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faghubby · 5 months ago

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No secrets

"I am serious, he begged me to fuck his ass" I heard My wife Alice tell her friend Jill. Although she was trying to be quiet. As I walked into the kitchen. They both fell silent as I walked in. Jill smiled unable to hide the fact that she knew I had over heard them by my red face and inability to look at them.

"Did you, did you like being fucked in the ass?" Jill asked giggling as she looked me in the eyes.

"He did" Alice smiled knowing I would enjoy being exposed. "Didn't you sweety?" Alice stood behind me running her hands across my ass. "Tell Jill how much you love your ass toyed with" Alice cooed.

I couldn't speak. But Alice continued to tease me.

"Alice he has a nice big toy he likes to fucked with its much bigger then his little pee pee" Alice laughed. I was ready to cum in my shorts. And wanted to cry. Jill looked on with amusement. I couldn't hold back and came in my pants. A wet spot appeared in the front of my shorts.

"Naughty boi" Alice scolded me. "Go get cleaned up" Alice to

me. then leaned in and whispered. "Maybe a pair of my panties would fit" she kissed me on the cheek. I scurried off. We had never discussed crossdressing. But I was intrigued by the idea. I found a pair of pink satin panties in her drawer and put them on they where tight but I loved the softness. Alice walked in dropped her pants I watched as she strapped on her toy.

"Did you like me telling Jill?" She asked she sat on the hard backed chair in the corner of our room. "Come sit on my lap. And ride my big cock, slut" Alice told me. I walked over to her she had me remove my shirt and pulled my panties to the side. She lubed my ass as I lowered myself onto her cock. I moaned and stared to fuck myself. Taking a bit more every time I came down.

"Tell me you are a slut, a fucking homo slut" Alice said biting my ear.

"I am a slut, I love your cock in my ass" I told her.

"Homos like their ass fucked. You mist be a Homo" Alice told me she scratched my chest and bit and sucked my neck.

"I am a homo" I moaned.

"I know baby" Alice laughed. I came again this time all over her stomach.

She held me in place, all 8 inches buried inside me. She scooped up my cum on two fingers. And bought it to my mouth.

"Homos eat cum" she told me. She pushed her fingers into my mouth.

"Such a faggot" Alice smiled and kissed me. She let me up and then stripped the rest of the way.

"Come fuck me" she pulled me into bed. But having cum twice in such a short time I couldn't get hard. "Well use your tounge then" Alice scolded. I made her cum then she held me close cuddling I drifted off to sleep.

When I woke Alice was not there. I found a pink lace thong Alice had left for me with a note.

"Went out for a drink, put these on" it read. I cleaned up and did just that. I then texted Alice to see when she would be home.

"Don't worry about that girlie boi, I am out with some friends." She replied. "Wouldn't you love it if you where smooth like a real girl" she sent then went silent.

It was very late when she came home. She was drunk. Someone had dropped her off.

She pulled me close and whispered in my ear.

"I am a cheating whore" she told me grasping my rock hard cock. I wanted to push her away. Yell, scream. But instead I just stood there in her panties shivering with excitement.

"OH god" I moaned. She pushed me to my knees and lifted her skirt her panties where soaked with another man's cum. She pulled my face into her. Rubbing my nose in his cum. She peeled her panties off. Still holding me close. She pushed my head into her crotch again.

I licked and sucked his cum from her as she stood with her legs spread moaning. Not until she was sure I had cleaned up every drop did she push me away. She stood me up and led me to the bedroom.

"I think you should wear this" Alice told me pulling out a satin nightie. It was very tight on me.

"You haven't said a word" she giggled. But as I went to she put her finger to my lips to silence me. "You didn't shave" she commented looking disappointed. She stripped and slept naked spooning me. She ran her hands all over my satin nightie as she told me how she was so excited to have had a real man afrer years. I was rock hard the whole time. She drifted off to sleep. I was so excited I couldn't sleep. So I reached down and started to jerk off. But just as I started Alice stirred.

"No, baby stop that. That's not how girlie boi play with themselves" Alice told me pushing my hand away.

"Tommarrow I will take you shopping for you're very on vibrator" she told me tucking my still throbbing cock into her panties. She pulled the back to the side. She grabbed some lube off her night stand and rubbed it against my whole. Her fingers slipped in easily after fucking it this afternoon.

She then curled me up lifting my legs. She guided my own hand to play with my ass.

"That's it deep, finger your pussy. She encouraged me to work more fingers in. I had four fingers working my ass after 30 minutes the front of my panties where soaked in my own cum as it was milked out of me.

"God you are such a slut" Alice told me trying to work even more of my hand into my ass. I was done and wanted to stop bit Alice kept pushing me to go further. "You should of told me how much of a faggot you are before we got married" Alice told me. Finally letting me stop and go get cleaned up.

As I came back to bed Alice said. "I expect you are going to love your new role around here" as she kissed me on the forehead and held me as we drifted off to sleep.

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fetishfairytales2 · 7 months ago

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Under the Bed, Pt. 1 (Story)

Based off an old favorite story that has long since disappeared from the internet, updated to fit new characters.

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"Let's go, little sissy," I smirked, pulling her by the leash into the master bedroom. "I know Mommy hasn't let you in here for a while, but Daddy and I have a special surprise for you!" Brandi looked terrified as she crawled into the room. She froze when she saw Connor standing behind me, placing his hands possessively on my hips. I laughed at the fear in Brandi’s eyes at the sight of my bull, "Don't worry, sweetie pie," I purred, kneeling down to stroke her cheek. "Daddy won't hurt you...yet."

Connor let out a smug laugh as he spoke. "That's right, you pathetic fucking loser," he taunted, making sure to stare directly into Brandi's eyes as he gave me a strong spank on the ass. "We're just here to have a little fun with you..." He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me in for a kiss, never breaking his gaze from the diaper wearing sissy, who was watching with tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Have you noticed any changes since you’ve been sweeping in your cwute wittle nursery, sweetie?” I mocked; “and no, I'm not talking about my new tattoo..." I playfully twirled and lifted my skirt, revealing my lacy black g-string and Connor's name tattooed on my ass. Brandi let out a pitiful sob. "Aww, what’s wrong pumpkin? You know Connor owns my ass now, not you."

I plopped down on the freshly-made bed, its wooden frame and canopy giving off a modern vibe. It was all part of my plan to make it seem like a normal, unassuming piece of furniture. But in reality, Connor had not only built it, but also put in some serious work in it. I couldn't wait to see the look on Brandi's face when she realized what was waiting for her. "Welcome to our new bed," I said, giving the mattress a pat. I turned to Connor with a loving smile. “Daddy built it just for us and him and I will be sharing it. Don’t worry though cucky-wucky, Daddy thought of you too…” I added with a wink to our little Brandi, who looked terrified and heartbroken all at once. It was perfect. “Why don’t we let Daddy show you?” I asked sweetly.

"And, here we go again, you fucking freak," Connor rolled his eyes, yanking Brandi by her leash and dragging her towards the nightstand. "Watch closely," he taunted, smacking her diapered butt way too hard. "I'll save the real fun for you later, babe," he snickered at me. Without another word, Connor grabbed a small touchscreen and pressed a button. Brandi let out a squeal as the bed started to hiss and lift up.

I cackled at Brandi's shocked expression as she glanced at the bed, "Looks like we scared the poor girl enough to pee herself!” I stood next to Brandi as we all peered into the tiny and cramped leather padded space under the bed. "Daddy really didn't leave much room for a sissy, did he?" I laughed, "it looks like he made it just big enough for you to lay down uncomfortably!" I paused and grabbed Brandi's chin, making her look into my eyes, "But don't worry, I made sure to ask for enough room to pad that cold leather with your warm squishy diapees. Aren’t I so thoughtful?”

��Oh, speaking of messy, let me just…” I paused to dig through the night stand drawer. It seemed like Brandi couldn't handle the suspense, the poor darling tried to make a run for it! Of course, Connor was too quick for her. I turned back around to see him pinning her down with a single strong, muscular arm. "Thanks, babes," I gushed as I gave Connor a passionate kiss right over Brandi. "Can you hold her mouth open for me?"

I giggled as I dangled a huge dildo gag in front of Brandi's face as I knelt down next to her, twirling the massive cock by a series of wires hanging from the other end. "This is going in your mouth," I taunted, sing-song style. "Isn't it just so impressive? And so lifelike!" I moved closer to Brandi's tear-streaked and trembling face. "Do you recognize this beautiful dick?" I asked, teasingly. "It's Daddy's! It's molded right from the real thing, all 9 inches and every single vein!" I grinned sadistically as I watched Brandi's expression. "That little sissy tongue is going to feel right at home wrapped around this!"

"There's also a matching buttplug that you'll get to feel later," I said with a wicked grin. Connor grabbed Brandi's cheeks and pushed them together, which let me shove the gag in and buckle it tight behind the pathetic loser's head. "You might notice these wires here," I forced her to nod by pulling on the wires in front of her. "They're quite long, aren't they? Well, deep under that leather cucky coffin is a bunch of motors and even a couple of special containers! When we plug in this gag and special booty plug, they have magic powers! See those cameras and microphones on the top of the bed?" I turned Brandi's head to look up despite being pinned down. "They help too, isn't that exciting?"

I looked into Brandi's scared eyes, God this is so fucking hot. "Guess what Brandi? Every time that microphone hears me moan and scream Connor's name, or beg him to fuck me, or even call him Daddy, it will make those new friends of yours vibrate and thrust inside of you! Can you imagine that? Both of us feeling that amazing dick at the same time! And you, you lucky slut, you get it from both ends! It can even tell the speed, so the faster he fucks me, the faster those dildos will fuck you. How amazing, right?” I stopped, just to watch as she started to sob again, harder this time. “Aww!” I stroked her head, don’t cry yet girlie, there’s still so much to tell you about!”

"She’s such a kinky bitch, isn't she?" Connor chuckled, pushing Brandi aside with disgust. "You better not move or else I'll make you regret it, loser," he sneered, not even bothering to look back at her. He ran his hand underneath my skirt and grabbed my ass, God he was so powerful. Pulling me in for a rough kiss, he asked, "you’re a wild chick, aren't you?" giving my ass a hard slap. "Tell her all the other kinky shit you've been doing."

To be continued…

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midorisplash · 2 years ago

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POV: Your Friends Hot Dad.

Pairing: Sub!Pedro Pascal x Dom!Reader

Summary: You’re Pedro’s daughter friend that always vists their house, just to ‘see your friend.’

Warnings: Degrading, Nipple play, Handjob, cum eating, lots of sweetie, blowjob, he comes quick. Adults.

Part 2

Word Count: 3.9K

A/n: ignore mistakes, this was straight up just horny writing I edited.

(Not my gif)

Pedro's daughter wasn’t your best friend, but you two were definitely close. Close enough that it was normal to see you at her house almost every week. But honestly, you only went to her house for one reason. Her dad.

(Friend name) opened the door to her dad's house looking at you with a half smile. “Hey, I’m already ready, I just need to go pee real quick.” She spoke speeding away. You blinked and nodded closing the door behind you as you walked in looking over to the kitchen and seeing her dad, Pedro. You smiled taking a breath before walking over and standing on the other side of his kitchen island. “Hi, Pedro.” You spoke softly resting your elbows on the counter and putting your chin in your hands. “Hi, sweetheart.” He smiled giggling a little at how you were posed bringing his coffee mug up to his lips. You smiled back staring intensely at the coffee mug watching his lips gently wrap around the rim taking a sip. You were so caught up in staring that you didn’t even notice he was still looking at you. He pulled the mug away touching his beard and mouth. “Is there something on my face?” You blinked at his words standing up straight “What? No.” You giggled shyly. He nodded bringing his hands to rest on the counter and placing the mug down. “You too are going to the mall right?” You nodded quickly. “Good, do you think you can get me something?” “Of course, anything.” You spoke cringing at how desperate you sounded. “I just want some frozen yogurt.” He grinned “I shouldn’t, I told (friend's name) I was gonna stop with sweets but I can’t stop thinking about it.” He spoke with a gentle chuckle. You nodded reaching into your back pocket and pulling out your phone “I’ll get it. How about you text me what flavor.” You spoke going to the phone app and handing him your phone with a radiant smile.

