#love how his hair clips through his lil collar like oh girlfriend...

[xxplastic-cubexx]

king magnus skin real cute and lovely but it loses points on the account that i cant see his ass anymore

[bby-d1p]

Chapter 1!

Date: August 2,2017

Time: 8:04 am

P.O.V: LaMelo

Location: 📍BBB Estate📍

"ughhhhh!" I groaned and rolled over at the sound of my ugly older Zo brother pounding on my door for me to get ready for school. "tell him to get up he won't listen to anyone else but you and big baller. And as you can see big baller ain't here." "What if he doesn't remember me- it has been two years Zo."I got closer to my door listening to the odd conversation outside of it. Whoever Zo was talking to had a HEAVY New York accent."Ay melo get u- ow!?!"i yelled as i felt the hard wood hit me face "oh my bad" A lightskin girl said. She had to be about 5'4, her hair was out in its natural dark brown curly fro. She had piercings and tattoos all over. She's pure pressure not gonna lie "I know i'm cute but you done staring down at me, we do have school?" she said. "uh why would I be taking you to school I don't even know your name let alone how you got in my house?" I asked genuinely confused. "Zo I told you he wouldn't remember me!" She yelled down the hall."oh well" Zo yelled back, I gave her a confused look. "Wait are you deadass right now?" she asked her voiced cracked in the smallest way. "Uh yea ion think we've met before." I said still confused. "oh I'm Azlia but you can call me Azi."She stared at me for a little longer than usual."No I wanna call you mamas " I said smirking and pulling her close "Ion think ya girl would be okay with that." Azi said laughing and pushing me off her. I already love her laugh and I just met her. "Ion got a girl what is you talking about?" I asked. "Melo stop playing and come downstairs." She said grabbing her bookbag "I made pancakes , sausage and eggs your plate is in the microwave ." Azi said running down the stairs "Thanks" I smiled"No problem." She returned it."Damn Azi you got him using his manners he ain't said that since 08 " Zo said. "How is Denise  doing." I said while flicking him off " Pretty swell actually" He said smiling."um no she actually  mad at you right now."I said laughing "fuck you" I scrunched my face up."no thanks save that for- wait you can't even save those two inches for Denise"Zo chased me around the kitchen counter."Shut up  bitch" Azi was dying the whole time "I'll see you at school Melo ok." Azi said grabbing her keys and wiping her tears from laughing. "why don't we just take the lambo?" I asked . "Um I don't think you little girlfriend would be okay with that. " Azi said laughing bring this 'girlfriend' up once again. "Um what little girlfriend." I said "you serious?" Azi and Zo said at the same time. "Yea I don't have a girlfriend" I said laughing. "Pops melo said he don't got a girlfriend.I heard she clipped you." Zo said laughing. Some bald man walked in and said " melo what are you talking about you and Ashley broke up? He asked with a confused look on his face "I don't know who you or this Ashley is."I raised an eyebrow."Boy if you don't stop playing and take yo ass to school." He said in a serious tone. "Momma who tf is this in the kitchen." I asked "hold on moms I'm coming." Zo said as he went towards the living room. "you better watch ya mouth wild boy" he said "Aye bald bitch- " Before I could even finish ,Azi have covered my mouth which I wasn't expecting because I'm 6'5 and she's 5'4. "Momma who is this and why do you have to walk with a cane?"My voice cracked "Melo? You....ok?" She asked her words were spaced apart and she was stuttering . "Yes no I don't know I wake with zo banging on my door, then Azi a girl that I barely know no offense, "none taken", hits me in the face with my own door, some random man is in the house, you have a cane and your words are spaced apart and you're stuttering ." I said rambling with tears threatening the brim of my eyes. No one said anything they all just stared at me. There were three knocks on the door and Zo had beat Gelo to it zo flicked him of and started dancing "hey babe" some girl i'm assuming was Ashley walked through the door. Zo sucked his teeth and rolled his eyes. Gelo snickered. "Why are you here?" Ashley asked Azi with slight annoyance in her voice. She was cute I guess but she wasn't anything compared to Azi "I'm here because i'm wanted to be here can't say the same about you though." Azi said shrugging he shoulders Zo, mom, and Gelo snickered "ughh whatever" Ashley said rolling her eyes. Azi didn't looked fazed at all."If yall are tryna prank me it ain't workin. idk who you are so don't call me babe, the only person i want to call me that is Azi." I said Azi I both blushed but tried to hide it by looking at her toes those perfect little toes.I an into toe-suckin ight but if I was damn "Huh" everybody I palmed myself in the face "Thinking out loud " I said shrugging my shoulders."Melo, baby you alright?" this Ashley girl but this timed she tried to kiss me. "aye bruh Ion know who you are but you need to chill with allat." I said annoyed "I'm out man Azi you coming?" I asked "uh no I can take my car I'll be fine" She with a genuine look on her face. I got in hopped in my lambo and Ashley soon came running and knocking on my window. "What? I asked. "I thought we were going to school together." "um no were not I don't know who you are." I said pulling off and driving to school.Soon Going Bad by Meek Mill Featuring Drake filled the speakers of my car. I saw Azi pull up next to me at a red light blasting the same song. I motioned for her to roll her window down. "What ?" She asked "first if you wanna be like me just say that, second-naw don't do that if anything you wanna be like me" she said cutting me off. "uh excuse me ma'am; second , if I win this race I get to take out on a date." I said smiling showing my pink and green braces. "No ya lil girlfriend would not like that." she said I rolled my eyes "She is not my girlfriend!" I said hitting the steering wheel"Ok whatever you say just know yo ass finna get blasted in this race." She said cockily before I could even say anything back she rolled her window up. It was a strait shot to Chino so there aren't any turns or anything. Azi started revving her engine so I started revving my too. As soon as the light hit green we zoomed off. she cut me off and I as taken back a little by the way she was switching lanes. Azi can drive her ass off. I wasn't gone let her punk me like that so I had to drive past her just to be funny. I saw her flipping me off through my rearview mirror and I laughed to myself about how goofy she is. As soon as I pulled into the Chino parking lot I saw Azi's green car parked in my usual spot. "looks like you can't take me out on a date". Azi said cocky manner and popping her invisible collar. I hopped out my car. "Um I do what I want I'm gonna take you on a date" i said wrapping my arms around my waist and burying my face in neck kissing it a little. I don't know why but I felt like I had a strong connection to this girl somehow. We were at my locker by now."Dip chill"she moaned a little "You can't be grabbing on me like you used to you got a girl ok."She huffed "I don't have a girl me and Ashley never dated and if we did or still do were over i'm gonna tell her after school!" I said annoyed I heard sniffles behind me "If that's how you feel melo then so be it." Ashley said. "No that's not what I meant.I don't remember anything at all." I said annoyed once again. "I don't want to sound harsh or break your heart but when I feel a certain way I'm gonna explain how I feel.I'm sorry but Ashley but when I'm with you I don't feel anything." "Melo chill out I'm not worth fighting for, You and Ashley are well were together until you said what you said I can't get tangled up in your mess again." Azi said with her voice cracking once again. "why do you think that? when i'm with you I feel something that I think that I've felt before. I just I can't remember anything I'm tired of having to choose between people over and over again." I said with tears threatening my eyes. why am I being so emotional? "I need to get to class." Azi and I said at the same time. I swear I'm falling in love with this girl already.We laughed and went our separate ways. Ashley just stood there looking dumb.

