, For now at least. “Just lend Yura your clothes and Brutus can use mine, come on eat faster we have a show to catch”, Minho really wants to see the girls reaction to your intimate scene with your in-drama-wife.

“Yeah, I guess we can spend the night here”, Oh no, the girls are pissed, they really, really, and by that they really do not want to spend any second longer with anyone else but you. “That settles it, come on chop, chop, we have a show to catch”, Despite that the girls decided to just follow what you want, they are loyal like that. The idea that you will be killed once that kissing scene came up never crossed your mind. Until the scene actually came up, and you feel both of your hands being crushed. “Oh my, very feisty”, Minju’s mom's commentary doesn't help you. She saw how Yuri and Minju were very angry and jealous. She wants to fan the fire even more. “Is that your ex Brutus? She's kinda beautiful you know, you plan to, you know”, Minho also likes to see you suffer, “No, and he will never talk to her again”, Yuri said while glaring at Minho. “I need to use the restroom”, Thankfully the two let you go, unfortunately Minju's sister was waiting for you once you got out of the bathroom.

“Oh, hello Noona”, She steps in your way, “Uhmmm, everything is fine?” From the looks on her face, it seems like no. “If you hurt Minju-” Jesus you're fed up with this, “Yes I get it, I've heard that a thousand time like I said earlier”, She is not entertained by your defiance, “Just because mom and dad-”, You are not in the mood for this, “Doesn't mean you give us your, I get it”, She's pissed off. For a moment she felt like you are an absolute threat to her, why is her ego so fragile? “I swear if you cut me-”, Challenge accepted, “Or what?” Thankfully as her anger rose her defence mechanism kicked in. She stares at you with cold calculating eyes, she deduces you're trying to piss her off on purpose. Of course you were just really tired and not giving a fuck.

“What's your name?” You feel offended, “You know my name already and you probably know about my whole history”, She for one actually didn't do a background check on you out of respect to Minju. After this exchange she will, you tried to walk but she moved in front of you. Stubborn as you are you just keep walking until your head bumped to her, “I need to go back to my girlfriends…. Please”, Your smile looks more like a shitty grin if anything. It's like a clash of the titans, your stubbornness is trying to push back against her calm anger. Being this close she picks up upon every little detail about you. Your awkwardly brushed hair as you still haven't figured out how to deal with this new haircut. Your worn out outer piece that doesn't mix very well with your new and pristine shirt and sweater. Your somewhat sweaty smell as you've been wearing this outfit the whole day. Your eyes, that screams aggravation and exhaustion. She noticed that you aren't a rebellious piece of shit, just tired from having this whole situation and wasn't really in the right mind. She took a deep breath and moved aside, the looks she gave you had changed but of course you didn't notice it. Without saying a word you move past her and get back to the girls.

He smells nice.

“Took you long enough”, Minju grumbled as she hugged you, “I feel tired”, Your exhausted voice turns the girls into panic mode. “Are you okay oppa”, Yuri grabbed your forehead afraid that you might catch a cold, “Yeah, I just want to sleep”, Minju turns to her mom, “Mom oppa is tired we're going to sleep for the night”, The performance was about to hit the climax, but they don't care. “That's a shame, go rest up then sweeties, good night”, It's still 7 PM.

Minju's bedroom was comically large, “Min, this room is bigger than my house”, She just smiled nervously. “Let's take a shower oppa, wait Min we need some clothes for him”, Minju ran off leaving you with Yuri. “Babe, don't act like that”, Yuri embraced you as she let out her frustration. “I'm really sorry oppa, I was useless. When I was out with Minju, having fun and winding down. You're out here trying to-”, Yuri hates this feeling for being so helpless. “It's okay babe, you know I hate it when you're feeling insecure like this. So drop it off, you'll do it for me”, At least she's not crying. “I know, I have to make it up to you”, Right now the only thing Yuri can do for you is offer you her body, which is a pretty sad way of viewing herself.

“Here you go babe, come on let's get you cleaned”, Minju dropped the clothes on the bed before pulling me up. “You know, me and Yuri were having fun in the shower earlier today”, That sounds hot, “Shit, I should've come to take a shower with you guys”, The two are scrubbing your whole body while you just stand under the shower quietly. “Oppa you did take a shower before you talk to my parents right?” You just laughed and shook your head. “That's so ballsy babe, good”, Let's be honest here, you were also too lazy to take a shower. “Well, gotta show them that me and you two are a thing, whether they like it or not”, You glance to see Yuri is staring at Minju’s wound, the bite mark you left her.

“I want one”, She pulled out her cute pout, “Well, I don't think it's as hot as you think it is”, Needless to say you're still eager to give her one. You pushed her to the wall, one leg went in between hers. “I'll do it, if you promise me you won't call yourself useless again”, She nodded, you smiled before setting her hair aside. “I haven't got to say you look good with short hair babe”, Despite the shower running you can tell she's getting wet already. “Baby, don't tease me unless you want to fuck me”, You laughed before kissing her shoulder, making her shake gently. “Move aside babe”, Minju whispered in your ears. You see in a….. throuple? It's a buy one get one free, so Yuri wants your bite mark, she got Minju’s as well. 

“Fuckkkk”, Yuri whimpered, your hand slowly explored her body and squeezed her tits. “Oh yeah like that”, Your hand travelled down to her crotch to find Minju's hand is also travelling there as well. She pulled down yours to Yuri's pussy before her hand travelled through yours and hop off to continue pinching and massaging Yuri's tits. Your finger starts penetrating her making her moan even louder, the metallic taste of her blood touched your tongue so you let go of her shoulder. “Fucking hell”, It's so unfair for Yuri, seeing blood trickling down lips was too hot. “I'm cumming”, Your hand got even wilder as she started squirting all over the bathroom floor. “Holy shit, oh my god that was great”, Yuri forgot all about the depressing thought she had from earlier.

“Great that you like it babe, but now it's my turn”, Minju pulled Yuri's face to her shoulder. “This is so weirdly hot”, You laughed before you kissed Minju. This time Yuri got the job of fingering so your hand just cooperates with your mouth to pleasure Minju’s tits. Unlike Yuri, Minju can't last long, she's been very horny after the stress relief activities with Yuri earlier today. “I'm cumming babe”, Her hand latched onto you as she felt her body spasm out of control.

“Hehehehe, is it oppa's turn then?” Yuri looks up to you while cleaning her mouth. It was off putting, especially her crazy eyes but you don't really mind. “I really have no gas in my tanks now girls, and I might catch a cold. Let's finish up and you can do it later while we're in bed”, The two want to protest but their legs are very tired as well. “Well it's better to do it when we're laying down”, The shower finish up quickly and the three of you get on bed. Unlike on Yuri and Minju, your mark is on your neck. “Ahhhh fuck girls, do you really have to….. shit aggghhhh”, Your cries of pains is like music to their ears. Obviously they don't want to hurt you, but only threading lightly between the line of pain and pleasure. “You taste so good oppa”, Yeah, that's not creepy at all, “Yeah, I want to just eat you right up babe”, Very normal behaviour. 

“Girls, let's get some sleep, I'm tired as fuck today”, How thoughtful of them to drink up all your blood before giving you a good night kiss. “Should we clean this unnie?” Minju laughed and nodded, “You should call me unnie from now on, and let's get the band aids”, As the night continues peacefully you are unaware of the paranoia your friend Doyoung is going through. 

“What the fuck you mean they went missing”, He knows Minju gonna do some legal works to fuck up his friends life but he never expected this. “They went missing, when Jin's mom went to the police and asked to see her son, the police went and showed him that he's not there. They never arrested Jin and the others in the first place. She even told them the badge of the guys that took them but the badge wasn't even registered. Dude I'm telling you, that bitch is a mob”, Dear god, Minju would've loved to be here just to see Doyoung's face turned into horror and fear. “Fuck….. fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCKKKK. I don't know what to do, fuck this I'm not talking to them ever again. You all should fucking leave them alone as well if you know what's good for you”, They already did that, it's just Doyoung who is hellbent on having fun with teasing you. The news spreads like fire, everyone in your school finds a new fear to unlock. Ever since then, no one ever goes as far as stare in your general direction.

“Did something happen?” Seeing Doyoung fully committed to avoiding you weirded you out. “We just send some ultimatum to make sure everyone leaves us alone”, Minju sees the scared look everyone gave you which made her happy. From now on your high school life will be peaceful. “Oppa, I think we should skip art class today, I have a plan”, Yesterday you three skipped class and just spent the day cuddling on Minju's bed. Despite it being a very fun time for you, the girls feel like they are being edged by you. They are hungry. “Haaaaaa, fine”, You're also kinda horny after spending a full day being embraced by the two girls.

“Hehehe, let's go then, I know where you wanted to go Yuri”, Minju and Yuri have planned for some risky session in school, now they're gonna pull out one of them. The risky place is the gym equipment room. “This place feels…. Dangerous”, It's your hentai experience that's talking. “It's okay babe, go to the corner, me and Yuri have a surprise for you”, Minju shakes the bag she's bringing. Anticipation plastered your face before you turned around and just faced the wall. You heard the ruffling of clothes while waiting, every second seems to make you even more aroused. “We're ready”, You could start a tornado with how fast you turned.

The two are wearing some super slutty school outfits. A shirt that's being tied together that exposes their midriff, a red skirt that's short enough to expose their ass, and knee high white socks. You've seen these outfits in a lot of porn, but let's be real, things are different when you see them in real life. Especially when they are worn by your girlfriends, the two most beautiful women in the world.

“Do you like it oppa”, Yuri squeezed her hands together making her boobs almost pop out of her thought shirt. “We're kind of scared that this would be too basic”, Minju turned to the side and ran her hands up her thighs and pulled up her skirt exposing her pale round ass. “But seeing your reaction, I guess it's good enough”, You let out a little laugh as you walk towards them. Despite their effort to stun you with the outfit and their sex appeal, they ended up getting stunned instead. Your smirk and the whole aura you gave off as you walked towards them made them squirm in their place. “It's perfect”, You grabbed Minju by the waist using one hand and pulled her on to you. “Oppaaaa”, Yuri whined as you kissed Minju but it was short lived as your other hand grabbed her breast and squeezed it. “So wet already?” Your hand on Minju travelled down and went to her pussy. 

“Babe, ahhhh, right there”, You smiled and turned to Yuri who's biting her lip seductively. “Come here”, With one rough pull you ripped her shirt letting those melons fall out. You grab her by the waist as your head travels down to take her breast into your mouth. “Oooohhhh, oppa harder”, Your teeth dug deeper into her breast making her squeal. “Oh fuck Oppa, I'm gonna cum before you get to fuck me”, Minju moaned as your hand never stop fingering her. “Fucking hell, you first Min”, You pushed Minju to sit on, whatever that sturdy thing was, you're too distracted to analyse it. She spreads her leg showing off her eager pussy, you smile and take off your pants. 

Aligning your cock with her pussy, you decided there's no time for teasing, with one quick thrust you buried your cock deep into her. “Fuck, baby you're still too big for me”, Thankfully your cock hasn't magically shrunk, yet. “Fucking hell Min, you're always so slutty”, Her walls clamped your cock, almost suffocating it with it's tightness. “Oppa, play with me too”, Yuri pulled your hand craving for your attention. You wrapped your hand around her and grabbed her ass as your mouth travelled to her tits. Biting on to it before sealing your lips around her nipples. You keep sucking on them so hard that it might start lactating soon, your hand was grabbing her ass so roughly it might get bruised.

“Babe, me to-”, Deciding not to deal with two needy women at the same time your other hand slapped her cheem. “Shut up”, The pain sends a thrill around Minju’s body, coupled with your stern eyes she feels her orgasm is drawing near. “Look at you Yuri, you might just cum from my hands, are you close baby?” You whispered in her ears, “Yeah oppa, fuck I'm so close”, Your hand let go of her. “We can't let that happen can we?” You laughed as she let out an angry whine. “Fuck baby I'm so close. Fill me up, fill me to the brim, breed me”, You smiled as your hand grabbed Minju’s waist. “Well, wait until I'm done then”, You picked up your pace and start fucking her rougher and faster. Every thrust made her body shake and jiggle roughly. Minju can feel your nails sinking on to her waist, the impact of your waist clashing on to hers, and most importantly, your cock that's splitting her apart. The pain…. It excites her.

“Oppa please, let me cum”, Hearing Minju's desperate plea you just smiled, “Be a good girl and shut up”, You know you're getting closer as well, but you want to see her break. You keep holding in your ejaculations while Minju is desperately trying to hold hers as well. She's falling hard, every thrust is a knock on her orgasm that keeps yelling to be let out. She can't just cum, she really wants to hold it in but she can't. Her tears run down her face as her mind is losing its sanity. “Oppa”, Seeing her so frail in your hand you can't hold it back anymore, “I'm cumming”, Your declaration was not needed as Minju is so sensitive she can feel the throbbing cock inside her. “Fuck babeeeee”, she screams as your cum paints her inside, oh yeah without those pills she will be pregnant by now. 

