#love me till you leave me part 15

[cosmicanemoia]

Sex With My Ex's Friend

Amelia Shepherd x Reader (broken up)

Addison Montgomery x Reader (one-time thing?)

Love Me Till You Leave Me part 15

It is lunch time when Dr. Altman told you to go to her, that she has something important to tell you. When you got to the hospital you went to her office but she wasn't there. You made your way to the cafeteria thinking, 'I'll wait for her there,' you search for a seat, and there you found Dr. Altman is sitting with Addison, Owen, Link, Bailey, and Jo.

You decided to walk over to their table and sit with them. You greeted them and hugged them as they greeted you. You sat down beside Dr. Altman and ask her what she wants to talk about. Everyone's attention shifted to you and Dr. Altman abandoned whatever they were talking about so they could listen in on your conversation with your friend. "I actually have forgotten. I'll try to remember it later, but for now, how are you?" She said with a hint of concern in her eyes. You look at her and smiled "I'm good."

There was an awkward silence for a moment. You stood up from your seat and decided to break the silence. "Well, I'm off. Just text me when you do remember -" "Wait. Where are you going? You just got here. Come and have lunch with us. " She tried to make you stay, and she succeeded. "Fine," you rolled your eyes at her, which made her chuckled.

"Sleepy at this time of day. Did you have a late night?" She commented, seeing your drowsy look. "You know me." You yawned, and she asked another question, "what time did you sleep?" You sighed "Yes" you said plain and simple. As you bite a sandwich you took from Teddy's plate, she looked at you with mischief showing in her smile. "Partying and making confetti, Huh." Owen butted in, "you mean popping confetti. " Teddy looked down and chuckled. She shook her head."No. Maybe." You look at everyone's faces one by one, and seeing the confused look on their faces, you tried to clear things up. "I know we're all adults here, Ted. But save it for later. " You shook your head and Dr. Wilson's eyes widened, realising what you two were talking about. "Oh, you mean?" You nodded, confirming what she's thinking. Link asked her what it was, but she just shook her head and tried to eat her food with a growing smirk. Addison finally spoke up, "What are you guys talking about?"Oh, you don't wanna know--" you answered, and right after you finished talking, Dr. Altman blurted, "we're talking about orgasms." Everyone's eyes widened. "That's right. That's her kind of party." She added. "You mean like an orgy or something?" Jo asked, and you raise your eyebrows trying to think, "uh- *you gulped* maybe. But just with women." "I still don't get all the fuss about women having sex with each other." Dr. Montgomery blurted out of nowhere.

Everyone is shocked, except you, by the words that just came out of Dr. Montgomery's mouth. She looks around, trying to peace a puzzle, 'why do you all look so confused?' she thought to herself then she realised what she had just said "Did I just say that out loud?" Everyone nodded, including you. You look at her and give her a sweet smile.

Dr. Altman can't believe what she just heard. She always believed that Dr. Montgomery has the hots for women, and have done it with women too, she's assuming this because she thinks that Addison is an open minded person, and would be willing to play for the both team.

T: You're saying you've never tried it with a woman?

A: I have. I just don't like it that much

T: Ooohh. Hahaha. You haven't tried that one - *pointing at you* Every woman who has ever said that to y/n has been proven wrong

Y/N: Don't listen to her addie * chuckles, shakes head, smirk*

T: What? I'm just speaking from experience

O: Wait, you... with her? How did I not know about this?

Y/N: You don't have to answer Ted

T: Yes! I accepted I wasn't straight cause of her. I bet a hundred dollars you might, too.

Y/N: Okay. That's my cue. Thanks people, but I'm going.

A: *thinking thoughts* Wait, wait, wait. Let's make it 500

Y/N: What? Seriously. Don't I have a say in this? I mean, no offense Addie you're gorgeous, and that's a nice offer. Also, that's crazy!

T: You're crazy too! Besides, you're both a free woman. You'll lose nothing if you try, *looks and nods towards addison* Besides that 500, you're basically giving away. Hahaha

A: You think, huh? We'll see. *she raises her eyebrow*

Y/N: I can't believe you. You're pimping me out, *sarcastically* I thought we were friends. *fake a sad face*

Owen: You're not actually gonna do it, are you?

Jo: Is this really happening? *excited*

Bailey: This shouldn't even be a conversation.

Link : How are you even gonna do it?

You shook your head. "I can't believe this is happening," you mutter as you stand up from your chair and walk away from the silly group. They shouted your name telling you to come back, but you paid them no mind and just kept walking.

A few hours later, it was finally night. Dr. Montgomery is going home early, hoping she could have some time alone. When she opened the glass door of the hospital, she saw you sitting on a bench in front of the hospital. Before she gets to make her way over to you, you are already making your way over to her.

You said pleasantries and gave each other a hug. "You ready?" You ask, she thinks for a moment and realises what you were talking about, "Now?" She asked back.

You nodded and held out your hand for her to take, and she did. "No time like the present," you said, and you pulled her to follow you.

You took her to a fancy restaurant near the hospital. "I hope you're hungry," you said as you pulled a chair for her to sit on. "I actually am." She took a seat on the chair you offered her.

You made jokes as you eat. You made each other laugh. Both of you are having fun.

When you finished the desserts, she offered to pay, but you didn't let her. "You already spent 500 dollars on me." You joked, and she laughs, "you don't know that. We'll see. " You nodded and smiled at her, "Yeah. You'll see." You both laugh.

When you finally rested your stomach for some time, you asked her, "You're place or mine?" You ask her, and she said, "Mine. If that's alright with you, " "I'm glad you said that. Mine's a mess." You teased.

You stand up first and offer your dominant arm for her. She hook hers into yours, and you walked out of the restaurant with a satisfied stomach.

She led you to her bed, and there was an awkward silence, but you broke it off. "Do you really want to do this?" You asked her again, to which she replied, "I do" over and over.

You caress her face gently, and you take some of the hair falling in her face and tuck it in her ear. You smiled at her, and you slowly moved your face to hers.

Your faces are inches away from each other. You exchanged breaths, and you asked one last time, "You sure?" "I am" she confirmed.

You took her mouth slowly and gently. You stopped and pulled away from the kiss. "What's wrong?" She ask as she try to catch her breath and you shook your head "just say stop and I will" she nodded "I know" she grabbed your face and kissed you roughly, desperately, and passionately, you smirked into the kiss and your hands went to work, tracing her body.

************In the morning************

Addison couldn't stand up. She tried to stand up, but she just fell after taking a step. The fall made a loud thud, and Addie's scream woke you up.

Y/N : Addie, you okay? *sits up in bed*

A : Help. I can't stand up.

Y/N :What? Are you okay? Should I drive you to the hospital? *rushes to her side*

A :No. No, no. *chuckles* You're the one who did this to me. I'll be okay. Just help me to bed.

Y/N : Me? Sorry. *quietly* --I didn't even go that hard.

A :I'm sure you didn't.

Y/N : Did I say that out loud?

A : It's okay, you have nothing to be sorry for. I had a great time. And I thank you for that.

Dr. Addison Montgomery wants more, so she took a day off to spend the rest of the day with you. You cuddled in the morning, letting her rest and gain some strength. She's still recovering from last night, but by lunch, she asks to have sex again even if she's still wimping, and who are you to not give her what she wants.

You spend the rest of the day being sexy and intimate with each other.

[larluce]

Arthur and Merlin travel back in time without knowing the other is from the future too AU

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LINKS TO THE OTHER PARTS OF THIS AU HERE: PART 1 , PART 2 , PART 3 , PART 4 , PART 5 , PART 6 , PART 7 , PART 8 , PART 9 , PART 10 , PART 11 , PART 12 , PART 13 , PART 14 (You're here) , PART 15

In "Remedy to Cure All Ills"

Arthur pacing around in his chambers after Morgana fell sick and he encountered Edwin.

Arthur: (thinking, trying to convince himself) She's evil, she's going to become evil, it's okay if she dies. She's evil, she's going to become evil, she must die. She's evil, she's going to- (Shouts and throws a lamp againts a wall, furious with himself)¡AAARRGH!(sinks in a couch an covers his face, thinking miserably) Why can't I let her die? I watched her take her last breath before my eyes before, damn it! This shouldn't hurt this much.

Merlin: (enters) Arthur?

Arthur: (sighs and takes his hands out of his face, exhausted) Don't you know how to knock?

Merlin: (with a comforting smile) You know I never do that. (gets close and puts himself infront of Arthur, bending down to be at his height) She's going to be alright, Arthur. She's strong. You'll see.

Arthur: (smiles back, but it doesn't reach his eyes) A man came to the castle this morning. He claims he can cure her. (thinking) Of course he can, he was the one who did this to her.

Merlin: (thinking, wary) Edwin... (says) How could he? Not even Gaius knows what's wrong with her.

Arthur: He says he has a remedy to cure all ills.

Merlin: That doesn't exist. It's impossible.

Arthur: I know that! But what other option do we have? Morgana is dying and we are farther from close to find a cure! We don't lose anything by trying (thinking) And we gain everything by doing it. Once he cures her I can kill him.

Merlin: (puts a comforting hand on his shoulder, hesitantly, but relaxes when Arthur doesn't reject the touch) You really love her a lot, don't you?

Arthur: (with unshed tears) We grow up together. She's like a sister to me. I can't let her die. (Thinking) Even when she doesn't share the same sentiment. I just can't.

Merlin: Wait till tomorrow. If she doesn't get better, you can fetch the man.

Arthur: I'm the prince, Merlin. You can't tell me what to do.

Merlin: But?

Arthur: It's too late the fetch the man now. I'll wait till tomorrow.

Merlin: (smiles) Wise as always, my lord.

Arthur: (caresses the hand on his shoulder, lovinly) Thank you, Merlin.

Merlin: (blushes, nervous) 😳 I... I didn't do anything.

Arthur: You did. (Looks at Merlin's eyes intendly) Thank you. (They stare a each other, faces inches from the other).

Merlin: (snaps out of it and moves away) I-I need to go 😅 (smiles nervously and walks backwards) Eh... Physician apprentice things to do- (collides whit the table and some things fall and he picks them up quickly) Sorry!

Arthur: (laughs softly) Don't stay awake late. Rest.

Merlin: Right... you too. I'll be back to dress you in a minute, so don't sleep until I get back! 😅 (Leaves, thinking) 'Don't sleep until I get back'? Really? 😳😖🤦‍♂️

Arthur: (Sighs, thinking) Sleep. If only I could.

It's rare the times Arthur has a good night of sleep. Nightmares or rather memories of the time Merlin was a tree always assault his mind. Specially the time Merlin was turned before his eyes and he couldn't do anything about it, too weak from his wound, too useless. It's better now that Merlin sleeps in the antechambers. He just has to open the door and watch him sleep there peacefully, human and alive, and his heart is at easy again. Now with Morgana at death's door there's no way he's going to catch any sleep at all.

Arthur: (whispers to himself) I still have time. Tomorrow. Just wait until tomorrow.

Time skip. For everyone's surprise, Morgana wakes in the morning all cured, like she has never been ill in the first place.

Uther: (happy and relieved) Morgana! (Goes to her) This is truly a miracle. I thought... I really thought...

Morgana: (smiles) Oh, you won't get rid of me that easily.

Arthur: We certainly won't. (Just as realived and happy, puts hand on her shoulder, unconsciously) I'm glad you're alright, Gana.

Morgana: (surprised he's showing affection to her again, but touched) Gana... You haven't called me like that since we were kids.

Arthur: (realising he put a hand on her shoulder and puts it away) Right. Sorry, I know you don't like it.

Morgana: (messing with him) Oh, you can call me like that if you want. If you let me call you... Art? Arthie?

Arthur: Don't you dare! (He threatens but then they both laugh and look at each other fondly)

Gaius: I still need to make a few tests to see if she is really out of danger, but for what I can see, she'll be fully recovered in no time, sire.

Uther: Of course. Thank you, Gaius.

Gaius: I don't consider this was exactly my doing (looks at Merlin significantly and Merlin makes himself small in his place). But I'm glad to be of service as always, your majesty. I'll prepare some concoctions to prevent any outbrake just in case. (Makes a bow and it's about to leave, but then turns to Merlin sternly) Merlin?

Merlin: (sighs) Coming (bows quickly and leaves with him)

Uther: (frowns, thinking) Is it my idea or did he vow in the direction of Arthur alone?

Arthur: (who saw all the exchange between mentor and ward) I'll go to inform everyone the good news. Morgana, father (smiles politely makes a bow to both of them and leaves too)

Morgana: (sighs, a little sad, thinking) And cold Arthur is back.

Time skip. In Gaius Tower. Gaius scolding Merlin.

Gaius: You used magic on the king's ward?! What were you thinking?!

Merlin: I was thinking that I didn't want her to die! She's my friend and she's very dear to Arthur-

Gaius: Arthur, Arthur. Is what all this is about isn't it? I know he's the prince and you care for him. But let me remind you, he's still the prince of a kingdom that bans magic. Do you have any idea of what would have happened to you if someone discovered you? if someone have seen you?

Merlin: (explodes) Yes I know! Of course I know! Every time a wake up, every time I breathe, I know I could be killed at any moment. I watch every pyre that is made fearing maybe I could be next. I watch every friendly face, knowing that if they knew, if they only knew, they'll see me like a monster. I have to look at Uther, the man that would have me executed, the murderer of all my kind, and I have to serve him and smile at him trying to no throw up every day. So yes I perfectly fucking know, Gaius!

Gaius: ...

Merlin: (with teary eyes and his voice breaks) But I can't stop doing it, I can't separate myself from it. And I tried, believe me I tried, but I can't. Magic is part of me, is who I am. So I'll use it however I see fit, whenever I can, because no one knows the risks of using magic in a kingdom that forbids my very existence better than I do!

Silence...

Gaius: You're right. I don't understand it. I will never understand it. Magic was never to me what it is to you. I'm sorry I didn't see it before.

Merlin: It's alright. I know you only worry about me.

Gaius: It's more than that. (puts both of his hands on Merlin's shoulders) Merlin, in this short time I've known you, you've become like a son to me. I can't bare to lose you.

Merlin: (smiles) You won't lose me. I'm sorry, I didn't want to upset you.

Gaius: Then for the sake of this old man, stop doing these things behind my back.

Merlin: Only of you promise to help me rather than forbid me of doing things. I still need guidance, I still need you.

Gaius: Alright (he hugs him close and then pulls away). Lets start with how you cured Lady Morgana. I don't recall giving you any healing magic classes.

Merlin: I didn't have to, I just had to call this little one out of her ear. (pulls out a beetle from his pocket) I think it was what was making her sick. Do you know what it is?

Gaius: (alarmed) Don't touch it! (picks a jar and opens it) Put it here. Now! (Merlin does it and Gaius closes the jar) It's an Elanthia Beetle. They can be enchanted to enter the brain, feed on it until they devour the person's very soul. Thank the gods you managed to pull it out.

Merlin: (who already knew all this, but still has to play ignorant) So Morgana was echanted? By who?

Gaius: There are many sorcerers who wish to cause harm to the crown, my boy. But, whoever it is, once they find out their plan failed, they are going to try again.

Time skip. Merlin leaves Gaius tower with Morgana's concoctions and almost jumps out of his skin, when he sees Arthur is there at the door.

Merlin: (scared, but trying to disimulate, closing the door behind him) Arthur! How long have you been there?

Arthur: (who heard the whole conversation, very affected) I... I just arrived.

Merlin: (relieved, but concerned for Arthur's state) Arthur, are you alright? What is it? (with growing panic) Are you ill? Did something happen to Lady Morgana? Arthur, answer me!

Arthur: (hugs Merlin suddenly)

Merlin: (too stuned to say anything) ...

Arthur: (Pulls Merlin closer to him, thinking) 10 years. You suffered my father's reign and then I made you still live in fear for 10 years.

Merlin: (red and still very concerned) Not that I'm not enjoying this gesture, sire. But, please, say something. I'm going to freak out.