Science

"Mr.Ball you're late." My science teacher said I sucked my teeth and kept it pushing my day was already being fucked up. I heard heels clicking behind me "Yo you good?" My teacher asked me "Yea? how old are you?You don't sound like a teacher" I asked. she started dying "melo you a fool bruh for real is everything ok?" "I just said I'm fine can you just go back to teaching." I said with an attitude.There were ooo's going all around the classroom. "Melo ion know what you got going on today but you need to fix. Ian never have I won't have a problem with sending you to the office." she said she sound like she was from New Orleans. I rolled my eyes and went to my seat. "Aye melo you good bruh" some bronwskin boy asked me.He had a nose peircing and half his dreads were red and the other side black. "uh yea" I said keeping it cool and giving signals ian wanna talk. "ight whatever you say dip." he said shrugging his shoulders. "how do you know my- uh nevermind my day is already shitty enough." i said i plugged my headphones and started watching Trollhunters on Netflix not caring about what was going on.

Azila pov

Math

"why are you late Ms.Williams?" my math teacher questioned me. "oh my bad I had to deal with something before class." I said shrugging my shoulders.I'm already over this day. I can't get myself wrapped up in his mess not again, I have to figure out what's wrong with melo he's seemed so off this morning.

SKIP SCHOOL

Melo Pov

"You trippin ian finna go over there ion know them people." I said pissed my day has just been bad all around. "your going...ok." Mommy said .

After two hours of being around people I didn't know, i finally got home. "To prove there is nothing wrong with me why don't we go to the doctor?" I proposed "come on mommy let's go to the doctor " i said with puppy eyes "no" she mushed me "mommmmmmyyyyy pleaaasseeee" I asked annoying her on purpose again."ugh fine" mommy said. Out of nowhere Ashley facetimed me "How do you have my number?"I raised an eyebrow "listen dip I don't know what's going on with you but you need to cut the act. You've been so distant lately and I wanna know why." "I haven't been acting distant I just met you this morning." I hung up and walked towards the car.

15 mins later

"The Ball family,your number room is 082200"

"ooou my birthday" i said dancing "me-lo" my mom just laughed I love when she's happy.

We all got up and walked towards the door

"Hi I'm doctor Amanda Johnson and what will we be discussing today?" She asked, she was really perky, a little too perky "Well melo here started acting unusual this morning".The bald dude said touching my shoulder I started to yank away but mommy gave me that look. "How"? "Well he was saying-Let Lamelo" talk she cut off gelo. he stared in disbelief "I don't think I was acting weird.I woke up to get ready for school and zo and this girl Azi were talkin outside my door and the she hit me in the face with it. I asked her who she was yadayadayada apparently that bald dude is my dad and I got in to it with my science teacher who im guessing i was cool with?." I said recapping everything that happened this morning. "Ok um I'll need to do just a little check up height, weight, the usual." she said I stood up out the chair "holy sh- um how old are you?" she gulped you could hear how intimidated she was when I stood up. "I'm 16." I said nonchalantly."sixte- nevermind lonzo can you help me with the stadiometer" she was like 4'11 "sure" zo said in a weird tone. I sat on the little bed thing. She checked my heartbeat and allat good stuff. "Everything seems to be fine." she said hopping off the stool and started typing away on he desktop."Hmmmmm" The doctor said with a blank stare looking at the computer that's why I hate doctors you never know what they're saying smh. "?Well?" I said "Well there might be a scan that we can do next week to see what's going on with you because that "bald dude" is your dad in fact".She put quotations around bald dude and gave me a weird look. "lady no disrespect but i'm pretty sure i'd remember who my dad is." I said returning her confused look zo slapped the back of my head."ow" I whispered rubbing the back of my head. "Alright I'll see you guys next week." "th-thank you! mommy said.

Later...

Azlia Pov

"Uhh yea oh wait let's get the purple confetti instead." I said to Lee. Today is my mom's birthday so I'm tryna go all out. "Target has better balloons and candles." I said walking out of Walmart "Azi we've been to 8 stores already, are you sure?"Lee said laughing "Yes I'm serious, Mom is turning 42 we gotta go bi-" Before i could finish my sentence my phone started ringing.Incoming cal from Him💕 "Yes?" I smiled"nothing I just wanted to see you're face" he said laughing I rolled my eyes . Before lee could say some shit I muted the phone."Is tha- Yes it is lee now mind the business that pays you" I laughed and unmuted. "why'd you mute ma?" he questioned "Lee was saying outta pocket shit about how I'm always at target." I said rolling my eyes. "You literally got to target Every day!" Melo exclaimed "You in my business don't do that." I laughed"I'll call you later ok? Alright byebye." I hung up"It's his contact name still being him with the heart for me." Lee shut up and help me look for balloons" I said laughing."Tell me why simi just texted me and said: Ik you at target or Walmart get me sum gummywors" I laughed

Aziiiiiii😒

Fuckkk no

                                          Simi😊👎

Azi rs stop playing

Aziiiiii😒

Fine troli or Haribo?

                                                  Simi 😊👎

              Troli🙏

Aziiiii

Sike you thought hoe😊

                                     Simi😊👎

fuck you monae

Azi😒

Ahhhhhh not the middle name💀😔

read 5:14 pm

Fine i'll get you some

*not delivered*

Simi?

*not delivered*

Aye ho- I mean simii?😃

*not delivered*

Azi

tell simi unblock me or he aint gettin shit

                                                                    Teneal😘

just like that bett!💀

Teneal😘 sent a voice message

"Azi said unblock her or you aint getting shit. Im tellin momma" She laughed and Simi yelled

[khiphop-writings]

Darkroom 8

Reader x Christian Yu

Warnings: Lil suggestive

Word Count: 1,931

Previous part

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You were dreading today so much, you just knew it was going to be an awkward atmosphere and lying made you so nervous. “Hey are you ready?” Christian greeted you at your door “yeah” you gave him a soft smile. You two began to walk towards the office, usually when you guys were silent it was comfortable silence but you don’t know if it was just you but the silence was way off from comfortable. “I’m so excited for you to see this video” he grabbed your hand, interlocking his fingers with yours “me too” you stared at the ground “not really” you thought “I just hope it’s not too over saturated for you” he teased the words you used to insult him back when you thought he ruined your photos. “Christian I hope you know I didn’t mean that I was just really upset-” “I know” he stopped you in your tracks “You don’t have to apologize” Christian ran his fingers through your hair “I didn’t like your photos at first” he stuck his tongue out “hey!” he started running closer to the building and you chased him up to the front door “I’m just kidding Y/N” he laughed “come on” he bent down closer to your face and gave you a kiss it was something you would’ve enjoyed however doing it in front of this building just made your stomach twist. 