You had been thinking of a way to get his number for a while now. And finally, you got this chance. but even if you would have got it before, there was no reason for you to be texting or calling him away. You just like the thought of having it.

He glanced at the phone and then started looking around confused taping the top of his head and smiling. “My glasses.” He whispered bringing them down to his face and grabbing the phone typing his number just as your friend came out of the bathroom. “Okay! You ready?” She spoke strolling over and grabbing her purse off the couch then heading over to her dad. “Yes.” You smiled looking over at Pedro who finished typing his number sliding the phone onto the island to you and then facing his daughter. “Alright! Hug me. Be careful.” He spoke embracing her tightly making her face scrunch up. “Dad..” she whispered hugging him back weakly. He giggled almost picking her up then looked over at you opening his arm for you to join the hug. Your eyes light up heading over quickly and wrapping your arms around him as he embraced you both. “love you two. Text me when you get there okay sweetie?” He spoke pulling away and then looking at you. "You too" he spoke winking at you quickly. “Okay get out.” He said turning around and walking toward his couch. His daughter playfully rolled her eyes looking at you. “Let’s go.”

You spent the whole day at the mall and the only thing you could think about was Pedro, how he hugged you, he even said he loved you. Of course, he was just being kind since you are always over but it meant so much. You made sure to get his frozen yogurt texting to find out what flavor and toppings he wanted cheerfully purchasing it. As the mall trip came to an end you and (friend's name) headed to her house. Usually, you would have gone home after dropping her off but tonight, you just didn’t wanna leave. You wanted to be around Pedro some more. At least one more time before the night was over. So you requested for the first time for her to ask Pedro if you could spend the night.

By the time you got home to her home, Pedro was laying on the couch already wearing his Pajama pants sitting up when he heard the door open and then quickly standing. “Hi, dad.” Your friend spoke walking to the kitchen as you walked in behind her looking over at him holding up the cup of frozen yogurt with a bright smile. His eyes widened walking over and taking it “Yes! Thank you so much, baby!” He jumped before leaning in and hugging you tightly. His daughter looked over placing her bags on the island then sighed. “I thought you said no sweets?” “Shh. I don’t wanna hear it, that’s why I asked them to get it for me.” He spoke with a pout pulling away one of his hands still resting on your shoulder. You stiffened looking down at Pedro's body slowly then quickly back to his eyes just as they meet yours. “Thank you.” He whispered squeezing your shoulder gently and walking over to the kitchen.

You stood there a little before snapping out your brain fog and closing the front door, twisting and walking over to the kitchen to join them. “And your gonna eat it before bed?” She spoke shaking her head pulling her phone out and resting her arms on the counter. “If you want some you just have to ask, I’ll give you some.” He giggled putting down the cup and opening the lid sliding his hand down the counter and getting a spoon from the drawer below him. “Well, I might only want a nibble.” She murmured. He nodded scoping a small bite and bringing the spoon to her mouth “Open.” She blinked pulling away slightly before leaning in and taking a nibble without her mouth touching the spoon “Oh it’s good!” She hummed looking down at her phone. You watched him closely noticing the way his shirt hugged his arms. How his waist was noticeably small even through the shirt, gulping at the way his pants are so tight only around his big butt and thighs. So hooked on his body, you didn’t notice him looking at you now. “Y/n?” He spoke making you zone back in meeting his eyes. “You want some?” You nodded slowly walking over to him watching him scope some more and bring it to your lips. “Open.” You opened your mouth staring into his eyes as he put the spoon in staring back at yours his eyebrows frowning before looking away. You smiled sucking on the spoon a little as he pulled it out. “It’s good.” You beamed to yourself noticing how it looked like he got nervous from that as he looked up and smiled shyly looking back to the yogurt. “G-good! Now my turn to taste!” He smiled you watched him scoped some up and eat It, your mouth almost watered at the fact he didn’t change the spoon. He even sucked on it a little looking over at you.

You watched him closely with doe eyes before his daughter started speaking looking up from her phone. “Oh yeah, dad is it okay if y/n stays the night?” He looked at her. “I don’t see why not. I’ll cook us breakfast in the morning. It’ll be fun.” He smiled clapping. You bobbed slightly, excitedly looking at your friend. “Yes! It will be!” You spoke and then looked at Pedro.

The night grew longer and Pedro finished his yogurt saving the smallest amount and putting it in the fridge. “You're not even gonna eat that later.” His daughter chuckled. “Then one of you can eat it.” He spoke stretching. “I’m gonna go lay down.” Pedro yawned. His daughter nodded “Yeah me too, I’ll probably go to sleep soon if that's okay.” She spoke looking at you “of course, I will too. ” You spoke looking over at Pedro “Goodnight, see you in the morning.” He looked at you and nodded “See you in the morning sweetheart.” He walked over to his daughter kissing her head before walking away towards his room. “Alright follow me..” she spoke through a yawn grabbing your hand and leading you to her bedroom.

She had changed her clothes and let you borrow some of hers slipping into her bed luckily big enough to fit you both. You got in next to her watching her turn on the tv. “Let’s watch something before bed.” She spoke. But, before you knew it you both had fallen asleep snoring, and all before you snapped awake your body suddenly remembered you weren’t in your own bed. You groaned feeling the bed for your phone finding hers and picking it up with a grunt seeing it was 5 am. “Danm.” You mumbled yawning and sitting up taking the covers off yourself and standing up slowly making sure to be careful not to wake your friends putting the covers snug on her.

You walked out of her room sleepily trying to remember the layout while heading to the bathroom when you stopped in your tracks. It’s Pedro's room. What if you just checked to see if he was awake? He did say he’d cook breakfast maybe he should start early, (friend's name.) could probably wake up soon. You looked at the door and walked over to it pressing your ear against it listening and only hearing the sound of his tv. You pulled away bringing your hand to the doorknob holding onto it and breathing out slowly before opening the door slightly peeking your head in. Pedro was just laying in his bed with a pillow between his legs watching tv intensely. You watched him opening the door some more for a better view, him somehow still not noticing you.

You gulped opening it completely and walking in his head turning toward the door and squinting. “Y-y/n?” He spoke. “Um..yeah?” You whispered gripping the door handle tightly. “Oh.. good morning sweetie.” He smiled looking back at the tv. “Good morning.” You spoke closing the door behind you and standing at the entrance awkwardly looking around his room. He watched the tv a second longer before shifting to look at you chuckling slightly “What’s up?” “Nothing.” You gulped looking down at his body. He looks so good. This is your first time being in his room and it just made you want to touch him even more. What’s the worst that could happen? He’d probably just ask you to leave. You swallow walking closer to him as he tried watching you as you sat behind him “You okay baby?”

You nodded slowly placing your hand on his waist rubbing down to his hips and over his ass slightly pulling away with wide eyes scared at what he was gonna say. He blinked turning his upper body to you. “Why’d you do that?” He whispered. “I-I just wanted to touch you.” You uttered looking down then back up meeting his eyes. “Oh okay..” he spoke. It was silent for a moment before he started talking. “You can keep touching, give me a message while you're at it.” He chuckled facing back toward the tv. You blinked with frowned eyebrows before licking your lips and seizing your opportunity rubbing on his waist then to his back his tight shirt making your hand glide easily. You massaged over his shoulder then up his neck gently messaging his head earning a soft groan from him. You almost moaned just from that you gripping his hair slightly. “Oh…y/n?” He uttered with a raspy voice as he smiled clearing his throat. “Careful sweetie.” You nodded slowly but weren't gonna listen, you wanted to hear his groan again even if it was just a little.

You grabbed his hair again this time harder watching him suck in his bottom lip between his teeth. “Y/n..” he moaned clearing his throat again trying to turn and look at you, but you kept his head forward taking your free hand and bringing it to his ass rubbing it softly. You were doing too much now but all you could think about was how badly you had been wanting to touch him, he could always tell you to leave and of course, you would. He furrowed his eyebrows “W-we shouldn’t do this sweetheart..” He groaned trying to keep his voice sounding normal but he was failing sounding still unstable. “T-then..you shouldn’t sound like you like it?” You spoke swallowing nervously “Do you like it?” You whispered leaning in his ear tightening your grip on his hair. “Y-yes!” He whined covering his mouth just as you smacked his ass.

You smiled brightly your nervousness fading as you let go of his hair grabbing the pillow in front of him and placing it by his head. You slowly slide your hand on his butt up to his waist then bringing it to his mouth. “Open.” He listened opening his mouth as you slide your finger in turning his head by his hair so he looked at you while gently sucking your finger. You smiled at him rubbing his head. “Good boy.” His eyebrows were knitted together his eyes were already shiny. “Do you want me to touch you, Pedro? Have you… Every thought about me touching you? Be honest.” You spoke pulling your finger out his mouth so he could speak. He caught his breath panting quietly before nodding slowly. You blinked. “R-really tell me about it.” You spoke shifting your gaze to look down his body and seeing his bulge in his PJs. “I-I think about that after I catch you staring at me. I always want you to just…come up and hug me.” He whispered looking at your face as your eyes came back up to meet his. “That’s how you think about me touching you? You’re cute Pedro, but I meant like this.” You said running your hand down his chest to the top of his PJs gently sliding your fingertips under the hem of them making his breath hitch. “You get what I’m saying now?”

He nodded quickly. “S-sweetie i-i …I can’t do this! I haven’t done anything like this in so long.” He moaned nervously. You pouted rubbing his head. “Yes, you can. It’s okay.” You whispered. “I know you wanna do this, So tell me, Have you ever thought about me touching you, here.” You moved your hand down further into his pants cupping his bugle over his underwear. He jerked in your hand squeezing his eyes shut and then opening them. “I thought about it!” He whined out feeling your hand slowly moving up and down. “Come on Pedro. tell me about it. Then maybe I can do it for you.” You spoke softly. He nodded quickly “O-okay...I thought about you coming into my room... Kinda like how this started.” He chuckled softly “And uh you ask me if you could…make me cum, cause you love me so much. I always see the way you look at me y/n… I can’t help but think plenty of things sometimes.” He uttered softly. You giggled “And I thought I wasn’t being obvious.” You looked down at your hand in his pants. “Well, Pedro. I wanna make you cum.” You leaned down whispering in his ear. “Please, baby.” He whimpered thrusting against your hand.

You giggled pulling your hand out his pants and making him lay on his back grabbing the hem of his PJs and pulling them down so he was only in boxers. You paused a moment before flicking his hard dick. “Agh!” He groaned looking down at his bulge and then back to your eyes .“W-why?” “Sorry l couldn’t help it.” You giggled looking at his chest bringing your other hand to his nipple and flicking it. “Baby…please just start touching what matters.” He whined. You giggled “Slow down Pedro. You really haven’t been touched in a while Huh? But you're so handsome I can’t believe it.” You pouted flicking his other nipple your hand grabbing the hem of his boxers. He shook his head gulping “Y-you are the first person to touch me like this in months.” He whispered his face fading to a slightly red color. You giggled giving his nipple a harsh flick.