Arthur: (pulls away gently) Nothing's wrong, Merlin. It just... seemed like you needed it.

Merlin: (confused) ... right. (Thinking) He must still be sensitive about Morgana. (coughs, trying to hide his red face) I have to... ehm... give Morgana her concoctions so...

Arthur: (playfully) Are you blushing?

Merlin: No.

Arthur: Your ears are red.

Merlin: They are not!😡

Arthur: Yes, they are. It's hard not to notice. They're as big as your face.

Merlin: Not as big as your fat ass!

Arthur: Have you been staring? 😏

Merlin: (even more red) I...😳 stop wasting my time, get out of my way!😡

Arthur: That's no way to talk to your prince, Merlin.

Merlin: Fine (with exaggerated courtesy). Your highness, my lord, sire, would you make me the enormous honor to remove your royal, pompous, supercilious presence out of my way?

Arthur: (laughs, but steps aside)

Merlin: Thank you, my lord. I'll be forever in debt with you. (Bows in mockery and leaves)

Arthur: (thinking, as he watches him leave) You chose to save Morgana with your magic this time. You shouldn't have risk it. But thank you. You won't have to suffer for so long this time. I'll create I world where you feel safe, you won't have to hide and be scared anymore. I promise.

[suguae]

Never lose me.

Toji Fushiguro x f!reader

Warnings: Creampie, Virginity loss, Choking, Squirting, erm more probably idunno. Not proofread.

Also my first time writing this stuff so give feedback please!!

Toji was the last person to be in a relationship. He's tried way too many times, but he just wasn't amused by the women he met.

He was giving one last time tonight. "Thanks again Shiu." He says fixing his hair up in a mirror near the front entrance of his home.

"No problem man, I got you every time." Shiu says stuffing his mouth with popcorn as Megumi was deeply focused in the movie that had been playing in the back.

Toji checks his outfit one more time, a black tight long sleeve paired with black slacks. He knew it was basic but after all he doesn't plan on staying out long.

Here he sat bored out of his mind as this women had been doing nothing but blabbering about herself. She was beautiful, but god she would not shut up. Toji got at least four words and it's already been half an hour.

He looked around trying to entertain himself another way, till his eyes landed on you. You were one of his first dates. He vividly remembers you, everything about you was so fucking perfect. Till he found out you were too young for him.

The pink strapless dress you had on tonight, how it hugged your peachy ass perfectly. Your hair was so silky and longer than last time he saw you. Your laugh echoing into his ears.

He still remembers the disappointed look in your face when he told you how it just couldn't work out. But he didn't hesitate to jerk off that night, thinking about you.

His thoughts were interrupted by the cold liquid poured onto his head. "Why the hell are you eyeing that fucking women when we're on a date?" The women says catching the attention of many around the restaurant. Even you.

Fuck.

"You're fucking crazy." He scoffed getting out of his seat leaving her there all alone. He walked passed you before exiting the restaurant.

He sat in his car taking off his shirt. 'I'm definitely done.' He said quietly talking to himself.

He heard a small tap on his window. He turned his head making eye contact with you. Slowly rolling the window down. "So this is where you take all your dates huh?" You chuckled.

Just at the sound of your sweet laugh he felt his heart skip a beat. "What do ya want kid?" He sighs flipping his damp hair back.

You rolled your eyes, "I'm not even that much younger than you." You say leaning on the car door to have a better look at him.

"Y/n, 15 years apart is not a lot?" He asked while his eyes kept floating to your peachy lips. He would fuck that little mouth of yours and love it.

You smiled, "Nope."

That smile had him in a chokehold.

"Get in." Toji unlocks the doors to the car, he noticed that pretty little smirk draw on your face as you slowly back up from his door to walk to the passenger side.

Your ass moving like jello when you walked past the front of his car giving him a perfect view. Just at the sight of you made his blood move straight to his dick.

Next thing you know, all that was heard in the car was the rustling and sloppy wet kisses in Toji's car . You tauntingly pull away from this kiss. You felt Toji's grip around your waist tighten.

It hurt so fucking good. His big arms, how little you looked sitting on top on him. "Fuck...why'd you pull away?" He whispered.

You looked at him with those pleading big doe eyes, "Did you ever miss me Toji?"

"Of course I did." His hands roamed to the fat meaty part of your ass to grab the hem of your dress, sliding it over your head.

No bra, just that slutty bright pink thong. He noticed the tattoo of a butterfly between your breast. How it made your plump tits pop out more.

Toji admired the beauty in front of him. Was it desperate to say this was how he wanted that night to end? That night when he first met you.

You leaned in giving him wet lazy kisses all over his neck. Sucking a little harder in some places to leave marks. "Toji I need you." You whispered in his ear causing his body to shudder.

Toji wanted to fuck you hard.

"Get in the back." He says guiding you to the back of his car. He gets out of the car to go to the back to meet you there.

His dick was throbbing at he sight of you laying in the back patiently like the good little girl you were.

This was gonna be hard for Toji, He was such a big man in such a small little car. But he was gonna make it worth it.

His hands slowly roaming your body making his way to hover on top of you. Planting kisses on your soft tender breast. Sucking one and squeezing the other to give it the same amount of attention.

As you were panting wanting more from Toji, you could feel your hot core crying for Toji. "I wan u." You say breathlessly.

His hand that was massaging your breast was now on your neck, squeezing tightly but not too tight. "You need me that bad?"

You whimper, "Yes."

You were driving Toji crazy.

His dick was aching more than anything. Wanting to fuck that wet little cunt of yours.

'Fuck..' He makes you sit on top of him. Pulling out his fat veiny cock. His tip drooling with pre-cum. You look up and gulp.

"Toji..." You stuttered.

He moves your thong to the side, slowly moving his index and middle finger inside your gushy wet cunt.

You gasp with pleasure. "T-Toji."

You lean in as he was focused on your cunt. Increasing the speed of the thrusting. You planted a wet kiss on his red plump lips. Bitting his bottom lip as you whine to the pleasure.

"Fuck, Toji fas..ter" You stutter. You could feel his long big fingers constantly hitting that rubbery gushy flesh in your pussy. You felt as if knots were forming in your stomach.

You slowly slide your hand down to Toji's girth. Rubbing your thumb on his wet tip. Toji hissed. You smiled.

"Fuck me already." you breathlessly moan, as your hand slowly slides down Tojis shaft, delicately pumping his dick.

You felt close as Toji kept thrusting his fingers deep into your pussy. He teasingly slides his hands out as he hears your moans getting louder.

His fingers making its way up to your empty mouth. Sliding his fingers deep in your mouth. "Beautiful baby, don't you taste so good?"

You nod. Unable to verbally answer.

"Good girl." He smirks, slowly moving his fingers out of your mouth. He looks down at his shaft as your hand was still wrapped around it.

He guides your hand up and down his cock. Earning low grunts from Toji. "You like that?" you softly whisper.

"C'mere." He huffs with pleasure. Guiding his cock to the entrance of your wet cunt.

"T-Toji, be gentle...it's my first time." You whispered the last part. You hide your face to embarrassed at the sudden confession.

Oh but he loved the idea of having your little pussy all to himself. Touched by no one other than you and him.

"It's alright darling...put it in f'me, will ya?" He says grabbing your hands guiding them down to his cock.

Slowly you grab his lengthy fat cock, twitching in your hands as you slowly guide it in. You wince in pain as his cock stretches your pussy.

"Fuck yer so tight f'me baby." Toji hisses as he grabs both ass cheeks guiding you.

"Ahh Toji, hurts m..me." You say wrapping your arms around his neck, hands intertwining with his hair.

" Ts'okay yer gonna feel better." He grunts as he throws his head back. Guiding your hips to move faster.

"F..Fuck Toji." You sob with pain and pleasure.

Toji knew it hurt, but he fucking loved the tightness around him. How he could feel every inch of you. He wanted this ever since his eyes first landed on you. "Fuck y/n." He moaned.

The pleasure was now taking over. Your whole body feeling euphoric as you hop on Toji's dick like a bunny. You pant out a chuckle.

"Uhh f-fuck doll, i love your fucking pussy." He whimpers. Toji

Toji Fushiguro whimpering. How you had him fucking wrapped around your little finger.

He lifts you up a bit as he bucks his hips into you harder and way more faster. "T-Toji I'm gonna...Im close." You cry out as you feel that knotting sensation in your stomach again.

"Cum f'me baby.." He hissed as his pace fastened.

And you did.

The warm feeling overcoming your body as you limp onto Toji's chest as he's still balls deep. The loud moan that escapes your body causes Toji's cock to twitch inside you.

"This pussy is all mine yknow that?" He grunts as he thrust getting ready to cum.

"t-Toji sta-" You were overstimmulated as you felt Toji's hand roam down to your pearly clit, softly rubbing it.

"Tell me your pussy is all mine." You could feel your body beginning to shake. You bit Toji's shoulder. His pace in thrusting hasn't changed but he was rubbing your clit like their was tomorrow.

You bite harder as you feel an odd feeling as if you need to pee. "Toji...ah baby pee..i need t-"

He grabbed your neck basically choking you. "I fucking said tell me!" He says as your arm wraps around his hand that had been choking you.

"Mmmf..fu..Daddy's pussy...only..Toji I'm gonna pe.." You felt the warm liquid running down your legs as Toji lets his load out inside you.

"Fuck…baby you squirted.” he throws his head back and you plop onto his chest. Both panting.

You lazily chuckled a bit embarrassed.

He grabs your face, planting soft kisses onto your swollen red lips. "How was it for ya first time, baby?"

Your hands wrap around his neck as you lay your head down on his chest. Lazily smiling at him. "I could do it every night." You mumbled.

"I'd like that.." He kisses the top of your head as your eyes slowly closed.

He took you home that night after fucking you dumb, giving you the best after care. Ending the night with him asking you to be his girlfriend. And of course you said yes.

[brandileigh2003]

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[xan-izme]

"Bad Guy" (Dad!jake x Villian Daughter reader)

Summary: Jake didn't just leave you on a rotting planet, he did so much more. He barely showed his fatherly side to you, he was on Marin mode 24/7. The night before he left was what pushed you to the edge, after years of him not returning, was your braking point. He left you, his own daughter and betrayed his own race. If he can do that, what's wrong with leaving behind your own humanity?

TW: Death, mentions of death, child neglect, drinking, manipulation ect.

tag list: @kkkmm @myh3artttt

How far can you push a child's love and loyalty. Till they no longer can tell the difference between the two?

Raising children is known to be a very complicated task. But it was a part of life. Parenting is tricky, anything you do or say will affect your child's behavior.

Jake didn't think like that. You were his first child, a girl at that. Your mother was just a one night stand, but he did know her. She was a friend from before he lost his legs.

When you were born, he was already in a bad spot. So a child being dumbed on him in his situation wasn't the best.

So, when raising you, he tried his best to show you that the planet they were on was cruel, and that you need to fend for yourself sometimes. He might have been harsh with his words, but you had some sort of understanding that it wasn't out of meanness. Jake was strict. Set up curfews, schedule for all classes and hang outs. Knowledge of your whereabouts was a must.

But all of that understanding and balance you two had, was quick to shatter. The night before Jake was to leave for Pandora, he was drinking. Yes, Jake drinks a lot, and you know that.

But his twin brother just passed, for the paper he had in his pocket. Sadly, you came back home 15 minutes late.

So, when you tried to get Jake to bed, he was just complaining about you coming late.

Jake was grumbling something while you were trying to clean up the bottles that were laying around.

He complained about the military, about his parents, the people and his twin.

"And you, Y/n"

You stood in place, watching your father point at you, bottle of alcohol in hand. "You killed your mother . . . and now, you're killing me."

Those words hit you like nothing before.

Jake threw the bottle towards you, it missed, but you wish it did hit you and just killed you.

The next morning, you locked yourself in your room. You refused to open the door. No matter how many times' Jake apologized, no matter how hard he begged.

His words of promises to come back and make it up to you, were probably the only thing that made you feel some type of sympathy. And hey, if he did come back, the two of you might have had a decent father and daughter relationship.

You just had to wait for 6 years or so.

Then 6 years turned into 8. 8 years turned into a decade. Then you got word of what Jake had done.

Betrayed his own race, fell in love with a native and started a whole new family. And on top of that! he got legs! isn't that lovely, good for him. And all Jake had to do was leave his pathetic, no-good daughter on a rotting planet to get the life of his dreams.

The amount of anger you felt could not be explained. Wanting to take revenge, wanting your old man to feel unexplainable pain you had been suffering. You applied for a spot in the RDA. Specifically, in the Daja blue group.

It took a lot of training and strings pulled for you to get in that program. But you got in, and once you showed your skills, you were immediately welcomed in.

"Ms. Sully-"

You held back the urge to give the operator a look, not liking being called but his name. But his name is a part of your plan. You want people to know that you're his, that you came from the same Jake Sully.

"Your Avitar is ready."

You hummed and followed the woman. You two passed many other avatars. Then finally came to a stop at one that oddly looked like you. You stared down at the young body.

You were currently in your mid 20's, but avatars are made to be way younger than you currently were. This one looks about 18 or 19. You didn't mind. As long as the body was capable of handling her plan for Jake.

You must say, Pandora was more beautiful than you expected. Such beauty shouldn't have been wasted on Jake. You honestly didn't care for Quaritche's reasons or his mission in general, all you wanted was to install fear and dread into Jake.

Thankfully, Quaritche seemed to not mind what your little mission was. The only thing you two had in common, was to put Jake down. Break him in unimaginable ways.

"Your one of his" Quaritche mumbled. But you heard what he said. Your ears perked as you slowly made your way to the small Na'vi boy. Now seeing by his fingers and looking closely at his face, he held a close resemblance to Jake, that caused you to stare rather hard.

You kneeled down and looked your half-brother in the eyes. You then heard a voice, a voice that you could never forget. You grabbed the innercom that was still connected to the boy's neck and tossed it to Quaritche. As the older man spoke to Jake, you grabbed your half-brothers face, examining it.

The boy growls and roughly moved his face out of your hand.

"Let us go you demons!" The boy hissed in his native tongue. You scoffed in amusement and took hold of his hand, roughly putting it in front of his face, then put your hand against his. Matching all five fingers.

"We are more similar than you think boy." Your words shocked the boy. Leaving him silent and confused.

You turned to go back to your original position, giving a glance to Jake's daughters. You glared at the smallest one.

When Jake brought the fight to them. Quaritche let you have a little time alone with Jake.

Your tail swished from side to side before pouching on Jake. Your fighting style was sloppy, but in a way that was nearly always unpredictable. Almost like you were some kind of; savage.

Jake threw you off him, causing you to land on all fours against a nearby tree. You hissed as you stood up slowly, your tail flickering side to side, your eyes had never left him.

"So mean papa. That really hurt" You licked the blood from your lips as you gave the man a toothy grin.

Jake frowns, that voice, was for some reason familiar to him. His eyes squinted as the figure stepped closer into the moonlight. Once you were in the light, it took him a second, but even in Na'vi form. He recognizes his own daughter.

"Y/n . . . ?"

Jake dropped his weapons as he slowly approached you.

"Y/n, my baby! how-" His hands hovered over your skin, before you stepped away.

The two of you stared at each other, in compleate silence. Suddenly, the sound of a helecopter came. You sighed

"Oh well, guess our time is up." You say in a disappointing tone, you turned to walk off and get back to the group.

"Next time, I won't go easy on ya!" You say with a playful tone, but the noticeable sadistic look you had said otherwise.

Chaos unlashed itself upon the Sully family. The children of Jake demanding to know more about the Avitar woman who claimed to also be a Sully. That night, Jake and Neytiri had to explain that Jake had a daughter back on earth, and the moment he betrayed his own race, he lost privileges of trying to bring his daughter to Pandora or at least try and contact her.

Jake thought about you every day, every second. Every time he treated his sons like soldiers, he was reminded of you, and what he had said that fitful night.