“Oppa”, Without giving you any time for recuperation Yuri starts whining. You look down to see her grinding on your leg desperately. “Get up”, She smiled and jumped up, then she turned her back on you as she picked up something from the bag. “Are you sure?” You said as she handed you a bottle of lube, “Yes, ruin me oppa”, She leaned down and rested her hand on whatever Minju was sitting on. “Ooohhh, Yuri is already so eager”, Minju was scooping out some of the cum on her vagina using her fingers before she started sucking on them. “Aaaahhhh”, Yuri said, the two then had fun trying to get your sperm out of Minju's pussy to share and drink.

You squirted some lube to your fingers and on Yuri's hole. Slowly your finger circles around the entrance before it pushes in. “Ahhhh”, Yuri moaned but it didn't stop her from using her tongue to explore Minju's pussy. One finger, then two, then three, well Yuri seems to be eager. “I'm going in babe”, Yuri immediately stopped eating Minju out and went back to the leaning position. “Well, at least I have some snacks”, Minju smiled as she continued her previous activities. “Slowly oppa”, Yuri whimpered, you raised your hand and slapped her ass, “I'll do what I want babe”, This only makes her asshole even more eager. You did start slow, first you pushed your tip in, and her asshole almost chopped it off with its tightness.

“Oh fuck, you're so tight Yuri”, You let out a groan, unbeknownst to you, Yuri was sending a victory smile towards Minju. Albeit, the pain she's having made it look more like a winced than a smile. “Before you say anything you should try to take oppa's full lengths first”, Minju loves anal, and she knows if she's struggling to take you in her ass after all her toys, then Yuri is gonna be suffering. You slowly pushed deeper, making Yuri start flailing and shaking wildly. Never once that stopping you came across her mind, she will handle your size, even if it means splitting her ass apart. “Holy fuck this is too much”, You're still somewhat sensitive from Minju and now your cock is overly stimulated by Yuri, you might just cum any second now.

“Oh my god you love this don't you?” Minju grabbed both of Yuri's tits and pinched her nipples. “Ahhhhh, oppa, I'm coming”, Yuri moaned, “Fucking hell, you thrust into her, you can't keep it up anymore. “Ooohhhh, oppa”, Yuri moaned as you grabbed her waist and raised her up. With her leg dangling from the ground Yuri went through an orgasm in a helpless state, being held up by your cock and hands. “Fuck, oppa I can't stand anymore”, You gently put her down while holding her until she can try to hold herself up. Minju got off her seat and kneel underneath Yuri, “My treat”, Fuck it this is porn don't think about the hygiene.

“Min, If you really want some, you can take it from the tap”, You grabbed Minju's face before shoving your cock into her mouth. Minju loves it when you become so dominant like this, she relaxed her throat as your cock slowly pushed deeper. “Oppa, kiss me”, Yuri stand behind Minju while holding the latter’s head. “You're so fucking needy you know that?” You grabbed her chin and pulled her for a kiss. Your waist continues moving to fuck Minju while Yuri held her head to make sure she can't move anywhere. Minju was handling it pretty well….. for the first few minutes.

“Fuck, you okay Min?” You pulled out seeing Minju is struggling to breath. Minju felt relieved, but also a bit defeated as she felt she can't handle you. “I'm sorry”, You just laughed and patted her head, “It's okay babe”, Yuri then sat down next to Minju. “My turn”, Minju and you look at her with questioning eyes, “What? You two are so mean”, She frown. “Listen Yuri, why don't you use this assets of yours to pleasure babe. Let me help you”, Minju get the lube bottle back and smear it all over Yuri's tits. “Oh yeah”, You laughed seeing what's about to come, other than you that is.

“Come here babe”, You moved in front of Yuri. Minju kneeled behind Yuri and grabbed Yuri's tits from behind. As you put your cock in between her tits, Minju starts enveloping it with Yuri's soft melons. The squishy and warm feeling that your cock is feeling made you feel like in heaven. Top it off with the two girls looking at you with submissive and horny eyes, you might not last long. “Do you like it when my tits are wrapping you oppa?” You just smiled and groaned. “Babe definitely loves it, look at him, bathed in ecstasy, fighting against his orgasm that's building up”, Minju is right, the soft and warm feelings enveloping your cock are so different from what you're used to. Of course, it is just as good, the fight is still going and you're losing. “Fuck I'm coming”, This made Minju move even faster, “Cum for me oppa, cum all over my tits please”, Yuri helped by using her sweet voice and irresistible face. “Fuck, I'm cumming”, Despite already cumming twice your sperm is still flying all over the place coatings Yuri's tits and both of their face.

As your ejaculation passed, the two hungry jumped on each other's face trying to lick every drop. After that Minju got down and started sucking your sperm on Yuri's tits, the pleasure from Minju's mouth and tongues distracted Yuri from taking some for herself. Thankfully Minju is kind, “Open up, Yuri”, Yuri opened her mouth eagerly while Minju slowly dripped the mixture of your sperm and her saliva down to Yuri's mouth. As the last drop fell she leaned down and the two exchanged a passionate kiss. The mixture keeps exchanging places inside their mouth, coating every inch of their mouth. Their hands can't be kept to themselves so they start exploring each other’s body. You pick up a mattress from the corner of the room, checking it, smelling it, touching it, well it's clean enough. You drop it to the ground and just sit and watch the girls.

After 10 minutes of gripping and make out session the girls, ‘evenly’ split the cum before gulping it down. Then they turned to you, hungry for more, “Didn't we say we are only gonna skip art class?” You laughed as you lay down on the mattress, “We can skip it all”, You start reconsidering Minju's offer to do homeschooling. That can be talked about later, for now, it's round two.

“Why do you look so exhausted? What did you do back in school?” Eunbi somewhat guessed the answer already, “My girlfriends”, You are kind enough to confirm it. “You absolute idiot, just drop out already if you don't want to go to school. Where did you go in the last three days anyway?” Right, you haven't met her since Sunday morning. “Alright, that's….. you know what you do you, I really can't wrap my head around you, your girlfriends and those crazy families”, Eunbi would be lying if she said she's not concerned, but of course it's not like she can do anything to change your mind or keep you safe. “Thank you, the dinner tonight is cancelled or what?” She shakes her head, “My girlfriend is coming here at 7”, You never asked her actually. “Why didn't you tell me you have a girlfriend?” She rolled her eyes, “Because I want to prank you, and because you're a pervert”, You feel offended, of course you are a pervert but it still hurts you.

“Why am I a pervert?” She just frowned, “Your whole porn stash is just lesbian porn”, That's true but, “How do you know about that?” Do you even want to ask though? “When your laptop broke and I had to take it to the shop they told me there's too much porn in the storage that the memory has hard time finding space to keep temporary files”, Ah, that's why, “Did they think that was your laptop?” Her glare says yes. “Well, I should take a shower and call up the girls then”, Excusing yourself before she explodes has become a skill you developed this last year.

“She should be here any minute now”, Both of your girlfriends are anxiously waiting next to you. They don't like you meeting new girls, even if it's your sister's girlfriend. Not long, a knock on the door can be heard. Eunbi went to open it to reveal her girlfriend. Short hair, somewhat tall, well your sister is pretty short so it's not a fair comparison. She wore a black baggy t-shirt, red flannel and cargo pants, to top off the tomboy vibe she also wore a black hat and had a band aid on her cheek. “Good evening welcome to our humble abode”, She raised her eyebrow while following Eunbi to sit in front of you. “Thanks kid but I've been here a lot”, How the fuck would you not notice it? Oh right you were a shut in who blast music at full volume and stayed in your room 16 hours a day.

“The foods are still hot, so let's just eat”, Eunbi seems somewhat nervous, you're not sure if she's embarrassed of you or her girlfriend. “Name is Ryujin kid, I heard a lot about you. Although Eunbi said that we're having a double date dinner”, She eyed Minju and Yuri who just stared at her blankly. “We are”, Since when have you become so sassy? The girls immediately understood and took turns to kiss your cheek before scooping some of the rice for themselves. “Huh, that's unexpected”, There was a clear disapproval on her voice but she refrained for now.

“Eunbi never told you about this?” You just smile as you also fill your plate. “Nope, although I see why”, The cynical tone made the girls a little pissed. “Correct this is pretty complicated”, You find this amusing, “No, this is embarrassing”, Well, at least the girl doesn't have to be scared of you getting taken away by some college chick. Now they just have to worry on how to teach this girl a lesson. “Embarrassing because I can have two girlfriends while she and you only have one?” Maybe you should just copy Minho's physique and not his personality. “You're brave kid”, Eunbi slammed the table to silence us, “Stop antagonising him and you also stop acting like a bitch”, You just shrugged and started eating.

“So how do you two meet?” Oh Ryujin is definitely losing her respect to you by the seconds, “We're in the same major, she's my upperclassmen who help tutor me during my internship. Now stop this stupid display of yours”, Eunbi kicked you from below the table. “You're no fun, haaaaa where should we start girls?” Ryujin slowly went from disdain to confusion as you told her the story of how the three of you came together. “And yes, the two of them are fine with it, I'm getting tired of hearing that question and so are they”, You continued eating as Ryujin was digesting the food and information. “How about you let them speak first?” The girls just shrugged. “Oppa already said what needs to be said, and he can put it better than us”, Not convincing enough, “What else is there to be said, babe already put it nicely for us”, Definitely not convincing.

“Listen ma'am”, Eunbi stares at you telling you not to call her girlfriend that, “We had this conversation way too many times already during the course of this weekend. Can't blame us for being too tired to try and convince you. What's important is that my sister is convinced and you are aware about this”, Ryujin turned to Eunbi. “I was sceptical at first too, but after a while you will see they have a pretty strong bond. On top of that there's just no way to stop this so for now I'll just let them ride. Don't make any sex jokes”, Good call, you don't have any creative ones anyway.

Ryujin stares at you coldly for a while, which doesn't sit right with the girls. “Is there anything you want to say?” Yuri said angrily. “Babe, don't be rude”, You patted her head making her sigh, Minju pulled your hand as well, if Yuri gets one then she needs to have one as well. “Sorry about them, they get cranky when I'm around other girls”, You've come to terms with that already? “I expected a lot from you, Eunbi told me a lot about you. Even Yuna has some praises about you, but I never expected this”, On the topic of other girls, how does she know about Yuna?

“Who's Yuna?” Eunbi beat you to it, “My sister, and his ex”, Head pat faster bro, otherwise the girls might just snap. “What? You have an ex?” Even faster, “It was just a fling, right babe?” Is this gaslighting or threatening? “It was a while ago”, Should you pull your hands and piss the girls off or should you just leave it there with the risk of losing them. “She didn't talk like it was just a one time thing”, Ryujin picked up on the girls’ anger. “Really? What did Yuna say about our boyfriend?” Minju leaned in, “Well, he was romantic, kind and also very funny”, The two turned to you. “Come on girls you know I don't really know much about what Yuna thinks of me”, Immediately Ryujin’s view flipped. You're not a fuckboy who roped two innocent girls into this relationship, you were the one who got roped in, with chains and leash.

“It was a while ago, probably not long after she graduated”, Ryujin is pretty kind huh, “Yeah, I guess she does view it a little more fondly than me”, The crisis has been averted for now. The pity that Ryujin had for you and the gratitude you have for her smooth out the rest of the dinner. The three of you excused yourself, leaving the house for her and your sister. “Baby were you serious back then?” You tried to do some history lesson to remember what Minju is referring to. “What?” You failed, “Being homeschooled”, Right, you did mention it after school. “I don't know, I was a little scared that both of your families would find out and cause some trouble. Of course with your parents blessing and Yuri's out of the way maybe it wasn't a bad idea”, The two nod happily. “Good, we're leaving from tomorrow”, Not tomorrow but Yuri doesn't want to spend any more time in the school you're about to leave anyway. “Yeah, a new chapter”

The next day you told Eunbi the news which of course, doesn't faze her anymore. “Do what you want”, She can only pray that good things happen to you from now on. Yuri's parents don't budge for a second, “Yuri you're our only child, would you really do this to your own parents?” Her mom cried, “I really can't deal with this, just….. call me when you have a change of heart”, The three of you left them bawling their eyes out. Minju's parents don't mind, her mom happily let the three of you live in the house you had dinner with last Sunday. You have a sneaking suspicion that her dad is okay since it means he can monitor you more closely. Hopefully he doesn't mind hearing reports of all the sex you three gonna go through. “That is wise yes, you, you will learn under me”, Why is her sister so adamant on taking you under her wings. Your spidey senses are tingling and so do the girls. After hours of back and forth between them and Yoojin, the latter finally gives up, for now. “You will work under me, I need to keep an eye on you”, Her parting words left you with some sense of dread. “It's okay oppa, don't mind her”, Yuri kissed your cheek, “Yeah, now let's go shopping”, Minju the sugar mom of the relationship took you out on an outing.

You were dreading this trip because you know your leg will be drying and your arms will fall off. However the fear seems to be prescient as an unexpected encounter happens when the girls went to the bathroom. “Beeeee?” A voice from the past causes chills to run down your spine. You turned to the source of the voice to see a face you wish to never see again. “It is you”, Yuna jumped to hug you, the memories all flashed in front of you, the smell of her shampoo, the tender hands she used to caress your head, the thin figure that you used to embrace.