“Christian and Y/N are here” Jay’s assistant said on the phone and you saw Jay walk out of his office, your heart pounding as he came closer. He shook Christians hand which you awkwardly dodged and everyone noticed “well let’s go do it” Jay gestured towards his office “do what?” “watch the video…” “oh right” you passed the two of them and walked into Jay’s office. Jay started moving towards the seat next to you and you warned him with your eyes which he thankfully got, he sat down 2 chairs away from you leaving the seat in between you two for Christian. “Okay here we go” Christian pressed play and the video started out with a few flashing shots of you dancing, then as Jay started to rap his clips of him rapping came on in between vidoes of you dancing with the other dancers. It was a very typical hip hop music video but Christian’s editing and graphics made it look even cooler than the usual ones, you really didn’t mean the trash talk about his videos after seeing this one. When the video stopped you started clapping “yay” it's awesome you gave him a kiss on the cheek “yeah really good work man” Jay chimed in “thanks for such an awesome video” he patted him on the back “no thank you for this awesome opportunity” he smiled “I love this bromance but I have class at 3” you checked your watch “oh okay I’ll walk you” Christian got up from his chair “I’ll just leave you this file” he handed Jay a USB “shall we?” he moved his head towards the door “yeah, bye Jay” you held up your hand.

“I seriously loved the video” you smiled at Christian “you made me look so…” you couldn’t find the word “hot?” he chimed in “no… yes” your cheeks blushed “well you already did that for yourself” he put his arm around you “ah stop it was the clothes and all that” “mhm sure… do you want to hang out tonight?” he asked “yeah sure, I’m supposed to hang out with Dabin but I’ll always cancel on him for you” you said and he laughed “alright I’ll see you at 8” he slowly walked away from your classroom. You didn’t even have a class, you just didn’t want to be there for a long time with Jay. Once you saw he was far away enough you texted Dabin to come over and headed to your dorm, you couldn’t take it anymore and you had to tell him.

“YOU DID WHAT” Dabin put his hands over his mouth “I know” you were so guilty “Y/N!” “I know” you frowned “Y/N REALLY?” he grabbed your shoulders. “Really” you sighed “it was so in the moment and I just I don’t know he really got to me and now I can’t stop thinking about it” “wait do you have feelings for him” Dabin rubbed his forehead “no it was just sexual just a bunch of sexual tension” you sighed “yeah I see that now” he scoffed “you know you have to tell him right” he said in a stern voice “I know… but how” “there’s no right time to say something like that but you just have to do it and soon” “I got it… thank you” he pulled you into a hug “I’m always here for you Y/N no matter what you fuck up” he laughed and tears started to fall down your eyes “it’s okay Y/N, honesty is the best policy” you nodded, he cupped your face and wiped your tears. 

A few hours after your talk with Dabin, Christian came over and you almost didn’t open the door. He greeted you so kindly, like always and with a kiss but the whole night your heart ached for him and you couldn’t find the right words to say. As it got later the two of you were on your bed cuddling which then led to making out and at this point you didn’t know what it could turn into “wait” you said between breaths “I need to tell you something” he stopped and looked at you very seriously “the other day…” you didn’t want to say it “jay and I… we slept together” you were crying at the point.

Christian’s POV:

“We slept together” her words rang in my ears, it started getting hard for me to breath, I turned away from you and put my head in my knees… this was all too familiar. I felt her cold hands on my back and she spoke almost in a whisper “I understand if this means we’re over… I just don’t know what came over me but even after that I realized that you were still the one for me” I shoved her off “so that’s it? I’m a second choice? You had to see what happened with Jay and if you didn’t feel anything you would’ve stuck with me? What if you did, would you have dumped me?” I paced her room “you’re always the one for me no matter who else there is” she was crying even more ��if I was then you wouldn’t have done it in the first place” I grabbed my shirt and slammed her door on my way out. As I was walking away I heard her calling after me, but I didn’t care, my mind was focused on only one thing.

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You sat down in the hallway and sobbed for what felt like hours, you didn’t care who was walking by, you just wanted your boyfriend back “why were you so stupid! Stupid! Stupid!” you hit yourself on the head multiple times. A pair of sneakers stopped next to you and you traced them up to the owner, Dabin “oh Y/N” he bent down, you looked to the side of him, he was with a girl “I’m sorry don’t let me ruin your night” you got up, wiping your tears and fumbling for your dorm key but your hands were shaking too much, “stop” he grabbed the keys from your hand and dismissed the girl he was with. He unlocked the door and lead you to your bed “you really did do the right thing Y/N” he stroked your hair “then why doesn’t it feel like it” you said through sniffs “imagine how much guilt you’d be feeling if you hadn’t said anything, I just know it was eating you up” he said “it was but if I could keep him I would let the guilt eat me until I died” you kept trying to wipe your tears away but more would follow “I would never wish that for you Y/N and I know it’s going to hurt a lot but you will get through this” he gave you a sympathetic look “come on I know you’re tired” he helped you get into bed and get all settled you grabbed his wrist as he was about to leave “thank you… for being the best best friend” you breathed.

Christians PoV:

I stormed into the office walking directly past everyone and right into his office “how dare you” I shouted “how dare you. Someone else’s girlfriend? You could've been respectful and said no” my breathing was getting heavy, it was taking everything in me not to punch him “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about” he stuttered “cut that crap she told me “listen man I-” he started “listen nothing, you had the chance to be a gentleman and you didn’t and that is disgusting. Forget what she did you knew, you could’ve stopped it” I got up in face “but she didn’t stop either” he smirked “wow” I became more enraged, I lifted my hand up to punch him and he stopped me “I’ll fire her” “what?” I brought my arm down “If you punch me she can say goodbye to her job and you can say goodbye to this gig I gave you, I know being a college student is expensive” I couldn’t do that to her, I saw how much she loves dancing, this was a great opportunity for her “you need to leave her alone” I turned to walk away “wow you’re comfortable with my seconds?” he laughed I raced down to him and grabbed his shirt collar “how dare you speak of her like that? What she doesn’t want you so now you’re going to act like you never wanted her? Please” I let go of his shirt. 

Y/N’s PoV: 

The next morning you woke up and remembered it all, you grabbed your phone immediately to text him but then you stopped ‘he probably doesn’t want to talk to me’ you placed your phone down. You walked out into the living room and found Dabin sleeping on the couch you hit him in the head with a pillow, he rubbed his eyes and looked at you “good morning pufferfish” he was referring to your face, which always swelled up whenever you cried for a long time. “Oh stop” you nudged him “I don’t know what I’ll do without him Dabin” you hugged the pillow “maybe you should try to talk to him again” he suggested “I can try but I don’t know if he’ll want to talk to me” you frowned. 

You were walking back from class when Dabin came running up behind you “Y/N glad I caught you” he smiled “oh no what now” you sighed “well… word on the street is last night Christian almost beat Jay up” your eyes went wide, that was very unlike him to do “what??” “I know I couldn’t believe it either” ‘who am I supposed to go to?’ you thought “Christian” you said out loud “what?” Dabin asked “Christian I have to go to Christian” you walked off to places you thought he would be. You searched the whole entire campus and you were about to give up until you saw the arts building “please be in here” you whispered. You walked up to the darkroom and saw the light was off but you still entered the room, hopeful.