Lo'ak laid awake that night. Your words spinning in his mind. That small talk of how his father truly was. How Jake treated her worse than he was with them now. Lo'ak can barely tolerate how their father is now, so just thinking about how strict or harsh he was with you. He understood you were probably hurt, but he thought of some way to make you see what Lo'ak saw when Jake spoke about you. How much love he had with each word for you, speaking about you like he would for any of his children.

When Jake first saw you again, it was like a dream come true, but now, he feels like he sees you everywhere. You're becoming a nightmare for him, all because of that first interaction you two had, if you knew of this, you would be laughing at how pathetic Jake was to easily be this way.

Even though Neytiri saw you as a traitor and a threat to her family, Jake still saw you as his little girl. His sweet baby girl that he left. The little girl he had the nerve to treat like a soldier. Guess this was Jake's harsh reminder that he was raising a daughter back then.

The Jake now can never imagine treating Kiri and Tuk the way he did with you, it hurts him.

You didn't want to hurt anyone but Jake. That doesn't mean you care for the life around you, no, if killing the ones Jake loved the most would drive Jake to the breaking point like you wished? you would have done that long ago.

You kneeled down to Lo'ak and made sure he was tied properly.

"Why are you doing this! aren't you, our sister??" Lo'ak was trying to reason with you. Trying to make you see what you were doing was wrong. You sighed and gave him a small smile while caressing his head.

"Oh, sweet little brother. You are too young to understand."

"I wan't daddy . . ." Tuk mumbled out a small whine. You shifted your eyes to her.

You stepped back and examined the two. "you two think our father is such a hero. A noble man who loves his family more than anything. But your wrong, the moment you slip up, he turns on you. . . . Did you know what he said to me before he left?"

Lo'ak and Tuk stayed silent as they kept their eyes on you.

"He said that all I had to do was wait for 6 years, then he'll be back, and make up for what he had done to me. Then 6 years turn into 8, then it turned into a decade. . . . It took 10 years for me to realize I didn't need him. And that he didn't want me." You never told your small sob story to anyone, and you surprisingly didn't feel that shitty about what your life had become.

"Your wrong."

Lo'aks words brought you back. You tilt your head a little.

"Oh?"

"Dad loves you! He told us what happened and he's sorry. He regrets everything and all he wants is you to be with him again! h-he loves you and always did." You hum in amusement

"He loves me . . . . How interesting."

Your plan just changed, and in the best way possible.

Jake didn't mean too. He didn't mean to shout at you that night, he didn't mean to leave you behind like he did, he didn't mean to turn you into what you had become now.

You coughed up blood, holding your stomach tight, where the stab wound was.

And most of all, he didn't mean for this to happen. Not to you . . . not by him of all people

"Y/n- I didn't . . . please come with me. Your hurt!" Jake pleaded. You stumbled back and hit the metal wall. You laughed as you slid down to the ground. You slowly looked up to Jake with teary eyes.

It really hurts. The burning pain was like nothing you felt before.

Jake rushed to your side and tried to lift you up. You stopped him and gripped his shoulder. "Hey, you love me . . . yeah?"

Jake didn't hesitate to answer "Yes! I love you. I love you so much." Jake held back a sob as he moved strands of hair away from your face. You sighed and slowly looked back up to him.

"Then, if you truly love me. You should take responsibility for this." Jake's ears slicked back.

"W-what?"

Your eyes were stone cold. Void of any emotion.

"Finish what you started--" You grabbed onto Jake's hand, the one he still had his blade in. Your blood stained with the sharp object.

"-- And if you truly loved me, you'd end it for me already."

Jake shook his head "no, I can still save you! you still have time-"

You cut Jake off "Look, Jake. My time is up. No use for pity now." You were rather done at this point. Just wanting it to be over with.

Jake took a long moment. But it happened. You held eye contact with your father as he stuck the blade in you once more, finishing you off. His salty tears mixing with the blood on your face.

Jake Sully lost his daughter that day. By killing her with his own hands.

So, in short, remember parents that children can be quite fragile in their early stages of life.

They can and will remember everything.

[h0efor2ho]

Playtime Pt. 2

Yunho X Reader X Mingi

Part one: Here

WC: 3.1K (Oops)

TW: Exhibition, Dirty Talk, Use of nic names ( Princess, Pretty, Love ) fingering, masterbation, blind folded, clit play,

It's been almost three weeks since, "the incident" That's what you'r calling it. Refusing to think of it as what it was, you getting turned on by your boyfriends best friends listing to you ride his dick over their weekly PC game night. You haven't seen Mingi or Wooyoung since then. In fact you haven't seen any of Yunho's friends, except Hongjoon, who if he knew, didn't lead on that he did. Yunho hasn't brought it up either, so neither have you. You guess the both of you are just going to pretend it never happened. You can't lie, the idea of that makes you a little sad. 

You are in the process of going through the motions of wrapping up the end of your day at work when you phone pings with a new text message. 

Yunho : There was a package delivered for you today. When you get home I want you to put it on. I want you in that and only that. Wait for me, I'll be there in 30 minutes.

You read the message three times. As you process the the words, trying to figure out what he meant by it he text you again.

Yunho: Hurry up princess, don't make me wait for you.

You quickly spring into action. Shoving the last remaining papers on your desk into a folder and in your drawer. It will take you about 15 minutes to get home from your office. Leaving you 15 minutes to do what Yunho has told you before he gets home as well. The whole subway ride home your stomach is in knots. 'What could he have planned' you think to yourself as you ride the elevator up to your floor. As you step out you see a box sitting in front of your apartment door. Reading the label you instantly know what kind of night its going to be.

Making your way into your apartment, closing the door behind you, you tear into the box that bears the signature logo of Bluebella. Your favorite lingerie store. Inside you find the most beautiful blue silk chemises, with matching eye mask. You're busy admiring the items when your phone pings again. Another incoming text from Yunho.

Yunho: You have 10 minutes till I'm home. I want you sitting on the bed waiting for me in that.

It's like a zap of lightning goes through you as you quickly run to your closet to change. Discarding your work clothes in a half hazard heap on the floor, you quickly slip on the silk garment, the eye mask resting on your forehead as you go and sit on the end of the bed. Your legs dangling off as you nervously wait from Yunho to get home. It's not long before you hear his keys sliding into the lock of the front door. You quickly slide the eye mask down fro your forehead and over your eyes, shrouding your vision in darkness as you try and listen to his soft footsteps coming down the hall. 

You don't realize you were holding your breath till you hear the soft click of the bedroom door closing. You can feel the moment he enters your personal space, your body so in tune to his. A second later his hand is cupping one check as he connects your lips. It's a gentle, quick kiss before he's pulling back. "You listen so well my love" he whispers to you, his breath fanning over your face.  His hand sliding from your cheek down to your neck where it gently rests for a moment before he pulls it back. "I think you deserve a reward for being such a good girl for me" he says softly. 

The words accompanied by the sounds of movement around the room. You hear the clink of his belt, the hard sounds of your bedroom furniture being moved, the ruffle of fabric before you feel the bed dip next to you. Its only a second before his mouth is next to your ear "I think your going to enjoy this, but if at any point you want to stop you know your safe word, okay" you quickly shake your head, muttering out a small yes before he is pressing his mouth to your again.

This time it's not gentle, it's needy and hurried and filled with longing. You kiss his back with just as much vigor before it's broken again. You focus on catching your breath as you feel the bed dipping and rising around you before on of Yunhos strong arms is entangling its self around your waist and pulling you till your back meets his hard chest. You can feel all this muscles from his chest down to your favorite one between his legs, that is now very hard and bushing into your lower back. His free hand sweeping the hair back from your neck before he leans down to pepper kisses across your skin. 

Moving from your shoulder to the side of your throat. "Always such a good girl for me" he says in-between kisses. His hands sliding up from where they were on your stomach to palm your breasts through the thin silk material. His hard hands easily engulfing your chest as he gently squeezes. A small sound escaping you as he does it, gently arching into his touch more. "Do you like that baby?" he asks in your ear. Before he had even finished his sentence you had your head nodding yes. Slowly his hands continue to travel up from your chest to your throat. Wrapping around and giving it a gentle but tight squeeze you let out your first audible sound to him. 

The small whine leaves your throat as his hands release your throat from his grasp and slid to your shoulders. "Oh I think you like that" he says with much amusement in his voice "We'll have to remember that" he says as he lays another kiss to the junction of your neck and shoulder. His hands sliding from the top of your shoulders and down your arms, it takes you a minute to realize that he caught the straps of your chamise and they were down going down with his hands. The silk sliding down over your pebbled nipples until they were exposed to the cold air of the room. "love these" he growls out from behind you as his hands once again cup your now exposed breasts. 

His long nimble fingers coming to pinch your nipples between them, tugging slightly. "Yu-Yunho" you pant out. Your body feels like a live wire is connected to it, buzzing where ever he touches. "Thats it princess" he coos as he continues to tug on your nipples. One of his hands comes down to the outside of your thigh, starting to trail up he pushes the fabric up your thighs and around your waist, making you completely exposed for him in-between his legs. It's not long before that same hand is now pressed to the inside of your thighs making a slow agonizing trail from your thighs up. 

The anticipation killing you, you need his touch. You know that once his hand connects with your core he will find you soaking wet. You gently tilt your hips up, trying to push into his incoming hand. As quickly as his hand was on your thigh it's now gone, but only for a second before you feel the sting of contact right in the middle of your legs. You yell out in pain as you realize Yunho just slapped your clit. Your legs quickly snapping shut "And here I was telling you how good your being" He says as he grabs each of your legs and hooks them over yours, making it impossible for you to close them now. "Don't be a needy little whore, be my good girl and take what I give you" he says as he returns his hand to your core.

He quickly slides his fingers between your slit, circling you tight hole one before pulling his hand away. What you cant see him do is hold his hand up and admire how wet his fingers are in front of your face "Your always so ready for me baby" he coos in your ear before you hear him moan followed by a pop sound. "Always taste so good too" he says after.

"Yunho please" you whine out again "Please what princes" he saw as he pulls your legs open wider "Please touch me" you beg him. You can feel the tears behind your eyes, the need to be touched becoming too much for you. "Of course baby" he says before sliding his hand back down between your body. You let out a moan at the contact, his hand releasing a bit of the ache you had. He quickly coats his fingers in your wetness before swiping them back up to rub small circles on your clit. 

You cant hold back your sounds anymore as he starts to build your body up. Swipe after swipe of his long fingers bringing your body higher and higher. His other hand coming down to spread you wide as he continues to work your clit "Look how ready" he breaths out "She's always so wet and ready" With his other hand he pushes in one of his long, delicate fingers into your wet hole. Your hips involuntary jerk as he hooks his finger in a come here motion, hitting the spot you love. You're trying your best to hold still in his arms as loud moans fill the room, your body coming to the edge. Just a few more swipes of Yunho's fingers and you know that band in your stomach is going to snap. 

"You do sound so pretty in person"

The blood in your vines freezes. The air you were sucking in caught in your windpipe now. It's like a bucket of ice water had been dumped on you.

Because the deep voice that just said that, the deep voice you know so well, came from in front of you and does not belong to your boyfriend.

"Mi...Mingi?" you stammer out. 

Yunho's hand comes away from you'r clit and before you know it your vision is flooding with light. They're in front of you, sitting back in the wingback chair that is usually in the corner of the room, eyes devouring you, is your boyfriends best friend, Mingi. He's leaning back with his legs wide. Dressed in slacks and a button down, the first button undone, tie loosened and sleeves pushed up his forearms, you figure he came home with Yunho. 

"Surprise princess" Yuhno whispers in your ear as he starts to work his finger in and out of you again. "Do you want to use your safe word" he asks you quietly. Your eyes lock with Mingi's, nothing pure fire and desire burning in them as he watches Yunho toy with your body. "No" you whisper. "Good girl" Mingi says in his deep voice, his eyes flicking down, tracking Yunho's hand travel back down your body till he finds your clit again. The first swipe of the pad of his finger sending your hips jerking again. "Very good girl" Mingi says again. 

A shudder racks through your body as the words slip past his lips. You feel Yunho slip his finger from your entrance, a whimper falling past your lips as you feel the emptiness. "Don't worry princess, I'm not going anywhere" He chuckles as you feel him push two fingers now back into you. The sound that comes from you is almost animalistic as he stretches you open. Your head falling back on to Yunho's shoulder as he works his fingers in and out of you "God she does sound so good" Mingi's gruff voice cuts through your haze.

Tilting your head back up, your met with the site of him palming the growing bulge in his pants.  You cant help yourself but to watch, your whole body heating up as you watch your boyfriends best friend, rub his cock while he watches you get fingered by said boyfriend. The whole situation was obscured, but you cant help the way your walls involuntary start to clench watching him palm himself. The action didn't go un noticed. "Why don't you tell him to take it out baby" Yunho says between kisses on your neck "Tell him you want to see him" 

You're convinced these men are trying to kill you, because that's exactly what is going to happen if you ask Mingi to see his cock. But you can't help but keep watching him, growing slightly bigger with each pass of his hand over the crotch of his pants. "Mi- Mingi?" you tentatively say. "Mm yes pretty" he responds, never taking his eyes off your core where he is watching Yunho's fingers disappear and reappear inside your wet hole. "Can.. can I see it?" you ask in a small quite voice. "What was that" he says. "Can I see it? Can you take your cock out for me, want to see it"

A string of expletives leaves Mingi's mouth as he throws his head back and groans. "Sure thing pretty" he finally says after a long pause.  He holds eye contact with you as his hands get to work undoing his belt and flicking open the button. He drags the zipper down before hooking his thumbs in the waist of his pants. Slightly lifting his hips he slowly drags his pants down till the waist is at the top of his thighs. Slowly he reaches down and pulls his length free and the breath you were inhaling gets lodged in your throat.  You knew he was going to be big with his hight and how big his hands were, but you were not prepared for what you were looking at. He was just an inch or so shorter in length than Yunho, which was still very long, but he was noticeably thicker. 

You watched as his hand wrapped around the base of his cock and slightly squeezed. The action followed by a groan leaving him from deep in his chest. "Oh I think she likes what she see's" Yunho chuckles "She's tightening around my fingers" You didn't even realize you were doing it. "Do you pretty? You like watching me play with my cock for you?" He groans out, the sound of his deep voice going right to your core that Yunho is currently pumping his long fingers in and out of. You shake your head yes, while eyeing his hand that is how starting to gently slide up his long shaft. "Use your words, want to hear that pretty voice of yours" 

"Yess" you hiss out as Yunho pumps his fingers a little rougher into you. You notice Mingi watching your boyfriends hand, as his picks up the pace to match it. You can't hold back the sounds anymore as you watch him jerk off for you, working his hand up and down as Yunho's fingers go in and out. The sounds of your moaning mixing with Mingi's little grunts and Yunho's fingers pushing into your wet hole. It's pushing you closer and closer to the edge. "Fuck" mingi grunts as his hips jerk up into his hand. "Always knew you would look so good naked" He pants. "Used to tell Yu how lucky he was to have someone like you" 

"He does" Yunho coo's into your ear "He always tells me how good you look and how lucky I am to be with you" He peppers kisses along the side of your face "Knew he would just love to see it first hand. Are you going to show him princess. Are you going to come apart on my fingers while Mingi fucks his hand wishing it was your pretty cunt" His hands curling again and hitting that spot you love so much as he picks up the pace. "Oh fuck Yuyu! Not gonna last long" you cry as your hips start to jerk to meet his thrusting fingers. His other hand rubbing tight circles on your slick clit. 

"You going to cum for me pretty? Cause I'm going to cum for you" Mingi says, his hips lifting up with each thrust into his tightened hand. "Fuck yes Min" you cry out "So close" you whine the band in your lower stomach becoming tighter and tighter. You know what's going to happen before you do it. You feel your body tightening as Yunho curls his fingers again hitting your gspot. Your walls fluttering before calmping down on his fingers in a vice grip. Release flooding from your hole. Because Yunho's fingers were still pumping in and out of you, when your body lets go and you squirt it goes everywhere. All over your bed, all over the floor since you're at the edge of the bed and more importantly all over Mingi's lap as he's sitting in front of the bed.