“Hey Yun, didn't expect to see you hear”, If she notices your shivering dry voice, she doesn't show it. “Oh my god I missed you so much. Doyoung refused to say anything about you so I thought you got kidnapped too”, Too? What does she mean by too? “Oh? What happened?” She tilted their head in confusion while her face was filled with worry. “Right, you never care about anything. Some of our friends got kidnapped and went missing, Jin was one of them”, The chill in your spine turned into a sick twisted crunch as if Bane just snapped it in half with his knee. “Oh right, I heard, Jin went missing. Although I never heard the updates on them being kidnapped”

Shit. Fuck. Shit. Fuck. Shit. Fuck. Shit. Fuck. Shit. Fuck. Shit. Fuck. Shit. Fuck. Shit. Fuck. Shit. Fuck. Shit. Fuck. Shit. Fuck. Shit. Fuck. Shit. Fuck. Shit. Fuck.

Shit. Fuck. Shit. Fuck. Shit. Fuck. Shit. Fuck. Shit. Fuck. Shit. Fuck. Shit. Fuck.

“Yeah, you be careful out there okay? Also I heard you got a girlfriend?” Right, talking about girlfriends, “Yuna? What are you doing here?” Yuri wrapped her arm around yours while staring at Yuna coldly. “Haaaaa, I knew it, you two will always end up together”, Thankfully Yuna is a bit of an airhead so she can be sweet to soften the anger Yuri is having. “So you're Yuna?” Minju wrapped your other arm, “Yes, and you are?” Yuna tilted her head to Minju, “I'm Minju, nice to meet you, I've heard a lot about you”, Minju hid her animosity better. “Wait, what's happening here Beeeeee?” The name was just short for Brutus but the way she says it makes it sound way too cute.

“It's complicated, Yuna, this is Yuri you already know her, this is Minju, she transferred to our high school. They're my girlfriends”, Yuna raised her eyebrow before laughing. “Oh my god, little bee has grown up now? Catching girls' hearts left and right?” She ruffled your hair, with a hand that she will lose soon enough. “It's complicated, you should ask your sister, did you know she's dating mine?” She nodded, “Unnie said you were annoying, shit I should've asked her about your girlfriend. Well anyway nice to meet you two, it's good to see you step out of your cocoon Bee. I need to go, text me sometime okay?” 

Now that she's gone, let's try not to make it permanent. Like dead, not like you will see her again. “Girls, should we go home”, Ahhhhh the old clashing aura that you did not miss at all. “Yes, let's go home”, The two wrapped your arms like an anaconda, but with venoms ready to be injected into you. The ride was so quiet you could feel your heartbeat deafening you. You can also swear you hear them talking telepathically on ways to….. make Yuna disappear. Just the thought of it made you sick. You have to think this through.

“You're cheating on us? We left for five minutes and you let her slobber all over you”, First step is to calm them down, “Girls we just saw each other coincidentally, you know we're in the biggest mall downtown, it's not that weird or a coincidence”, Maybe your arguments are too specific. “She fucking stalks you didn't she oppa? That fucking bitch”, Okay what now? Hugssss, they always work. “Girls please, you know that's not what happened. Can you two please just leave this behind?” Definitely not. “We don't like her and we want you to cut her off”, Sacrifices need to be made. “How about this, I promise, I will never talk to her or any other girls when you two are not around. You can even delete her contact from my phone. Just leave her alone alright”, The term ‘leave her alone’ made Yuri and Minju realise that you had some suspicions towards them.

“Wait here”, The two left the bedroom making your anxiety raise sharply. The two waited outside the door as they converse about what they need to do. “He knows”, Minju nods, “She probably told him”, Yuri frowned. “If he's not mad, then he's okay with it?” Yuri shakes her head, “Oppa is scared, we make him scared”, The two feel guilty at least there's that. “Fuck, but what now?” The two stay quiet for a moment, “I think killing Yuna will make him even more scared. But fuck I hate her”, For you, they will compromise though. “He said he's willing to cut her off. Let's make a deal then, he will never talk to other girls as well as cutting Yuna out of his life. But if he does as much as make eye contact with her she is gone”, Yuri proposed quite a good deal. “From now on, he can't leave the house without our supervision”, Minju decided to add another clause to the deal. “Yes, we need to seal the deal first. I smell some of her shampoo on his shoulder earlier”, Yuna definitely didn't hug you long enough to leave a trace but the girls’ delusion speaks otherwise. “Yes, let's get him drained for the night”

When the two came back, you were spoiled by the sight of two beauties wearing a sexy lingerie. Yuri wore a black one, Minju wore a white one, their body and perfect curves only get complimented by the lingeries. However you can't be horny right now, all you feel is worry and anxiousness. “Oppa, we decided to let you off, just this once”, Yuri walked to you and sat on one of your legs. “But only this once, you can never talk to her and we're deleting her contact after this”, Minju sat on the other one. “On top of that, you can never talk to other girls okay?” Yuri unbuttoned your shirt, “Or leave this house without us, okay babe?” You nod, somewhat relieved that you managed to save someone's life.

“Good, then for now, since you have cheated on us, you will have to make it up to us”, Minju unzipped your pants, “We want you to prove yourself to us, fuck us untill we can't walk tomorrow. That's okay right oppa?” Yuri kissed your cheek. “I love you two, now and forever”, The girls exchanged glances, the joy they felt was mutual, however the talk about marriage can be talked about later. “Lay down on the bed oppa”, You comply, the two immediately pull down your pants revealing your cock. “So hard already, I know you won't cheat on us on purpose”, Your horniness knows no bounds. “Fuck this feels so warm”, Minju pressed her head against it, her breath sends tickling sensation through your body. “Mwah, are you gonna start doing your job unnie?” Yuri kissed your tip making it shivered for a second. “Ooohhhhh, appetisers”, Yuri hungrily lick your leaking precum, “Fuck, I want some”, Yuri moved down to start kissing and suckling on your balls as Minju took her turns to drink your juice.

“Girls I'm still so fucking sensitive from last night”, Since the last day of school you three had sex 4 times out of the last 6 days. “You should hold it in then oppa”, Yuri laughed before she started sucking your balls since she found out that it's your weak spot. “Itadakimasu”, Minju gave another kiss to the tip before she swallowed your cock whole. The feeling of her tight little throat is too stimulating. Yuri's endless attack on your balls doesn't help either. “I swear I can feel your babies swimming around in here oppa”, Her dirty talk doesn't help either. “Haaaaa, haaaaa, haaaaa, Yuri your turn”, Minju travelled down to your balls as Yuri was taking your cock into her mouth. “You can cum when you want oppa, but we are not stopping until we are satisfied”, Minju smiled before she started worshipping your balls. 

You try to hold it in, the feelings of warmth enveloping your cock while kisses and licks keep attacking your balls trying to push your sperm out of its resting place. “Fuck unnie, I can't”, Thank fuck you have such a big cock that Yuri can't handle it. “Hehehehehe, then let's collaborate”, Minji started kissing the side of your tip while Yuri kissed the other side. Slowly they used your tongue to lick it like a popsicle, then their lips sandwiched it as they moved up and down in sync. The sandwich blowjob proves to be a bad matchup for you as you can't even hold it much longer. “Fuck I'm cumming”, Hearing your groan the two moves even faster and their tongue licks even more furiously, tracing their way through the veins all over your dick.

Like a fountain your sperm shoots up before falling down to the girls’ face. The two didn't stop, they got even more aggressive until your cock stopped throbbing. “So thick and warm, I want a taste”, The two take turns licking each other's face, cleaning every drop of cum from their faces. Once their face turned crystal clear, Minji climbed to be eye level with you. “You can sit back and relax, oppa, we'll take it from here”, She bit your ears as Yuri pulled her panties to the side before sitting on your cock. “Fuck, do you feel how wet I am for you oppa, do you like it?” If Yuri keeps grinding on it with her drenched pussy you might just cum right now.

“Are you gonna fuck him or should I take the first turn”, Yuri just frowned before she lifts up a little. She aligned her cock with her pussy before abruptly dropping down. “Fuck, oppa hold me”, Your hand raises up to help support her weight. “Baby, I'm here too”, Minju pulled you into a kiss. Her hand trails down to your newly formed abs sending some ticklish sensation. Your tongue had some wrestling action against hers as Yuri kept riding you. “Oppa, look at me, do you like my tits”, You broke off the kiss to see Yuri has pulled down her bra making her tits bounce alongside her. A mesmerising view before your attention was grabbed by the searing pain on your neck. “Fuck, I'm coming babe”, Yuri bite her lips and nodded, “I'm cumming too oppa. Ahhhhh your cock is pushing inside me, I can feel it squirm oppa. Fill me, fill me up inside with your love”, She dropped down on you as her thighs shook out of exhaustion and ecstasy. Her inner walls help milk your sperm out of your cock, somehow this batch is much thicker and higher volume than before. “Fuckkkk, I can feel it oppa, I can feel you right here”, Yuri rubbed her stomach as her orgasm passed away.

“You taste so good babe, every inch of your body and every drop of your bodily fluid is just nectar to me”, Minju had her fill of blood. “We should clean that latter”, Remember, do not think about the hygiene. “Fuck, my legs need some times oppa”, Yuri jumped to lay next to you while Minju took her spot. Minju faced away from you showing off her flawless back. “I can't wait anymore babe, hope you're ready”, Fuck her pussy just start milking you from the first penetration. “Oppa, kiss me as well”, Yuri jumped on you, sitting in your stomach making sure to get in Minju's way. Then she bent down and started making out with you. Your hand went around her and grabbed Minju's waist, grabbing her ass and thighs from time to time. Yuri grabbed your head using both of her hands as she aggressively made out with you. 

When she had enough of your saliva she travelled down to your neck, reinstating the fading wounds she left before. Knowing you probably can't hold any longer, your hand reaches out to let your finger trace down Minju’s spine, her weak spot. “Fuck, that's not fair oppa, I'm cumming”, Minju squealed. That means you can safely deliver your load inside her, just as much and just as thick as the one swimming inside Yuri right now. “Fuckkkkk, I can feel you oppa, I can feel them moving around me”, Minju pressed her stomach, the pressure her finger gave can be felt by you through her flesh. “Perfect, but we're not done yet oppa, we want more”

You are dead, congratulations, you've been freed from the mortal body. “That's amazing oppa”, Oh wait you're not, tough luck buddy. “It is great babe, sorry that we went all out. We're just pissed by that fucking bitch”, Minju and Yuri is comfortably nestling in your arms. “I know….. I just need a few days to cool down okay?” Detestable, but they expected nothing less. “Good, then we can delete that bitch contact tomorrow”, The two are just as exhausted as you are, after all you still have your fingers to pleasure them. Not your tongue though, you do not want to taste your own sperm on their vagina. “Yeah also don't forget about what you said earlier, now and forever. You weren't lying right oppa?” Of course you can't say yes to that, “No, I love you two, now and forever”, You hugged them tighter. “Good, then we can talk about marriage later as well”, Tomorrow problem, for tomorrow me, as the saying goes.

“I love you oppa”

“I love you babe”

“I love you two as well”

Maybe this isn't so bad. You have two heavenly beauties with irresistible sex appeal and jaw dropping looks that will always love you till the end of days. Maybe they love you a little too much, but that's okay. Right?

AN:

Yo, sorry for the wait, last part of the series. I will add some polls soon for the next series, hope you like it. Also please feel free to send any comments or critisism, this is the first time I start publishing my stories and I want to improve my skills. Hope you like it :)

[mellifiedprincess]

here’s another jack fic, because i’m a wee bit obsessed. This is literally just straight up the sweetest fluff ever. CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR SCREAM V1!!!

Jack Champion x reader

EMOTIONALLY UNWELL

You weren’t sure why you were feeling the way you were feeling. Maybe it was the stress from work, maybe it was the fact that all of your friends suddenly wanted nothing to do with you, or maybe it was all of that and that Jack left for the gym hours ago, and all you wanted was to be cuddled up with him.

You laid on the couch, swaddled in the fluffiest blanket you own, with one of Jacks hoodies on. You had decided to have a Scream marathon, just you and your sweet angel Butters, who had decided to abandon your pity party about 30 minutes ago.

You were in the middle of Scream 5, when your favorite character Dewey dies. You’ve seen this movie probably close to 100 times, so why only now do you find yourself crying your eyes out, as you watch Gale scream for Dewey. Which then got you thinking about Jack in Scream VI. Yeah sure he was a psycho killer, but you still didn’t like seeing him die. He’s your angel face sweetheart, after all.

That was your breaking point. You grab your phone, clicking on Jacks contact. After two rings, he picks up, slightly out of breath. “Hey sweetheart, I was just finishing up here.” His voice calming you already.

“Oh, okay.” You pause for a moment, clearing your voice to hide the emotion. You figure telling him how much you need his undivided attention because you’re very emotional, would cause nothing but panic. And he did say he was finishing up. So, you said the first thing that came to mind, “I just wanted to know if you wanted to cook for dinner, or grab something on your way back home?” You can FEEL him perk up, already knowing what he’d rather do.