He thrusted up his hand gripping the sheets beside him. You looked away from him to his boxer, pulling them down completely to reveal his precum leaking dick. You blinked tilting your head “Wow.” The way you were looking at his dick made him even more nervous and embarrassed as he brought a hand to cover his red face. You looked at him. “Put your hand down slut.” You spoke harshly and he quickly listened “I-I’m sorry sweetie.” “Good boy, I wanna see your handsome face.” He nodded looking at you with pleading eyes. “Please touch me. Please.” You smiled bringing your hand to only gently touch a finger to his tip still rubbing over his stiff nipple. “Y/n...I can’t..please..” He grunted squirming up for more friction. You chuckled “You’re so cute I just wanna mess with you a little.” You spoke. “But fine, since you said please, I’ll touch your useless cock.” His dick twitched at your words making him whimper covering his mouth but quickly bringing his hand back down. “Oh… you like that?” You whispered wrapping your hand around him fully his precum making it easy to slowly start pumping him. He nodded shyly panting under his breath.

You abused his sensitive nipples switching between them while your other hand started working faster. “I’ll probably cum quick y/n!” You nodded pinching his tip before starting to go fast again “I know, you're not used to anybody touching your worthless dick. But I’ll touch it from now on.” “Y-yes!” He groaned his head falling to the side with his eyes closed low moans escaping his lips. Your smile radiated before moving your hand back up to his tip quickly stroking just his head as his legs twisted on top of each other. “S-sweetheart…” You hummed and kept doing that till his eyes shoot open. “Baby! I’m gonna cum!” He jerked with a low voice. “Just give me a minute..” He spoke shakily reaching to grab his stomach. You knew he wanted you to stop or at least slow down but you didn’t, keeping your pace brutal pace rubbing his tip and nipples. “Y/n... F-fuck please… slow dow-agh!...” He moaned out bringing his hand to cover his mouth just as his orgasm broke through him. His legs bent and twitched up, cum leaking out his dick down your fist and pooling at his pubic area. You watched in awe as his dick twitched in your fist. And listened to how he moaned loudly into his hand.

He panted looking at you his cheeks red and his eyes glossy moving his hand down to rub his stomach. “Gosh, I-I’m so embarrassed.” He chuckled softly his dick starting to slowly stop twitching. “You must have been pimped up. There’s so much.” He nodded slowly “Thank you for helping me, sweetie.” You smiled at him pulling your hand off his dick and bringing it to his lips. He frowned and looked at your cum covered hand then back to you. “I’ve uh never done that before.” He whispered. “Open your mouth, Pedro.” He swallowed and nodded quickly opening his mouth and letting you slide your fingers into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around tasting his cum. You watched him closely licking your lips giving him time to clean them fully before sliding them out with a plop and slapping his face lightly. You looked back down at his dick still hard tilting your head. “It’ll uh.. go down soon.” He smiled licking his lip. “I want to taste your cum too..” You hummed. “Sit up.” He blinked but listened quickly sitting up and sitting on the edge of the bed looking at you as you got off the bed and walked in front of him. “Can you cum again? In my mouth this time?” You spoke with a smile. “I can, baby.” He nodded quickly taking his hand and wrapping it around his sensitive dick whimpering in pain.

You giggled at his scrunched-up face as he started moving his hand up and down wasting no time going quickly. You blinked and then smiled before grabbing his wrist. “Slowly first Pedro.” You spoke moving his wrist up and down slowly. He nodded “R-right.” He uttered looking down at your face, your eyes staring at him like you always like you just want to tear him apart and eat him. Looking at your face quickly turned his sensitivity to pleasure working his cock barely faster. You stuck your tongue out keeping strong eye contact. He reached out with his free hand rubbing your face with frowned eyebrows slowly putting his thumb on your tongue. You giggled raising and eyebrows starting to suck on his thumb swirling your tongue over the tip of it. “Oh, baby…” He groaned closing his eyes before opening them slightly trying to keep watching you. He wanted to hold off but he felt the knot in his stomach daring to break and he knew he couldn't much longer. “I-I need to cum again sweetie… I-I’m sorry…”

You popped off his thumb bringing your hand to hold his. “Already? Your cock is hopeless.” He nodded quickly. “You’re right! I’m sorry! Stick your tongue out, please! Fuck…” He sobbed out as you wasted no time sticking your tongue out. He let go of his dick sitting up more and pressing the head on your tongue rubbing back and forth until his orgasm started ripping through him sending a loud yelp out of him. He brought his hand to cover his mouth while you wrapped your mouth around his tip his hips thrusting up his cum further down your throat. Your eyebrows threaded together at the taste since it was your first time tasting cum, you were simply just happy it was Pedro. You let him finish his high sucking on his tip before pulling away when you felt his dick stop twitching. “Mmm, taste good.” You giggled taking a moment to swallow all his cum. He panted closing his eyes before letting his body fall back on the bed.

“I can’t believe this happened.” He whispered sitting back up. “We.. uh can’t ever let my daughter find out this happened.” He looked over his shoulder to the clock behind him and then back to you. “I should start cooking.” You nodded “of course, I promise she won’t find out this happened.” You smiled leaning to his face and kissing him. He kissed back groaning a little as the kiss deepened his hand grabbing onto your waist trying to pull you onto his lap. You smiled into the kiss pulling away. “Let’s do this again.” You smiled pecking his cheek before backing out of his touch and walking towards his door.

“I’ll see you at breakfast.” He smiled watching. You nodded. “See you at breakfast Pedro.” You spoke walking out of his room closing the door behind you and jumping happily trying to contain your squeaks. When you walked back over to (friend's name) door and opened she was just waking up rubbing her eyes. You took a deep breath and walked in a sitting on her bed. "Where did you go? is breakfast ready?" You swallowed. "Just to the bathroom, it should be ready soon." You spoke with a smile.

#dom!reader #sub!pedropascal #pedro pascal smut #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal x you #daddy Pedro #pedro pascal fic #pedro pascal fanfiction #pedro pascal x reader smut

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celestialseawitch-ff · 10 months ago

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🌹

May stepped through the door and almost cried out at the sight of Peter alive and well in a hospital bed with Tony at his side. They were cuddled together on the hospital bed, Peter tucked into Tony’s side. His torso was wrapped in bandages. Tony had a few cuts on his face. His arm was in a sling.

They both looked up and two matching sets of big brown eyes immediately met her own.

“Oh my god,” May gasped. She raced to the bed as Benji squealed for his daddy. May all but tossed Benji into Tony’s lap as she pulled Peter into her arms.

“Is that a baby-? Oh! Hi, May. I’m okay. I swear, I’m okay.”

“You look like a mummy.” She pressed a kiss to his head and then another and another. “Oh my god, sweetie. I love you. I love you so much.”

Peter clung to her a bit. “It’s really- five years?”

May pulled back fractionally. She smoothed his curls down. “Hi, honey.”

“Hi.” He glanced at Benji and back. “Did you have a baby?”

Tony turned Benji on his lap to face Peter. “This is your brother, Benji. Benji, this is Peter. Can you say Peter?”

“Pee!”

Tony turned to Peter. “Tough luck, kid. You’re Pee now.”

Peter tilted his head as he studied the baby. He turned to Tony and then to May. “Oh my god,” he breathed. “Oh my god.”

“He conned me into marrying him,” May said.

“Because I’m a genius,” Tony scoffed.

“And he got me pregnant so I couldn’t run away.”

“Genius.”

“Oh my god,” Peter said again. He stared at the baby with wide eyes. “Uh, hi? Benji?”

“Short for Benjamin.”

Peter’s face softened. “That’s nice.”

“We thought so,” Tony agreed.

#i'm such a fan of this ship #there needs to be more of it in the world #may parker x tony stark #may/tony #peter parker #may parker #tony stark #iron dad #irondad and spiderson #spider son #inifity war #end game #mcu

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nkirukaj · 7 days ago

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Deerly Beloved (19)

Pairing: Alastor x Fem! OC

Warnings: Swearing

Genre: Fluff (& Humor!)

Word Count: 1.5K

19. Momma

Willie was quite surprised when she was called and invited over to the Hotel. She had accepted Voe’s apology, but she had definitely thought that would be the last time oshe saw the inside of the Hotel. She was greeted by Voe and Alastor and ushered into the parlor, where the kids were playing.

“Look who it is,” Voe tells them

“Willie!” they run to her and hug her legs

“Hey, you two!” she hugs them back. They show her to a seat in the parlor and have her sit down, Willie looks between Voe and Alastor “Are you two about to ask me for a threesome? Because that’s how it’s feeling right now,”

Voe laughs “No of course not! I suggested it,”

“And I said absolutely not,” Alastor added

“Okay, so why invite me here?”

“My dear wife was hoping that you would want to be her friend, despite how cruelly she treated you,”

Willie looks over to Voe.

“I couldn’t help but be jealous, I mean, not only were you close with my husband, but with my kids too. I felt like I was being replaced.”

“You don’t have to apologize again,” Willie assured her

“Oh, I’m not. This isn’t an apology, it’s just me explaining my feelings,” she folds her hands on top of her lap “I just thought that maybe you could help me,”

“With what?”

She points to her children, “They’ve started listening to me, and I even caught a few milestones. Can you believe I got Vernie to actually pee in the toilet?” She squeals in excitement and then calms herself down “But Aly is much more rebellious. She won’t even call me Momma yet,”

“She’s petty, and a daddy’s girl,” Willie side-eyes Alastor who looks as innocent as he can look

“That I know. ‘Dada’ seems to be her favorite word, but she refuses to call me Momma. Not that she doesn’t know the word because I’ve heard her say it, but never towards me,”

“Maybe you two haven't connected the way that you and Vernie have. Did you and Vernie have a special moment that Aly wasn’t there for?”

Voe sat and thought about when Vernie called her Momma for the first time and how Aly was not present for that moment “Actually yes, we had ourselves a little conversation about my two-year absence,”

Willie raises her hands. “Maybe Aly hasn’t forgiven you for leaving. Have you ever apologized to her?”

Voe sits and thinks about all the moments that she’d spent trying to make the two of them accept her as their mother; she didn’t even consider apologizing. She just assumed they were to really process the fact that she had been gone and only understood that she wasn’t there. Those are two very different concepts, Voe thought, nodding her head. “So what should I do?”

“Maybe start by apologizing?”

Voe stepped inside the twin’s room later that night, Vernie reaching up for her

“Momma!” he opens and closes his little finger

Voe bends down and cups his chin. “Hi, baby,” she says, turning to Aly, who is just staring at her. Hi, sweetie,” she says to the little girl. Aly blinks at her and looks toward Vernie.

Vernie points toward Voe and says “Momma,”

Aly slouches and exhales dramatically. Voe reaches for her and picks her up “Hi baby, I’m sorry for being gone for so long and leaving you without a mother, I promise I love you more than anyone or anything,”

“Momma?” Vernie

“Both of you. I love both of you more than anything or anyone.” she turns to Aly, “Will you please forgive me?”

Alyson pauses and pouts “Okay, I guess,”

“Thank you. I love you. And you can take your time; I’m not going to force you into something that you’re not comfortable with okay?”

“Okay, put me down,”

“Oh, okay,” Voe kisses her forehead and puts her back in her cot, she kisses Vernie on the forehead as well and tucks them in. Standing over them and watching them, she felt compelled to sing for her beautiful babies. Those amazing little souls that she had created, she was overcome with love, a love that didn’t compare to anything she’d ever felt before. “You are safe with me,” she sang at a low volume “You are my brand new dream,” she turned off the light and left her children to rest.

Back in the parlor, Alastor waits for his wife to return. When she does, he comes up behind her and wraps his arms around her body, nuzzling his nose into her hair.

“Oh!” she exclaimed “Whatever is this for?”

“Just because I love you,” he whispers, dropping his radio effect

She spins around “Oh really? Where is the Radio Demon that I fell in love with?”

Alastor raises his eyebrow “Right here. Please make no mistake, I will destroy anyone that hurts you or disrespects me,”

“I thought you gave up killing,”

“I must admit that I went back on that vow when you were taken from me,”

She looks up at him with a smirk “That’s the Alastor I know,”

“You’re not disappointed in me?”