"Oh FUCK" he crys out as your juice splash all over his lap, his hand and his cock he's working. It takes him 0.3 seconds before he is summing on his hand right behind you. The view of your cunt squirting yore release all over sending him over the edge. His hand is covered in his cum as he give his big cock a few more tugs. You look on panting as he brings his hand up between the two of you. "Open up pretty" he smirks. "Go ahead love" Yunho says from behind you, his fingers now lazily sliding in and out of your hole. You do as you're told and open your mouth, just as Mingi shoves his middle and pointer finger onto your mouth. He wipes the cum from his fingers on your tongue before pulling them back. 

You quickly close your mouth and swallow his release. "Such a pretty good girl" he coos at you. "Yes she's always such a good girl" Yunho says as his hands wrap around your waist, pulling you back onto his chest, legs still hooked over his thighs keeping you on display. "You did so good for us baby" Yunho says as he brushes your hair from your face. "But I know how you can be even better" his eyes shifting from yours over to his best friend "Why don't you be the best girl and let Mingi have a taste of the mess he made"

.... to be continued ...

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[the-froschamethyst4]

His Off Days

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Boyfriend! Barrage Headcanons

SFW & NSFW

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SFW

Being off was a rarity for Barrage, man was only eat, sleep, work and repeat, no sort of days off

Not till he met you

His life now has a 360, and it wasn’t always going to work barely seeing home now it’s

“When can I leave so I can go home to my girl?”

“Can I leave early?”

“Can I have these days off?”

His work knows about him and his girl and now that all he can do is talk about her, his life was boring without her, he hardly talked to people and now it’s

“Well, my girl and I do this every Saturday.”

“We go play pool at the bar every Thursday, that’s why I don’t work nights anymore.”

Why would I go out when I go out with my girl?”

My girl, my girl, my girl

When Barrage does get days off they were only to spend time with you, you were his life now and someone he needs to protect 24/7

On his off days it will be filled with fun things like hiking, picnics at the park, swimming, pool, other games, he wasn’t going to waste those off days being lazy at home, he wanted to spend so much time with Y/n as much as he could

His off days were usually only for 2 days, you can understand why he wants to do so much before he leaves

He spent one off day with you talking about moving, moving from a small one bedroom apartment to a big house, why a big house? He doesn’t even know he just wants a big house

Even talked about how he wants so much land that he wants to hunt off of

House in the middle of rule Oklahoma, a big house sitting in the middle of 15 acre land, trees surrounding the house, he could already see himself sitting in a deer stand hunting all day long

“Don’t you think it’s a bit early to be talking about moving to a big house together?”

“No way, I’ve planned out so much.”

“Just for one house?!”

“Yeah, if we’re gonna be married one day, I want the house to be perfect, I’ve already been looking at places to build the house in Oklahoma with a shit ton of land.”

“But we do t even know if marriage will even happen?”

“You saying we’re just gonna be together for a certain period of time?”

“What! No, I’m just saying are we even up to be discussing this right now?”

“Of course. We’re responsible enough for it.”

Barrage was all the time talking about moving and how he’s so keen on doing it one day

“Why Oklahoma?”

“Peaceful.”

“Tennessee is peaceful, some parts of Kentucky are peaceful.”

“I’ll look into Tennessee.”

NSFW

Can’t convince me that when he comes home from deployment his first thing to do is just fuck 24/7

Like seeing you in his shirts along with his compression shirts

He bought compression for you to wear when you two go to the gym, well he will, you’re his support buddy

The man is a perv

Up skirt photos, yes, he has a folder full of up skirt photos, yes, he does use them. For what he’s not telling you

Did you find the folder, yes, there are SO many, the man is sneaky

Couldn’t convince me that he probably keeps a pair of your panties in his pockets

Don’t get me started on stockings, the man loves them especially seeing the fat of your thighs spill out of them

Barrage also seems like the type of man to keep a condom in his wallet at all times for “just in case purposes”

“Could you be any less conspicuous?” Y/n says, holding up his wallet and seeing something round in the pocket, she knew what it was

“Hey, I’m a very prepared man,” he says. “And I’m a professional.”

“Professional at what?”

“Fucking.”

When he’s lonely in his barracks of course he keeps lotion next to his nightstand

The man is a connoisseur in Victoria Secret panties and bra sections

“Umm~ pink or red?” She holds up two lace bras at Barrage.

“I mean, pinks too cute and red makes you mature.”

“So do you want me to look cute in bed or mature?”

“Both honestly.”

“Only one.”

“Pink.” He says.

“Good, now to find my size.” She says, turning her back to him.

“You’re 34b.”

“I don’t know, my bras are getting tight and…how’d you know my bra size?” She drops the bras in her hands and slowly turn to Barrage.

“I squeeze your boobs enough to just know.”

“Don’t say that out loud!” She sighs. “I might have to go up, a size.”

“I mean…they seem the same. Can I get a good squeeze to know?”

Y/n covers her chest and smacks her boyfriend’s hands away. “No!”

“Fine then.” He turns his back and Y/n groped herself to know how he knows.

Trying on new sets Barrage insisted he’d come in and see for himself but Y/n wants him to have his hands to himself and left his outside the fitting room.

“It’s too tight around my chest.”

“Let me see.” He walks to the door and waited for her to open the door, he goes in, her back to him as she looks at herself in the mirror

“It’s tight.”

“Seems fine to me.” He says, looking in the mirror. He turns her around. “I mean…nah, it doesn’t seem that tight unless that’s the design.”

“Well if it is then I don’t want it, I’ll try another one on,” she turns to Barrage and shoos him out of the dressing room

Barrage is touchy, has to be touching even though his love language is not psychical touch it’s acts of service, but he’s just so touchy with you

And when I mean acts of service I mean it. It can start off tame with breakfast in bed to worshipping the ground you walk on, giving you things you ask for

You want a diamond necklace he’ll get as long as he can fuck you with it hanging from your neck

You wants someone gone? Give him a few minutes and he’ll come back with blood on his hands

The man can be crazy if he wants to but within reason

He’s an ass man, loves smacking your ass just to watch it bounce, moving your cheeks around like they are his personal stress toy, and then using your ass as his personal pillow

He likes boobs sure but ass is his favorite thing

I imagine his dick to be a bit curved but it’s not a noticeable thing, but you both know it and it still feels good

[in1-nutshell]

I know your on a break from requests but I don’t want to forget this one, so I’m just gonna leave it here till your back to taking requests ☺️

The butts and cons reacting to An adult buddy who is an archeologist and actively studies and learns the cybertronian language and history. A buddy who is in charge of a team that travels around the world too study history. And she has studied the cybertronian language so much that she can read and write it, she can sort of speak it aswell.

I can’t stop thinking about this, especially because I love the idea of a certain archivist (Optimus) and archeologist/historian buddy having little knowledge sharing conversations…..possibly romance 😏

But you do you boo

Tried going for a pre romantic vibe for this one. Optimus deserves a friend to just be himself around. Introvert to introvert levels of friendship. Lets see how Buddy navigates their friendship with Prime.

Hope you enjoy!

Human Buddy the archivist and who studies Cybertronian culture with Optimus Prime

SFW, slight romantic, platonic, Human reader

Buddy was an archivist that worked alongside Agent Fowler. They met while they worked as a former spy for the government that retired that life to pursue their passion.

They met the bots with him.

“Autobots. I’d like you to meet a friend of mine that will be working with you. This is former agent Buddy.”--Fowler

“Why bring us a former agent, Agent fowler?”--Ratchet

“Because ratchet, they are in charge of learning about your culture and in charge of helping you all learn about Earth’s culture.”--Fowler

“…Are they okay?”—Bulkhead

Buddy staring intently at Optimus’s frame.

“What do you—Buddy, Buddy no—”--Fowler

Buddy locking eyes with Optimus.

Optimus locking optics on Buddy.

Both-- Introvert radar on: Potential Friend spotted.

“Well good luck with that. See you all in 5.”--Fowler

“Wait what do you mean? Agent? Agent!”--Ratchet

It was Budy’s job to get to know the giant aliens more. They would be lying if they said they didn’t enjoy learning about the bots culture. They had gotten to know the members of the misfit team through the years. Sure, it did lead to some misadventures along the way, especially when the kids came along…

“Beeep? (Buddy, can I ask you a question?)”—Bumblebee

“Sure Bee! What’s your question?”—Buddy

“Beeep bep bop? (What does ‘babygirl’ mean? I heard Miko saying that to Jack.)--Bumblebee

“… Where’s Miko?”—Buddy

Despite this, they especially hit it off with Optimus.

Buddy seemed to have awaken Orion Pax from time to time with their thirst for knowledge.

Prime and Buddy by the screens looking at Iacon records.

“By the Primes…”--Ratchet

“What is it?”--Arcee

“I think I know why Agent Fowler said, ‘good luck’.”--Ratchet

“Why? They seem to be fine? What harm is that?”—Arcee

“Do you think it’s in section 3ab part 4 sub article 15?”—Buddy

“No, maybe in section 3.4 ab part 5 sub article 16?”—Optimus

“Oh, true maybe its—“--Buddy

“There’s two of them now.”--Ratchet

The Prime is more than happy to share his planet’s culture alongside the rest of the team. But those moments are usually reserved for the two of them.

It was their thing.

Soon enough the kids and June came into the picture.

Buddy wasn’t going to lie and say it was easy to explain their job to them. But the sight on their faces when they would go in depth about a certain topic was priceless. It was always nice to have someone interested in this line of work.

“You know you can ask Bulkhead about this stuff, right?”--Buddy

“That’s right you can ask me about stuff.”--Bulkhead

“Yeah but some of the stuff you weren’t there and Buddy is pretty much a walking wiki page on Cybertronian history.”--Miko

“I’m not sure whether to take that as a compliment or not? But thank?”--Buddy

“If you want history why don’t you ask Ratchet or Prime?”--Bulkhead

“I want a quick story not a university lecture.”--Miko

Now, did all this knowledge make them a bit bias about the war.

Yes, yes it did.

But Buddy wasn’t blind in the way stories go.

They secretly want the Cons input on the war and their beliefs. They have lost count of the number of times they have stood up for the bots against other humans.

The worst one came from June after she tried to take the kids away from the base and blaming the bots for letting them get hurt on their watch.

“June stop that right now!”--Buddy

“Why! They let the kids get hurt on their watch!”--June

“I understand your concern but let them off the hook a little okay!? They don’t have optics in the back of their helms you know!”--Buddy

“They still—”--June

“We are at war June! Whether you want to open your eyes to it or not! People are going to get hurt. No one can promise a safe return… no one can. So, for the love of Primus, June, shut it.”--Buddy

Optimus never saw the fury in Buddy’s eyes than in that moment. Nonetheless he is a bit grateful for them standing up while he tries to take that blame. The team does let Buddy know they appreciate them.

Buddy did get kidnapped one day by Megatron himself.

By the time the planned hostage negotiations were going to happen, Megatron had gotten a hit of nostalgia. It came in the form of his tiny hostage.

“So, you’re Megatron?”--Buddy

“Yes, I am. Now—”--Megatron

“Oh finally! You have no idea how long I’ve actually wanted to meet you.”--Buddy

“…What—”--Megatron

“I have so many questions to ask you and your cause.”--Buddy

“You want to know about the Decepticon cause?--Megatron

“Yes! I mean, I know pretty much what the autoboots have had to say, I want to know the war from your causes point of view. For example, how did it start? From what I heard, you wanted to bring a new change for your fellow Cybretronian were things were going to be better for everyone. And, not to embarrass you or anything, but I quoted some of your earlier works—”--Buddy

Megatron now looking at a smaller Orion Pax talking about his works.

“… Pax.”--Megatron

“I—what?”--Buddy

“You’re designation now is Pax.”--Megatron

“Oh I guess—”--Buddy

“Come with me Pax, I have plenty of Decepticon data pads that you can look over.”--Megatron

“Okay!”--Buddy

Megatron couldn’t bring himself to destroy the fleshy. They were an organic replica of how Orion Pax was before the war. Dare he say it, but he missed the smaller bot he once knew and grew to call brother. He can’t do it.

“Lord Megatron, may I be so bold—”--Starscream

“You may not.”--Megatron

“—as to ask you why the organic is doing with that data pad?”--Starscream

“They wanted to learn more about our cause, isn’t that right Pax?”--Megatron

“I finished with this one, may I have another one?”--Buddy

“Of course, Soundwave.”--Megatron

Soundwave passes another data pad to ‘Pax’.

“Thank you!”--Buddy

“…Did you name the organic Pax?”—Starscream

“Is that a problem Starscream?”—Megatron

“Of course not—“—Starscream

“Then silence. Come now Pax.”--Megatron

“All right then. Bye Soundwave! By Starscream!”—Buddy

“…What in the Pits…”—Starsceam

Megatron didn’t want to seem like a weakling to his army, so he decided to do the hostage video but as soon as he got what he came for, to split with Pax.

Optimus was furious to hear about Megatron’s negotiations and that he had Buddy. Everyone was angry and ready to get Buddy back. Prime is considering the possibility of cutting off more than Megatron’s arm this time around.

Everyone goes to the location where Megatron said the negotiations would be held.

Its to everyone surprise to see Buddy come out of the ground bridge with a little bit of scratches here and there.

“Buddy!”--Everyone

“Hey! How’s everyone?”--Buddy

“How did you escape?”--Ratchet

“Oh, I didn’t.”--Buddy

“You did not?”--Optimus

“No, actually I managed to strike a deal with ol’ Megs. I get to go back to you on the condition that I return to the Nemesis every month or so. And before you say anything, no details from either side.”--Buddy

“Well, we’re just happy your back.”--Bulkhead

Later…

“Hey Optimus.”--Buddy

“Yes?”--Optimus

“I didn’t know that Megatron had a soft spot for nerdy archivists.”--Buddy

“… Apparently he does.”--Optimus

“What are you guys talking about?”--Miko

“Lecture work.”--Buddy

[piratefishmama]

Fake it ‘Till you make it | Part 15

If asked to describe how warm the Harrington house made him feel, Eddie would probably describe it as dipping his backside in an ice bath, balls, and all.

The Harrington Chalet… was like being wrapped up in a warm blanket on the comfiest of sofas, in front of a cosy fire, with a mug of just right hot cocoa placed in your hands, snuggled up against a broad chest, the kind of warmth that only comes from true comfort, a warmth that only comes from belonging.

It was all natural colours, warm browns lit by warm white lamplight. Where the Harrington house had white walls and dark tiled floors without a speck of dust to be seen, the chalet had natural wooden walls, and beautiful dark oak wood flooring, thick wooden beams running across the ceiling.

The only modern thing about it being the floor to ceiling windows that took up the far wall of the living room, which looked out towards the lake not far away. Every material used to build it aside from the glass windows, looked like it was sourced directly from its surroundings, like whatever they’d felled to make room for the chalet, was put into building it.

Eddie wanted to stay there.

He’d only set one foot into the main living room after lugging those bags from the car, bags now at his feet, guitar propped up against the wall, he’d only stopped a moment to take it all in, and decided there and then that this… this was where he wanted to be. It couldn’t be further from the place he’d grown up, yet he longed for it all the same.

And then he felt hands, flattened, sliding around his waist from his hip upwards beneath his shirt to settle atop his stomach, another around the other side, higher from his chest upwards across collar bone and lingering there, a hot breath on the other side of his neck, the warm, broad expanse of Steve Harrington’s chest against his back and his lips just lightly brushed against the side of his neck. If Steve wasn’t currently holding him up he might actually have crumpled.

How did people exist around Steve Harrington and not just spontaneously combust?

He felt aflame, Steve wrapped around him, holding him steady, thrown directly into the deep end even though he’d had hours upon hours to prepare himself for it, how did someone prepare to suddenly be at the very centre of Steve Harrington’s attention at the top of his game? Especially when that someone had never really experienced any game directed at them.