“Angel, c’mon, you know I’d rather cook dinner with you. Give me like 10 more minutes here, and I’ll be on my way home.” A relieved sigh escapes past your lips. “Okay! Just please be quick Jack. You always say 10 more minutes, and then it turns into, “5 more reps babe!”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. I love you sweets. I’ll be home in like 30 minutes max.” Knowing that probably wouldn’t happen, you roll your eyes. “Okay, I love you too!” Hanging up the phone, you stand and make your way to find Butters. If Jack was gonna be gone longer, you had to get the next best thing. You soon find Butters cuddled into Jacks pillow on your shared bed. Snapping a quick picture because of how cute he looks, you scoop him into your arms and fall on to your bed.

As soon as your head hits Jacks pillow, you can’t help but snuggle your face into it even more. His scent gently taking over your senses. It was calming for a few seconds, until you started thinking about how he tucks you right in under his chin, and the soft rise and fall of his chest against your cheek.

You missed him. All you wanted was him, and you realized very quickly, nothing was going to help you except for him. He was the absolute only thing that ever made you feel safe.

More tears came rushing down your face, a sob falling from your lips. “What the fuck is wrong with me today?” You ask yourself. Butters gives you his signature side eye, before jumping out of your arms, and once again leaving you alone.

And then you hear your front door open.

Jumping up, not caring at all how tears are still streaming down your face, you run down stairs and straight to the kitchen. You knew that’s immediately where he would go. And you were right, you were always right about Jack.

His back was facing you as you walked in, and as soon as you reached him, you squeezed yourself between him and the counter. “Oh, hey baby!” His hand comes up to your back, and he leans down to press a kiss to your hairline.

After a few minutes, he finally takes a good look at you. “Hey what’s wrong?” You were clinging to him by this point, not daring to let go. Your cheeks still had tears streaming down them, and your poor eyes. All swollen and bloodshot. He grabbed you by the waist and put you on the counter to get a better look at you. “What happened sweet girl?”

And that’s when it all came crumbling down.

“You were gone for forever today! Work was absolutely horrible this morning, Maya and Blake want nothing to do with me for some reason. Butters, our sweet angel, keeps giving me bombastic side eye. AND on top of all of that, I keep thinking about how you die in Scream and it’s making me really sad.” He can’t help but laugh. He wishes he could stop himself, his sweet girl is having a bad day and he’s laughing.

“Jack!” You hit his shoulder, stopping him from laughing more, a smile still on his lips. “You’re adorable. You know that?” He places a quick kiss to your lips, and you pout up at him when he pulls away. “Hey, stop that pouting, I’m right here, baby.” You grasp the sides of his shirt, and let out a whine. “Yeah, but you’re not close enough.” Jack couldn’t help but let another laugh out. He secretly loved when you got like this. So needy for him, whiny and borderline bratty, all because you just wanted him close to you.

“I have to go shower. You wanna sit in the bathroom and talk to me while I do that?” “Mhmm.” You nod your head, a slight pout still on your lips. “Alright, c’mere.” He scoops you up and makes his way to the bathroom, before sitting you back down on the bathroom counter.

You watch him start the shower, and then come back over to you while it warms up. “So, what are we gonna make for dinner?” You knew what he was doing, he was trying to distract you from your thoughts. “I don’t know. I don’t even think we have anything to make for dinner. So, we’ll probably have to go to the store.” You sigh out, the thought of going to the store, where there are a lot of people, did not sound appealing to you. Jack kisses your cheek, then starts walking back to the shower, stripping before he gets in.

“Okay, then how about you choose somewhere to get takeout, and we’ll go pick it up together.”

“We can do that.” You reply back softly.

After about 20 minutes and you and Jack talking about any and everything, Jack literally tumbles out of the shower, slipping as he steps out, making the cutest giggle fall from your mouth. Jack couldn’t help but smile at the sound.

As he starts getting dressed, you hear him start to sing softly. Something he only did in front of you and his mother. And you couldn’t help but start to tear up at his voice.

When Jack finished getting dressed, he looks back over at you, and immediately rushes over. “Baby, what’s wrong now? Have you really missed me that much today?” He wipes the tears from your cheeks, and guides your head to his chest, rubbing the back of it.

You sniffle before looking back up at him. “It’s just, I’m so in love with you.” You pause, sniffling again, before continuing.

“Everything about you, just brings me so much joy, and comfort. And your voice- Jack I swear all I can imagine is the sun kissing your throat every morning before you wake, giving you this warmth, that could have only been created for you.” Jack couldn’t resist anymore, he needed to kiss you. So he did, and he tried to put every ounce of love he had for you in it.

When he pulls away, there’s a smile on his face that he thinks will be there for the rest of his life. “I don’t know what kind of person I was in my past life, but I had to be a fucking saint to end up with someone like you.”

“Then can you pinky promise that you’re never gonna leave me?” You hold your pinky up, big hopeful eyes staring right into his. He hooks his pinky with yours, sealing the promise with a kiss to your hand, and then a kiss to your lips. “I would have to die in order for that to happen.”

You smile and let your head fall against his chest again. “I believe we would find our way back to each other. Theres no way our souls aren’t bonded together by an invisible string, since we were thought to be created” You can feel his hand rubbing up and down your back. “You are undoubtedly my soulmate, Jack. No one could convince me otherwise.”

“You’re mine too, angel. I hope you always believe that.”

[simplepotatofarmer]

Sixteenth Day Event Prompt:

Alienation & Spite

tuesday morning, 8:47 a.m.

characters: technoblade, dream word count: 1,541

I've been in this room before.

The last time, ages ago, it was brief. Techno had practically rushed me out after ringing the bell a few times. That felt like something that had to be done, some stupid ritual that you signed up for the moment you stepped into the cabin. He had come back, a little later, and made sure I wasn't watching as he opened the secret chest in the back of the room.

I knew where it was. I could go over right now and open the chest and take whatever the hell I wanted and Techno wouldn't stop me. It wasn't a secret anymore and that felt...

It felt shitty for no reason. Of course he didn't bother hiding those things anymore. I've been living in his house for months, what was there to hide? But fuck man. He could at least pretend things were normal.

Ugh.

Rolling over, I shoved one of the pillows into my face and resisted the urge to scream. If I did, Techno would hear. He would climb up the ladder and ask if everything was alright and I would lie. I should feel bad for lying; I know he's trying to help but I don't want help, I want to be left alone.

It's easier. No one gets that. No one understands that everything still hurts or that I feel wrong without a potion or that food makes me want to vomit or that I don't want to leave the cabin. I don't even want to leave the room.

Techno calls it wallowing. Maybe he's right. Maybe I don't care.

Out of the corner of my eye, I can see the sunlight reflecting off the bell and block of emerald. Something about that makes me angry. I've been angry a lot, I guess. It knots in my chest and I want to tear it out. I want to punch something. I want to punch myself. I settle for dragging my nails against my skin until its red and stings. It doesn't calm the anger that's making my eyes water. Without thinking, I throw the pillow across the room, at the bell.

It makes a low chiming sound and I groan.

As expected, a few moments later, Techno pokes his head up, arms resting on the floor. He's worried. I tug my sleeves down over my arms, hiding the scratches. Not that Techno would be mad. That's the problem. He'd understand. He'd say it's okay and it's not.

"Hey, Dream. You rang?"

It was funny and I have to fight the smile.

"No. That—That was an accident."

His eyes slide towards the bell and sees the pillow on the ground.

"Ah."

I don't say anything.

"How about you come downstairs, man? I'll make you some breakfast."

I still don't say anything. I stare at the ceiling.

"C'mon on man."

He talks so softly, the same way he does to his animals and it's another thing I want to be pissed about except I've heard him use the same tone with Phil, with Ranboo or Niki.

So stupid.

I want things to be normal but it is and I'm still mad.

"I'm not hungry," I lie. I'm starving. I want a potion.

"Alright." Techno reaches out and tugs the blanket up over me. He's stretching precariously. "How about we make a deal? I'll leave you alone for a bit but you've gotta promise to come down for dinner."

His words hang in the air a bit and I roll my eyes.

"Or what?"

Techno laughs.

"Or I'll carry your scrawny behind downstairs my dang self," he says.

I believe him.

"God. Fine, Techno."

He laughs again.

“See ya later, Dream.”

His head disappears back downstairs. Already I regret agreeing to his stupid deal. He won’t actually drag me downstairs if I change my mind, I know that. I roll over the other way, facing the ladder. On the bedside table is a bottle of water and Techno’s communicator. Mine is gone and has been since Sam took it. I reach over and grab Techno’s. It’s only 8:47 a.m. Dinner is a long way off.

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I’m worried.

It’s kinda hard not to be worried when you have a man in your bedroom who’ll barely move and barely eat. I don’t mind. Well, I do, just not in the way Dream thinks I do. He thinks I want him out, gone out of my life. I had to fight against his idiotic plan to fake a parting of ways while we were in prison. The only thing I want is—

It’s lame, chat, I know.

I want him to be okay. The first few weeks, he hardly moved because he couldn’t. He wasn’t in any kind of shape. The thought of what happened to him in that cell after I left haunts me. How can you make up for that?

I pull the raw beef out of the ice chest. A good steak is a start. I wouldn’t have made something that required so much chewing a couple months ago but Dream’s jaw had healed. And I know he’s a steak man when he’s not relying on potions or golden apples. I’ve caught him sneaking both after days of refusing food.

Fighting the urge to keep walking over to stand at the bottom of the ladder is the hardest part. I want to go back up and check on him again. He had been quick at pulling his sleeves down but I saw the marks on his arms. If I had said something, it might have made him withdraw even more.

I’ll make him a cake.

I have no idea if he’ll eat it but he might. It’s something to occupy my time and something to do to show him I care. He knows, he’s gotta know by this point but sometimes he lays there like he doesn’t know anything anymore. I don’t blame him. He has that lost look in his eyes every so often and I know he’s pulling away because it’s easier.

I know, I’ve been there. This cabin was built to get away from everything. It took some time to realize I was being a fool. Dream will get there, I’ve got faith in him. He’s been through a lot and he still smiles sometimes.

I’m on autopilot baking. Niki’s recipe is well-worn by this point and I don’t need to have it sitting out but that’s habit, too. It’s a nice reminder. By the time the cake is in the oven, the sun is midpoint in the sky. The beef’s been marinating for awhile. I glance towards the living room and sigh.

Just a quick check, I won’t even go up the ladder.

Standing at the base, I can’t hear anything. That’s probably a good sign. Hopefully, he’s sleeping. Sleep hasn’t been easy for him which means it’s not been great for me, either, and I can sleep through a lot. Except the person next to me lashing out or screaming. It hurts. Not the times he’s hit me on accident but hearing a friend say ‘no’ and ‘please’ and ‘stop’ over and over.

I’ve gotta stop thinking about it. I know Dream’s picked up on my worry and I know sometimes it makes him feel weird. I get it, I do.

By the time the cake is cooled and has a nice layer of green frosting on it, the steaks are also done and the sun is lower in the sky. I pat my pockets, looking for my communicator to check the time, but I must’ve misplaced it again. I make another mental reminder to put a clock somewhere and head over to the ladder.

Dream is pretending to sleep, I can tell.

“Dinner time.”

He opens one eye. I smile. He opens the other and sighs as he props himself up.

“I’m—I’m not hungry.”

It’s the same thing as earlier and it’s still a lie, I know it. I raise an eyebrow and look at him silently. After a moment, a slight tinge of pink is on his cheeks.

Got ‘em.

“Ugh, fine,” he says as he swings his legs out of bed. “You’re so annoying.”

“I know, Dream, I know.” I slide down the ladder and wait for him. When he climbs down, I put my hand out, hovering near his back, just in case. “I’ve made you a real special dinner.”

“What? Why?”

I stop in front of the kitchen table. Some of the icing on the cake has melted a bit but the steaks look good. Dream is next to me. He looks confused. He looks sad. I put my arm around his shoulders. They still feel awfully boney.

“Because it’s your four month anniversary of stayin’ here, man. We’ve gotta celebrate.”

Dream’s voice rises in pitch.

“What?”

I know that tone. He’s struggling not to smile and rolling his eyes. I nudge my nose against the side of his head and pull him a little closer. He doesn’t pull away.

“We’re celebratin’, Dream. I even made you a cake.”

“This is so stupid,” he says but he’s leaning against me and I wrap my arms around him and hug him.

“Let’s eat.”

@sixteenth-day-event

[ghostgorlsworld]

Johnny Boy (Werwolf! Soap x reader) Part two

Once upon a time, you would've done anything for John Mctavish. He had been your older brother's cool best friend, and you were always desperate for him to see you as more--until one fateful night that ends up with you pregnant and him...gone. Fast forward six years and you've made a good life for yourself with your daughter Emma, with Johnny none the wiser. Until he decides to knock on your door.

You can find part one here

Part two:

You dismissed every call that lit up your phone for days, ignoring Tom while he beat down your door, ignoring Susan when she left endless tearful voicemails. 