Voe shakes her head “Not at all, I like it when you kill,” she bites her lip

“Oh? Maybe you do belong down here,” he smirks back at her

Voe shrugs “Once a bad girl, always a bad girl,”

“And what happens when the angels come back for you? Hmm?”

“I will always choose you,” she cups his face gently “You are my true Heaven,”

Alastor grins, wraps his arm around her waist, and takes her hand. He begins to play music from his cane and twirls her until she finds her proper footing. They dance, gazing into each other eyes. All the moments that led to this one, all the arguments, the fights, the misunderstandings, none of them mattered in this moment. Maybe neither of them was the perfect person they sometimes pretended to be, but all that mattered was that they were perfect for each other, no matter how different. This was their moment, and no one could take it from them.

The next day, the whole gang sat in front of the television, though they weren’t paying attention to the screen. It was a nice, quiet morning when a loud blast came through the doors, accompanied by a bright white light.

“Oh my gosh, what is that?” Charlie asked

Voe and Alastor look at each other, knowing exactly what it is. “Mom, May, they’re here for us,”

Lucifer grabs Voe’s arm “Be careful,” he tells her

She smiles at him “I got this,”

The three women exit the hotel and are faced with Emily and Troy. Emily has a somber look on her face and opens her mouth to speak

“Vera, I have some grave news for you-“

“Emily, let me go first. I know that Heaven is supposed to be the greatest and most perfect afterlife, but it wouldn’t be perfect without my family. Yes, I love my mother, and I’ve grown to love May, but the family I chose is just as, maybe even more important as them, so I cannot accept your offer to return to Heaven, I’m going to stay here, and I am willing for fight for that right.”

Troy butts in “Fortunately for you, you don’t have to make that choice, as you are no longer allowed back in Heaven,”

Voe tilts her head “Wait what? Why not?”

“You peer pressured a seraphim and kidnapped two angels,”

Voe blinks “Abducted,”

“Despite the terminology, those are punishable offenses. We are here to collect Miss Daphne and Miss May. Oh, and to do this,” he snaps, and Voe’s halo disappears. She reaches up into the empty space where it used to be.

“I am so proud of you Vera,” Daphne turns to her daughter “You’ve really grown up and I am truly proud to have you as a daughter, as my daughter. I finally understand you, and I love you all the more for it. I’m going to miss you,” Daphne hugs her daughter

“I love you too, Mom,” Voe tears up, and with that, Daphne steps into the portal, never to be seen again

May approaches Voe and grabs her by the hands “Tell Alastor that he has grown into a fine young man.”

Voe sniffles “I will,”

“It should mean a lot…coming from his mother,” she winks before stepping inside the portal

Voe stands with her mouth agape, how long had she known? How had she figured it out? Voe walked back into the Hotel to find the gang staring at her.

“Well?” Angel asked, “What happened?”

“They’re gone,” Voe told them “Forever. Alastor,” she called for her husband, “Your mother says you are a fine young man,” she smiled “And I think she knows you’re her son,”

Alastor’s eyes widen with shock and curiosity, but he doesn’t say anything in response. Voe feels a pulling on her pants lag and looks down

“Momma?” Aly stared up at Voe and reached up. Voe picks her up with a huge smile on her face.

About a week or so later, a knock on the door startled Voe when she was in the kitchen cooking.

“Is someone going to get that? No?” she rolled up her sleeves and covered the pot she was cooking with, approaching the door, only slightly irritated when she opened it “Oh, hi Rosie, to what do we owe the honor?”

The Overlord brandishes a huge grin “Hello dear, may I speak to Alastor?”

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MISS CURTINS AKA DAPH-Y BOO POOKIE SHMOOKIE i just read your jjk men in a cafe fic and let me tell you I've been loving that writing format. but ANYHOOO ON TOPIC OF THE REAL DEAL

choso's.....i feel like u are spying on me because literally all of those incidents have happened to me. i don't go to starbucks or other cafe's often (not like other boys) but when i do i don't even have the balls to try anything that isn't a cold coffee because WHY ARE THERE SM OPTIONS LOL?? like i had a matcha thing once when i went to delhi to meet a friend and she ordered it for me and that was nice but apart from that......

AND THE WOBBLY TABLE HAD ME SCREAMING BECAUSE GIRL ME TOO !!!! i genuinely have such shit luck with tables (academically and even in public settings can you IMAGINE) and i think they should dedicate tissue boxes to my name the way i hoard them and stuff them underneath the table leg/s..... no but the way you wrote choso's was so sweet he's deffo the type of man who 100000%%%% respects people who work in the service sector, i feel like he'd ask them "how's your day" back YKKKK HE'S JUST A SWEETIE PIE AND HE FEELS (and it is!!) THAT IT'S NORMAL TO ASK OTHER PEOPLE QUESTIONS LIKE THAT REGARDLESS OF THEIR OCCUPATION <333 i feel like he'd probably start convos out of curiosity with people on the bus as well....like can you imagine him chatting up a pregnant lady with such genuine curiosity and innocence. like what do you mean kids come from your stomach/from where you pee 😭😭😭😭????

the rest of the boys....all i'm gonna say is i need a man like nanami who's so put together but the minute table 15 is having a conversation with voices that are a tad bit too raised, we're leaning in, rubbing our hands together even, and discussing it. and geto's the type of dude you'd tell to stfu on your date because he's busy relating coffee to the political economical state of the world rn. h's lucky he's pretty so i can just stare at him and not listen to a word of what he's saying.

deffo feel like sukuna would eye my tea and the minute i offer a sip to him he finishes the whole thing. but you know what, that is fine. because that man is my husband. i need a whole analysis on this man in a cafe because i feel like even though he's probably commanded a court during his time (ok oldie) he has ZERO SOCIAL DECORUM IN PUBLIC LOL.

and toji and me.......😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈 I'm about to push bro into that wall rq (I AM NOT I AM A GOD FEARING CHILD OF GOD)

thank u for indulging in my brain worms slash ramble slash whatever this is....i hope ur exam went well bby 😢💕

THIS ASKKKKK i went and sat down again to read it properly i love receiving it, its like a letter

but we are literally the same because i show up to cafes with one (1) standard order and then i chicken out each time anyway and i panic when i get to the front and motormouth some shit that i didn't even want 😭 i tried like matcha but it's just not meant to be for me. but u are sooooo right in how choso is literally 100% just nice and normal and sweet to people (mind you, in jjk the bar is on the floor bc we have some real demons)

also loser!geto is so special to me. like he's my favourite character in the entire series but he's just soo fun to imagine as kind of...annoying. if a man is gorgeous and powerful and a tad villainous, there has to be something silly and wrong with him just a bit

i'm sooo a coffee person > tea but i just know sukuna's old ass loves a good selection of grean teas...i will def make more sukuna headcanons of him doing regular stuff in every day life 😭

also!! i lovedddd writing toji's bc we know he's a bit of a loser and a bit of a villain but its soo fun to give him some nuance and grace because i know he has good traits (like trust, i know him personally) and he's probably the type who pretends to hate kids but secretly tries to make them laugh and gets mad when he's caught

#— answered !#10/10 ask!!!!#✉️ kashika

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lemonbalmgirl · 2 years ago

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I'm on day 7 of 8 of this pet-sitting job and I've definitely that wall of being ready to be back in my own environment.

I both love & hate gigs like this: they're easy in terms of work - I'm just hanging out with pets 24/7 and making sure their needs are met, but I'm also such a homebody that the novelty of being in a different space wears off after a couple days and I miss my own routines & environment. (AND MY CAT.)

I always want/try to get projects done when pet-sitting, since theoretically I'm away from a bunch of distractions, but I forget how much messing with my routine or sleep inhibits by ability to have focus/energy/fucks.

Superfluous pet info under the cut.

Luck Boy is some sort of Chihuahua mix (maybe with Pomeranian?) and is a sweet boy. Sometimes be gets grumpy and growls at Jynx, but that seems to really be the only issue? (I was warned that they sometimes get into spats, but that hasn't happened yet.) He reminds me of both my late dogchild, Ziggy, and my late proxy doggo, Ginger. I basically want to scoop him up and snuggle him, but the dogs aren't allowed on furniture. :(

Jynx is...more of a handful. He's an Australian shepherd & he's deaf. He also needs to be helped up and down the stairs to the backyard. When I arrived at the house last Thursday, the dogs were hanging out in the yard, which was fine. Until I realized that Jynx was afraid of me and wouldn't let me get close to him (or help him back into the house). Eventually, after giving him a bunch of treats and leaving the house for a bit, it was time for dinner and he powered up the stairs himself in search of food.

My client had purchased a sling to help me get Jynx up and down the stairs, but it quickly became apparent that he had no clue what it was for. So, I ended up carrying him up & down the steps, same as his mom does, which luckily he was absolutely fine with after I gave him dinner that first night and gained his trust. (He also gets allergy pills daily, but easily takes them with peanut butter.)

Both dogs are older & rescues. And...pee. A lot. Some of this is also marking when they get excited about stuff outside (there are certain window shades I have to close before leaving the house, or the rate of marking would be much higher). So, when I get home from somewhere or get up in the morning, I have to go around looking for wet spots on the wooden floor. (I don't think I find all of them, though.)

Boomer is the aging tuxedo cat who keeps dropping weight. He's a sweetie and tolerates me picking him up. He gets two medications daily via an oral syringe, but it mostly goes easily (today was the first day I didn't get all of a med into him). He gets fed separately from the other cat so that he has a chance to eat as much as he wants, in hopes that he'll keep weight on. He stares at you when he's hungry and has a big meow (hence his name). He curls up on the living room chairs at night and I've gotten him to purr several times.

Mexico is the other cat - she's much younger and is a slightly chonky, long-haired beast. My client called her an emotional eater, and she's readjusting to living here after living with the client's son for a while. She's very food-motivated and likes attention.

Basically, it's a lot of critters in a house that's way fancier (and cleaner) than mine. I perpetually feel like I'm probably doing something wrong because I haven't really seen how my client lives day-to-day or what her basic house procedures are.

There's a house-cleaner than comes on Thursday mornings, so I'll need to remember to move all of my stuff down to the basement (where the guest room is) before they arrive. And I'll probably hide down there until they're gone.

Also, random, but I get confused when houses don't have screen doors? Is that something you just don't bother with when you can afford to run A/C all the time?

#personal #pet-sitting

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buckyalpine · 2 years ago

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Heeey sweetie ! I hope you’re well !! I always look forward to your posts and check your page daily for updates ! Your writing is incredible and always leaves me with butterflies in my stomach !! I wanted to leave a request if that’s okay ! I was thinking about mob Bucky with grumpy-sunshine trope !? Bucky being the grumpiest little shit ! He’s arrogant and stares too much . But then he meets this ray of sunshine and she’s the only one to get him soft ! She’s the only one that can coax a smile out of him ! Gives her the gentlest touches and sweetest kisses ! He’s proud to have her next to him and loves how much smaller she looks compared to his massive size . Even tho he’s dominant in bed , he’s still careful and considerate with her ! Fluffy fluff with a big intimidating man

YESS Omg i love this so much its adorable. (18+, cause there’s fluffy fluff but also smutty smut)

Disclaimer: I love fics where Bucky loves his much smaller reader compared to his larger size but I do my best to not describe the readers size too much because I want anyone to be able to imagine themselves in my fics. When I write, Bucky is obsessed over how he can just easily scoop you up into his arms and toss you over his shoulder effortlessly.

First time meeting you I just imagine you both meet in the most wholesome way as well. He's truly the grumpiest shit anyone's ever met. Arrogant and cocky but he’s earned his reputation so no one dares question it. That being said, he has some principals, one of them being that family always comes first. He takes that very seriously. That's why he's out and about, looking for a present for Sam’s daughter’s birthday, hand picked himself (and by present, we’re talking presents plural, he already bought her a custom gold engraved locket and an Hermes baby blanket, no godchild of his would get any less).