“Keep it in your pants Steven we haven’t even unpacked.” And there went all that tension, built with actions alone, gone with an exasperated comment from Steve’s mother as she shoved one of the heavier of her bags forwards with her foot.

“I cannot be held responsible for my actions when my boyfriend looks this beautiful.” Oh. He was expecting something juvenile, not something that was going to make his heart do a funny little flip flop. He’d never been called beautiful before.

He’d heard a few similar things in bars, but those things were always backed by lewd intent, genuinely having heard ‘you got a pretty mouth, boy’ on one such excursion. Never beautiful. Never something that gave him butterflies. Made him feel special.

“Yes, he’s very pretty, now let him go and go help your father with his bags. Eddie would you be a dear and help me with mine? This one is a little heavy.” He didn’t want Steve to let go, honestly he felt like his legs might actually give out if Steve let go so in the interest of his own balance, he just latched himself onto Steve’s arms to prevent him from letting go.

“Uhhhh… can we just, leave them in here for a bit while we uh… pick rooms? Because uhm… I don’t have a good excuse.” Steve snorted a laugh so close to his ear it actually made him laugh a little himself, he even got a nice little squeeze from Steve’s arms which felt lovely. “But I’d just really like if Steve didn’t move.”

Lynda just looked at them both with that knowing smile of hers, a single perfectly arched eyebrow raised in sly amusement. “Very well, the heavy ones stay here. Steven remember we will want to use the hot tub so do not pick that room.” And she was off after her husband, leaving the two heavier of her bags in the entryway to be moved later.

Eddie turned his head to look at Steve with a small curious frown in silent question “There’s a room on the first floor, it’s technically the guest master bedroom, it has a patio door that leads to the hot tub on the wrap around. Like directly to it, if we pick that room there’s a strong chance of us witnessing terrible horrible things. Nobody ever picks that room.” It was great if you were alone in the house, or if it was just you and a special someone, then you could pick it, but… other company would ultimately either see your business, or you’d see theirs.

Not a fun time.

“Sounds like you’ve had a terrible experience.”

“I repeat, terrible, horrible things. C’mon Bambi, let’s get settled in.”

“Where’d that come from?” He asked, just before Steve could let go, sure Steve’s arms relaxed a little in their grip, allowing Eddie to move a little, test his balance to find it was actually fine, that his legs hadn’t mysteriously transmuted into jello, he didn’t pull away through, instead he turned in Steve’s arms, just to look at him “The Bambi thing, where’d that come from?” It was the third time Steve had called him that, the first on the plane, second in the car… and now—

“Your eyes, man… those big beautiful brown eyes of yours, you’ve got eyes like Bambi. Has no-one ever… called you that before?” Steve stepped backwards, he removed his arms, instead placing his hands on Eddie’s arms, just holding him, looking at him, seeing him.

“Uh…no no, most I get is freak, fag, or… that I have a nice mouth?” Eddie didn’t expect the pained expression on his faux boyfriends face, no matter how brief it was. “It’s okay, like… you expect the insults I guess… we live in a small-minded shithole, and I never deny the rumours so it’s not like it’s not expected. And the places where it’s okay for us to be, well… they kind of expect a certain level of experience or they expect you to want them too when you go there an well…” Eddie didn’t have that experience.

An he didn’t feel very comfortable leaving it up to a total stranger to guide him through gaining experience. Especially with how dangerous that was right now.

Besides the danger though, what if it sucked? He didn’t want it to suck, why did that have to be the be all and end all of first queer sexual experiences? Why couldn’t it be good? Why couldn’t he have his toes sufficiently curled?

“I wish I knew what to say to make it okay...” Robin would know what to say. Steve had barely dipped his toes into what he enjoyed, into who he was beneath the performative nonsense of his past.

Steve was just… Steve, and Steve rarely really knew what to say.

“Don’t worry about it big boy, you calling me beautiful just made my year, I will treasure it always, it will feed my ego for years to come so you don’t have to say anything else. Now let’s go pick a room” Just to make sure Steve knew it was okay, Eddie leaned forward and planted a kiss atop those two cute moles on Steve’s cheek, grabbed his guitar case, then offered his other hand. “Wanna show me around?”

“Yeah…” Steve breathed, an almost dopey smile on his face as he took Eddie’s hand “yeah okay, let’s do that, rooms are this way, but first, uhm... Bambi's okay right?”

"Yeah, Stevie... Bambi's okay."

Part 17

[shiorimakibawrites]

Shiori's Tuna-Tober 2024 Masterlist

Starring:

Matt Murdock (Daredevil) Frank Castle (The Punisher) Michael "Mikey" Kinsella (Kin) Peter Parker (Spider-Man) Bucky Barnes (Winter Soldier) Sam Winchester (Supernatural)

It's show time!

Day 1

Why? [Frank Castle] [angst] [1: Falling Asleep in the Hospital]

Sleepover [Matt Murdock] [fluff] [18: Pillow Fort]

Day 2

For Better and For Worse [Matt Murdock] [angst, hurt/comfort] [2: “Why? Why do you love me?” + 10: “I'm not good enough.”] [Mrs. Murdock series]

Forget-Me-Nots [Frank Castle] [fluff, hurt/comfort] [2: Flower Crowns]

Day 3

Broken [Sam Winchester] [angst, hurt/comfort] [3: Broken + 5: Self-Loathing + 18: Scars]

Sleeping Beauty [Matt Murdock] [smut] [1: Somnophilia]

Day 4

Dusty Rose [Matt Murdock] [fluff] [4: “Are you blushing?” + 6: Love Bites]

Compromise [Michael Kinsella] [smut] [4: Sixty-Nine]

Day 5

Sunlight [Michael Kinsella] [fluff] [5: Water Gun Fight + 17: Tickling]

On the Brink [Frank Castle] [smut] [5: Begging + 8: Overstimulation]

Day 6

Ghosts [Frank Castle] [hurt/comfort] [6: “Shh, I've got you now. I'm here.” + 7: Nightmare +8: Shaking]

Kneel [Matt Murdock] [smut] [9: “Open your mouth.” + 27: “Let me see what that pretty mouth can do.”]

Day 7

Distant [Frank Castle] [hurt/comfort, fluff] [7: Honest Apology + Alt: “I’m in love with you, and that scares me.”] [Companion to Why, You Are to Me, and Proof of Life]

Sundress [Michael Kinsella] [smut] [7: Nothing Underneath]

Day 8

Winter [Peter Parker] [fluff] [8: “You can sleep here tonight.” + 12: “You remembered?”]

On Display [Frank Castle] [smut] [5: Mutual Masturbation + 17: “Touch yourself for me.”]

Day 9

Can't Sleep [Matt Murdock] [hurt/comfort] [9: Anxiety + Alt: Insomnia] *

Goals [Michael Kinsella] [smut] [12: Deep-Throating]

Day 10

Best Hugs [Michael Kinsella] [fluff] [10: A Hug That Lasts A Little Too Long + 21: Flustered]

Pretty Woman [Frank Castle] [smut] [Alt: High Heels + 31: Stockings/Thigh Highs]

Day 11

Till Death Do Us Part [Matt Murdock] [hurt/comfort] [11: Tears + 11: “I’d be lost without you.”] [Mrs. Murdock series]

Proof of Life [Frank Castle] [smut] [6: “Spread your legs for me.”] [Companion to Why?, You Are To Me, and Distant]

Day 12

Fractured [Matt Murdock] [angst, hurt/comfort] [12: “I did it for you.” + 29: “Talk to me, please.”]

Close Quarters [Peter Parker] [smut] [14: Accidental Stimulation + Alt: Scent Marking]

Day 13

Nobody [Peter Parker] [angst, hurt/comfort] [13: Loneliness + 3: “I feel real when I'm with you.”]

Jealousy [Frank Castle] [fluff] [13: Playful Kiss + 15: “Are you jealous?”]

Day 14

Inheritance [Matt Murdock] [angst, hurt/comfort] [14: “Please look at me”]

Simple Pleasures [Michael Kinsella] [fluff] [19: Touch starved + 1: Reading to each other]

Day 15

Dislocation [Matt Murdock] [hurt/comfort] [15: Hiding An Injury + 20: “Who did this to you?”]

Curiosity [Michael Kinsella] [smut] [23: Toys + 13: "Beg me for it."]

Day 16

Sick and Tired [Matt Murdock] [hurt/comfort] [16: Exhaustion + 28: Chronic Pain]

Panorama [Frank Castle] [smut] [16: Against A Window]

Day 17

For Richer and For Poorer [Matt Murdock] [hurt/comfort] [17: “I'm not leaving you.”] [Mrs. Murdock series]

Hot Cross Buns [Michael Kinsella] [smut] [Alt: Ass Worship]

Day 18

Cardboard Boxes [Frank Castle] [hurt/comfort] [Alt: Moving In Together]

Acts of Service [Michael Kinsella] [smut] [18: “I’m so proud of ya, yer’re takin’ me so well.”]

Day 19

Confessions [Matt Murdock] [fluff] [14: Sleep Talking]

Lacing the Boil [Michael Kinsella] [angst, hurt/comfort] [30: Healing]

Day 20

The Visitor [Michael Kinsella - angst, hurt/comfort] [Alt: “You’re not alone.” + “I’ll always be there for you.”]

To Have and To Hold [Matt Murdock] [smut] [20: “You were made for me, weren’t you?”] [Mrs. Murdock series]

Day 21

Countdown [Matt Murdock] [angst, hurt/comfort] [Alt: Bound/Chained + Alt: “Take me instead.”]

Office Hours [Matt Murdock] [smut] [26: Under The Desk + 28: Hair Pulling + Alt: Almost Getting Caught]

Day 22

Moral Injury [Bucky Barnes] [angst, hurt/comfort] [22: “You haven't done anything wrong.” + 4: “This isn’t you.”]

Hairbrush [Matt Murdock] [fluff] [25: Playing With Their Hair]

Day 23

Shadow [Michael Kinsella] [fluff] [Alt: Adopting A Pet]

Self-Care [Frank Castle] [smut] [23: “If you won’t take care of yourself, I will.” + 22: “Was that an order?”]

Day 24

In Vino Veritas [Michael Kinsella] [fluff, hurt/comfort] [24: Drugged + 24: Drunken Confession + 29: Forehead Kiss]

Paper Thin [Sam Winchester] [smut] [24: “Shh, do you want them to hear us?”]

Day 25

Older [Matt Murdock] [angst] [25: “What's Wrong?” +  23: Father] *

Leave Me Breathless [Bucky Barnes] [fluff] [22: Breathless Kiss]

Day 26

I'm Grand [Michael Kinsella] [angst, hurt/comfort] [26: “You're not fine.”]

Eavesdropping [Frank Castle] [fluff] [26: “Shut up and kiss me.” + 27: Overheard Confession]

Day 27

You Are To Me [Frank Castle] [angst] [27: Near-Death Experience + 21: Fainting/Collapsing] [companion to Why?, Distant, and Proof of Life]*

Very Horny Rabbits [Matt Murdock] [smut] [22: Aphrodisiacs]

Day 28

Sharing An Umbrella [Michael Kinsella] [fluff] [28: Sharing an Umbrella + 16: Accidental Kiss] *

Sandwich [Frank Castle, Matt Murdock] [smut] [15: Threesome]

Day 29

Checkmate [Frank Castle] [fluff] [Alt: Playing A Game Together]

Turnabout [Matt Murdock] [smut] [29: Restraints + 11: Breast Worship]

Day 30

In Sickness and In Health [Matt Murdock] [hurt/comfort][9: “You don’t need to do that.” “I want to.”] [Mrs. Murdock]

The Beach House [Sam Winchester] [fluff] [30: Road Trip + 20: There Was Only One Bed + 31: Blanket Hog]

Day 31

Worthless [Matt Murdock] [angst, hurt/comfort] [31: “Why wasn't I enough?”]

Little Black Dress [Bucky Barnes] [smut] [30: “Take it off. Slowly.”]

*Previous work

[hutchersonsgurl]

How to be a Heartbreaker part 2

Paring female reader and Clapton Davis

Warning 18+ MDNI. Smut warning

Special thanks to wifey @taylormarieee

Summary you and your boyfriend Clapton have been fighting and the two of you just had sex in detention ⚠️ the teacher is on the way to the classroom ⚠️

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"Babe come on give me my underwear the teacher is coming "whispered yell

Clapton smirks at you with his signature smile

"I'm wearing a dress come on!" you beg

Clapton walks over to you and starts Spinning your panties in Your face "quit playing with me give it here" you say as he pulls them back

"Can you quit being an idiot for two seconds" you say in a huff

" Can you quit being a brat for two seconds?" he replies back teasingly

Boy who do you think you talking too!?" you shout

The two of you can hear the teacher getting closer

Clapton switches to a desk that's next to you

He sits down with a smug look looking pleased with himself you can see the mischievous look in brown eyes

Mr. Willams walks into the classroom he looks around and sees that your working on something and that Clapton is messing with his fingers

"We have 15 minutes left in detention, "Mr Willams says sitting at his desk

You roll your eyes and they land on Clapton who still has the biggest smirk on his face

You give him a death stare and he gives you one back

His brown eyes stared into your soul once more

"I hate you " you mouthed

Clapton smirks and says "I love you too baby girl"

You sat in your desk till it was time to go

"Okay you two are free to go" Mr Williams says

Clapton walks over to you offering you his hand you pick up your bookbag and just walk right past him

"Ooo feisty are we?" He says with amusement in his voice

"Whatever let's get out of here," you say

Clapton takes your hand and walks you to his car he smiles and opens the passenger side for you

"Look at you being a kiss-up baby," you say with a giggle

"Well you are my queen baby girl," he says kissing your cheek and bucking your seatbelt then shutting the door

He gets in on the driverside and starts driving to his house

as he drives he has his hand on your thigh you try really hard to not let him get to you because that's what he wants to happen

you squirm in your seat hoping that he doesn't notice

"You alright there babe?" he asked with his hand still on your thigh

you were about to say something when you noticed that you guys were at his house

"Sweet my mom isn't home wait there a sec babe," he says quickly as he runs out of the car and unlocks the front door

he runs back to the car and opens up your door and in a split of two seconds he picks you up with ease and he throws you over his shoulder

"Babe you know I still don't have underwear on" you yell

"yeah yeah" he says with a chuckle he closes the car door with his for and carries you inside the house

He puts you down for a second to close the door and locks it

"Now go get that fine ass upstairs in my room," he says as he slaps your ass hard

"yes sir," you say with a giggle and run upstairs to his room and sit on his bed

he walks in behind you and closes his door after that he comes up behind you and pulls up your dress over your head

"There's my girl," he says kissing both of your bare shoulders

"Daddy you are wearing too much clothes," you say with a pout you say turning around to face him

"Help me then mommas," he says with a purr in his voice you help him take off his clothes throwing them on his bedroom floor you pull down his boxers and throw them too

before you could even think he pushes you down on his bed getting on top of you he kisses the side of your neck leaving little love bites he gropes one of your boobs in his hand and he shoves his mouth on yours the two of you make out for a good few mins he lines himself with your entrance he shoves himself inside of you thrusting in and out of you hard and fast you both let out some grunts and moans your nails digging into his back he pounds your insides until you both cum eventually he pulls out and lays down next to you " we should fight more often" he says with a smirk

"yeah no "you say giving him one final kiss

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Part 2 is here!

This took so long to write 😩 #meandmybrokenwrist

Hope y'all like it

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[nanamissuit]

mm, idk if this makes sense but i was thinking of a Konig x fem reader where she’s been dealing with pretty bad anxiety lately, being overwhelmed with just life and like the loving boyfriend he is, he does everything he can to make her feel better, even if it’s just for a moment

I'm home - König

Pairing: König x fem!reader with anxiety MDNI

Warnings: none, anxiety attack

I laid in me and König’s shared bed. He has been gone for about 4 months now on deployment. I try not to think about the time he’s been gone and I try to think about when he’ll be home, all the fun things we’ll do and all the time we’ll share together.