It was a betrayal. It cut deep, reminding you of the days when Tom and John were attached at the hip, always together and never letting you in the loop. Everyone always loved John, and you were sure with the right amount of mournful blue-eyed looks and apologies, your family was willing to let him back in without even a thought.

But they weren’t there, were they? That night when you thought he wanted you, his teeth in your throat, his hips cradled in your thighs. 

You woke up alone, sore between your legs and dried blood on your sheets. He was long gone, Tom having driven him to the airport early that morning.

You were twenty, he was twenty five, the same age as your brother. Within two months, you were showing and he was nowhere to be found, off playing hero in some distant war.

Emma didn’t understand. You catch her looking outside curiously, seeming to be searching for someone. You find things out of place in your closet, where she must have been looking for some relic of his.

There are none. He left you nothing of his except her.

“He’s going to come back,” she said, once, while the two of you were having dinner. 

You were still in your work clothes, a sweater and a pencil skirt, your fork half-way to your mouth. “Who, Emma?” She looked at you, so knowing for a child so young. “My dad. Can’t you smell him?”

A chill slid down your spine. “Emma, I’m not like you,” you said. “Where did you smell him?” “On you, Mum,” she said, as if it was obvious. “He’s all over you.” It seemed the military taught him a few tricks. 

The next day, Emma was proved right.

It was an early Saturday morning, Emma was still asleep in your bed while you shifted quietly in the kitchen, half paying attention to the telly playing some mindless cartoon. 

A knock on the door. 

You paused, lowering your cup of coffee. 

You hated that you always knew when he was around. Some nameless feeling that you’ve had since you were a little girl.

Another knock, this one more insistent.

His voice, calm and deep. “Come on, hen, let's have it out.”

You took a step towards the bedroom, having half a mind to close the door and ignore the knocks until he went away.

“Don’t.” 

You paused, mid-step. 

“Please.”

Johnny never said please. He was the fighter, always unyielding and laughing, thinking it was funny when his mouth got him in trouble.

You’re wearing a soft slip and a robe. You tie it before you open the door, your hands trembling against the door knob.

He looked awful. His eyes were red, like he hadn’t slept in the last three days, his hair ruffled. He was wearing your brother's clothes that didn’t quite fit, another stir of anger in your chest at the thought of Tom letting him stay at his house.

The fucking traitor. 

“You look like shit,” you said, your words like a bite. 

His mouth twitched. “I missed you too, kitty.”

God you hated that word. You got that nickname at three years old and you’ve despised it ever since.

“What do you want, John?” You asked, your fingers white against the knob. 

John leaned in close, like he couldn’t help it, inhaling deeply. His eyes got brighter, an inhuman gleam. “Kitty, I’m so fucking sorry.”

“For what? For fucking me and leaving me to raise your kid? For the six years of silence?” You looked away from his intense stare, knowing full well if you gave an inch he would take a mile. Johnny was like this when you were kids too, so harmless and smiling until he wasn’t, until someone touched one of his toys or took him away from you and Tommy’s house.

“For everything, hen, I…you didn’t deserve any of it,” John stepped even closer, his palm against your door. “Look at me, kitty, c’mon, I’ve thought of you every fucking day for six years and I’ve just found out you’ve had my pup alone.”

“And how do you know I was alone?” You spat, wanting to hurt him, to let him know that you weren’t his anymore.

That might have been the wrong thing to say. Johnny stiffened, his breath hot against your cheek. “Because you still smell like me, kitty.”

Which made no sense. You’ve had sex since he left, a few dates here and there while Emma was staying the night at her grandparents. There should be nothing left, no trace of him–you made sure of it. “I just…I just wanna meet her. Please, hen, I’m her father.” 

There’s a part of you that understands that if you refused, Johnny would find a way. Nothing could stop Johnny when he really, really wanted something and wolves were different from normal men. Territorial. 

But if you let them meet, then it would be all downhill from there. Emma would get attached and Johnny would enjoy playing daddy for a month or two, then time would be up. He would be across the world again, taking bullets and ripping throats, and you would be here, being a mother and paying the bills.

“John,” you said, suddenly so full of sadness. Why did you have to be the bad guy? Why did it happen like this?

In another life, you would have wanted this with him. Marriage, kids, the whole nine yards–but instead, you had to be the evil bitch keeping him from his kid, though both of you knew he would just break her heart.

“I know, kitty,” he said, like he knew what you were thinking. “But I walked away once. I cannae do it again.” You looked away again, chewing on your lip. His hand twitched and you remembered the way it felt against your hip, pulling you underneath him. 

The memory soured your stomach. It was five years ago, for God’s sake, and he was drunk. You shouldn’t remember it with any sort of fondness.

“Come back tomorrow,” you said finally, crossing your arms over your chest. “Eight thirty for breakfast. I’ll do my best to…prepare her.”

Johnny made to touch you, maybe to hug or grip your shoulders but you flinched back, your spine bumping into the door.

“Kitty-” he began but you shook your head, already reaching for the door handle. “Goodbye John.”

Emma was eating lunch when you pulled out a chair at the kitchen table, sitting down with a sigh.

It was time for the talk.

The You Have A Father and He Wants to See You and I Can’t Say No Talk.

Emma, as always, was unflappable. She turned the pages in the Louis L’Amour book every morning when she woke, and every night before dinner. Why would a father materializing out of nowhere phase her?

“Why did he leave?” She asked, tearing tiny triangles in her cheese toastie.

You took a moment to think about your answer. It wouldn’t do to make your daughter hate her father before she could even make her own opinions about him.

You, on the other hand, could hate him as much as you liked.

“He was enlisted in the military, remember?” 

She nodded. 

“They decided that he was…special. That he could do important work, but there was a price–he couldn’t let anyone know about the important work. They, um, well they had to hide him, keep him from the world so he…he never found out about you.” Emma was silent for a long time, now tearing the crust into crumbs. You waited for her, forcing back the emotion clogging your throat. “But he wants to see me now?” She asked, almost shy. 

“Yes, he’s…he’s your father. And he’s like you.”

That was something that really grated on your nerves, the fact that they were so alike, you couldn’t relate to your daughter’s wolfish instincts, couldn’t shift with her on the full moons, couldn’t smell her emotions like she could yours. 

“Grandpa was like me,” she said, loyal as always. 

“You don’t have to see him if you don’t want to, bear, I promise, I’ll keep him away if that’s what you want.”

Emma pondered this, finally taking a proper bite of her toastie. “I’ll meet him,” she decided. “I’d like to ask him about his secret missions.” You laughed. Wetly. “Alright. He’s going to have breakfast with us tomorrow.” “Eight thirty?” “Eight thirty.”

Emma finished her lunch, and that was that.

It seemed that the only person suffering in this situation was you.

“I’m sorry.” Tommy was upset, you could tell, his cheeks flushed red like they did when you were kids. “I don’t know what I was thinking but I saw Johnny and I thought…God, I can’t lie to him anymore. We can’t lie to him anymore.” “It wasn’t your decision to make, Tom,” you said, your voice reaching that pitch that made you feel like your mother. “At a fucking funeral no less.” “I know, I know. I’m sorry,” Tommy gripped your shoulders and wrestled you into a hug. “I’m a slag, I’m a fucking idiot, just don’t keep you and bear from me anymore, my house is like a fucking coffin without you two.”

“What, your waitress of the week hasn’t been keeping you company?” You snarked, your face in his chest. You allowed him to hug you, a part of you relaxing now that you weren’t pissed at your brother. “I heard John was staying with you.” “Just for now, he has Susan helping him find an apartment around here.”

You stiffened. “What?”

Tom winced, as if kicking himself. “Shit. I wasn’t supposed to say that.”

“God, who’s side are you on Tommy? He abandoned us for six years!” “You know just as well as I do that if he knew about Emma he would’ve been here from the very beginning.” Tommy didn’t understand. “But he didn’t, did he? He screwed your little sister while he was piss-drunk and then left without a word. I’ll never forgive him for it and you shouldn’t either.” “I wasn’t going to, love. I haven’t, really, but…look at him,” Tom clenched his jaw, the love of a brother resurfacing. You remembered being so jealous of their bond, the ease of their friendship. “The fucker’s been through hell, there’s no telling what they have him do out there.” “Nothing that he didn’t sign up for.”

“You and I both know how limited his options were,” Tom said, gripping your shoulders. “How limited Emma’s options will be.”

It wasn’t a thought you could bear to think about for very long. Getting a job, going to high school, getting accepted into college, all of these things were difficult for Emma’s kind, no matter what the government likes to say about equality.

Johnny was smart. So smart. He tinkered with everything, the telly, the lawn mower, your father’s old rifle–he would take things apart to see how they worked and then put them back together even better than they were before. 

It killed him when college after college rejected his applications. He had gotten into a few scraps over the years and they showed up on his records, so they stamped him down into the Aggressive list and threw away his application. 

The military snagged him shortly after, with promises of being with his own kind and not having to hide what he was.

You couldn’t blame him, not even when he stopped calling on your birthday or visiting for holidays. He had a real family in the military, one that wasn’t just you and Tommy. 

You had always been in love with him, forever the younger sibling that followed them around like a lost duckling. You were twenty when he came home again for the first time in a few years and your old feelings came back with a vengeance.

It hurt you more than you would ever tell that you weren’t enough to come home for. That the night you spent together was nothing more than the incident that gave you Emma.

“I know you loved him more than you would ever admit,” Tommy said gently, catching your chin when you tried to look away. “I know he hurt you so badly that it took you years to be able to ever look at another man. Trust me, I hate him for it too, but…he’s her father, love. She needs a father.”

And that was that. You were never enough for anyone, not even Emma. “I know,” you said. “That’s why I haven’t moved to the States and changed my name.” Tom laughed, and neither of you acknowledged that his laugh was about as damp as yours. “Are we still on for next weekend? I’ll need to pick up some ribeyes from the store if I’m going to have Em.” That was right. You had asked Tom weeks ago to watch Emma while you…well, while you went on a date. He was a nice guy, someone you met at work–he was cute in a bookish way, glasses and nice hair and knitted sweaters. You needed nice and cute, something to clear up the stain that Johnny left on you.

“Yeah, Charlie’s picking me up at six, so I’ll have Em over at five thirty.” Tom nodded. “Do…do you want me to tell Johnny why you’re off for the night?”

“God no. It’s none of his fucking business.”

[scarabsinthestardust]

Tender // Ch. 4

MASTERLIST

word count: 2200+

CHAPTER WARNINGS: language; mentions of drinking/alcoholism; arguing/one-sided arguments; depression; anxiety; unspecified undiagnosed mental illness; tiny little spoiler for Better in the Morning, but nothing that will be a shock to readers that are caught up on it

The trouble with things going smoothly is that one tends to get complacent. They get comfortable and let their guard down. They make mistakes and people suffer for it, mostly the ones they never wanted to hurt in the first place.

Josh and I have been going strong for the last six months. We’ve not so much as bickered since the first argument. He’s somehow convinced me, on some uncertain level, that maybe I do deserve this happiness. The fear is still there, of course, but Josh has found a way to quell it, and suddenly I don’t feel like I’m drowning. He’s my spark, my ever-burning flame, and I think maybe I might be able to keep it from going out.

I never wanted kids, and that hasn’t changed, but watching Josh light up around them only increases my love for him. It’s no different with his new niece. He’s been fawning over Kya and Jake’s baby nonstop since she was born and has made it his life’s mission to ensure he’s the ‘favorite uncle.’ He talks about her constantly, and I’m surprisingly not put off by his incessant chattering these days. But I suppose all good things must come to an end.

We’re in his kitchen, cleaning up after dinner. Although I still have my own place, I find myself spending most of my time at his house. He’s talking a million miles a minute about his day, and his most recent visit to Kya’s. He tells me practically everything the baby did, which isn’t much considering she’s, well, a baby, but Josh is excited, so I let him have his moment. Then he says something that makes my heart stop.

“Jake said they’re probably gonna go to West Virginia soon to visit… uh, whoever you guys know up there. I thought maybe we could tag along, make it a whole family trip.”

“No. I’m not going to West Virginia.” Bile is rising in my throat at the thought, and I’m infuriated he would even suggest it.

He reaches out to touch my arm. “I mean, I’d be there with you the whole time. I think it’d be-“

“I said no.”

“I want to see where you grew up, and whatever happened out there, we can-“

The last remaining calm in me dissipates, and I snatch my arm from him, slamming my fist on the marble countertop so hard it shoots pain up to my elbow. “Drop it!”

He blinks at me in shock, and I pretend I don’t notice the way he flinches. I’ve never raised my voice like this toward him, but now the dam has broken, and I can’t stop. “Why can’t you ever just fucking leave shit alone?”

“Finn…” His voice is so small and soft that I almost feel bad. Almost.

“Stop. Fucking. Talking. For once in your life shut the fuck up. I don’t understand why you always have to keep pushing and pushing for shit you know nothing about! Maybe no one’s ever told you no, you’re so used to getting everything you want, but it doesn’t fucking work like that. And you don’t even understand one piece of what you’re prying for. So, stop acting like a spoiled fucking brat, and quit digging!”