Still, he wanted to give her more, wandering into a little book shop at the corner of the street that appeared to be empty. His men stood outside the door while he scanned the shelfs, huffing in frustration because there were so many choices and it would have been easier to just buy the all the books. He picked up a book and set it down, the store probably wouldn’t cost too much-

"Can I help you?"

A sweet voice called him from behind and Bucky was ready to give the person hell, he hated sales people. Most people. Honestly all people. Except Steve. He'd maybe pee on Sam if he was on fire but that was as far as his love for him went. (its all a front, he loves Sam).

He turned around, about to tell whoever it was, to fuck off, blinking instead when he came face to face with you. You smiled up at him, eyes twinkling, setting down the pile of books you had in your arms to look at the shelf he was browsing.

“What age group are you looking for?”

Bucky hardly registered your words, staring at what looked like the human form of a cute little garden fairy straight out of a fairytale. You were in a blush pink sundress, covered in tiny flowers, standing on your tippy toes trying to reach the books higher on the shelf. Garden fairy, what the fuck was wrong with him, he shook his head trying to regain his train of thought.

“Uh- a baby?” Bucky didn’t know what to do with himself, most people took his staring as a sign to go away but you seemed unbothered.

"Oh! Come with me, there’s a great section at the back, I’ll show you!” You happily led the 6′4 mob boss to the kids corner at the back of the store, colorful drawings, plush rugs and little bean bags covered the area.

“Any of these would be great for a little one” You pointed to the shelves that were low to the ground, pulling out a few and handing them to him “let me know if you see anything you like” with that, you went back to putting books away. You returned a few minutes later, biting back a smile, looking at the tall man covered head to toe in dark ink, diligently reading through one of the books you handed to him.

"You look so cute" You giggled, looking at Bucky sitting on one of the tiny chairs, his long legs sprawled out in front of him.

"Cute?" Bucky had never been more insulted in his life, of all things to describe him, how dare you tell him he looked cute.

“Of course” You grinned as you walked over and sat down beside him. The gentle sweet scent of your perfume evaded his senses, his heart jumped when he felt your warm hand brush against his. Bucky didn’t know why his heart was racing, he didn’t like it. His brows furrowed, trying to stop the blush that spread across his face when he saw your smile.

“Do you like that one?” Bucky nodded, looking at the cover of the book; two bears sitting together looking at the moon. “I love you to the moon and back, its such a sweet book, I would have picked this one too”

Bucky nodded again, not trusting himself to speak around you. You took the book to the front to check him out. After he paid, you placed a little brown bear that matched the ones on the book cover in the bag as well. Bucky cocked his head confusedly, reaching for his wallet again.

“How much?”

“Just take it as part of the gift” You smiled, tying a ribbon around the handles of the bag. “I’m sure they’ll love it. Have a good day!” You gave him a little wave as he walked out, turning back to your books, while Bucky felt his insides melt.

The pretty girl at the book store thinks I’m cute.

Bucky slid into his SUV, the corner of his lips twitching, his cheeks dusted pink. You thought he was cute. Cute. He continued to bite his bottom lip, fighting with his face muscles to keep from smiling, failing miserably instead.

“Is he having a stroke”

Sam whispered, staring at Bucky through the rearview mirror while he sat at the front with Steve. Bucky’s face continued to twitch, trying to keep his classic scowl on his lips.

“I think he’s smiling” snorted, cocking an eyebrow watching Bucky carefully inspect the little brown bear you put in the bag.

“He knows how to smile?”

“You good punk?” Steve called out, smirking when Bucky stuffed the bear back in the bag, pretending he wasn’t giving it heart eyes while thinking about you. “You looked real cozy talking to the girl at that the bookstore”

“Shut up” He ignored his two friends snickering, throwing them a growl before thinking about you again.

She thinks I’m cute.

After that meeting, imagine Bucky finds himself going back for more and more books; he doesn’t even have time to read but he can’t help it. Every time he steps into your bookstore, its like sliding into a comfy blanket. He’s addicted to your sweet smile; your always there with a new book for him to read. He can’t help but smile every time he sees you flit around the shelves, he felt like he was living in his own fairytale.

The first kiss

Bucky watched you huff in frustration, trying to put a book back on the shelf but it was too high for you to reach.

“Um-could-would you please help me put this back?” You asked shyly, while Bucky smiled, nodding and coming up behind you, his hand gently holding your waist, placing the book on top with ease. His tall form towered over you, his chest brushing against your as you turned and looked up at him.

“Th-thank you” you whispered, your eyes flicking from his blue eyes to his pink lips. His lips were curved in a soft smile that gave you butterflies; it wasn’t often that you saw him smile but it seemed he did it whenever he was close to you.

“You look handsome when you smile” You squeaked, slapping your hand over your mouth as soon as the words slipped through. Bucky bit his lip, while you looked away embarrassed you had said that out loud. “Sorry I didn’t mean-”

You gasped, feeling him pull you closer, his hand gently tilting your chin up to look at him. His head dipped down slightly and you felt your body moving on its own, standing on your tippy toes to be closer to him.

“Can I kiss you?” He whispered, his nose nudging against yours. You nod, letting out a shuddered breath as his hand cupped your cheek, pressing his lips sweetly to yours. You hesitantly moved your arms to wrap around his shoulders, melting into his touch.

You didn’t know how much time had passed, staying tucked in his arms, having waited ages for him to finally make a move. When he finally has to leave, he comes running back in mere seconds later.

“Did you forget something?”

Bucky nodded, his hands wrapping around you waist, pulling you close to him again, his lips kissing you softly as ever.

“I wanted another kiss”

That kiss turned into lots of kisses. Lingering hugs. When he finally brings you to his home, he keeps you his little secret for a while so he can enjoy your company. You bring out a softness in him he didn’t know was possible; soft fluffy dates with him cooking for you, or going on evening strolls. You’re his everything, he loves seeing his little garden fairy comfy in his home. You made everything warmer; the soft scent of candles always traveled down the halls; sweet baked goodies were always ready in the kitchen. Sam and Steve were definitely not complaining, pretending they didn’t notice Bucky’s classic grumpy face now also came with a cute little blush on his cheeks.

The first time they meet you

Imagine Bucky’s team finally find the mole they’d been hunting for months. They’re all riled up, throwing him into the van, threatening him within an inch of his life. They know Bucky likes to take care of business himself but it doesn’t stop them from warning him about the pure wrath he’s going to face.

“You’re fucked”

“You thought we were bad? You’re gonna wish your mom swallowed you”

They drag him up the steps, bursting into his office, expecting Bucky to be waiting there with his knife twirling between his fingers.

Instead...

Bucky’s men all stared at each other before looking at the sweet thing that was sitting in their bosses lap, feeding him pastries. Bucky grinned like a love struck puppy, cradling you to his chest while he sat on his office chair, moaning at the sweet caramel melting on his tongue. The last thing they expected to see was a delicate thing like you cuddled up with who they thought was a blood thirsty gang leader.

Sam snorted, shaking his head, watching Bucky ignore the rest of them, his eyes still trained on you, peppering kisses onto your cheek.

“Motherfucker, are you eating butter tarts right now?”

“They taste good” Bucky shrugged, giving you one final sweet kiss to your lips before looking up at his team.

“Why don’t you wait for me in my room, I’ll be there soon” Bucky pressed a soft kiss onto your temple, helping you off his lap. You smiled, brushing some of his hair back, kissing his forehead.

“Come soon bubba” Your bare feet padded through his office, giving the towering men a quick wave as you passed them “Hi Sam, Hi Steve!”

Sam blinked, before grinning and giving you a friendly wave back.

“She is adorable, fucks she doing with you”

“Shut the fuck up bird brain” Bucky panned, a growl emitting from his chest, as he rounded the table, his previous soft demeanor dropping as soon as his eyes landed on the mole. “Have Steve keep him quiet, my angel doesn’t have to hear this shit”

After Bucky’s men saw how soft he was for you, you become their secret weapon. You’re always there to soften the blow they’d face, making him smile even when delivering the worst news.

“Boss, the deliveries were seized” Peter trembles at the door, while Bucky’s nostrils flare, he’s about to tell everyone off, but his anger dissipates as soon as your head pops into the room.

“Bucky, come cuddle?” You push past the men, your hands draping around his shoulders.

“They put you up to this, didn’t they?” Bucky snorted, rubbing his temples, melting as soon as you crawled into his lap. You giggled innocently, kissing his scruffy cheek while he lifted you into his arms, carrying you over to his room.

“Hmm, they’re lucky you’re so sweet babygirl”

The first time

For months, Bucky didn’t do anything more than give you soft kisses, hugs and cuddles. He wanted you, he needed you in a way he never thought was possible, but he didn’t want to rush anything. You were special and if he was going to be intimate with you, it’d be whenever you were ready.

He never wanted to pressure you into anything, but you reassured him you wanted this. Bucky swallowed thickly, looking at your smaller form curled up against his bed waiting for him. You looked so sweet and delicate, wearing just one of his shirts, nervously fidgeting with your hands while he crawled up the bed to you.

“Are you sure about this prinţesă?” He kissed your knee, gently stroking your cheek with his thumb; you felt your face heat up and the name he had for you, nodding without meeting his eyes. “Look at me baby” He tilted your chin to meet his gaze, “I won’t be upset if you want to wait”

You knew he meant it. Not once had he ever made you feel like doing something you didn’t want. His sweetness only made you want him more.

“I want this, I-I want you” you whispered, moaning softly when his lips pressed against yours. He kissed you softly, his hand moving to your waist to lay you down against the pillows. He was on top of you, nipping your jaw, peppering kisses down your neck, his hand caressing the side of your thigh.

Being with you was different.

He natural instinct had always been rough and fast; clothes torn, no build up.

He didn’t want that with his pretty doll. Yet.

He slowly undressed you, pulling your shirt over your head, leaving you bare underneath him. He continued to kiss you while still being fully dressed, chuckling when he felt you squirm under him.

“What is it baby?” He cocked his head, picking up on what you wanted when you fiddled with the buttons on his shirt but he didn’t want to give in, enjoying your flustered state.

“I-um” You fisted his shirt, burning under his gaze, “Take it off”

“Take what off?” He cocked his eyebrow, a smirk dancing on his pretty lips.

“Ugh, I want to see you naked Bucky” You pouted, burying your face into his neck while he grinned, bringing your hands to unbutton his shirt.

“Whatever my babydoll wants, go ahead prinţesă, m’all yours” You squeaked when he pulled you and rolled over so you were straddled on top of him, his hands stroking your bare waist and thighs.

“Want you to take it off babygirl” He couldn't take his eyes off you as you shakily undid his tie, moving to his buttons next. As soon as his shirt was off, you managed to unbuckle his belt and tug off his pants. You blinked at his thick cock straining against his briefs.

Bucky brought his fingers to rub though your soaked folds, groaning at the slick that easily coated his fingers.

“Will you let me taste you?”

“I-no one’s ever-

“I’ll be gentle baby, promise it’ll feel good” Bucky laid you on your back as he worshipped your body, trailing kisses down your skin, while you hesitantly parted your legs, his thick, wide shoulders forcing them apart further.

“So pretty baby” Bucky groaned, kissing your clit, his lips sealing around your clit, sucking softly, careful not to apply too much pressure. “You have the sweetest clit doll”

He could feel his cock throb against the mattress at the way your face contorted, soft whine slipping past your lips as you tried to keep your moans down. He pushed a finger in, gently stretching you out, while you started to grow needy, your hips shifting under him. He pulled away, his beard glistening with your arousal, eyes heavy with lust.