But then I think even more.

“What if he doesn’t make it back home? What if this time he’s gone forever? What if I have to spend the rest of my life alone? Is he okay right now??”

I kept thinking and thinking curling myself up into a ball on top of our bed rocking myself back and forth being clouded by my own thoughts. Everything was so loud I couldn’t even hear the front door unlock and him calling my name.

“Schatz, ich bin zu Hause!” (Sweetheart I'm home!) He was yelling for my name looking around the room while he took off his big boots in the hallway putting them on the shoe rack. “Schatz? Are you in our room?” He started walking up the stairs opening the bedroom door. He saw me on our bed in the middle of an anxiety attack and he quickly came to my aid. Quickly snapping me out of my thoughts he knelt beside me caressing my cheek.

“Oh Maus..I’m right here you’re okay.” He comforted me as I looked him in the eyes. I quickly wrapped my arms around his neck putting my face into the crease of his neck. “You’re home..You’re okay.” I said in between tears. He quickly picked me up off the bed wrapping my legs around him. 

“I’m home and of course I’m okay…were you worried about me just now?” He asked me with genuine concern in his voice as he drew small circles in my back trying to soothe me. “Well…Yeah that and just life it’s been grueling.” I responded back to him wiping my tears into his shirt. He then sat on our bed and made sure I was comfortable laying on him as I now moved down more to lay my head on his chest. “Please Mein süßes Mädchen don’t stress I’m here now and I promise I wouldn’t leave this world without you by my side.” He kept comforting me as he toyed with my hair twirling it around his finger and stroking it behind my ear.

“You promise?” I looked up at him with half lidded eyes seemingly tired. “I promise hübsch, Till death do us part.” He then placed a small kiss to my forehead as I started to drift to sleep. I wish everyday could be like this, even if it only lasts 15 minutes.

I tried to make this as long as I could, I added a little spin on it. I hope you don’t mind haha <3.

[gloryhrs]

━━ ⟡ 𝓗𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝓞𝐅𝐅, uryu i.

ᥫ᭡ o. requested by — anon. ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

ᥫ᭡ i. male reader, comedy ( if you squint ) and fluff, uryu and r. are happily married and are living together (｡˃ ᵕ ˂ ), uryu tries to be upset at the r. ( he fails ), r. is “clueless” about the whole situation.

ᥫ᭡ ii. hello everyone, i’m ( seriously ) back this time and ready to get back into writing after being on a 6? month hiatus. i downloaded character ai and . . . (っ- ‸ - ς), yeah, it had a chokehold on me. but i’m glad to be back, now we’re so close to 300 followers and i’m so happy that you all have still been showing love and support to my work even when i was gone for all this time and keeping my account alive! (ෆ˙ᵕ˙ෆ)♡ now i plan on finishing up all my requests in my inbox, sorry for keeping those who requested something waiting all this time. (╥﹏╥)

Today wasn’t the best day for Uryu.

The 27 year old just blew over four hundred dollars for someone to come to his house and fix up his fan and his thermostat. Since someone couldn’t stop touching the damn things when he was sleep, which was you, his husband. And boy, was he pissed when he checked the hallway cameras and saw it was you that was constantly turning the fan on and off along with the thermostat. Damn, you couldn’t leave at least one of them alone?! Your excuse was that you were “sleepwalking” and it was the “weather demons” waking you up every two minutes of the night.

Uryu was a doctor, and he made plenty of money—but it wasn’t that part that ticked him off badly. It was the fact this wasn’t your first time doing this! Last year he went through the same situation because you kept sweating in your sleep one minute, and the next minute you would be freezing with your nose running. But Uryu knew you were sensitive to the weather, so he wasn’t upset with you about it.

But this time, as you would say, really rusted up his gears.

You were currently laying down on the couch with an apple juice and bag of chips in your hand as you watched the man fix the thermostat. As you watched him you couldn’t help but feel a pair of holes burning into your head, which was no other than your boyfriend. Maybe if I ignore him then he’ll stop looking you mentally spoke to yourself with a small form of sweat appearing on the side of your head. He couldn’t stare for long right?

10 minutes later, he was still glaring. And for someone who said he was no longer angry, he surely didn’t keep up to his word. This man had his arms crossed and was tapping his foot against the shiny wooden floors while staring you down.

“Are you still mad?”

“No, what made you say that?”

“. . . You’re literally burning holes into the side of my head, Uryu. I understand if you’re still upset, y’know.”

“I can never be mad at my beautiful husband. My gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous husband. The one I work for so he can get what he wants? The same one who not only broke the thermostat, but somehow the fan as well? No, I can never be upset at you.”

You couldn’t help but deadpan at the way he said all of this with a fake smile on his face. He was a terrible liar, his lying skills were so bad and noticeable till the point of his ears turning a dark shade of red every time he lies. Which was pretty cute, in your opinion—back in school, you would often teased him about that. And the fact he was in 15 and walking around with a middle part in his hair and his pants being jacked up to his belly button, as if he was a grown man in a child’s body.

You let out a sigh and placed your snacks down so you could make your way towards him. Once you were within his space, you immediately wrapped your arms around him—pulling him closer to your body with your head resting on his shoulder. Just like when he was a teenager, his body immediately became as stiff as a mannequin for a nearly thirty seconds. Until he realized, you were his husband, not his boyfriend anymore. His eyes completely softened and he wrapped his arms around you as well. Even though you weren’t looking at him, you could feel the warmth in those eyes behind those glasses.

“I’m so—”

“Don’t worry about it. I have the money for it.”

You smiled and chuckled when he said those words. This man couldn’t choose whether he wanted to be happy one minute then said the next, it was cute.

You could feel the sweat dripping from your forehead as you laid on the pillow. You hated being hot, but you didn’t want to break the thermostat or fan again and you didn’t want to make Uryu upset again, so you decided to just lay there . . . motionlessly. Your eyes sealed shut, you tried not to think about it but how the hell can you do that when you feel like your shirt is melting off your body?

As you felt yourself melting into the bed you suddenly felt a refreshing and cool breeze on your skin. Which made you relax into the bed and open your eyes almost instantly, trying to figure out where that sensation came from. When you looked up, you saw a fan in on your side of the bed, and your husband who was adjusting the settings on it as well. You couldn’t help but smile softly at the man who was focused on the fan that he didn’t even noticed you were awake.

“You’re doing that for me?” You spoke softly, your eyes holding nothing but love and admiration for the man in front of you. You felt at ease now, like you were given a cold drink of water on a hot summer day. Uryu turned his head to you with a soft smile on his lips as well before he grabbed a mini remote from the nightstand and laid it beside your pillow—you took a small glance at it and it was for the fan. It had speed settings, rotating mode, and an off button.

Instead of being upset with you all day, he decided to make your problem easier for the both of you. How considerate of him.

“Here, now we both don’t have to worry about you getting up every two minutes of the night.” You felt his lips against your forehead while you’ve already sunk deep in the bed. You could feel his presence even closer to you when you heard the bed creak and arms wrap around your waist, pulling you closer. Oh, how you loved your husband more than anything.

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[cococassey]

Ironically, after taking me out of years of kdrama slump, Lovely Runner is going to leave me with a worse slump sniff. This might even surpass any romance kdrama I've watched before as it's focused on the romance first and it didn't go off the rails on the 2nd half. Ryu Sun Jae, pls take responsibility, chuseyo.

Guys I'm still so not over it. As part of "Kidnap Sun Jae and Run" Addicts Anonymous, let me help you cope through this 10 step program:

1. Play OST nonstop

"I Think I Did" and "Sonaki" will definitely be 'memories embedded in my soul' for playing the OST nonstop from when I wake up until I sleep.

It's going to be a tragedy if Byeon Woo Seok doesn't sing any of these live on his upcoming fanmeets. Pls pls pls k-ent gods.

2. Rewatch from the start

Undoubtedly one of my comfort watches from now on. I knew it was going to be good when near end of ep 1, Younha's iconic "Umbrella" song started playing, Sun Jae was walking towards a crying Sol, held the blue umbrella to shield her while he's getting rained on. Aww. I'm so soft for these scenes. (Deja vu to Bogum's MDBC anyone?)

3. If time is limited, watch the last 10 mins of every ep where writer-nim always saves the fireworks till the end!

In ep 2, the OG "I Think I Did" started playing, where a smiling Sol held the yellow umbrella to Sun Jae, and he hopelessly fell for her, is now going down as one of the most iconic scenes in kdrama romance. I'm usually not a fan of instacrush. But their relationship naturally developed more when they got close, during that stretch of Sun Jae's swimming injury plot.

4. For masochists like me, rewatch all the times Sol rejects Sun Jae. Ugh it hurts, but it hurts so good. A lot of rejections, but these 2 scenes...

In ep 9, when college Sol drunkenly curses Sun Jae as "pabo" for always going back to her, when she just keeps on hurting him. But he can't help himself. Sniff.

In ep 12, the setup before that train scene, where Sol asks Sun Jae not to cry when she leaves him to go back to the future. Then cut to next day on the train when she tricks Sun Jae and leaves him alone on the train, and of course Sun Jae can't keep his promise and his tears fall. Simply drama magic.

5. Rewatch the kissing scenes!

Sadly, nothing quite matched that ep 8, very hooot kiss between the 2 now adult Sun Jae and Sol. Sol discovers Sun Jae still pines for her all these years, and Sol finally admitting to him about her true feelings, the pent up feelings for 15 years in that kiss...,whew (fans self)!

6. Rewatch all my fave scenes!

That cherry blossom proposal scene is one of the most beautifully shot ones I've ever seen, glad he axed the first one lol. And a picture of the future wedding scene though imaginary for now! It's our reward for suffering for 15 eps lol.

7. Read and like all LR related posts, bts, stills, fanart.

You know it's a hit when fanart is everywhere, and I can change to a new Sun Jae-Sol wallpaper everyday and bask on the gorgeousness of BWS .

By the way, that latest clip of the live watch with the cast and where BWS is crying in gratitude sniff. He knows his life is also changed forever by this drama. Deserving! I was always intrigued by BWS's looks before, and he really surprised me with his acting, he also has great comedic timing!

It's just rare nowadays that the drama has the whole package, I love the cast and their characters too.

8. Read and like all posts related to BWS and KHY, and the cast.

Kim Hye Yoon poured her heart out on this drama, she really carried it.

I didn't get to talk about the rest of the cast yet. At first, I was getting used to some of the 'over the top' comedy, but by that condom confusion scene, I was laughing too. I love that all of the cast is just going for it even if it's bonkers crazy. But my fave has to be adult celeb Sun Jae's assistant who has this hilarious deadpan face and delivery of lines, and always has that 'tsk tsk what a loser' look of scorn towards Sun Jae, when his boss is at his most embarassing lovesick self mwahah.

9. Recommend LR to every unsuspecting person, let's spread the addiction, and destroy their lives too lol!

10. If still not recovered, go back to step 1! Good luck!

[gingerale14]

2, 9, 10, 11, 13, 15, 16, skipping 17 because you probably have an uncountable list of answers to that one, 18, 21, 25, 28, 29, 33, 35, 37, 40, 41 (because you’re probably definitely playing some CD and I’d like to know which), 42, 43, 44, 46, 47, 48 (most important question here), 49 (maybe too serious compared to the rest but whatever. You don’t have to answer anything you don’t want to), and sure why not throw 50 in as well

alright this is gonna take a while

2. I've asked myself this question a lot. I think I'd like to live in a city, but not directly inside it, but not in the suburbs. That doesn't leave me many options, I know. I think it's more dependent on what stage of my life I'm in. I think I'd like to be in larger city for the earlier part of my life, but towards the end especially past 40, I'd like to move out somewhere less urban, and probably out west somewhere. My dream is to retire in Santa Fe, so that's probably where I'll end up. Though semi-rural Northeast isn't bad either, I love Lancaster, Pennsylvania.

9. Kinda hard, I don't really have one that comes to mind. I have a really nice pair of Aeropostale jeans that are super worn in and soft, they're a classic. My dad's old hiking pants that I've taken, we've searched for years for pants that as good as those and have never found any, it's a discontinued model too. My highschool letterman jacket is my favorite thing to wear around the house in the winter. My red crocs are a classic. Maybe certain pajama shirts. Merino wool hiking socks (the SmartWool ones).

10. I fucking love my name. It's extremely well balanced. It's exotic to white people, but it's common enough back in India that I can run into it in the wild, which is always fun. One vowel in my name is an "e" instead of the conventional "a", which means my name is completely unique. I've seen my name in many many places but never with my spelling. I think I have a baller set of initials. If I had a middle name it would ruin it, so glad I don't. 7 letters in the first name, 5 in the last, 13 overall. Delicious. Last name starts with A so I'm comfortably in the front of most lists. I'm super super proud of my name and I would never change it. Maybe if I get married I'd conjoin my last name to hers with a hyphen, but even then mine would have to come first because I refuse to lose my beginning of the alphabet privileges. Honestly, I wouldn't even want her to change her name.

11. I've had various mentors over the years. My mom and dad obviously. My older cousin for more juvenile stuff. My uncle (her dad) was a huge mentor for me when I was in middle and highschool, especially in academic stuff. One cheating scandal and messy divorce later, I'm not too keen on taking other advice from him. But probably my strongest mentor/role model is my highschool history teacher, Mr. Reynolds. I love that man and I aspire to be like him. Strongest moral backbone I've ever seen, understand people and children like no other, his impact on my life cannot be understated.

13. I actually sleep pretty well once I fall asleep. There was a point about a month ago where I kept waking up in the night, especially at like 5:00 am, but I sleep deprived myself to the point where I started sleeping like a log again lol.

14. You didn't ask but I like this question. Yes. Till the day I day, till the clocks stop ticking, till the sun explodes. I love love.

15. From the four classical elements, I think I'm earth, though I'd love to be air or water. From the periodic table I'm not as sure. Maybe I'm tin or bromine.

17. my list isn't huge, it's just too personal. but short answer is yes. not as many people as you'd think, maybe only like 2 or 3. even the ones i miss i don't miss super intensely. the feeling of "missing people" isn't one that I feel like I've felt super intensely in my life.

18. I remember one of my first-ever sleepover's it was in 1st grade at my friend Juan Manuel's house. I was laying down in his bed in the dark and we were both kinda scared for some reason, and all of a sudden he screams "GHOST!" and I jump out of bed, run to the door, open it, and just stand there panting as his parents come running lol.

21. I don't know what one thing I'm most thankful for. There are a lot of things and I can't really recall them on command. For now, let's just say I'm thankful for the spirit of perseverance, for my inherent sense of curiosity, and for all the wonderful people in my life who have given me so many opportunities to succeed, and the drive in me that keeps me sojourning forward .

25. I don't have a prefernece for one or the other really. I like how consistent pencil writing is, but it obviously needs a quality eraser. Pens are wildly inconsistent, but a solid pen is a real pleasure to write with. I mostly use pen nowadays though.

28. I'm extremely unconcerned with my legacy. I want the people who are in my life while I'm living to enjoy my presence and care about me. I want to live a life that makes me happy and content. I want to maybe leave behind some physical, tangible thing that will last long after my death. It can be as trivial as a park bench. But that's enough. I really don't care about what happens after death or about any post-death legacy. I'll be dead! I'll have bigger things to do lmao.

29. Actually I hate reading I think all books are evil and should be burned muahahahah. I haven't read much recently, I need to pick something up for the break, I haven't read in ages. Or seen a movie. My life has been shit recently.

33. I got lots, so here's one. Old Spice Bearglove and the smell of mildew immediately remind me of the happiest time of my life, CTY summer camp in Lancaster, Pennsylvania. I can't use Bearglove for anything now because I don't want to ruin my memory association with it.