A/N: Hi everyone! Darkroom hasn’t been updated in a WHILE. I fell off with it but after reading it the other day I got inspired to write another chapter :) This was the first writing I ever made so why not continue it? I hope you guys really like it as I plan on continue it. More coming soon <3

[talkfastromance4]

Who Do You Love?

PHEW! This is probably the most smuttiest smut I’ve ever written. And after seeing the boys on Jimmy Fallon (literally inspired this) oh man, there was no stopping it. 

Warnings: nsfw 18+, swearing, lil bit of fluff, oral (f receiving), fingering, doggy style, slight domination (literally the softest kind but that’s what i’m comfortable with)

Masterlist

She’s standing off to the side laughing at the game the guys are participating in with Jimmy. She pouts at Ashton when he gets out in the first round, he shrugs sheepishly and gives her a smile. During the other interview segment, he hops back behind stage so he can hold her in his arms, his hands hanging precariously low on her back.

“I can’t believe I got out on the first round,” he shakes his head swaying her from side to side.

“You weren’t alone, Luke got out with you,” she giggles running her fingers through his red locks.

“Was that supposed to make me feel better?” he chuckles.

“Hey, shut up!” Luke shouts from the left but Ashton and Hollis pay him no mind.

“You still looked good standing there, honey,” she loops her other arm around his neck.

“Not as good as you do, I imagine,” he grins before leaning down to give her a soft kiss.

She kisses him back, small pecks turn into giggles then someone groans off to the side.

“Isn’t the honeymoon phase over yet?” Calum teases as he passes by.

Ashton breaks the kiss, smug as Hollis chases his lips, then looks over her head to the other musician.

“You’re just jealous, mate,” is Ashton’s response and Hollis giggles into his suit covered chest.

“Two minutes until the commercial is over, time to get in position,” the set producer tells the guys and Ashton reluctantly lets go of his girlfriend.

“Knock ‘em dead, baby,” she adjusts the collar of his suit and he kisses her forehead.

“I always do, love. Make sure I can see you from my kit, yeah?”

“I always do,” she repeats.

Their hands are intertwined until the last possible moment, and she blows him a kiss when he gives her one last look. He winks in response.

She watches in awe and amazement as he performs, the vocals from Luke, Calum and Michael are impeccable and she sings along, but her eyes never stray from Ashton. He plays with such force and passion, his energy exudes through his movements. When the chorus erupts she’s moving to the beat of his drums and when the song is over the audience goes nuts, a vast majority of them being their fans.

She screams through her hands and Ashton is beaming at her as he flips his hair back. Once Jimmy is finished talking about the song, he hops off the stage running back to her. He lifts her in his arms and spins her around, his body is hot and sweaty but she doesn’t care. She’s grown to love it.

“That was fucking awesome!” she exclaims to him and at the others as they walk past the couple.

“Thanks,” Michael laughs as he walks by.

“Don’t forget, we’re heading out to 40/40,” Luke says.

Ashton sets her down, taking her hand easily in his and they follow the rest of the band through the back of the stage towards the exit. The club is hopping and she guides Ashton through the dancing bodies until they’re at the VIP area near the back. He smiles as she dances a little on the way there, he spins her into his chest.

The group spends the night drinking and sharing laughs. She practically drags Ashton to the dancefloor. He feels like a fool but when she rotates her hips against his all he is is a fool in love. 

As they’re outside waiting for their cars to arrive, some fans acknowledge the band and Ashton rubs her back affectionately. She looks up at him with a smile and says, “I’m fine.”

He kisses her temple and joins the boys.

“Hey, how’re you guys doing?” he asks politely.

She watches him interact with them proudly.

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In the back of the car on the way to the hotel, Ashton can’t keep his hands off her, with one arm slung around her shoulders and the other playing with her fingers in her lap, he has his lips next to her ear. His breath tickles her skin in the best way.

“I’m so glad you’re here with me, angel,” he breathes tracing the curve of her ear with his nose. “Can’t wait to be alone with you at the hotel.”

“Yeah? Why’s that?” she giggles crossing her legs. His fingers immediately begin to play with the hem of her dress.

“So I can get you out of this dress,” he nibbles on her ear.

Her breath hitches at the feeling and cranes her neck to look at him, one hand holds onto his cheek and their blurred eyes adjust.

“I can’t wait to get you out of this suit,” she whispers and gives his lips a soft peck.

The rest of the ride is continued with soft touches, kisses, and giggles until finally, finally they’ve arrived at the hotel. Ashton clumsily pulls her from the car, through the entrance doors and makes a beeline for the elevators. Since they’re both a little wasted, and she’s clumsy while sober, she stumbles behind him.

“My shoe!” She screeches into a laugh turning abruptly to retrieve it.

Ashton laughs as he watches her hobble to the fallen shoe and can’t help but stare at her ass as she bends down to remove the other one. They hang loosely from her fingers and the doors slide open.

Ashton pulls her inside, quickly pressing the ‘close door’ button and his floor number before turning to her with a hungry look in his eye. Hollis is leaning against the golden rod that wraps around the other two walls, the golden glow of the mirrors and lights make her look angelic and Ashton can’t help himself anymore.

He presses his body to hers, hands holding her cheeks as he kisses her roughly. She drags her hand that isn’t holding her shoes to the back of his neck, curling her fingers in his dark red curls and moans against his mouth. Her stomach flips as the elevator comes to a stop—or from his kiss—and his lips are off hers and she’s being dragged from the lift.

Their eyes never stray, fingers laced as Ashton walks backwards to their room. Hollis bites her lip, reveling at his all black outfit noticing the slight bulge in his trousers. He releases his hold on her hand to dig out the key card for the door but she wraps her arms around him, gingerly untucking his shirt from his pants and working on the buttons.

He groans at her touch and fumbles with the door before finally stumbling through it, with her laughing behind him. Her laughter is soon replaced with a moan because Ashton has her pressed against the wood of the door, his fingers digging into her hips and his thigh pressed between hers.

“You’ve been tormenting me all night, angel,” he breathes dipping his head so he can press his lips below her ear.

“I’m sorry,” she sighs lacing her fingers in his hair. She leans her head back against the door enjoying the feeling of his lips and teeth suckling her skin.

“Mmm, I don’t think you are,” he kneads her ass through the fabric of her dress, hiking it up as he does then slips his finger between her legs.

A soft moan is stuck in her throat at his touch over the wet spot of her panties, she bucks her hips against his fingers craving more friction. Ashton smiles then bites his lower lip at her reaction, rubbing his fingers in circles before he pulls away. He kisses her nose.

“Step out of those for me,” he instructs.

She keeps her gaze on his as she shimmies out of her panties, they fall to her feet and he slips his arms from his suit jacket. He tosses it to the floor by the foot of the bed, and she steps forward beginning to unbutton his shirt. His strong hands capture her wrists.

“Not yet, sweetheart,” he shakes his head then nods to the bed, “lay on the bed for me.”

Her cheeks flush at his demanding words, but they aren’t harsh, his orders are soft but firm and brings a familiar twist in her stomach. She obeys and bounces on the bed before sliding to the middle of it and lays down, her legs crossed delicately.