“Want to be inside you prinţesă”

You nodded, while he threw his briefs off, his cock standing tall and proud as he hovered above you.

“Bucky, it-it won’t fit” You whispered, watching his thick cock bob between his legs, grazing on your clit.

“We’ll make it fit baby” His hand gently cupped your face, while your legs moved up to hug his waist. “Tell me if its too much and I’ll stop” He moved his cock through your folds, groaning at how you felt on the tip of his cock.

“Ready?” You nodded, gasping feeling his thick blunt tip prod against your soaked entrance.

“Jaames...” You whimpered feeling him stretch you while he kissed your forehead, stopping his movements with just the tip inside you.

“Shhh angel, it’s just me sweet girl” Your body trembled under his, biting down onto his shoulder as he pushed himself further while holding your body close to his. You were still getting used to the burn and stretch of him as he buried himself to the hilt, clinging onto him while he stayed still.

“I know baby” Bucky stroked your forehead, brushing your hair away from your face, kissing your cheeks. He felt a new type of feral, his sweet girl under him, whining and whimpering over his cock, your pussy dripping around him.

“S’too big Bucky” You bit your lip, your pretty doe eyes locked with his.

“My cocks too big for you baby?” Bucky cooed, while you nodded, throbbing at your nails digging into his skin “Your pussy’s too tight, huh angel, you need me to go slow?”

There was something addicting over how hard Bucky was trying to hold back, his brows furrowed, cock already leaking into you. He started off slow, gentle thrusts, letting you adjust, telling you how perfect you were, his hands laced with yours, pinned against the bed.

“Taking my cock like such a good girl baby”

“You know how pretty you look right now doll?”

You felt the burn start to melt, your moans growing louder while he pushed his entire length in and out of you, his bally smacking against your ass.

“M-more Bucky, please?”

Bucky’s breaths grew heavy, feeling his spine tingle already, you had a different affect on him, his cock already throbbing.

“You’re beautiful prinţesă”

“Could make love to you like this for hours my baby”

“Taking me so well babydoll, making my cock throb, you’re so tight”

He craved so much more of your warmth, his pace speeding up, moaning and grunting each time you cried out. He gripped onto the head board as he started to pound you, the sounds of skin slapping carrying through the room.

“F-uck baby, you feel so good” He moaned into your neck, the muscles on his back tensed as he fucked you harder. “Am-am I too rough sweet girl”

“F-feels g-good James” You cried out from under him, your walls starting to flutter as he hit your g-spot. Bucky moaned, his forehead coming down to rest on yours, lips parted and brushing against each other. “Bucky, harder, please”

The sound your moaning his name made him almost cum on the spot.

“Oh fuck don’t stop, tell me it feels good baby, tell me how bad you want it, keep saying my name”

“JAMESS” The headboard practically slammed against the wall as he abandoned all softness, the both of you feral over each other, chasing your highs.

“Tell me how good my cock makes you feel baby” His hand snaked between your bodies, rubbing and teasing your clit, making you nearly sob.

“S’good Bucky, stretching me, I- fuck m’gonna cum!”

“Cum my gorgeous girl, CUM” “JAMES-I-F-FUCK” You clenched around his cock, cumming and squirting around him while he roared, his pace stuttering as he spilled ropes of cum into you. You both held onto each other, moaning and panting as you came down from your orgasm, your body still convulsing feeling his cum drip out of you.

“Fuck I love you” He panted against your skin, pressing sloppy kisses all over your face. He had a goofy grin, sweeping you into his arms to run you a hot bath.

(Which was a waste of time, considering he spent the rest of the night with you, making an utter sticky mess in his bed)

Bonus: The first tattoo (dedicated to you)

Most of Bucky’s body is covered in dark ink, but none of his pieces were done impulsively. Each piece had a meaning behind it, and his latest one was his favorite.

“Close your eyes baby” He picked you up and placed you on his desk, unbuttoning his shirt while you impatiently waited for him to tell you, you could look. “Alright, open”

“A fairy?” You gasped, looking at his newest piece, your fingers gently tracing over his chest. Above his heart, was his latest piece, a little fairy reading a book while sitting on the moon.

“From when I first met you. I thought you were like a little garden fairy” Bucky blushed, kissing your nose. “Could never get enough of you, the only little fairy to think I’m cute”

Tears stung your eyes, sniffling while he wrapped his arms around you. You smiled against his skin, kissing his chest.

“You like it baby?” His thumbs swiped across your cheeks, stroking your hair while you nodded, struggling to formulate words.

“I-I love y-ou” You choked out, hugging him tighter

“I adore you sweet girl, love you to the moon and back”

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mellowsadistic · 2 years ago

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“I don’t want to wear them anymore!” Ella said firmly, trying to sound as mature and assertive as possible, but not quite succeeding at keeping the whiny, childish tone out of her voice. Her boyfriend just smiled.

“Princess, is this all because you had a poo-poo accident the other day?” he asked, making Ella blush and avert her eyes in embarrassment. “I thought so. Sweetie, I know it must be scary to lose control of yourself like that, but that doesn’t mean we’re going to stop your nappy training.”

“But it’s humiliating!”

“That’s the point, silly! The humiliation of being diaper dependent will make sure you never forget your place as my little baby. It’s hard to feel like a big girl when you need Daddy to change your nappies, isn’t it?”

“But it was just a fantasy!” Ella cried. “I know I said I wanted to be incontinent, but I didn’t really want to be stuck in nappies all the time!”

“Little one, that inability to think about the consequences of your actions is one of the reasons you deserve to be back in nappies. Someone as immature as you will be much better off using her pants as her potty. Permanently. I promise you’ll get used to it, my love.”

“No! I’m not going to let it happen!” Ella declared, a mixture of defiance and desperation on her face as she looked up at her boyfriend.

“I think it might be too late for that, sweetheart,” he said kindly, “I think you should give yourself a little nappy check.”

“What? But I haven’t…”

Ella looked down nervously, slipping a thumb into the waistband of her nappy and pulling it out just enough to peek inside. The padding was soaked and yellow, and a strong smell of pee hit her nostrils as she stared down in shock.

“I didn’t even know I was wet,” Ella whispered. The warm, squishy padding had just become so normal that it hadn’t even registered in her mind.

“We’re going to keep going until it’s the same for number two as well,” her boyfriend said, and Ella felt a shiver run down her spine. She couldn’t decide if she was more terrified or turned on. “By the time your training is finished, you won’t even know you’ve messed yourself until I’ve checked your nappy and told you. You’re back in nappies forever, baby girl. You’d better get used to them.”

#mellowsadistic

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faghubby · 11 months ago

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Family

"Paulie how is married life treating you?" Sophia, my mother in law asked me.

"Very well" I stated surprised by the question.

"Good I know Julie works alot. I just want to make sure you're okay with that?" Sophia continued.

"Of course" I had known about Julie's work schedule long before we got married.

"And you are making her home life comfortable?" Sophia asked. I was again confused. Just as Julie came up behind me.

"What are you two gossiping about?" Julie laughed

"I was asking your new husband about how he is adjusting to married life?" Sophia asked.

"He has slid into his role perfectly" Julie said her hand slid over my ass.

"Tell mom how you have excepted your new role, sweety" Julie told me. I looked back at her startled.

"He is going to be shy" Julie smiled. "Paulie here as asked me to keep him in chastity, mom"

I blushed and stared at my shoes, unable to look either in the face.

"Is that true?" Sophia asked excitedly. She leaned in close and whispered in my ear. "Do you wear panties as well?" She giggled. I had never heard Sophia so giddy. I couldn't answer. But I felt Julie's hand reach down the back of my pants and pull up the thong she had made me wear. Sophia peeked behind me. Then kissed my cheek.

"So proud of you glad you agreed to be Julia's house husband" Sophia patted my ass as she went to talk with other son. Who had just arrived. Sophia had never been anything but polite to me now she was down right loving almost.

"You're still blushing" Julie smiled.

"You didn't tell me you where going to tell your mom" I said felling totally embarrassed.

"Paulie I am proud of you, I just want to brag about how wonderful you are" Julie told me.

"Could you please just not tell anyone else" I pleaded.

"Well I can't make any promises, but I won't tell anyone else today" Julie told me. "But it also means you can't fix your panties" Julie smacked my ass. She did pull my shirt down though. We went and enjoyed ourselves mingling with family and friends.

I excused myself to use the bathroom but as I went to close the bathroom door. Sophia grabbed the door and slipped in the bathroom with me before I could close the door.

"Sophia, I um" stuttered.

"Call me mom" Sophia told me. As she stood there. "Go ahead you can pee in front of your mommy" Sophia told me. I just stood there.

"Do you need help?" Sophia asked reaching out to unbuckle my pants.

"I don't think Julie would approve" I stuttered. She put her finger to my lips and pulled my pants down. She ran her hand over the pink satin panties that covered my cage.

"Go ahead" Sophia motioned for me to pee. I pulled my panties down and sat to pee. Sophia watched as I wiped my cage to dry it. I stood and pulled up my panties. As I did Sophia pulled up her dress.

"Show me how well you please my daughter with that tounge of yours." Sophia said. I wasn't sure about this what would Julie think.

"I see Julie likes you shaved smooth" Sophia said as she pushed me to my knees. She pulled her underwear down. I buried my face in her big bushy pussy. She leaned against the wall as I sucked on her encouraged lips. Sophia came hard i had to reach up to keep her from falling over. I stood and held her as she recovered.

"Julie is a very lucky woman' Sophia told me. She fixed herself. Then left me alone. I washed my face and went back out to Julie.

"Mom, says you were naughty" Julie teased. Then she checked my panties I had not pulled them up after u used the bathroom.

"Deals off" she smiled and smacked my ass. I hid the rest of the evening in the kitchen.

"Hey, Paul" Vicky smiled as she came into the kitchen. "Or do you prefer Paula?" She laughed. "I guess I should start thinking of you as my sister in law" she continued.

"Vic, I mean well not like" I didn't know what to say. Vicky just smiled and left. A few minutes later Julie informed me it was time to go. Julie led me around to say our goodbyes. Before she took my hand and led me to the car.

"I am not mad about mom" Julie volunteered as she pulled out of the driveway. "She was very impressed with your oral skills by the way. But I am concerned about your lack of effort in making sure you wore your panties like I told you to."

"What do you think would be a good punishment" Julie asked. I was not sure what she meant by punishment.

"Maybe we should see how you like anal?" Julie said. My eyes went wide she wasn't serious I thought. She pulled in the garage and took my hand she led me to our room. I helped her undress. Julie stood in front of my naked. She turned and started to undress me as well. But she kissed me first on the lips then the neck, chest, abs as she worked herself down she kissed my cage.

"In the closet get the anal training set of plugs." Julie told me. I shivered but did as she said. I returned with the box. Julie applied lube to the smallest plug.

"Here" she handed it to me. I swallowed hard.

"Waiting" Julie said, I reached back and worked the plug into my ass. It took a few minutes before I was able to slide it all in with a grunt.

"I expected a squeel" Julie laughed as she laid back on the bed inviting me between her legs I dropped and licked and sucked her pussy slow and gentile as she licked before she grabbed my hair which was my que to suck, bite and nibbled her hard until she came all over my face.

Afterwards we showered together, she removed my plug. Then had me dress not only in my panties but in a satin nightie as well.

"I am meeting someone after work tomarrow. I won't be to late though" Julie told me. I knew that meant she was meeting another man. She made no secret that she had lovers, but we didn't speak about it like that. It was a meeting, drinks,or a dinner appointment.