I know he doesn’t deserve any of what I said, but the damage is already done. His eyes are filling with tears, and he takes a step away from me. His jaw tenses and he nods, refusing to look me in the eyes. “Fine. Okay.” He doesn’t argue, the first indication that I’ve truly hurt him, only turns away and disappears down the hallway.

My heart’s racing, my skin feels like it’s on fire, and I’m squeezing my fist so tightly my nails are digging into my palm. The house is too small; the walls might be closing in on me. I don’t hear anything, and Josh doesn’t come back out. I should go apologize, but it seems like such a daunting task that will only result in more confrontation, and will inevitably lead me to hurt him more. That’s the last thing I want to do, so I grab my keys, slam the door on the way out, get in my car, and drive.

I don’t have a destination, I just need to get away. It’s already dark; the bright oncoming headlights in the opposite lane make my eyes water. Or is it the guilt and anxiety? I very much wish I could go back and do things differently. Maybe it’s not too late to salvage my relationship with him, but I can’t return to him like this, when my mind is still mottled with rage. I don’t trust what I might do. Instead, I’ll do what I do best – run.

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JOSHUA

When Josh told his twin he was coming over, Jake wasn’t expecting to find him with bloodshot eyes and splotchy, tear-stained cheeks. “Shit, what’s wrong?” Jake ushered him inside and directed his attention to Josh, concern painting his features.

“Finn and I got into a fight. And he didn’t come home. It’s been 24 hours. His phone’s going straight to voicemail. I checked his place, and I don’t think he’s been there either. What if something happened to him? What if-“

“Josh, calm down. I’m sure he’s fine.” Jake coaxed his brother to sit down on the couch. He gently reminded Josh to keep his voice down, so he doesn’t wake the baby. “Did he say anything before he left?”

“No. No, we argued… he was so pissed off so I tried to give him some space and he just left.” Josh didn’t want to elaborate on the details; he knew how Jake would react to Finn being the primary aggressor, and he didn’t want to make his boyfriend out to be the bad guy. He blamed himself for it anyways. “I don’t know what to do. I’m worried about him. And I checked the weather, there’s another storm coming through. What if he gets stuck out in it somewhere?”

Jake shook his head. “What are you talking about? He’s not a fucking dog, Josh. It’s just rain. He’ll figure it out.”

“No, he’s right to be worried.” Kya’s voice came from behind them; they didn’t hear her come around the corner until she spoke. “He’s always been terrified of storms. I don’t know why. He used to hide in the closet when we were kids, until it passed. But that also means he watches the weather like a hawk. I’m sure he’s found somewhere safe to hunker down until it passes.”

“Is this normal for him, to just disappear?” Josh’s eyes pleaded with her for some kind of reassurance.

Kya shrugged sadly. “He’s always been a little ghost-y, I guess. But I didn’t think he would just drop off without telling you. What… was it that bad of a fight?”

Josh swallowed as he fought back tears. “It… no, it was stupid. And I’m the one that upset him. I started it.”

Kya watched him carefully; there was something he wasn’t telling them. But she didn’t call him out on it. She figured if it was something serious, he would have said something. “He’ll come around,” she said. “He doesn’t handle confrontation well. I’m sure he just needs some time to cool off and clear his head. He’ll come back.” She didn’t let on that she was suddenly doubting her own words.

When Josh eventually returned home, dejected and depressed, he curled up on the couch under a soft throw blanket. He held his phone close and made sure the volume was turned up in case Finn did call him back. He wanted to stay up, wanted to wait just a little longer, but exhaustion won out and he soon drifted to sleep.

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It’s barely dawn by the time I make it back to Josh’s house. His car is here. He’s probably asleep, which makes me falter. I don’t want to wake him up, but I know the longer I stay away, the harder it will be. I’ve rehearsed a hundred different conversations in my head, like memorizing a script that will change based on how Josh responds to each line. I’m honestly quite terrified. I considered just staying gone, but I know Josh well enough to know that kind of uncertainty would only hurt him more. If I’ve lost him, at least we’ll both know it.

I ring the doorbell. I know where he keeps the spare key, but I don’t feel like I’ve earned the right to use it. I don’t realize I’m holding my breath as I wait for a response. I’m surprised at how quickly he comes to the door, and I’m even more shocked when he throws his arms around me so hard I almost stumble backwards.

“Where the hell have you been? I was so worried about you. I thought… I thought something happened to you.”

He was worried? About me? I coax him inside so I can shut the door. I’m not keen on providing intel on our private lives to the neighbors. He sniffs and rubs his eyes with the back of his hand. When I finally get a good look at his face, my chest aches. He hasn’t slept; he looks exhausted. I know he’s been crying, and I hate that it’s my fault.

He allows me to lead him to the couch, but instead of sitting with him, I kneel on the floor in front of him. “I’m so sorry.” It seems like a good place to start. “I’m sorry for how I treated you. You didn’t deserve that, Josh. I lost my cool, that’s all on me. And… I understand if you want me to leave, if you don’t want this anymore.”

“Where did you go?” he asks quietly.

“Uh, Wichita.”

“Kansas? What the hell is in Kansas? Or… who?”

I’m mildly taken aback at the implication, but if the roles were reversed, I’d be thinking the same thing. “I promise you, it’s nothing like that. I didn’t plan to go to Wichita, I just ended up there. I…” I hesitate to tell him the whole truth. Hiding it is easier, and he may not ever forgive me. But maybe he’ll pity me instead, and that’s almost worse. “I messed up, though.” I pull my AA chip from my pocket and place it in his hand, careful to avoid his eyes. “I’m sorry. I know you’re probably disappointed in me. I found a meeting before I came back, but if you don’t want-“

“I don’t want you to leave.” He looks at the chip in his palm before holding it back out to me. “This doesn’t define you, Finn. You’re allowed to make mistakes.”

Mistakes get people killed. “You deserve better,” I admit. I’m giving him an out, an escape route, and the small piece of me that is still decent wants him to take it. I slip the chip back into my pocket, although it feels dirty now, contaminated somehow.

He’s staring down at the carpet, and I can see the wheels turning. “You weren’t drunk, though.”

“I got drunk. I went to a bar, and-“

“No, I mean before you left. You weren’t drunk when you screamed at me.”

“No,” I whisper. “I… I can’t go back there, Josh. You trying to convince me to, it… it triggered something in me, I guess. I can’t stand feeling like I don’t have a choice.”

“I didn’t mean to upset you.”

“I know you didn’t. I’m working on it, though. And I know it’s a lot to ask, but I promise if you give me another chance, I’ll do better. It won’t happen again.”

He stays quiet for a moment, sniffling as he considers my words. I’m still not confident that he’ll forgive me, and I brace myself for the worst. But instead, he leans forward, resting his arms on my shoulders and pulling me to him. “I’m sorry. Just please don’t leave. Let me help you,” he practically begs.

I give into his pleas, and we stay like this until he asks me to come to bed with him. “Will you just lay with me?” I hold him then, neither of us saying a word. His fingers absentmindedly trace my skin, just under the hem of my shirt. They trail along the small scar just above my right hip and I tense up involuntarily. The little patch of marred flesh is just a reminder, another in a long line of stories I will never tell him. He’s learned to quit asking about it, now.

I don’t think I really sleep. Josh eventually drifts off and I’m left alone. I don’t want to admit it, but my gut is telling me this is wrong. Something in me is screaming to get away from here, from him. Except it’s not because I’m in any kind of danger. It’s because I know he is. No matter how many promises I make, how many times he forgives me for the things I’ve done, or how much he pleads for me to stay with him, I will inevitably hurt him over and over again. There is no doubt in my mind that everything he’s tried to build in himself, I will bring it all crashing to the ground. I do love him, more than I’ve loved anyone this way. Some say if you love something, you need to let it go. But my love for him, and my own selfishness, is why I know I never will. I’ll hold onto him for as long as I can, even if all I do is drag him down with me to the pits of wherever the hell I end up.

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[dilflover-4ever]

Caught Josh Kiska

wc: 2.0k

Josh x f!reader

Warnings: slight angst, asshole Josh, illness(?), arguing, fingering (f receiving…), making out, unprotected sex (don’t be silly wrap your willy), kind of a caught in the act moment

Be aware of shitty writing and poor editing, sorry

When you catch the flu during the break of tour, you don’t think you’ll be ready to deal with Josh’s antics. Unless you don’t have to.

All intimate acts are consensual and this is fiction.

Fic under the cut

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Being on tour was tiring and you weren’t even preforming, but what made it even worse was the fact that you were stuck with your best friend Sam’s older brother 24/7. Josh made it seem as if getting on your nerves was the way that he got off. He did it so much that you've learned to just try and tune him out, ignoring him to the best of your abilities. Not only did he just piss you off but sometimes he was just flat out mean. Making comments about you personally, about how you act or talk. He knew where to hit you the hardest and it didn’t make life any easier. He was a complete dick to you only and there was nothing you could do about it.

Like today, minding your business, sitting on the couch on your phone. You hadn't been feeling well since last night, narrowing it down to a common cold you were just chilling. Obviously your peace had to be disturbed at some point but you didn't think it would be so soon when a hard smack on the back of your head. It caused you to rip your head up, hand immediately searching to soothe the ache from the hit. A laugh came from the offender. It was him, Josh, of- fucking- course, “Oh my God Josh leave me alone.” This was you trying to get him to leave you alone easily. But you knew he wouldn’t as he smirked with a scoff. “Josh I’m not in the mood for this right now, I said leave me alone, go bother someone else.”

“Honey i’m just messing with you calm the fuck down.” There’s no way. Your absolute biggest pet peeve was when somebody told you to “chill” or “calm down”. It just made you enraged and fired up. Like who does someone think they are where they can tell you how to control your emotions. Especially when you were just a little ticked off. "I am calm Josh! but you ruined it!" You told him. "I didn't even hit you that hard what are you on about?" Was his reply. “God Josh just leave me the fuck alone! You're so stupid! You bother me every second of every day and you have a random problem with me for no reason!" You said, a tingling coming from your nose, causing you to aggressively wipe it. "I never said I had a problem with you." He claimed. "Oh then please enlighten me Josh, why do you always ha-” Your yelling was cut short when you sneezed into your elbow, body jerking. When you had thought you recovered and you got ready to start yelling again until the sneeze was followed by a dry throat and a cough attack, you couldn't control it. It felt like you were coughing a lung up, it was painful and loud. In the distance you heard a door open and Sam was soon by your side holding you up while trying to avoid getting in your face and getting sick.

“Woah woah, y/n are you sick?” He said, leading you to take a seat on the couch of the shared hotel suite. Danny and Jake came in the living room to see what all of the commotion was from. The coughing had subsided but the pain in your throat remained. “Yeah it's just a cold dont worry about it.” You tried reassuring them you were fine, knowing you wanted to join them on the walk through town and dinner. Jake walked up holding a glass of water. You took it gratefully and gulped it down.

“So what about tonight? When are we leaving?” You asked. They all stood around you staring until Danny chimed in, “Y/n you gotta stay here, there's no way you're good enough to walk around with us.” "No I-" You went to disagree until another voice cut you off. “Oh come on guys she's just being dramatic, she wants attention.” An offended look crossed your face, “Oh fuck off Josh.” Sam said, turning to face his brother. Jake's phone went off and he pulled out his phone to read it. “Hey guys, we gotta go, our dinner reservations are soon.”

They all turned back to you as you moved to get up. “Woah no, no, no, slow down, you're staying here.” Sam spoke, ignoring the rude glare you gave him. “We’ll bring you back something alright? Just text me what you want.” Jake said, sliding his shoes on. A scoff came from Josh followed by a muttered “unbelievable” You waved them off and they walked out the door.

Shortly after turning a movie on, you quickly fall asleep, ignoring the request for information on your dinner order. You cuddled the blanket to your chin, legs sticking out to avoid overheating.

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The next morning you awoke to the sound of coughing in the main room, so it wasn't coming from you? You try to fall back to sleep once it is quiet again. Until it started back up, louder this time. You shifted up into a sitting position, groaning when you were met with a sharp pain right in the middle of your head. You got up and shuffled to the door. Opening it you were met with the sight of Josh hunched over the kitchen counter the area around him littered with used tissues. A smirk came across your face, “Aw the little baby is having tummy issues.” you said with faux concern your voice hoarse from sleep and soreness . He turned towards you, throwing a scowl your way “Shut up.”

The other boys entered the room and grimaced at the sight of you and Josh. A laugh left Danny’s lips. “You guys look like shit.” You smiled but Josh took it differently and threw the box of tissues at Danny. “Ok well we are gonna go run some errands, get some groceries and shit for the next couple days of break.” Sam said and followed with, “You two stay here, and please don't fight, I'm not sure either of you can take it.”