Ashton finishes removing his shirt then stalks slowly to her place on the bed, he pulls her to him by the ankles and the motion causes her dress to hike up further on her stomach.

“What about my dress?” she asks already reaching for the zipper on her back.

“Keep it on for now,” he shakes his head and lowers to his knees. He kisses the inside of her ankle pulling it behind his head so her knee rests on his shoulder and her pussy is right in his face. “So pretty, so wet for me,” he blows gently at her center and she lets out a soft sigh.

He continues to tease her by kissing the area all around where she needs him most, his eyes glancing up at her every once in a while. She’s getting wetter with each kiss and then he finally places his lips onto her folds. He darts his tongue out, flicking it from side to side to open her lips up more, he uses his thumb and forefinger to open up to her clit and he attaches his whole mouth to the already swollen bundle of nerves.

Hollis gasps, her hands flying immediately to his hair as he goes to town on her pussy. His tongue moves in languid, intricate designs, alternating on her clit with his thumb and tongue, he adds a hum here and there and she’s moaning and writhing beneath him.

“Ash, yes!” she gasps bucking her hips into his mouth. She wants him to go faster but his slowness is making her orgasm build and build. It’s ever growing in her lower stomach and Ashton is eating her out like she’s his last meal.

The sounds of his mouth smacking into her causes her to arch her back as her orgasm finally washes over her. Her back arches so high off the bed Ashton can feel her toes curl on his back, then her legs begin to shake and clench around him as he keeps stimulating her orgasm. Her moans are glorious in his ears, echoing throughout the room and he hopes the boys can hear how good he’s making his girl feel.  

She tries to moan his name but her voice is clipped because of the overstimulation with her fingers tugging at his roots. When he thinks she’s had enough, he detaches his mouth and nibbles on the inside of her thighs.

He looks up at her and watches her body as she comes down from her high, her legs unclench and her back lowers onto the bed, a blissful smile appears. She looks down at him through her lashes and he grins up at her as he continues to mark up her thigh.

“That’s what you get for teasing me all night,” he muffles against her soft flesh.

“I should do that more often,” she says breathlessly watching him crawl up her body. She opens her legs all too willingly as he ruts his hips against her, the buckle of his belt rubbing against her pussy in the best way. The pressure and the cool clink of the metal causes her to moan which he silences with a messy kiss.

“Do you want more?” he asks continuing to grind against her with his belt buckle.

“God, yes,” she gasps looping her arms around his neck, her fingers tugging at his hair.

“My name’s Ashton,” he growls then he slips his middle finger inside her. He curls it then wiggles the tip of his finger against the soft spongy center of her walls and she becomes a mess beneath him.

She moans in his ear, the sweetest sound, as he adds another finger and does the same movement until he’s steadily fucking into her. She rotates her hips against his hand, teeth nibbling at his ear lobe, nails digging into his skin. All the while he watches her, loving the way her eyes squeeze shut and her lips are red from biting them. He moves his fingers faster until he feels her walls clench around him, her hips bucking uncontrollably against him.

“Who makes you feel this good, angel?” he grunts.

“Y-you!” she gasps, “Ashton . . .” she mewls his name but his fingers are relentless and her body tenses yet again as her orgasm hits her.

The scream of white hot pleasure that escapes her lips echoes throughout the room and that’s when Ashton slows his fingers, they’re drenched in her cum. When he removes them, it’s with a satisfying squish, she looks at him through blissed out eyes as he taps on her pretty pink lips. She opens them and immediately sucks on his fingers, her tongue swirling up and around his fingers he can practically feel it on his own dick.

“So good for me,” he praises taking his fingers from her mouth. He sucks off the rest before sliding off the bed shucking off his belt and pants. “Take off your dress, love.”

She tries, she really does, but her body is so spent after undergoing two extremely good orgasms that she doesn’t have the strength to pull down the zipper.

“Help,” she says meekly, a pout on her lips.

Ashton smiles tugging the zipper down its tracks, kissing her neck as he does so. He pulls the fabric off her body and admires her. His hand squeezes around her throat with just the right amount of pressure before kneading her breasts and traipsing his fingers down her stomach. Goosebumps appear in his wake.

“Turn onto your stomach, babygirl,” he demands.

Her eyes flash open and she gives him a goofy smile at his request, doggy style was her favorite position because it felt good and she came so many times and he fucking knew it. She flips onto her stomach, clumping the pillow beneath her and lifting her hips into the air.

He kisses down her spine before lining himself up with her entrance, she’s still dripping and it helps to lube up his tip. He takes his time though, pushing in and out little by little until he slides into her completely. Ashton groans at finally filling her up, a small gasp sounds from her and he remains there for a moment before sliding back out and fucking back into her harshly.

She hums beneath him and Ashton picks up his pace bracing her hips as he goes to town, skin slapping on skin fills the room along with her delicious moans. Hollis pushes herself back into him so he can go deeper, she bites into the pillow as she comes and Ashton pinches her skin encouraging her.

He leans forward so he’s against her back, his hand slipping in front to rub her clit and he whispers words of encouragement into her ear. He pants as he feels his own orgasm building, the motion of her body against his and her salacious moans are bringing him to the edge and he fucks her faster, faster until he can’t control it anymore and releases his load into her.

Their bodies falter and clench together as he spasms against her, the sound of his moans hit her skin and he’s paralyzed with such a good feeling there are no words to describe it. When his hips stop jolting, he exhales onto her and their bodies relax.

They’re a combination of hot breath and sweaty skin until he pulls out, his dick twitching and she flops onto the bed.

“Don’t move, I’ll clean you up,” he tells her and slips off the bed.

He wipes himself up in the bathroom before getting a wet wash cloth and dry towel. She’s still breathing heavy when he comes back out, he smiles at his pretty girl and cleans up the mess he made between her legs. She rolls over then takes it from him so she can do a better job. He pulls on his boxers when she holds her arms up in the air, wagging her fingers at him.

“Help me up so I can go to the bathroom.”

He chuckles pulling her off the bed by her hands, he can literally see her legs shake as she stands on solid ground. She lets out a deep sigh then wobbles to the bathroom.

“I know you’re smirking so stop it!” she yells. He laughs in response and hops onto the bed waiting for her return.

When she emerges, hair a beautiful post-sex mess, skin glowing and tired smile his heart soars in his chest as this beautiful creature settles under the sheets next to him. She kisses his shoulder as he wraps his arms around her then murmurs,

“Who do you love?”

[jawllines]

Okay wait you should do a bday blurb where she like accidentally forgets Harry's bday bc she has a really big exam that she's been studying weeks for but Harry doesn't mention it bc he knows how stressed she is and so like after she takes her exam she's on twitter and she sees the bday tweets to him and she's like OH SHIT so she goes home and cries to Harry because she feels so bad and he keeps saying it's okay and reassures her he doesn't care then she's like let me make it up to you ;) ;) ;)

“Hi Bunny! How was your – oh god?” Harry is startled, Y/N can tell, through her blurry vision as his eyes are wide and he rushes over but she doesn’t think she deserves it, pressing her face into his chest. 