In the morning I got up made Julie breakfast, packed her lunch. Did everything I could to make her day easier. I spent my day going to the gym. Cleaning, laundry, and cooking dinner. Julie was late coming home she looked a mess when she walked in. I sat her down and heated up dinner as I rubbed her feet. This was typical of our evenings then cuddled on the couch and watched TV. She showered before bed. Julie almost always slept naked. While I slept usually in just panties( since I leaked sometimes)

Julie had told me from the beginning she had no desire to ever unlock me. And she was serious. Now 5 years later I am still locked. The few times, early on she had unlocked me was to shave or get a smaller cage. But now I had Lazer hair removal and the micro cage it had been two years since I was last unlocked. Julie used humiliating things to punish me. Such as anal training. Or dressing me up as a woman. But mostly I was locked and wore panties serving her. Sophia occasionally had a use for me. In the beginning but she had remarried. Julie didn't hide that I was her bitch often telling not only family and friends but complete strangers as well .

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lovejosephquinn · 2 years ago

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hey. could you maybe write something about joe and reader just having a day off together but the reader woke up feeling a bit weird, having this pain on her lower back and pubic area which she thinks is her period but she doesn't say anything to joe. they go about their day and at one point she collapses and he panics and freaks out even more when he notices she's bleeding. he takes her to the hospital and they find out she was miscarrying, she blames herself but joe comforts her.

Oh my god don't because this is something so personal to me and I'm sure a lot of other people on here.

I got your second ask with what you'd forgot to put and added it in angel, I changed it ever so slightly if you look closely but I hope it's what you wanted x

Thank you for your request sweetie!

Warnings: mentions of miscarriage and discomfort to reader, scared to death puppy dog Joey

Word Count: 1.4k

An Unfortunate Incident.

Read Part 2 ◀

You knew something was off from the moment you opened your eyes, whilst your most perfect boyfriend was still sleeping soundly you got up thinking you needed to use the bathroom really bad. You managed to leave Joe still dead to the world whilst you sat on the toilet, a sharp pain hitting you as you hand was brought straight to hold your lower back. You did your business and wiping yourself had brought a really puzzled look to your face. It's not period time already, is it? You could've sworn you only finished it a couple of weeks ago and you were on a birth control pill. How bizarre. You finished up, grabbed a sanitary towel from the cupboard and sorted yourself out, your periods were usually heavy, but your previous one was quite light, so you assumed this was the rest flushing out.

When you walked back into the bedroom, Joe was slightly stirring, his groggily eyes barely lifting. "Where'd you run off to, love?" Feeling your back twitch, a harsh sharp pain forming now, you tried to ignore it, there was no need to worry Joe from a little irregular bleeding. "Just to pee, is that alright with you?" You neglected the pain and returned your reply to Joe with a playful tone.

It wasn't often you got to spend your days off with your significant other so when you did have the chance, you'd mostly spend the rare chance of being able to relax together, spending a little too much time in bed or perhaps going food shopping and cooking up a good meal together, maybe go out for a walk weather dependent or even just lazing around watching movies. It was pelting it down with rain outside so your options today were limited, you decided on films and a takeout for dinner later, again not something the two of you would get to share often with Joe's now extremely busy schedule.

The abdominal pains started and got extreme at one point whilst watching your second film of the day, you were laid on your side, head in Joe's lap as you gripped onto your stomach, following the lower back pain which was causing you so much discomfort now. "Baby, are you ok?" Joe's eyes flew to you when you winced at the untamed feeling.

"I think so, yeah. I think I've just got to go to the toilet."

His smile quickly faded when he'd let you go, and his head turned to look down where you'd laid to find a dark stain of blood leaking into the sofa to which you hadn't even noticed. Even Joe knew you were heavy when you were due on, but not to the state where you'd leak through like that. He tried to listen out for you coming back but after 10 minutes, you never returned.

Joe continued to stare down at the blood and put his gaze back to the doorway through to the hall where it was seemingly quiet. He stood up in an instant and rushed through to the bathroom to find you laid on the floor unconscious, your underwear halfway down your legs, blood soddening the floor. He fell to the side of you, pulling his phone out of his pocket and ringing for an ambulance as quickly as he could.

The emergency service operators talked Joe through on what to do and for a good couple of minutes you were unresponsive which had Joe in a panicked state and raising his voice down the phone to get the paramedics here as soon as possible. When you regained consciousness, your eyes had rolled to the back of your head as you slurred, Joe had got you in the recovery position as he was told to and pulled your underwear back up to save future embarrassment for you. "Squeeze my hand if you can hear me, my love." You let a gentle squeeze and he alerted the woman at the end of the phone that you were receptive.

Once the paramedics arrived, they got you straight onto a carrier and Joe grabbed his keys and slammed the door shut to follow. You were squirming with pain now, screeching loudly. "It hurts Joe, it really fucking hurts." He stroked his hands through your hair as he sat in the seat in the ambulance beside you, his mind running at a hundred miles per hour. "I know, beautiful, I know."

You were taken straight into a private room in the hospital as Joe had demanded where you were checked over by a doctor and nurse within 10 minutes of waiting. Joe was quite a patient person the majority of the time but when he ran out of the room yelling in the hallway for someone to come and help you, you couldn't help but admire your man, even through your pain.

"So, what's happened?" Joe bit his nails in anticipation.

The doctor looked over at Joe, turned back to you and asked calmly: "Miss Y/L/N, did you know that you were pregnant?" Were?

You shook your head. "I've had n-no symptoms, I had a really light period shy of two weeks ago, but it wasn't normal, I felt off this morning, but I put it down to irregular bleeding and then..." Tears streamed down your face. "Well, unfortunately you've miscarried. My deepest apologies to the both of you."

You and Joe had talked about starting a family in the future often, it was a mutual want from the both of you and to know you'd just lost that one exact thing made your heart shred into a million tiny pieces. You stayed in hospital over night for you to be observed, the bleeding was controlled and pain relieved with an injection into your lower back, Joe never left your side and slept next to you, gripping your hand from the armchair he was awkwardly curled up on.

When the nurse came in to check on you the next morning, you're sat up, stroking your stomach imagining what could've been. Could you have prevented this if you'd have known before?

Joe woke when the nurse left and came to stand by your side on your bed, he reached down and kissed your temple. "How are you feeling, love?"

Your lips blubbered and your eyes shut tightly as you began to sob.

"Why Joe, could I have stopped this? Could our baby still be inside of me if I hadn't of been so ignorant."

Joe's eyes widened, was he really hearing you say such a thing? "Absolutely not, you are not blaming yourself for this." He sat on the edge of the bed next to you, wiping the tears that were rolling down your cheeks with his thumb. You fell into his chest, practically bawling your eyes out.

Once discharged and out of your room, word had obviously got round about Joe being in the hospital with you as you saw a couple of fluttering flashes hitting the reflection of the main doors. You were leaning against Joe to help you walk as you were quite unsteady from the still moderate but less dangerous pain that fell in the pit of your stomach. It's all you both needed.

In one swoop, Joe lifted you off of your feet and carried you to the backfire escape that a doctor had led you through once noticing the keen paparazzi outside. "Here, it's a little further around the corner but they've less chance of getting to you." Joe gave an appreciative nod to the medical professional and held you tight. He'd arranged for his best friend to come and fetch the two of you, he'd thought of his or your parents, but he didn't want to stress them out with the details of what had happened the previous day too quickly, a good night's sleep was to be had before approaching them about it. As he moved to the front of the building, a photographer immediately found you and Joe provided nothing but ignorance to the man shoving the camera in both of your faces, lifting you down gently and adjusting you into the back seat, he shut the door and brushed past the stranger to run and sit in the back with you, urging his friend to go and just watched you, looking exhausted and stressed out. He pulled your hand situated in your lap and brought it to him, kissing your knuckle tenderly and he could've sworn he saw the tiniest spark of a smile as your head lay back, eyes closed.

Joe knew it would take time for you both to get over the unfortunate incident, but knowing you were ok had put his mind at rest and in that moment, he knew how much he truly loved you and that life wouldn't be worth living had he of lost you.

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imoonf1 · 3 years ago

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hi!!<3i saw that you opened requests and ur sharl leclerc masterlist empty:), so if u don't mind if u can write smth with fluff prompt #53 please?thank you<3

Hiii Anon, of course!!! There is

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CAN YOU STOP? [C.L]

Summary: On a weekend without races they tell each other how much they love each other, in a strange way

Prompts: #53 - “i swear, if you keep on doing that, you’ll give me more reasons to love you!”

It was a non-racing weekend, so Charles was home with you, while he was training in the yard, you were sitting across from him reading a book "You look so hot exercising, I shouldn't be looking at you, I'm very unfocused with you there" you told him out loud so he could hear you "Maybe you should go to the desk to concentrate chérie" he replied mockingly "Yeah, maybe I should leave you here and go somewhere else" while I got up from the armchair in the garden grabbing the book "No no no, don't go, I like to see you concentrated reading, you are so pretty today" he replied quickly after saying that "Just today?" raising playful eyebrow at me "You always are mon amour, but stay come on" "Okay, since you insist so much I'll stay here, but I'm going to bother as much as I can" "You never bother sweetie" and then he went back to his exercise routine while i started again to read the book, but it was definitely not as interesting as seeing Charles "are you a murderer or why do you stare at me?" started laughing at me "Remind me why I'm with you and not with someone else?" "Cause I'm the love of your life, I'm smart, funny, good with children, and most importantly, I am the most handsome of all the candidates to go out with you" and he was right, although sometimes you doubted one in particular, but since you loved him you were going to accept what he said and give up "It is true, but maybe i should have asked pierre to go out with me" then let out a laugh when I saw the face of astonishment and indignation of Charles "Oh no, you didn't say that" leaving the weights on the floor and then throwing himself on top of me and tickling me "Enough Charles, I'm going to pee, oh my CHARLES I'M SORRY" then he stopped and with a smile he asked me "soo, What did you say?" "I'm sorry babe, you are the best boyfriend i have ever had" said smiling as he got up "I'm going to remember that my whole life, so be ready for me to start telling you every time something happens" "I'm going to take the risk" to finally return to my reading, until no more than twenty minutes had passed when Charles's voice was heard again "I swear, if you keep on doing that, you’ll give me more reasons to love you!” "But I didn't do anything hon" sometimes this man confused me so much "of course you do, you're concentrating reading there and smiling at whatever you're reading, and that's so beautiful, you're beautiful" "Oh love you Charles, what would i do without you?" "Ke t'aime aussi chéri, and answering your question, I don't know what you would do without me" "you idiot "

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munsonshair · 3 years ago

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It Started with a T-Shirt ~ eddie munson x reader

summary: y/n is new to Hawkins. She finds herself head over heels for the town freak, eddie munson, on her first few days in town.

warnings: mentions of emotional abuse, cuss words, light fluff

a/n: hi guys! this is a bit of a slow burn but please give it time? let me know what you all think of it! (p.s. thank you so much for all the love you guys showed on my first oneshot!! i appreciate you all, i love you!!)

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You moved to Hawkins during the summer which is the worst time anyone can move to a different city. You’re originally from California but soon had to move because of your dad’s work promotion. It was just the two of you for a couple of years now since the divorce.

Your mother was an alcoholic who would often pick fights with you or your dad. Ever since she told you that life would have been easier without you, your dad kicked her out of the house. He’s always doing his best to make you feel like you’re enough and that you’re safe but you cant help but feel lonely inside.

Sure you knew that he loved you to death but there was just that empty feeling. You werent quite sure why you felt that way but you knew it had something to do with your mom. The way she treated you was something you wouldnt wish upon anyone. Not even your biggest enemy.

But now that you’re moving to Indiana, you cant help but feel excited.

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You make it to your nice suburban house. Your dad’s job pays good so it was no surprise when he bought a two story house in a nice neighborhood.

You begin to unload your stuff as well as helping your dad with other boxes of appliances. You go up to the door and begin your exploration. Your house was nice. High ceilings, a big living room connected to the kitchen which had white cupboard and marble tabletops. Not a single carpet floor in sight.