“Ah fuck off Sammy” Josh said, moving to sit on the couch. “Ok guys bye, have fun.” You could barely get through the statement without coughing. Once they left you took a seat on the opposite side of the couch from Josh. Once you were comfortable you reached for the remote, but you couldn't beat Josh as he grabbed it and leaned back into his spot. “Stupid fucker” you grumbled. “Don't turn on some shitty show.” You spoke. He retaliated with, “You don't have to watch then bitch.” You scoffed and grabbed your phone deciding to ignore the tv.

After around thirty minutes the show got your attention. It wasn’t good… per se but more the idiocy of the characters was entertaining. You and Josh made comments and even made each other laugh. It was nice, not being in a constant argument with him. You tried to take it in and not say anything passive aggressive. As the show played on you couldn't stop laughing. Josh joined in, an uncontrollable fit of laughter taking over. Nothing was even funny, you just couldn't stop laughing. “You know, you aren't too bad sweetheart.” You turned in Josh’s direction to see him looking at you with a smile. “Josh you’re fucking delirious.” You laughed and turned back towards the screen. He moved to sit closer to you, making you notice his lack of shirt. “Woah cowboy getting undressed already?” You still were laughing. “Alright now your turn,” He said but when he noticed your eyes shooting wide he added, “No i'm joking but I was being serious when I said you weren't so bad.”

With uncertainty you patted his shoulder, “Thanks Josh you aren't so terrible either.” He sat back and put his arm around your shoulders, a cheesy smile plastered on his face. When you met his eyes they were squinted, the illness getting to them. His eyes flashed down to your lips. When a giggled escaped you his eyes met yours again. He laughed and smiled, leaning in closer to your face. “Will you kiss me y/n?” You nodded and leaned in, meeting his lips with your own. It deepened when his tongue slipped between your lips, fighting with your own. You moaned and moved to straddle his lap, leaning his to his touch as he grabbed your hips.

As the kiss continued, his hands played with the hem of your sleep shirt which ironically had his face on it. The shirt was a secret Santa gag gift you received with the faces of all four boys on it. Disconnecting your lips from his, you pulled back to lift your shirt over your head. The cold air met your burning skin as you reconnected with Josh. He reached up and took both breasts into his own hands, moaning into the kiss. You rested your hands on his shoulders and ground your hips down onto him. That made moans fall from both of your mouths. You pulled back and he smiled. “What the fuck are we doing?” You responded with a laugh and he giggled into your neck as he peppered kissing along the side. You shifted up to pull on his waistband. He got the hint and lifted his hips to pull them down to his knees. Your hand drifted down as you took him in your palm giving sift gentle strokes in an attempt to get him to full hardness.

He leaned back into the couch and gave a lazy smile. You smiled back in a dazed state and leaned forward to capture his lips. The kiss was slow and sensual, both of you taking the time to enjoy it. His hand reached to your shorts, he tapped the outside of your thighs and you stood to removed them along with your underwear. Once you were back on his lap he ran his middle finger through your slit. The unexpectedness caused a sharp gasp to leave your mouth. “Aw all wet for me baby?” He grinned up at you and continued touching you. You laughed and leaned towards him. He brought his finger up to circle your clit. You felt your warm breath as it left your mouth and hit his neck.

“Come on Josh stop teasing me.” He could feel your smile as you said it and felt it drop when he slipped his finger inside. He dragged it back and forth, in and out of you eliciting whimpers to fall from your lips. “Think you can take another baby?” He questioned, a hum of ‘mhm’ left you in agreement. Once he had his two fingers inside you, scissoring them apart to stretch you open. You decided you didn't want to wait. “Josh,” You whimpered. “Yeah mama, what is it?” He asked. “Need your cock.” His fingers stalled inside of you as a groan fell from him. “Fuck baby you cant say that, I wont be able to hold myself back.”

“Don't then.” You pulled back to lift your hips up, the blanket pooling around your hips on his lap as he lined himself up. He dragged the tip through your slit, moving your arousal through it. Once he reached your entrance he slowly started pushing in. “Shit Josh,” You said, sliding down all of the way down his shaft. You fluttered around him. He groaned and pulled you back by the back of your neck, making your lips meet with his.

You started lifting your hips up and letting them fall back down slowly. “Oh so now you wanna tease me, you can't do that mama.” Fuck, that name. You smiled and allowed a breathy laugh to pass your lips. He grinned as he grabbed your hips, forcing you to go faster. The sounds of your skin slapping filled the room, accompanied by the moans and groans coming from both you and Josh.

You felt the coil tighten in your stomach, familiarizing yourself with the burn. You clenched around him and then wrapped your arms loosely over his shoulders. “Josh, I'm so close.” You grabbed onto the back of his neck tighter, pulling yourself into him, his face now in your neck. “I know baby it’s okay, let go for me.” His grip on your hips tightened and you could feel the marks forming that you were sure would be dark by tomorrow. You whimpered what you thought was his name but you weren't so sure, as you were completely wrapped up in the pleasure. Noticing a falter in your movements Josh took over, thrusting his hips up to meet yours. The sex sounds filling the room blocked both of your ears along with Josh’s. Neither of you heard the door knob shift, turning and the door being pushed inward.

“Guys- WOAH” Sam yelled. “My eyes!” Danny said, both of them turning away and rubbing at their eyes as Jake just laughed with a shrug and turned around with the others. A shriek came from you and both you and Josh froze before he scrambled to pull the blanket up over your shoulders, covering the both of you. You turned back to face Josh and you both cracked a smile before breaking into laughter. It seemed there was no end to the laughing as the boys looked back up after noticing your coverage. “Holy shit how delirious are they?” Danny said, making the journey to his room. “I dont fucking know dude,” Sam replied, “At least they arent fighting.” Jake added. “Hey yall get your shit together and finish up we got more medicine.” Sam finished before following the others.

You and Josh calmed down and moved to get redressed, not really feeling the mood anymore. Josh leaned into your ear, breathing down your neck. “We can finish this later tonight, need to see you come undone on my cock.” With that he got up and walked into his room. There was silence until you heard harsh coughs coming from his room, you laughed and moved towards your room.

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edit: ok wait why is this so shit

[gladerwolfstarkimagines]

Other Parts: Part One, Part Three (short version), Part Three (long version) and Part Four.

Finnick was woken by a loud knock on his door. He startled and was confused as to where he was, then he saw you and relaxed. He took some deep breaths to calm his rapidly beating heart and checked his watch. It was 12:00 in the afternoon! You'd both slept in hours after your shifts started. The door went again and he was annoyed at how loud it was. He didn't want it to wake you! So he got up as carefully but quickly as possible and opened the door.

Haymitch was still there leaning against the door and it was only then that Finnick realised he was naked. He shifted so the door covered his lower half and smiled "hey Haymitch, what's up?". "You're 3 hours late for work and Y/n is 4, any idea what happened?". "Oh shoot! We were up late last night exercising and I think we overdid it, sorry Haymitch". "Exercising huh?" Haymitch asked and Finnick nodded "yeah you know like we do in Beetee's lab". Haymitch nodded "right and would you happen to know where Y/n is as she's not answering her door". Finnick was struggling to think of a lie when he was saved.

"You know full well that I'm in here you pervert so leave us alone!" your voice suddenly carried through from Finnick's room and the two men froze. "Can't we have one morning off for fuck sake?" you finished. Finnick smiled "yeah she's fine she's with me" and Haymitch nodded "I figured, yes you can have the morning off Y/n because you already have! They want you in work in half an hour" and with a nod he left.

Finnick closed the door and came back inside to find you awake but still burrowed in his quilt. "Assholes, can't they give us one lie in?". Finnick smiled coming back to you in bed, even if it was just for a few minutes. "I mean we did sleep pretty late". "Yeah because you kept me up most of the night" you smiled tracing his chest before you paused "is this...are you okay with what happened last night" you asked "you seemed pretty sure last night but I wanted to check". In response, Finnick gently kissed you before pulling back. "I'm more than okay with this" he smiled as he leaned over you "I'm happy".

That took you back a bit and you nodded "oh, that's...that's good" you said and Finnick laughed remembering Masons weren't too upfront with their emotions. "I guess we'll have to do it again then" you said and Finnick nodded "definitely, it was the best kind of sparring. I'm pretty sure you won last night but I think next time will be my victory". You were fiercely competitive so that statement got your attention right away. "Really?" you asked "okay then why don't we go right now and see who wins?". You sat up letting the quilt fall away from you and arched your back so you were inches away from Finnick.

It was one of the most beautiful sites Finnick had ever seen and it took everything in him not to kiss you. "I would but if we start we won't be done in half an hour and we don't want to be disturbed, do we?" he asked playing with your chin. You nodded "good point" and moved away from him. "I guess I'll see you next time then" and with a smile, wrapped your towel around yourself and left.

You got to work within half an hour and not a minute sooner. Haymitch saw you walk in and raised an eyebrow. "Thanks for gracing us with your presence" he said and you mock bowed to him "you're so welcome". You were a good worker who just put her head down on got on with it but today was a little different. Finnick kept popping into your head and moments from last night flashed through your head making you smile. You kept thinking about how Finnick looked at you and the things he'd whispered in your ear...it made you walk with a bounce in your step and you felt so desirable. The power of Finnick Odair.

Your excellent mood persisted all day, so much so, you even made some small talk with some co-workers as you were clocking out! You headed straight for the dining room for dinner and that's when you saw Finnick. He was lining up to get his portion when he looked up and spotted you...and a smug smile spread across his face. A matching smirk appeared on your face involuntarily and you grabbed a tray and joined him in line. "Good day at work?" you asked him and he nodded "the best! Then again, I did have a really good sleep last night so that might've helped". You smiled "same, I had the comfiest pillow. A bit clingy but I didn't mind". "Oh I know you didn't mind" Finnick snapped back and he actually made you blush! That never happened and Finnick loved it. He chuckled to himself and didn't take his eyes off you until he got to the front of the line.

Neither of you were too focused on your food and 4 minutes in Finnick just set his knife and fork down "do you want to just head to mine and repeat last night?". "Yes definitely" you agreed standing up and were out of the room in the blink of an eye with a grinning Finnick trailing.

It was like that a lot at first, the two of you sneaking off together and constantly swapping between your room and his depending on which one of you caved faster. You loved everything about being with Finnick and had truly found your match. Nobody had even been able to capture your attention nor make you crumble as quickly as him and you couldn't stop yourself going back for more. Luckily, the feeling was mutual.

4 weeks from when you and Finnick had first hooked up, things had settled down a little. You weren't constantly trying to rip each other's clothes off and could now be in close proximity without it turning into a make-out session. So sitting across the table from him as you ate dinner was safe for you now. It was Monday and one of the days you had training planned. "I was speaking to Gale earlier and he said he'd appreciate some combat lessons so I said he could join us tonight" you told Finnick. He paused and looked at you "in our sparring sessions?". You nodded "yeah, you don't mind sharing right?" with a purposeful look and Finnick shot you a winning smile "the more the merrier".

That was not the vibe you got when Finnick walked into the training room but it probably didn't help that you and Gale had both arrived early and were already sparring when he walked in. You and Gale were standing metres apart, each trying to catch the other one off guard. You heard the door open and knew it would be Finnick, Gale looked up to check and you used that to your advantage. You managed to get Gale on the floor and stabbed a knife next to his head "dead!" you declared happily "hey Finnick". "Hey" he said dryly.

You'd noticed Finnick had lots of different voices and faces, almost like they were performances and the voice he was using tonight was his public one. "So I see you got right into it". Gale nodded getting to his feet "thanks for letting me join, I'm good with a gun but don't have much experience fighting hand-to-hand". Finnick nodded "well we can definitely help you out with that. Why don't we spar together?" he asked gesturing between Gale and himself. Gale nodded "sure!" and the two lined up. You could see how tense Finnick was and despite Gale being the bigger of the two, you didn't like his chances.

You were right, Finnick made sure Gale spent most of the time on the floor and he walked out of the training room a lot stiffer than when he walked in. "That was mean" you commented and Finnick shrugged "I have no idea what you're talking about".

You changed the subject and managed to get Finnick back to normal until you passed Katniss on the coridoor. "Oh hey Gale mentioned he sparred with you two, I didn't know you were training". You nodded "yeah have been for a few weeks now" and Katniss nodded. "You can join us if you want?" you offered and Katniss smiled "thanks, I might do" you walked away.

When you were alone you asked Finnick if he'd mind Katniss joining. He shook his head "no Katniss is fine" and you couldn't help but smile. "What?" Finnick asked and you laughed. "I was joking earlier but are you really jealous of Gale? You hated him joining". Finnick didn't reply so you knew it was true and took in a sharp breath. "Wow, the god himself Finnick Odair is jealous!" you gasped mock fainting and Finnick rolled his eyes. "He's a good-looking guy okay, I could see any girl liking him...possibly including the one I'm interested in". "So you were worried I'd trade you in for Gale?" you asked with a smile but there was nothing jokey in Finnick's expression. "Something like that" he agreed staring at you closely "see I know you're into me. I can tell because you told me, you were the one who initiated this and you fall apart every time I touch you". "Not every time" you argued but Finnick shot you down with a sharp "most of the time, especially when I touch you just right" and you felt your breathing increase at the intensity of Finnick. "I don't worry you want me but the idea of Gale or another guy touching you" Finnick let out a sigh "I don't like that, as far as I'm concerned it's my job to please you and nobody can do it better than me". You tilted your head to one side "really...because Gale is taller than you and probably a little stronger than you plus his shoulders are so nice and broad, I could imagine holding onto them all night long". "Stop" Finnick said and you smiled "why, don't like that mental image? Because it's growing on me". "Don't" Finnick said tensely "don't think about him that way". "Make me" you shrugged and it was as if those were the words Finnick had been waiting for.