There was a really big exam that day – Harry’s birthday – and she hadn’t thought about anything but that stupid test for the past 2 weeks. No time to shop, no time to plan something, no time to even fucking remember anything but various muscles and bones and she is so mad at herself. Harry would never ever forget her birthday, and he hadn’t mentioned anything and he was still pulling her into his chest and she really, really hated herself right now.

So she started crying on the way home, probably looking insane if anybody dared a look into her car, or if they heard her blasting Stockholm Syndrome as loud as she was to try and drown out her thoughts (it didn’t work). And what made her feel even worse is that he was going to ask how her test went! She walks in sobbing, on his birthday, that she hasn’t said anything about, and he was only concerned with her. 

“I’m so sorry,” Y/N croaks through a cry and a shuddered breath, “I’m so so sorry, I’m the worst girlfriend in the world, I fucking stink but I’ll make it up to you I swear. God I’m so sorry.” 

Harry is tutting his tongue, his arms wrapping around her in a bear hug, “Oi, none of that, none of that, s’okay,” he murmurs, petting her messy hair down, “I don’t mind, Moppet, you were swamped with course work I understand.” 

“But you shouldn’t have to!” She sniffs, and she twists her arms around him as well, squeezing him with all her might. Y/N just needs him to know that she loves him with all her heart and she hadn’t meant to fuck up so bad. Didn’t mean to leave him the morning of his birthday with a halfhearted kiss and a panicked rush out the door, but she did. 

Maybe she’s just overly exhausted or maybe she’s just actually this fucking emotional, but she really can’t stop crying. Enough so that her belly moves with it, and she’s soaking the front of his t-shirt. “Gosh, it’s a wonder you haven’t dropped me yet, I’m the one who forgot your birthday and having some melodramatic melt down I --” 

“Baby,” he stops her, drawing back a bit and when she refuses to look up at his face he grabs her lightly by the chin, tilting her to look up at him, “Stop with that. You’ve gotten every birthday up to now and even before we knew each other, bug, and I know you didn’t do it on purpose. That test was worth 40% of your mark, and I encouraged you to worry about it.” His voice is so steady and slow and comforting, her heart thumps hard in her chest, “If I was actually that hurt by it you would know, you’re the only one who can read me like a book. So please stop crying, Bunny, just breaking my heart you are.”

Y/N buries her face back into his chest, holding him tighter, “I love you so much, I’m sorry,” she murmurs, “Just gimme a day and I promise I’ll have you the best birthday gift ever in the world.”

“I love you too,” he answers, rubbing at her back, “’sides, I got a little gift for myself that you can help me with, which outta be fun.” 

Harry keeps his arms locked around her, but makes them both waddle backwards towards the counter. Now that Y/N thinks about it, she did see him fiddling with a package when she’d come in. Watching with her eyes still welled up with tears and aching from her knuckles rubbing into them, she watches him brush away the bubble wrap to reveal an assortment of things. 

One being pink harness like bra with cute silky panties too match, decorated in a subtle floral pattern on both. He takes her hand that had been resting on his chest and beckons for her to reach out and feel it -- how smooth and sleek it was on her fingertips. She looks over to him pouting, because this was a gift for her not him, but he shakes his head and nods back towards the box.

With the same hand she’d felt the lingerie with, she digs deeper into the box until her hand comes in contact with what feels like a small buckle. When she draws it out and makes out that it’s a collar, which makes her eyes widen as it is, but when he uses a gentle hand to twirl it in her fingers so that she can see a small silver plaque with Harry’s carved into it in his handwriting and she gasps, making him laugh “One last thing.” He murmurs while taking the collar from her hands and moving her so that she was facing the box, digging into it as he brushed her hair to the side and clipped the collar snug around her throat. 

Y/N finds the last thing in there is a plug with a bunny tail end, soft fur that makes her shiver along with the gentle kiss he presses at her neck, “What d’ya say? Wanna be my Pet fo’ tonight?” 

                                        .                       .                      .

Y/N is all heavy breaths and whimpery noises, feeling her slick trickle down her thigh as she sat before him on the ground while he sat with legs stretched wide on the edge of the bed. For the past ten minutes she’s been eyeing him and his cock, that he isn’t touching but is teasing other parts of his body to get himself hard. She stares with unwavering interest as his erection bobs to a stand with only him gawking at her and running his nails up and down his thighs. 

Her mouth waters at the sight of him, and how he’s so close -- so so so close to her but she can’t have him because Harry hadn’t told her yet. Helped her get all dressed up in the garment he’d picked out and even with her bunny tail plug then ordering her to sit where she’s seated now. On her knees, hands in her lap, no touching or tasting allowed until he says. 

It stinks, sure, but in some way she still feels like she deserves it. She’d forgotten his birthday for fuck sake, the least she could do was be patient. And this wasn’t about her getting off either -- she hopes she’s able to convey that too, because she wants this to be about him. Harry can be in control all he wants but Y/N wants to -- she needs to, please him right now. Aching deep inside, it’s all she can fucking think about, is getting him off. That’s all she wants to do. 

“Wha’s on your mind, Love?” He asks, teasing himself with a feathery light touch to his shaft, and she can see him visibly suck in a breath, “Talk to me.” 

“I --” she begins, swallowing thickly so she doesn’t drool. . .he’d sure get a kick out of that, “I want -- um -- I -- you -- you’re not doing it right.” She finally settles on, eyes flickering up to his face. 

Raising his eyebrows, Harry continues the light trails on himself, “Oh?” He shuffles, “S’my cock, innit? Ya’ think m’not doing it right?” Y/N nods, firm with her decision and her fingers twitch at her thighs. Not yet. 

“S’mine too,” she grumbles borderline petulantly and it makes his hand stutter to a stop, like he’s telling her to continue, “I -- you’re mine, so it’s mine too. Just how my pussy is yours, right?” 

Harry is gnawing harshly at his plush bottom lip, nodding slow, “Right,” he agrees, thumbing lazily at the tip of himself, “Possessive lil thing you are. Why don’t ya get over here and show me how to treat it then?” 

It’s not a question. . .that’s her permission, technically, and she doesn’t wait a beat to craw closer and plant herself directly in between. Leaning in with an eager mouth to the hot, slippery head of his prick that’s feels spongy beneath the lull of her tongue. Harry’s moan resonates in the room and in echos in her brain like some heavenly tune, and it only makes her want to give him more, more, more. 

So she takes him in deep, swallowing him down as far as she could until her body shudders around a choke and she lets up. “Jesus” he grunts, but instead of curling in her hair like she wants his hands to do, they stay on either side of him, scrunching up the sheets. Which only makes her want to work harder -- wants him to snap and grab a hold of her and fuck up into her mouth until her voice is shot, a friendly reminder that she made him feel good. 

She doubles her efforts, spit and precum dribbling down her chin that Harry respectfully swipes off, “Droolin’ all over your chin ‘cos my cock’s too big fo’ your pretty mouth huh?” And Y/N answers in a whine, her eyes fluttering shut because she just really loved doing this. Really loved Harry’s thighs unintentionally closing in on her and the thick vein throbbing against her tongue. The way he twitches when one of her soft, gentle hands reaches up for his balls all swollen and full to squeeze and knead them. “Such a sweet girl fo’ me aren’t you, Pet?” He wheezes near the end, which makes her happy -- Harry always started with a very strong hold of himself when they were fucking so when she was able to crack him it felt good. 