35. If money was not a factor? Oh brother. I'd do everything. Everything. I'd visit everything, experience everything, buy everything, eat everything, see everything, do everything. I feel like it doesn't get communicated across in my personality a lot but the breadth of my interests is massive. I can find something that fascinates me in every field, every industry, every niche, every thing in the world. The scope I'm imagining right now is so massive I don't even know how to put it into words. I'd simply try to experience every possible thing there is to experience, no matter how exotic or mundane. And after a couple years of doing that I'd spend a couple years just hiking and camping. Then I'd buy a nice little place in Santa Fe, a nice little place in New England, and I'd switch between the two as the seasons change. I'd spend the rest of my days reading, watching movies, eating good food, drinking beer, and curling up on a couch with my wife. Oh yeah the time I spend doing everything will probably be doubled because we'll have to satisfy all of my wife's interests, curiosities too. Cause I love her hehe

37. Put it in my wallet and forget about it. That's the realistic answer. Maybe use it for something off of craigslist lol

40. I actually do want tattoos. One of the one's I really want is a skeleton of an Allosaurus in a death pose, I'd get it on my right shoulder but big, like almost big enough to be a sleeve. I also want a tattoo of my favorite little guy that I like to doodle whenever I'm doing a test or writing something. I'd want him on the crook of my forearm so I could see him when I'm writing something on paper.

41. Mmm i don't know when you asked this, but I was probably either listening to Sade's Greatest Hits, Can't Buy a Thrill by Steely Dan, or Kenny G's Greatest Hits. But I'm home now, so all I can hear is my clock ticking on my desk, the exhaust running in the kitchen, and the voices of the guests in the dining room.

42. I don't really know where I feel safest? I don't think that's a feeling I track very often lmao. Maybe my favorite family farm in India, or my hazy yet golden memories of my cousin's old house in Toronto.

43. I don't have an answer for this question that isn't too depressing.

44. The 90s, dude. Chill ass time period, I would love to have lived in a time where there was genuine optimism and happiness for the future and people felt good about their lives. Any further back than that and we run into the racism problem.

46. Not summer, fuck summer. Not spring, not much there. Fall is nice, but not in Texas. Gotta be Winter. Cold, austere, beautiful, but everything indoors becomes 200% cozier. Texas becomes bearable at points in the winter.

47. Hard to say for sure. No electronics at all. Wake up at a good time, make my own breakfast, go for a long walk, eat lunch out somewhere, visit something in the city—a store or a museum or something—come home and shower, curl up with a good book in front of a fire, make and eat a nice dinner, watch a movie, go to bed.

48. There

48.5: Describe myself using one quote. This was assigned to me by a teacher I really loved and respected in high school.

"I contain multitudes." - Walt Whitman

49. I regret a lot of things. The things I did on my 18th birthday is definitely up there. The other thing I did that summer is also on that list. Not gonna expound on those. Also the general state of my life, and my mental health and my procrastination and all the side effects it's had. So 18th birthday, other thing, and every mistake of the past 4.5 years. That's the list.

50. I suck at inventing words. The only word I've ever invented is "pulpate." It describes the way a really fat caterpillar moves. It pulpates forward. I fucking hate caterpillars.

[enkas-illusion]

About My Man - Part 5/5

Fandom / Pairing: Jujutsu Kaisen / Choso x f!reader, Suguru x f!reader

Rating: NSFW/Explicit - MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Content Warning: Fluff, language, hurt/comfort, a lot of fucking, piv sex, oral (f receiving), (let me know if I forgot any)

Chapter Summary: The final conclusion. One last confession. No longer a love triangle.

Author’s Note: LAST CHAPTER! And it's a big one. Thank you for sticking with it till the end. I really hope you enjoyed reading this. I would absolutely love to hear what you think about the ending. Ps. I haven’t proofread it so if you see any errors, no you didn’t.

~ Eren’s Birdie

Song Dedication: Eyes, Nose, Lips by TAEYANG 

You feel stupefied, unable to move as if your whole body has been cemented into the floor. Suguru’s large frame envelopes you, his hands roughly fixed onto your hips as his lips slowly move closer towards yours. 

What is this weird feeling? Why does this feel like cheating even though you’re as single as the day you were born. Your childhood crush, a man that evokes desire and envy everywhere he goes, is begging you for a second chance – why do you feel so unaffected by his advances?

“No,” you mumble, snapping out of the initial shock as you place both hands firmly on his chest. “Suguru! Enough already!” you yell as you push him with all your might and he barely budges, but the shrill in your voice is enough for him to realise he was crossing the line.

He steps away from you in one swift motion.

“I’m sorry,” he looks flustered and embarrassed, “I– sorry.”

Before you know it, he’s disappeared into his apartment with a loud thud of the door, leaving you alone in front of yours. A chill runs down your spine, pulling you out of your reverie and you hurry inside your home.

As you lie awake in your bed, you don’t think about Suguru at all. You don’t feel bad, sad or even mad at him. You feel… indifferent.

In that moment, as dramatic as it may sound, you realise your heart wanted no one else but Choso Kamo. This longing comes with a heavy ache that makes your heart feel a little too much at an overwhelming speed.

Your drunken state starts to dissipate as you begin to sob silently. You feel a sudden frustration about your current situation – one you could’ve easily avoided had you just been truthful. 

Your wet tears accompany you as you change into your night clothes and freshen up. When the crying makes your head buzz with ants, you begin to sober up completely. You go to the washroom once again to splash cold water over your face, eyes swollen now.

You’re still lost in thoughts, staring at the ceiling when your phone buzzes. It’s 01:14AM when you get a text from Choso. You feel happy when his name pops up. You quickly unlock your phone to read it.

Cho <3: We need to talk. 

You: ?? 

Cho <3: You’re home?

You: where else would I be at this hour?

where are you? Did you come back already?

Cho <3: Yes. When can we talk?

You: we’re talking right now, aren’t we :P 

aww, did you miss me? 

Cho <3: I’ll be there in 15.

You blink at your screen.

What was that?

The annoying thing about texting is not being able to recognize a person’s tone… or perhaps the person really did text in an unusual manner. 

You walk out into the living room, turning the light switch on as you wait for him with a million questions in your mind – when did he get back? Why did he send such an odd text? Why is he coming all the way to your house so late?

You hear your phone ring before your mind reaches a solid conclusion. When you see his name on the caller ID, you almost sprint to the door to open it.

You extend your arms out with a smile, ready to embrace him in a hug but he moves past you. You knit your eyebrows as you close the door before following him back in.

“Is everything okay?” you ask softly.

He places his helmet and keys on the table before turning to face you, eyes stone cold. You feel a weird sadness. He looks like a stranger with such a cold demeanour.

“Cho–”  

“Can you stop toying with me?” he interrupts and you sense a shiver in his voice.

You stand still in silence. More confused by the second, not knowing what’s going on.

He continues his whispered monologue, not wanting to wake the others up – but the calmness of his voice has agitation laced over it, “I’m going crazy and it’s all because of you! I like you so fucking much that it feels ridiculously close to love… and now I’m not even sure if it’s worth this shitty confession.”

That was the last thing you expected out of him. So all that you can manage to say is a ‘what?’ in disbelief.

“You’re driving me crazy!”

“Cho, I don’t underst–”

“I saw you kiss him!” he almost yells before closing his eyes as he takes a deep breath in, “Out by the door tonight… I came early to surprise you and I saw you kissing him. Tell me it’s what just friends do!?”

“Choso…” you mumble.

“I went back home, determined I never wanted to talk to you ever again but how could I not? I feel like a pathetic loser. With each memory I tried to push away, thoughts of you kept on pulling me in deeper. I remembered how sad you got last time and that I’d promised I’d never ghost you again… and now I’m here but I–”

When you hear his voice crack, you look into his eyes but he avoids your gaze as he sits down on the sofa in defeat. As your mind starts registering the fact that he just told you he likes you, you snap out of it just as quickly when you realise you need to clear his misunderstanding right away. 

“Cho… wait–” 

“You’re killing me! Just end my misery and tell me you never liked me and get this shit over with. I'll be out of here and leave you be with him–”

“CHOSO!” you yell.

“WHAT?” he looks up at you and you see the tears threatening to spill from his eyes. You sigh as you slowly kneel down in front of him.

“He tried to kiss me. I didn’t kiss him!” you explain as you stare at him to gauze whether he’s catching up.

“How does that make a difference?” he questions as he tilts his head back to avoid eye contact. You pull onto the hem of his t-shirt to make him look at you again.

“Because I didn’t kiss him. You would’ve known if you'd waited 2 more seconds to see that I pushed him away!”

His eyebrows furrow as he leans forward, “You- what?”

“Let me explain?” you ask calmly as you rest a hand on his knee. He nods and you move to sit next to him on the couch. “Firstly, there’s nothing going on between Suguru and–”

“You don’t like him anymore?” he cuts in.

“God no! I haven't liked him for a long time now… like a long long time,” you enunciate every word. And more than making him explain, it's almost a declaration to yourself to be brave with your words.

His eyebrows further crease, the wrinkle in the middle of his forehead deeper than ever.

“Just… let me explain? I’ll answer all your questions,” you rub his hand softly as you melt at the way his puppy eyes stare at you.

Moment of truth!

“I know you may have a lot of questions but just listen to what I say first?” You begin and he nods just as you blurt it out, “Suguru and I never really dated.”

“What!?” His eyes almost pop out of their sockets in disbelief.

“You wanna hear it or not?” You glare at him. 

He's quick to raise his hands up in surrender, “Go on.”

“Umm… remember when you asked me if I had a crush on anyone?” You continue, “When I first told the gang I was doing long distance with Suguru?”

He nods attentively and it almost makes you giggle but you maintain a straight face nonetheless. 

“It was a stupid lie that Lu and I said without thinking cause at that time all that mattered was to not confess that I had a crush on you,” you sigh.

He points a finger at his own chest, “Me?”

You roll your eyes.

“No, no… I mean, that was like two months ago. You've liked me since then?” He sounds more confused than ever.

You simple stare at him, warning him about the interruption. He mouths a sorry and you continue. You tell him about your first kiss and brief history with Suguru, which earns you a consoling caress on your hand from Choso. You also explain how Suguru moving into the apartment next door was just your mother's naive move at fixing your relationship with your ��hot ex-best friend’. And finally catching him up to speed on the events from a few hours ago.

“So, that's that,” you sigh, “Of course I shouldn't have lied about it at all and avoided this whole mess altogether… but I'm sorry. I don't want a relationship based on lies so, now you know. And since I'm being honest… I've had a crush on you for a while now, Cho. It started slowly and before I knew it, I liked you too much to risk getting rejected by you-”

“No,” he interrupts you, “No… just– you’ve liked me for months and you're just telling me now?”

“Hey, you weren’t particularly easy to read! You always gave me mixed signals. Since when have you liked me?” you fire back.

“You dumbass… I've been whipped for you from the moment you first spoke to me!” He whisper-yells in the passion of his confession, laughing as if a sudden weight had disappeared off his shoulders.

You're dumbfounded as you mumble, “Then why not ask me out?”

“I don't know… my longing for you never seemed to move past late night rants with Satoru,” Choso chuckles, “at first I thought that it would be a bad idea to fuck up the dynamics of such a new friend group… then later on, I saw the way you refused to go out with Mahito… I didn’t want to blow my chance by asking you too prematurely and then the perfect moment never arrived till Suguru happened.”

“Wait wait wait… Satoru knew?” You raise an eyebrow. Choso simply nods affirmatively. “I'm gonna kill that blondie in the morning,” you glare in the direction of Luna's room.

You look back when you hear Choso laugh and you smile at him, “As for Mahito, he was just some dude at the office to me. I never even had a full conversation with the guy! But you–”

“I know it seems like an excuse and maybe I was being a coward but I really did not want to be just a guy at the office to you!”

There's a beat of silence.

“Do you really like me?” He breaks the silence.

“What– of course I do!” you sigh, “How has it not been obvious to you?”

“Ditto.” he says plainly. 

There’s silence again. With every second that passes by, you feel a void forming inside of you and your mouth drying due to the sudden anxiety creeping up. But then there it is, his voice that pulls you out of it.

“Will you push me away if I kiss you now?”

You stare at him blankly, “Hmm?”

“I’m going to kiss you now,” he declares softly. 

You nod your head slowly.

“Hmm,” he moves closer to you, closing the barely existent distance between you. He plops your bottom lip out with his thumb while simultaneously wetting his plump ones. Your breath hitches in your throat when you finally feel his lips on yours.

He takes his time to savour the taste of your mouth, parting to catch his breath, “I’m sorry if I hadn’t made it clear before– I like you a lot.”

You blush as you nod, “I like you too, Cho.”

“Let me do this right,” he hooks an arm around your waist, “Would you make me the happiest man on earth and be my girlfriend?” He pecks your cheek.

“Hmm… can I think about it and get back to yo–” your sentence is interrupted by another kiss and you laugh into it.

“Nope,” he kisses you all over your face. You giggle as you pull him in for another kiss.

You let out an involuntary whimper when he deepens it and his tongue invades your mouth. Your hands move up to play with his hair when he tugs at your hips to pull you impossibly closer onto his lap. His fingers dig into your hips to drag your crotch over his growing erection.

When Choso finally parts his lips from yours, you gasp for air as you grow weak under the intensity of his gaze.

“You’re beautiful,” he declares lovingly and it makes your cheeks grow hot. You grab the fabric of his t-shirt to pull him closer. He obliges as his lips capture yours again. 

Your tongues dance in sync with a newfound familiarity before he pulls away to pepper your whole face with tiny pecks. You giggle silently at this, trying your best not to wake Luna and Satoru up.

You close your eyes when Choso’s lips move closer to your eyelids, still laughing as you whisper, “Shhh… Cho– it tickles!”

“Okay… then how about this?” he coos as his face dives into the crook of your neck and he sucks onto your skin, causing you to let out a louder gasp.

You slap a hand over your mouth as he sucks on the same spot, biting it and making you feel dizzy. He fingers wrap around your wrist to peel your hand away from your mouth.

Biting your bottom lip to contain your moans, you feel him push up against your crotch, moving your hips back and forth over the tent in his pants. You yank his hair with your free hand and he gives you a cheeky grin, lust clouding his eyes.

“Hold tight,” he whispers as he leans back in to kiss you. You nod as you wrap your arms around his neck, trying to dominate the kiss. His hands move down to knead the flesh of your ass before you hear a muzzled smack and feel the tingling burn on your butt, “Just because you’re on top doesn't mean you're in control,” he smiles ever so innocently as he stands up, almost stumbling as he eagerly carries you to your room. Your lips don’t part until you shush at him for kicking your room door to close it with a loud thud behind him. 

He ignores your scolding, biting your bottom lip softly instead. Just as he throws you onto the soft mattress of your bed, you hear shuffling as he searches for the bedside lamp.

When the dim light illuminates his form, you get butterflies in your stomach at the way his chest heaves as he pulls off his t-shirt in one swift motion, discarding it recklessly on the floor. When he climbs into the bed, hovering over you, you can’t help but observe how delicious he looks – his lips already swollen from the kiss and his hair all messed up, thanks to you.

“I like you so much. You have no idea how many nights I've dreamt of this moment,” you confess as you stare into his eyes.

“I think I do,” he kisses your cheek, “cause I have failed to get you off my mind too.”

“Fuck you for being such a coward,” you pull him into a kiss.

“Okay, my pretty liar,” he pulls back to sit up and you mirror his movement. He pulls your t-shirt up to your chest. You lift your hands up to help him take it off completely and he discards the fabric carelessly. Your bra follows next and he’s stupefied as he salivates at your perked up tits.

His hands are quick to knead and squish your boobs together before pinching the hardened nipples. You sigh in satisfaction and it encourages him further as he pulls you onto his lap till you're straddling him. He holds your gaze, staring up into your half-lidded eyes as his lips alternate, pecking both of your nipples gently.

If your skin burned like fire under his touch, he felt scorched by the sun itself. Choso wasn’t a pervert but maybe you were an exception; he could recall all the times he’d jerked himself off to thoughts of you.

As his hands raked over your soft skin, it made him think of all the nights he’d conjured up sweet memories of your seemingly innocent hugs for all the wrong reasons — the way your arms would wrap around his wide shoulders and the way your boobs would press against his chest — and he felt his cravings grow with a deprivation akin to a sex-fiend adolescent boy.