In seconds he had you pinned to the wall, your arms trapped neck to your head as he fought you for dominance. You kept him going for quite a few minutes and finally Finnick pulled back for breath. "You're cute when you're jealous" you told him and his jaw got even tighter. "If you're so sure I don't have such an effect on you then how about we raise the stakes tonight?" he asked "you can't react to anything I do, if you don't then I'll admit I'm not the best guy to please you but if you move, or whine or moan" he smiled "then I'll stop, until you admit how good I am. Deal?". You loved the sound of having all of Finnick's attention on you so nodded "sure but how are you going to ensure I don't move or play back?". Showing you he'd thought ahead Finnick pulled some straps from out of his drawer and you got the message as he began attaching them to the bed frame. "Come on sweetie, don't get shy on me now" Finnick said patting the bed and your ego came back. "Happily" you replied "I'll even help you out" and removed your clothes swiftly before striding over to him "give it your best shot".

You always were a big talker and this was one of those occasions. Finnick won the bet easily and had you begging for him in minutes. He made you wait a little longer and then finally gave you everything you wanted. Literally everything. You both looked like you'd just taken a shower with how much your were gleaming and you felt on cloud nine. You also must've been going soft in your ripe old 20s because you turned to Finnick and smiled. "Well as amazing as that was, it wasn't too necessary. No guy has caught my attention since you". "Oh really?" Finnick asked sarcastically and you hit his arm. "Shut up! I was trying to be nice!" you said turning away but Finnick caught your arm "no I was just teasing, I get that. I know you weren't worried about other girls but you don't need to be either". You nodded "so in line with that...I'm not seeing anyone else at the moment except you and I'm not planning on changing that, we can keep it just the two of us if you want?". Finnick looked at you "I might want that if you want that? Do you want that" and you grinned "yes you idiot" and Finnick smiled "take that Gale" making you shake your head. "Please, Gale has nothing on you honey" and you swear Finnick had a permanent smile on his face for the rest of the week.

Dating Finnick was not what you expected it to be at all. Some things made sense, like Finnick being extremely hot, flirty and a lot of fun. He loved to be teased and thrived under your attention. However, there were other sides to him you didn't expect. Finnick could be very considerate and attentive, if you mentioned something once to him he'd remember it especially if it was something you said you liked. He did love attention but seemed to love spoiling you more, especially in the bedroom. He was so responsive to your body and would be watching you constantly for clues as to what you'd like best next. He very rarely demanded anything for himself and was definitely a quick learner. He was also softer than you expected, when he told you he preferred to be the little spoon you thought he was joking until you saw how soundlessly he slept in your arms. After that, you let him be the little spoon every time and the smile Finnick gave you each time made it all worth it. You felt really happy with Finnick and it made you wonder if you had any right to feel that way.

"Do you think we should feel bad for this?" you asked him one night and Finnick looked at you "For us? Annie's dead and you've...never had any other partners?". You elbowed him in the chest making him laugh "please I've had tons of others! Men and women swoon at the sight of me". "That I can believe" he smiled turning on his stomach so he could see you better "okay then for what?". "For enjoying ourselves?" you asked "for...being happy". Finnick looked at you "I'm making you happy?". You blushed but nodded "since we've gotten together things just seem brighter, more hopeful, happier". Finnick didn't say a word, he just bent down and kissed you. "Y/n there is nothing better in the world than you being happy, so if I make you happy then screw everything else. It can only be a good thing and you deserve this". "Even when Johanna is..." and your voice cracked. Finnick quickly wrapped his arms around you, he held you close and soothed you as you tried not to cry. "It's okay" he said softly "we both know your sister loves you more than anything else in the world. She'd want you to be happy, she'd be glad we found one another and I can't wait to tell her when we rescue her". You looked at Finnick and smiled because this was the first time he'd suggested telling people. He saw your reaction and it warmed his heart so he continued. "I think we should stop hiding it now we're official too, I think we should tell people". You nodded "if you're ready". Finnick laughed "please baby I was born ready" making you laugh too. "Okay then, we'll tell people" you agreed and Finnick nodded. "After tomorrow though, I want you all to myself for another 24 hours" and there was no way you could say no to that.

Neither of you said anything public to announce your relationship, instead, you just stopped being discreet. You'd already been pretty suspicious so when people saw Finnick kiss you in the dining room that confirmed it and the rumour spread like wildfire, even to the highest in the chain.

"You and Finnick?" Katniss asked as she saw you in the corridor and you looked up surprised. "I'm shocked you noticed Mockingjay". "Prim told me" she admitted "She saw you this morning. I wouldn't have noticed if she didn't tell me, I had no idea you two were...was it going on before?". You shook your head "no, I always thought he was hot but I didn't meet him until a year after Johanna won. Then he was so focused on Annie, I don't think he knew any other girls existed. This all happened after we got here". Katniss nodded "I'm happy for you" she said and you smirked "well you could try and sound it!". Katniss went to apologise but you brushed her off "come on don't be stupid, I know you're happy for us and you don't have to pretend to be over the moon just for appearances. Coin did that and it was so fake". "Really?" Katniss asked and you nodded "she called Finnick and I into her office and told us how happy she was we'd found happiness here and then asked if we'd broadcast it to the Capitol". "What did you say?" Katniss asked and you grinned "I told her no of course! So don't worry, you don't have to do or say anything, you don't owe us or anyone anything". Katniss nodded to you "thank you" and you could feel some heavy emotion in those words. You knew things had been difficult for her and again felt guilty you and Finnick were having it so easily. You put a hand on her arm "District 13 might want to hire you as an actress but you don't have to do that around me".

Your mind sometimes went to dark places and one evening while Finnick was polishing his trident you let your thoughts come out. "What do you think it would've been like if we were in the same games together?" you asked. "In the quarter quell?" Finnick asked "we'd have teamed up of course". You shook your head "no in a normal game, if you got reaped later and I got reaped earlier". Finnick looked at you and shook his head "I don't even want to think about that" but you weren't having that. "Oh come I know you have because I have. Whenever I spar you there's a part of me wondering if I'd be able to kill you. If you were coming at me to murder me I'd be able to take you down instead. If you'd be a threat or a cannon".

Sometimes Finnick forgot the games had left a mark on you because you hid it a lot better than anyone he knew. He forgot you weren't just a hot pretty flirty girl but a victor who had killed 5 people in her own games. You were a murderer just like him.

He took a breath "well I think you could kill me and you could use your brains to do so. You're smarter than me, sometimes quicker and have good endurance. In the games, I think it would've just depended on circumstance as to which one of us killed the other". You seemed satisfied with that answer and nodded.

"Gale said they might be ready to put me in combat soon" you said trying to change the subject but it wasn't a great one. Finnick must've done a worse job hiding his face than he thought because you took his hand. "I know you're not too keen on me fighting but I'm doing well in training and think I'll be able to help. Plus it's not a famous victor like you or Katniss so it's no great risk". "Don't say that" Finnick said and you shrugged "why it's true". "It's not" Finnick said "you're valuable Y/n and a lot of people care about you, i care about you". You turned to look at him as if checking he was being serious. Finnick stared into your eyes and eventually your own softened. "Thanks, I care about you two" you said hugging him "but you don't need to worry. Nothing's agreed yet". "I hope it never is" he said and he wasn't joking.

Something changed in your relationship that night. It was no longer just sex but had crossed into something else. Finnick held onto you tighter and it dawned on him how much he'd come to rely on you. How much he craved as well as needed you. Finnick realised this was something more serious than he'd even realised.

You didn't know there was a rescue attempt for the other victors until Finnick told you he'd be broadcasting while they did it. He seemed nervous when he explained it to you making you pause. "But you'll be safe the whole time right, you'll be here?" and Finnick nodded "oh yeah don't worry I'll just be talking" but the way he said it didn't make sense. Then when he started talking about his life in the capitol it all made sense.

Everyone was of course fixed on the task force infiltrating the capitol but you couldn't tear your eyes off of Finnick. It was like a bad dream, the more he said, the more horrified you became. You had no idea all the things that had been done to him and his body, the things they had made him do and let people do to him. Just when you thought the Capitol couldn't get any worse they surprised you. Finnick came to your room late that night and the second he stepped in the doorway you just stared at one another. You broke the silence first.

"I'm really sorry" you said quietly "for what they did to you I...I had no idea". Finnick shrugged "it's okay I mean why would you?". You didn't know what to say or do, you just wanted to hug Finnick but also didn't want to touch him in case it scared him. Finnick looked up and smiled sadly to see you watching him so carefully "you're frowning" he said "careful it will give you wrinkles". His smile and words didn't match though and he stopped after he saw your response. "Y/n it's okay" he said "it was a long time ago". "But those sorts of things stick with you" you said "they don't just go away...is that what you have nightmares about?". Finnick's eyes went away, you saw his consciousness disappear for a second and you wanted to sob but you stopped yourself from crying. This wasn't about you or your tears, it was about Finnick. You could cry later.

He came back to you and let out an awkward laugh "yeah sometimes, it's always either in the games or after the games, sometimes I think I've left the games but I haven't and at times I can't actually tell which was worse". You swallowed and stepped forwards "we will make them pay for this Finnick, I swear to you I will avenge your child self, I will get justice for what they did to you. You will not have suffered for nothing".

Finnick stared at you without blinking and you wondered if he'd gone away again until a tear fell down his cheek. "Thank you" he said, his voice strained as he was clearly holding it in. "Can I...can I hug you?" you asked and Finnick nodded his head, immediately more tears fell and he began to sob as you hugged him. You held him as he cried his eyes out and comforted him as best you could. You held onto him tightly and once he'd got through the worst of it whispered how he was safe and loved. "I won't let anything bad happen to you again" you told him and he clung to you.

He needed to believe that and luckily, you meant every word.

Later that night, something occurred to you. "Finnick, is your experience as a young Victor the reason you pulled away from me when I first got out? We were close and then you started avoiding me". Finnick looked down before nodding "it was Johanna's idea and I agreed with it the second she suggested it. Johanna did a pretty great job scaring people off her but she'd marketed you as this pretty charming girl. We were scared if people saw you with me, the people who bought me would want to buy you...or even both you and I together" Finnick swallowed "so Joanna took your home, made sure everyone saw you with your scary sister and waited for the buzz to die down. I'm sorry I avoided you". You nodded "it's okay, I just totally knew you were into me and there had to be a logical reason you backed off instead of you not being attracted to me". Finnick laughed and it was a genuine one. You were growing to love those smiles and it worried you but there was nothing you could do about it. It was like falling down a hole, you couldn't stop yourself and didn't know if you even wanted to.

Finnick shook his head coming towards you "well you're right, I thought you were beautiful when I first saw you and I've always been attracted to you. I'm glad I'm finally able to tell you" he said and then got his mischievous smile "and do this" and he leaned in to kiss you.

It was a good kiss. The kind that had you breathless but wanting more. Finnick pulled away knowing that and shot you a downright devilish smile "am I forgiven?". "You know you are you smug git!" you cried and Finnick pulled you even closer. "You know you love it" he commented and you couldn't even argue with that.

You couldn't sleep until you got word from your sister and you and Finnick stayed awake as you waited for news. Then, after hours of silence, everything was chaos and you ran to the infirmary to see people everywhere. Nobody could tell you what happened or even if Johanna was alive. You were getting more and more frantic when you heard "Y/n there!" as Finnick grabbed your arm and you spotted her.

"Johanna!" you cried rushing over to her. She was ripping some cords off her arm when she smiled at you. "Y/n" she said and she opened her arms. You rushed into them and hugged her tightly making her wince. "Careful kid I'm still injured remember?" she asked. "Then why were you ripping all the wire out that help you?" you shot back and your sister smirked "touché, has she been this smart-mouthed since I've been gone Finnick?". Finnick was standing at the end of her bed, smiling a the two of you. Everything felt right in the world, you were leading a rebellion, you had Finnick, you had your sister back... then everything went to shit.

Finnick went to answer your sister when with a sharp scream a red-headed girl engulfed him in a hug. "Annie?" he asked looking as if he'd just seen a ghost and you looked to Johanna "we thought she was dead?". "Nope, Capitol just said that. I think it's when they started suspecting things were up but she's fine and they're back together".You followed her gaze to where Annie was now in Finnick's arms. Finnick was searching her face, clearly asking her the same questions you'd asked Johanna and then she leaned down and kissed him.

You felt like the wind had been knocked out of you and you turned to Johanna "we need to get these all back in you" you said pointing to the wires on the floor "doctor!" and you took off after one heading as far away from Finnick and the love of his life as you possibly could.