When she feels a tug at her hair it’s bittersweet, because it’s what she’s been wanting but he’s trying to get her off of him, she knows, but Y/N doesn’t feel done yet. With a huff and a small grouse around him, she wiggles even closer to him and uses both hands to hold on either side of his cock with the top ends of her fingers. Holding him in place as she continues suckling and pulling the head into her mouth and Harry lets out a moan that reminds her of the ache between her own thighs, before she feels a sharp tug at the collar with a very stern, “Off.” She listens then, popping off of him with a filthy wet noise and Harry is plucking at her bottom lip soon after. 

“Up ya get,” Harry pulls her up onto the bed, beckoning her to straddle his lap and she does so, his wet prick touching against her thigh. He slings one arm around her waist, making her feel safe and secure and loved all in one gesture while the other hand focuses in on the collar, “Should make you wear this out in public,” he utters dreamily, “Have everyone know who you belong to. Let ‘em see all the marks I’m gonna suck onto that pretty neck.” 

Y/N shivers, forcing her eyes to stay open so she could stare at him. He’s so pretty, she reckons, at times like these. So pretty all the time, but she just likes that blown look in his eye and that bright color of his lips and the sweat that’s starting to build on his brow. Y/N likes that he is still so playful and teases her and sometimes if it’s really good he’ll even blush a bit, which makes him look younger but then his filthy mouth brings her back to reality usually. 

“Le’s see how you’re holdin’ up, Doll.” He suggests, and his hand falls down below, crawling his fingers between her skin and her panties and they’re so broad and thick, if Y/N just rolled down into them both would press up right on her clit. As delicious as that might be though, it’s left as a thought, because she’s going to be a good girl for him tonight. No ifs ands or buts about it -- he deserved the best girl and that’s exactly what she was going to be. 

So he surpasses her swollen nub and feels at her hole, giving a small, “fuck,” petting at the outside, sliding the pads of his fingers around in it for a good moment, “So wet ‘ere, Baby,” he murmurs, “All from watching and licking on my cock?” Y/N nods and lets out a pitiful noise that makes him smile, “Could just slip right in.” He does -- matter of fact -- he uses both fingers and slips them inside of her easy and the small stretch makes her sink down on them, but he holds her hips still. Takes his hand out and before she can protest, he slides it in from behind, surpassing the bunny plug and finding her hole again before letting them slide back inside. 

She keeps herself still with his help, and he fucks them into her deftly, “Is a nice cock though, for you.” He begins again and Y/N’s head bows into his neck, hiding her face, “All thick and big for you to stretch around; get it all wet and drippy so it glides in even easier.” Her stomach shakes with a breath, “Fuck you nice and hard right in your spot,” he curves his fingers, prodding at it insistently and Y/N’s body is strung taut as a bow, “Hmm, feels nice, doesn’t it Baby? Bet it would feel even better had it been the head of my prick.” 

A soft cry leaves her mouth, but she stays still. Wraps her arms even tighter around his neck and her knees press hard into the sides of his thighs. 

“Don’t you wanna fuck back on my fingers?” He asks. 

“Uh-huh.” 

“Then why aren’t you?” 

“Cos I’m being a good girl.” To Y/N’s ears, she sounds borderline pathetic, but apparently it was enough to break at least part of Harry’s resolve. He mutters another curse before taking his hand out. 

“Hold your panties to the side.” He orders and Y/N does as told, tugging to them side as Harry paints his cock up and down her slit before sliding in. The burn of it is what drives her crazy and her toes curl, her back arches some, because he is so deep and he fits himself snug inside, “Tha’s it, tha’s my girl, ride my cock.” Harry bottoms out, giving her hip a squeeze. 

Y/N doesn’t have to be told twice, picking herself up and pushing herself back down slow at first, to get a feel for it, but gosh she just gets so impatient and he feels so good she speeds up. The resounding slap of her bum against his thighs bouncing off the walls with her moans and his words and the slick sounds of him fucking up inside of her. She isn’t very calculated nor an expert with her riding, as Harry usually just grabs hold of her bum and raises his hips to meet her when they do this sort of thing, but he doesn’t seem to mind it any. Even says, “Look at that. So excited for my cock, you’re being all sloppy, yeah? Just want me inside, you do, s’all you need is for me to be deep inside.” 

She nods and grinds down into him so her clit is pressing into him to and it’s all so good and she’s so close already. Huffing through her nose as she continues to slap down onto him, “Can I cum please?” Her voice his raw still, from the blowie and her moaning, but she keeps going, “I’ve been good ‘aven’t I? I’ve been a good girl right?” 

All she needs is for him to say it. If he says it she’ll cum and he knows that because Harry knows her body and he knows what gets her there, so if he says it he knows what he’s doing. 

And Harry’s face is hid a bit in her neck, teeth at the collar and pulling at it just to get a rise out of her (which works), before he tells her, “Yes, yes, such a good girl, fuckin’ the best girl.” Biting into her shoulder hard as she crumbles and falls apart around him, gushing on his prick, squeezing and pulsing until she’s resorted to soft twitches every time he moves and little whines. 

She goes limp in his arms and Harry chuckles warmly, still very much hard inside her and he experimentally picks her up just a bit only to set her back down and she’s so sensitive that all she can do is clench up. “That was a big one, Baby.” He hums, tilting his head so he could kiss her ear, “G’na get at least 4 of those outta you tonight.” 

The thought makes Y/N squeeze around him again, a moan muffled by his neck. Y/N doesn’t even know if that’s possible for her. 

It is Harry’s birthday though and god dammit, if this is what he wanted, Y/N was determined to be the best fucking gift he’s ever gotten. 

[psychic-timetraveler]

Found a cute lil Christmas prompt from @drink-it-write-it about a snowball fight and I’m here for it. I love my demon children so, more Katden!

"You started a snowball fight with me and things escalated, but now you're looming over me, breathing hard" AU

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Kat had been watching the snow fall throughout most of the evening. It just looked so pretty as the flakes fell from the sky and laid perfectly onto the lawn, glistening against the street lights from the town not too far away. She loved the winter time. Especially snow. 

Her boyfriend, on the other hand, didn’t quiet care for the cold. It didn’t matter that he was a heater, fueled by Hellfire itself in his demon veins. He just didn’t like the snow and found it annoying when it sizzled out when it touched his skin. But there wasn’t a lot he wouldn’t do for his lovely girlfriend.

“Holden, I’m going outside to play in the snow.” Kat smiled to him. “Come out with me?”

He had been dusting one of the higher shelves in the library, awkwardly hovering above the ground. “In a few minutes, darling.”

“Is that a yes?” She smiled.

“In a few minutes.” He repeated. “I want to finish this up before I lose concentration.”

“I’ll hold you to that ‘few minutes’ remark.” She happily skipped to the door. “Don’t keep me waiting.”

With that, she headed outside to the snow covered church grounds. The best part about being a vampire was that she never got cold. So she could easily stand outside in a short skirt and low cut long sleeved shirt and be completely fine. Her hair was tied back in a ribbon but she undid the ribbon and tied it around her neck instead. This was a time to leave her hair down and just have some fun.