With each touch, he affirmed the thoughts that had plagued his sleepless nights during the forced celibacy he’d maintained since the day he started falling for you. It had been months since he’d felt the touch of a woman and he thinks it might as well have been a lifetime ago. 

His lips search for all the spots on your skin that can pacify the needs of his body and the longing of his heart. The shipwrecked sailor finding his solace in the arms of a siren who’d been waiting for him to sink under. 

When his teeth softly tug at your flesh before sucking onto a nipple roughly, you shut your eyes close, moaning at the sensation as you slowly begin grinding your hips over his clothed cock. He repeats his ministrations on the other side while his hand slides down to dip into your shorts. His fingers flirt with your wet underwear, rubbing over the fabric, pushing it closer to your cunt, soaking it further with your juices.  

“Cho– nghh,” you huff as you find your hips grinding at their own will against his hand for more friction and your head lulls back. 

“Yes, my love?” He teases you as his other hand clutches your jaw to make you look at him once again.

“M-more,” you beg, feeling hazy. His lips curl into a cocky smile as he pulls your face closer to kiss you. He moves the flimsy fabric of your underwear to the side before gliding two fingers over your folds, coating them with your arousal.

You squirm on top of him when his fingers bully into your cunt, slowly burying in deeper and deeper. His grip on your jaw relaxes before holding the back of your neck firmly to still your writhing torso. Your thoughts go blank and pleasure shoots up your veins as Choso’s fingers work their magic. 

His two fingers go from slowly massaging your gummy walls to moving up towards your clit. As he starts to roll the pads of his fingers over the sensitive bud, you bury your head into the crook of his neck to muffle your moans. Choso notices the way your arms begin to shake when you grip his shoulders to keep yourself sane. Choso’s free hand slides to the back of your head as he grips your hair with just the right amount of pressure. When you pull your head back to look at him, you find a satisfied grin plastered on his face, relishing the way you look so fucked out already.

Any other time you’d get jealous wondering who taught him how to please a woman but right now, you were too busy making profanities sound like pleas and prayers dedicated to the man in front of you. You lean forward to kiss him frantically as your body starts to twitch due to how sensitive your clit feels. You bite his bottom lip hard and whimper at the way his fingers play with you.

He pulls his face away from yours to whisper, “Let me hear your cute voice, baby. Been waiting forever.”

You shake your head no in embarrassment and it's only a split second after that you find yourself moaning his name as he dives forward to suck the sweet spot on your neck. You can already tell it's going to bruise later but you don't care. You're way past the limit of being overstimulated as you can hear just how wet his fingers have gotten with your slick.

You can't take it anymore so you grab his hair to pull his sweet lips away from your skin, “Choso… please fuck me before I go insane.”

Your desperate request is all it takes for him to oblige and lay you down on the mattress. Before you can register it, he’s yanking your shorts off along with your soaked panties to completely expose your body to him. You feel shy like you never did before and it’s mostly due to the way Choso's eyes are ravaging your body even without laying a finger. You try to squeeze your legs shut as your face burns in embarrassment, but he’s quick to stop you halfway, gripping your ankles tightly.

“Cho, stop looking at me like that!” you scold him and he simply chuckles softly.

“I have dreamt of you naked a million times and now that I finally get to see you…” he holds your left leg up to his shoulder as he peppers pillowy wet kisses, starting from your ankle and moving towards the inside of your thigh.

“Mmh?” you ask as you shut your eyes when you feel his breath fanning just above your folds. You feel goosebumps prick your skin as he kisses everywhere but where you need his mouth the most.

“My imagination couldn’t ever come close to the real you,” he concludes before you feel his wet tongue part your folds as he slowly licks up and down at a steady pace. When the tip of his tongue pokes at your clit, you instinctively move your hands down to grip his hair while your thighs squish his head gently. He’s sucking your sensitive bud just as his two fingers glide into your hole.

“Shit… CHOSO!” you grip his hair as he continues his slow torture. You grind your hips, desperate for more friction only to hear him chuckle as he stops to look up at you. You open your eyes to see his amused face staring at you from between your thighs.

“So cute,” he crinkles his nose at you. Before you can let the crease of complaint form on your forehead, he’s diving back in. This time however, his pace is brutal. He’s unforgiving as he eats you out like a starved man. Each lick makes your torso twitch more violently as you feel yourself getting closer.

“Cho?” you huff as your breathing gets heavier.

“Yes?” 

“Come here,” your voice is desperate and he has no option but to obey as he towers over you with his hands on either side of your head. You reposition one of his thighs between your legs as he waits for your command. He’s quick to catch up as he pushes his leg further up to press his knee against your pussy. Your hands are quick to grip onto his sides as you begin grinding over his thigh at a ruthless pace.

“That’s it baby… use me as you please,” he matches the rhythm of your body and it takes only a few more seconds till your whole body is twitching and your limbs collapse onto the mattress as you cum hard.

“Wow,” he looks down at the newly created wet spot on his pants.

“Really soft… I like your pants,” you stick your tongue out as you tease him. He mouths a ‘thank you’ before leaning down to kiss you again. He caresses your hair as your breathlessness subsides slowly and you promise, “I'll wash them tomorrow.”

“No way! Gonna wear this out and show everyone ‘hey!!! my girlfriend came on this!’” he laughs.

But that one word he casually lets slip is the one that catches your attention. You bite your lip as you blush, “Girlfriend?”

“Shall we make it official?” He moves away to get off the bed and his hands unbutton his trousers before letting them drop to the floor along with his underwear. You look at his naked figure, staring at him in his full glory. You let out a dry chuckle when your eyes land on his dick, wondering how the hell your pussy was going to take all of him.

You snap out of your trance as you hear him speak, “Got any condoms?”

“Hmm?” You blink as you refocus your vision back to his face. 

“Cute,” he laughs and there's a pause as he looks at you lovingly, “I asked where the condoms were, baby.”

“Oh… right,” you blush, again, “umm… left drawer in the closet.”

It's not hard to find the sealed pack as it lay on top of your stuff – all thanks to Luna who had gotten them for you just in case on the day you had invited Choso over to talk.

“Who was this pack waiting for?” he inquires you teasingly, “Totally not jealous by the way!”

“Your dumbass on Thursday,” you roll your eyes at him.

“Aww,” he mocks before giggling like a teenager in love, “Sorry for making you wait, my love.”

“All's forgiven,” you open your arms, inviting him back to the bed.

“No, wait… where's the lube?” he’s rummaging through the drawer.

“Doesn' matter, just come here!”

“Baby, come on,” he chuckles as he points at his dick, “not tryna brag but… come on.”

Right. You can feel the warmth rush to your cheeks at his comment. So all you can do is manage to rapidly mumble, “it's somewhere in there… I don't know, find it yourself.”

Choso's smiling like an idiot before turning his back to you once again to find the lube. You observe how well-built his back looks even when he's not flexing before your gaze finds itself onto his cute butt. You smile to yourself as it dawns on you that this is actually happening for real.

With your legs spread apart, your hand moves down to your folds as you begin to finger yourself. Your other hand is playing with your hardened nipples as you shamelessly stare at Choso’s figure. 

“Found i–” he turns around as he holds the half-empty tube in his hand, words failing him at the scenery in front of him. He thinks he could cum just by looking at you masturbating in front of him.

“Hurry up baby… please,” you whimper as your fingers pick up the pace.

Without wasting another second, he's tearing open the pack of condoms to put one on with lighting speed. Before you know it, his hands are on either side of your head to keep his heavy weight from collapsing onto you as his head dips down to kiss you passionately.

“Holy fuck,” he sighs when your lips part. You’re already reaching out to grab the lube he'd tossed on the bed. Taking a generous amount in your palm, you smirk at him as your hand reaches down to coat his dick with the sleek gel.

You're pretty sure you hear a muted whimper when your hand glides over his length, squeezing it with a soft pressure. “That enough?” You ask innocently when you stop the movement.

“Let's find out,” his voice betrays him, revealing the desperation hidden inside. Choso’s quick to readjust your position, hooking your legs onto his shoulders and placing a pillow under your hips. You reach your hand down to position his tip near your entrance and frantically nod at him to begin.

“Just tell me– fuck… I'll stop if it’s too much,” his voice strains as he pushes his tip inside. You nod as your fingers dig into his biceps.

“Shit, son of a bi–ngh,” you moan as he pushes his dick deeper into your fluttering walls, “don’t stop, keep going.” Even more profanities roll off your tongue by the time he's done pushing his whole length into you. 

“Good job, baby!” He kisses your sweaty forehead as he waits for you to adjust to his size. “I'm gonna fuck you now, okay?”

You nod eagerly as you cup his face to pull him in for a kiss. When you feel him pull his hips away slowly, you moan into the kiss, making him suck on your bottom lip. Before you have a chance to feel the emptiness, he's thrusting back into your hole, making your eyes roll back into your head as you chant his name between kisses.

“Cho- fuck!” you cry. 

“Tell me how you like it, baby,” his heavy voice feels like music to your ears.

“Faster… please!”

On your command, the sound of your skin slapping against his gets louder as he picks up the pace. Choso’s chest heaves as he slams a hand onto the headboard, gripping it tight to help control his motions better. You can feel each thrust penetrate your walls, leaving behind a longing for more each time he pulls back to fuck into you harder.

As you shamelessly chant out ‘yesyesyes’ in approval, it further fuels his desire to keep going. When you feel your body move up the bed due to his erratic thrusts, you bring one hand up to push against the headboard and keep yourself from sliding up further.

Each of his thrusts feel so delicious that you find yourself zoning out due to the pleasure. You can feel your senses overloading when he pulls his hand away from the headboard to tease your clit instead. When your fingernails dig into his bicep, you hear him hiss in pain.

“S-sorry baby,” you mumble in your delirium only slightly letting go of your grip on his arm. Choso lets out a dry chuckle at this before stopping his thrusts completely. You look at him with desperation and disappointment in your eyes.

He pulls away from you before commanding, “Turn around.”

On instinct, you're quick to obey as you lie face down, pushing your ass up in the air as you steady your balance on your knees. But you realise Choso has other ideas when he pushes your hips to lie you down flat.

“Try to relax, okay baby?” his voice sounds so soft that all his words seem to be laced with honey, all the while preparing to take you into a lethal prone bone. Choso pins both your wrists above your head with one hand while his other hand lines his tip to your entrance once again. Your eyes roll to the back of your head when you feel his length enter you slowly. 

“Oh… god,” is all you can manage to say as your voice gives out. As Choso begins to thrust into you with a delicious pace, all you can manage to utter are broken moans of his name over and over again. 

You're at his mercy, locked under him as he pounds into you, making the mattress bounce to the rhythm of your bodies. You're certain you almost see stars each time his dick touches all the right spots inside you.

The sound of his hips slapping against your ass makes you hyper aware of just how loud you're being but with every thrust, you care less than ever.

“Shit… baby, I might–,” before Choso's sentence is complete, you feel his dick twitch inside you, “...cum.”

“No! Keep going… please,” you push your hips back in an attempt to make up for the lost momentum when you feel Choso slow down. But you already feel the emptiness inside your walls as he rolls off to collapse next to you, chest heaving heavily.

Before the pout on your face has a chance to deepen further, he's pulling your body into his till your back is pressed against his chest.

“Sorry baby,” he whispers, kissing the sweet spot behind your ear as his arms snake around your body to readjust till you're lying on top of him. One of his hands plays with your hardened nipples while the other hand moves down to your clit. 

“Oh,” is all you manage to utter before you're squirming on top of him due to his skilled movements. Every flick and every pinch overstimulating your already abused clit. You turn your head to try to kiss him but your position makes it impossibly difficult and the moans you wanted to drown into his mouth are bellowed out loud.

You would've thought it ridiculously impossible that a man would be able to make you squirm like this just by playing with your tiny bud of joy but the night had been full of surprises to say the least.

“Cho– fuck, it's too much,” you cry as you try to release yourself from his hold but are instead greeted by a pinch on the nipple.

“Shh… you can take it baby,” his fingers move better than a vibrator ever could and you cry his name over and over again as you feel yourself getting closer and closer.

“Fuckfuckfuck-shit! Choso, fuck, please god,” you're not sure what you're begging for but your prayers are heard as you cum hard, body convulsing violently. Choso's fingers slow down and you take the opportunity to slide away from his hold. 

You let out a breathless chuckle as your body slowly stops twitching. You open your eyes to look at Choso who's smiling at you with a satisfied smug look in his eyes.

“Kamo… you’re something else,” you laugh as you roll your eyes at him, still in disbelief at the fact that he managed to make you orgasm in a way you yourself could never.

“You're welcome,” he laughs back as he shifts to sit in front of you, taking one of your feet into his hands. He brings the foot up to kiss the bottom of it and you pull away when it tickles. Choso moves closer, the lazy haze in his eyes can't hide the lust starting to swarm again.

“No way,” you squeal as you place the same foot onto his chest to stop him from getting any closer.

“Are you serious? We've only fucked once,” he pouts.

“Cho, if we fuck again, I'll die,” you laugh as you hook the same leg around his waist to pull him in closer.

“And if we don't do it again, I'll die,” he dips his head down to give you a sweet peck.

“Cho, have you seen the size of that thing? Give me some time to adjust,” you laugh as you wrap your hands around his neck to pull him on top of you like a weighted blanket.

“Okay fine, but I'm having you all to myself in the morning,” he kisses you once again before pulling away from you. You watch him discard the condom into the bin before returning to bed. Last thing you remember is Choso pulling you closer and covering your naked bodies with your snug blanket. The whispered pillow talk dissolves away as soon as it begins and the mumbled sentences you try so hard to deliver get lost somewhere in the back of your brain when sleep takes over.

~~~

In his deep slumber, Choso finds himself dreaming – as he wakes up in cold sweat, he finds himself alone in his bed, with no trace of you in sight. Then he recalls the way he had hurried back home upon seeing you kiss Suguru and the rancid feeling that he had carried to bed, trying to bury any feelings he had for you, hoping they’d disappear tomorrow along with the burning ache of his soul. Then he wakes from the dream within his dream, feeling a sense of brief relief only for his heart to sink again as his hand extends out to roam over the empty spot on the bed. His eyes stay closed, wanting to delay reality. The haven his body had found in your arms last night seemed to have been a tricky illusion of his tortuous brain.

Just as Choso finds himself cursing his mind for such dirty tricks, wishing he’d never–

A kiss on the cheek.

Then another.

And another.

Choso feels the soft lips pepper his entire face with ticklish kisses. And then Choso finds himself taking back all the curses he’d mentally spewed at himself moments ago when his eyes open to meet your loving ones.

“Good morning,” you smile, leaning over him with a damp towel wrapped around your body.

“I had a bad dream,” Choso smiles back.

“What was it?”

“Doesn’t matter anymore,” his grin widens as he wraps his arms around you and rolls over till you’re pinned under him. You squeal, taken by surprise before giggling as he leans down to kiss you.

“If I remember correctly, you’re mine all day today,” Choso comments between kisses, “and for the rest of our days.”

“It’s Monday tomorr–” your sentence is interrupted by another abrupt kiss, resulting in both of you giggling like fools in love. 

His lips move down to your neck, leaving a trail of feather-light kisses. You feel the heat burning up your skin as your hands get lost into his black locks, massaging his head gently. Just as Choso undoes your towel, you hear a loud rumble erupt from your stomach.

“Maybe we should have breakfast first,” Choso chuckles, kissing your belly before getting off the bed. You take his extended hand and get out of bed before getting dressed. You both quietly make your way through the living room, not wanting to disrupt Luna and Satoru in case they were still sound asleep.

“Ready?” you chirp, already envisioning the big breakfast you were planning to have at Sam’s cafe… with your man. You open the main door and take about two steps when he pulls you by the arm, kissing you in a way that leaves you lightheaded.

“Okay, now we’re ready,” Choso smiles.

~fin~