She transformed into her cat self before diving into the pristine blanket of snow besides the stairs that led into the church. Almost acting as if she had a ball of yarn, she rolled around on her back a few times. She shook herself off before pouncing through the snow, going no where in particular. 

Eventually Holden kept to his word and walked outside. They were two perks of supernatural beings, one who never got cold and the one who was always warm. He emerged in just a t-shirt and chinos. He crossed his arms over his chest and smiled a bit at his girlfriend having the time of her life bouncing around in the snow.

“Having fun?” He asked with a small laugh. She was always so amusing to watch.

“Yes.” She switched back to her human form, now laying on her back in the snow. “Come on, make a snow angel with me.”

“I’m allergic to all things holy.” He joked. Though it wasn’t a total lie. He was allergic to holy things, but snow angels probably weren’t one of them.

“What if the snow was holy water?” She asked, sitting up in the snow with a smile on her face.

“Then I’d be shit out of luck.” He gave her a smile in return.

“Let’s test that theory.”

He was going to ask what she meant by that, but his question was soon answered as a snowball hit him in the face. The snowball slightly skewed his glasses, knocking them so one side showed off his demonic eye while the other still protected the other. He wanted to be mad at her, but wasn’t. Instead he took his glasses off and set them on the stone wall besides the stairs.

“Oh, it’s on.” 

She squealed in delight as she saw him make a snowball and start to run towards her. She jumped up and made another to throw it at him as he threw one that hit her in the leg. She released the demon and he wanted revenge on the snowball. Any chance she could get to let him loosen up, she’d take it.

The two threw snowball after snowball at one another, just enjoying the time they were having acting like children. It wasn’t often they would do childish things like this, so they’d take the chance when they could. 

Eventually the snowball fight ended when Kat pounced on her boyfriend and knocked him to the ground. Thankfully there was enough snow to cushion the fall where it wouldn’t hurt either of them. She wouldn’t have done it if it didn’t hurt either of them. 

They were laughing and panting from running around like the children they were. 

“Truce?” He asked finally, smiling up at her.

“Hmm? Maybe.” That was until she dropped one last snowball on his face and she giggled as it melted instantly upon contact. He was giving her a ‘really’ look that made her laugh harder. “Now it’s a truce.”

Some days Kat forgot that Holden was surprisingly strong being a demon and all. This was one of those days where she forgot. He managed to get a hold of her and flip her onto her back and he on top of her now. 

She loved his eyes behind his charmed glasses, something about the borderline unearthly green made her smile. But his demon eyes, now they were something to fall in love with. The pitch black had a warm and welcoming feeling to her and the almost neon green irises were full of love and caring... and she could sense a bit of playful anger from the last snowball to his face. 

To her, he was handsome, demonic side and all. Seeing a more playful side of him was always refreshing instead of his “boring” side. He was a mystery that only she was able to crack on oddly specific occasions and she loved it. She loved how much he trusted her and how much she trusted him. 

“What?” He finally asked her.

She didn’t realize how long she’d been staring at him. Kat just smiled. “I love when you goof around with me.” Though that was just code for ‘I love you for you no matter what’. 

With that, he ruined the moment by tossing some snow down the front of her shirt. She let out another squeal of betrayal before tossing a handful of loose snow at his face.

“Twat!” She laughed and pushed him off of her. That gave her a few seconds to brush the snow from between her boobs.

He laughed and laid down in the snow next to her. She soon joined him, shoulders touching as they stared up to the cloudy sky as the snow fell on them. Well fell on Kat at least. It piled up on her but melted instantly against Holden’s bare skin. 

As they just enjoyed the winter evening around them, they managed to interlock their pinky fingers together. They laid there in silence for a few minutes, just enjoying each others company. Kat saw a lovely playful evening with her boyfriend, while Holden thought this was a fun way to spend Yule. It was connecting with nature after all. 

Kat adjusted herself and decided to flop down on top of Holden again. He was very warm and perfect for a cold evening. Despite her not at all being cold, he was just warm and it was an excuse to cuddle up with him. He wrapped his arms around her and rested them on her lower back.

He had a heartbeat, she wasn’t sure how but he did. It was nice to listen to it every once in a while, missing her own sometimes. The beating was soothing to her and knowing that it was him made it even better. It relaxed her and almost lulled her to sleep. 

She was about ready to completely fall asleep on him before he kissed her head. “Let’s go back inside.”

Despite being comfy, she agreed. She flopped off of him onto the snow again to let him get up. If she were lucky, he’d pick her up. Or at least help her to her feet, either or. This time he was only feeling slightly generous and offered her his hand to help her to her feet. She took it and he yanked her into a standing position.

Though he wasn’t expecting it, she jumped on his back and wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his shoulders to keep from falling. He was strong enough, he could easily carry her. He accepted his fate and carried her back to the church. 

He leaned her towards the wall where he set his glasses. “Grab my glasses, doll face?”

She did as he asked and immediately tried to put them on his face. He sighed, accepting his fate once again. He could barely see out them through the water droplets that accumulated from the snow. 

He dropped her when they got into the church again. She made her way upstairs to change into a pair of cozy pjs and out of her wet clothes from the snow. It gave Holden a few minutes to get his shit in order with the library. 

He took his glasses off again and clipped them to his shirt collar. Not like he needed them anyway. He locked the door and with a snap of his fingers he snuffed out the candles in the bottom floor before heading upstairs.

By the time he got up there, Kat had already stole one of his shirts to get cozy in. It was something he would just have to deal with. She was making tea in the kitchen for the two of them. With a fake finger gun, he lit the fireplace. It just seemed right to have the aesthetic of a snowy evening with a fireplace going.

Holden changed out of his wet clothes into another t-shirt and flannel pj pants. By the time he threw the wet clothes in the bathroom to dry over the shower curtain, he was being handed a mug of tea. Kat was making her rounds, giving him a mug of tea before hunting down the remote for the stereo. 

When they moved in with one another, Kat made sure to provide some of her electronic devices. Holden learned to love it, against his own will. Also the couch she had was also coming with. It was so much better for cuddling than his reading chair. 

Though neither of them really celebrated Christmas, she put on some instrumental Christmas music on to compliment the snowy evening. It was good cuddling time. Holden knew exactly that’s what she wanted to do and he was not opposed to it in the slightest. 

He laid down first, setting the mug of tea behind him on the end table. She gave him a second before completely ruining all of the comfort he gained and now had a vampire laying on top of him. 

She hummed contently into his chest, listening to his heart beat again. Now she could really fall asleep on him. He ran his hand up and down her back for a while before she started biting at his neck.

He smiled a bit. “We’ve been over this, you don’t want what’s in there.”

She kissed his neck instead. “I know. But you didn’t recoil away from it this time. That’s progress.”

He rolled his eyes. “It’s something.”

Her kisses trailed up the side of his neck and onto his jawline before finally kissing his lips. He kissed her in return before she sighed contently and flopped back onto his chest.

“I love you.” She smiled.

He ran a hand through her hair. “I love you too.”