You then make your way upstairs to find your room which was a pretty decent size. You walk in and theres a window at the other end of the room and off to the side you see your closet. You walk in further to see your backyard from your window. Oh how excited you were for it to be fall. Seeing the brown and orange leaves fall from the tree as its raining.

Such a cozy feeling.

You head back downstairs to gather all your things and take them up to your bedroom. Your dad helps you assemble your bed and you do the same for him when you both finish. It took up almost the whole first day to get settled in since there wasnt much to unload. Sure you guys had enough furniture but you figured your dad would go out another day for more decorations.

As night came, you say your goodnights to your dad and before you can leave he asks, “Lets watch a movie tomorrow, yeah? Take a day off to relax and go out and see what Hawkins is like.”

“Of course dad, I’d love to.” you reply to him and give him a smile.

“‘Night sweetie, love you.”

“Love you too dad.”

You head upstairs and begin to change into some shorts and an oversized t-shirt to bed. You’re awake on your bed for a while, staring outside the window. You couldn’t help but think about how your first senior day at Hawkins high will be like. You eventually doze off and start making up scenarios in your head.

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You wake up to your dad calling out your name. You turn to look at the clock besides your bed and-

9:15 am

Its so early, why is he up at this time?

You throw on some jeans, discarding the shorts you had on and go to the bathroom for your daily morning pee and to brush your teeth. You then go downstairs and find your dad making breakfast.

“Smells good, dad. But its too early!” you begin to complain to him.

“You have to get back on routine of waking up early y/n. Im doing you a favor here.” He says chuckling a bit.

“Whatever you say.” You playfully say rolling your eyes. He hands you a plate of pancakes and eggs and you begin to drop syrup all over your food. The sweetness of the syrup tastes amazing with the savoriness of the eggs.

“Youre disgusting.” you dad taunts but you put your hand in front of his face as he talks. You eat your breakfast with him and once you finish, you head over to the couch to lounge.

“Dont get tired too fast, sweetie. We’re going to rent out a movie and check out Hawkins while we’re at it.” He yells to you and you give him a thumbs up.

Once he finishes, you get in the car with him and head to Family Video to rent out a movie. Once you both arrive there, you’re greeted by a lovely girl. You look for a name tag and find out her name is Robin.

“Welcome to Family Video! If you need anything, let me know!” She give you a smile and you smile back. She looked about your age and god you wished she went to Hawkins High.

You look through the aisles trying to find a horror movie while your dad looks through the comedy section. As your just about to pick out a movie, a voice says, “Finding everything okay?” This time it wasnt that sweet voice you heard earlier, but instead it was a male employee. You look over and see a pretty gorgeous man with amazing hair.

He was pretty tall so you looked up at him and said, “Everything’s all good…” You search for a name tag but are interrupted.

“-Steve. The names Steve, and you are?” He says and puts out his hand for a shake.

“Y/N. The names y/n.” you reply, mocking him a little as you shake his hand. His hands are big. Woah.

“I’ve never seen you before and I know petty much everyone.” He says as he’s smirking.

“Well hello Mr. Popular.” you tease him. “I just moved here.”

“That seems to explain it. Are you going to Hawkins High? Or are you a drop out?” He says then laughs.

“I am going to Hawkins High. Do you go there?”

“Nah. I graduated a year ago, but Robin does go there.” He says and looks over to the front of the store to point her out. “She’s gonna be a senior this year.”

A feeling of relief washes over you. “That’s good news. I’ll be a senior too. Hopefully we become friends.” You say to him and he turns to look at Robin who is secretly trying to look at the two of you.

“I think you two will become pretty close.” He says with a smile and leaves to talk to Robin about you. You didn’t mind it though since you had a feeling they were good people with kind hearts.

You pick up the movie A Nightmare on Elm Street 2: Freddy’s Revenge and look for your dad. He reluctantly agrees to watch it and you head up to the front of the store to pay. You talk to Robin for a bit and it seemed like you two would be the best of friends.

As your dad had planned, you took a “tour” around the city and trying to get to know it a little better. You passed by the cinema, shopping centers, arcades, and some other neighborhoods. As you guys approach a neighborhood, you see a guy with black, curly long hair. He catches your attention since he’s seemed to be the only one who dressed differently than others.

He’s wearing black ripped jeans with some white mid rise shoes and a leather jacket over an ozzy osbourne t-shirt. You’ve never seen anyone else with a t-shirt of one of your all time favorite artists in town so he seemed interesting. His face was hidden because of his hair but then turned his head and makes eye contact with you.

It was like he sensed someone staring.

As soon as he turned. You saw his face. His face was just so. So dreamy? So gorgeous? You couldn’t quite tell but god was he perfect. You could see his brown eyes. Such beautiful eyes he has. It was like love at first sight in a way.

What are you thinking y/n? You don’t even know this guys name and you’re already falling for him?

You give him a small smile and a little wave and to your surprise, he waves back and gives you a smile. He looks confused? But isn’t weirded out by your wave. An instant feeling of shyness washes over you as he looks into your eyes.

God you’re so pathetic y/n. There’s no way you could be falling for a mystery guy.

Your dad drives you home but you didn’t notice till he stops the car. All you were thinking about was about the guy in the ozzy osbourne t-shirt.

You settle back home and watch the movie with your dad. He’s way more scared than you are but honestly, you weren’t even paying attention to the movie. You were making fake scenarios in your head about that guy. That beautiful mysterious guy.

The movie ends and you say your good nights to your dad and he reminds you that tomorrow is your first day at Hawkins High.

Shit.

You had forgotten all about school starting. You quickly go up to your room and start planning out an outfit for tomorrow because you didn’t want to spend your morning worrying about what to wear.

You pick out a black t-shirt that has Iron Maiden’s album cover on it called killers. To go with it, you choose some dark washed mom jeans and your white nikes for shoes. Once you choose your outfit, you change into shorts and doze off, thinking about that guy.

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You’re awaken by your alarm and you turn it off, groaning.

6:15

Crap. It’s so early

You eventually got up and went to the bathroom to do your business and once you had finished, you went to get ready on some light makeup. All you put on is mascara and some black eyeshadow on the outer corners of your eyes. Not too much but enough to make you feel good. You top off your look with some tinted lip gloss. You looked… hot. You looked amazing.

You changed your clothes and tied your t-shirt from the the back so it tightened you at the waist. If you could date yourself, you would cause damn.

You finish up and go downstairs and find your dad eating cereal waiting for you to finish. He’s such an amazing dad, you thought. He does everything for you.

“You ready to go, sweetie?” He asks looking up from his cereal.

“Lets go.” You reply.

He drops you off at school and you don’t notice it but your palms are sweaty. Your dad notices you’re nervous and says, “Hey, have a good day okay? You’ll be fine, sweetie. Promise.” He gives you a reassuring smile. You smile back and say goodbye and begin to walk towards the building.

You go to the office for a copy of the school map since you were going to be lost where you find that guy. Your heart rate increased by what seemed to be a hundred times faster.

“I don’t want to see you here again, Mr. Munson. Not as a senior. Sound good?” Says what seemed to be the principal.

Munson. Is that his name? No it can’t be. He said Mr. Right?

“This is my year, I can feel it. 86’ baby!” Mr. Munson says smiling. He turns and looks at you.

It’s like he sensed you again.

Crap.

He ends up looking at you. Up and down. Your legs feel like jelly and you notice he has his tongue pointed upwards at the corner of his mouth.

Oh god.

He walks towards you and says, “That shirt looks good on you. Favorite song from Killer, go.” He rests his hand on your shoulder.

Holy shit.

“Um. M-Murders in the rue morgue” you say to him as you stutter. Kill me now!

“Ah. Good choice, sweetheart” He says with a smirk

Holy shit. Oh god! Sweetheart? It’s like he knows what i like?

“I prefer Another Life. But I guess I could live with you liking that song.” He plays with your shirt in between his thumb and index finger.

You both end up walking out together and you ask him “May I ask what your name is, Mr. Munson? Or am I just gonna have to call you by your last name?” You ask him as you stop walking and get in front of him.

He looks down at you and points to your shirt. He says nothing but continues to stare at you with those big brown eyes.

“You’ll find out soon, sweetheart. I’ll give you a hint, I’m everywhere on Iron Maiden.” He tells you as he’s smirking.

What? Everywhere on Iron Maiden? The fuck is that supposed to mean?

You give him a confused look and he just smiles back down at you.

“I’ll figure you out soon, sweetheart” you say to him as you mock him. You leave him standing there as the bells rings. He’s in complete shock. No one’s ever called him that and he doesn’t know how to feel about it. All he does know is that he wants to hear it again. Especially by you.

He had realized he didn’t ask for your name and he was feeling so much regret.

Your first few classes weren’t as bad as you thought they would go. It was all just a bunch of iceberg activities to get the class comfortable. But you couldn’t help yourself but think about what he meant. Everywhere on Iron Maiden. Oh my god.

Then it hit you. The fucking mascot of Iron Maiden is named Eddie. Eddie is everywhere on Iron Maiden. Holy shit. You felt like a goddamn detective.

Soon it was lunch time and you make your way to the cafeteria and get some food. Once you get your food, you look around for Eddie or Robin. Or even just an empty table to sit at. You looked around and you spot Robin sitting amongst her friends.

You go up to her and say hi and she welcomes you.

“Oh my god hi y/n! It’s so nice to see you!” She says as she gets up and hugs you. “Guys this is y/n, she’s new here and I wanted to give her a nice welcome to Hawkins friend.”

You say hello to everyone and they all greet you back. You sit down next to Robin and start chatting about how your day went. You also tell her about your interaction with Eddie and her eyes were wide open.

“Eddie? The guy with the curly long hair?” You nod and smile. “Holy shit y/n! He’s called ‘the Freak’ and a ‘cult leader’.” You look at her confused.

“What? He seems really nice though? I think the people who say that just don’t know him.” you say, defending him.

“I don’t know. He’s kinda weird, at least I think so.” She says looking down at her food.

Then out of nowhere, all you hear is his voice just yelling at some guy.

“But as long as you’re into band, or science, or parties, or a game where you toss balls into laundry baskets!” Eddie says as he’s on top of the table.

“You want something freak?” says some blonde jock. Eddie gives him no reply, just a silly face. He puts his fingers up to his head, resembling devil horns and he sticks out his tongue. God he’s so dreamy.

You suddenly feel the need to go up to him so you excuse yourself from Robins table and tell them you’ll be right back. You say your goodbyes for now and head over to Eddie’s table.

You walk over to his table and you feel so nervous. You feel like you can’t walk properly and your legs feel like noodles. You can start to feel the sweat on the palms on your hand begin to grow. You don’t care though, all you want to do is talk to him.

Eddie sees you walking towards his table and excuses himself. “‘Scuse me boys.” He says to the 5 other guys at his table. They all say what in unison and look at him.

Eddie goes up to you and says, “Figure me out yet, doll?”

Doll. Oh god.

He notices your face becoming a bright shade of pink and he smiles. Not a mouth smile, but a long and big happy smile.

He’s so precious.

You look at him and say, “I don’t know, sweetheart. Or should I say Eddie?” You smile at him in a sweet flirtatious way as you place your hand on his shoulder. You don’t know what came over you when you did that but holy shit. You’re glad it did.

Eddie’s in complete shock, smiling directly at you. Sweetheart, he thought to himself. Oh how he much he liked it when you called him that. He felt a sudden redness feeling over him. He pulls you in closer by putting his hand on your waist.

You didn’t mind it, of course. It was like one of your fake scenarios had finally become a reality. You didn’t notice it but since your t-shirt was tied, it made some small room for Eddie to place his hand underneath your shirt. You were close enough to smell him. His musk filling your nose; weed mixed in with some cologne. He was perfect.

You felt the coldness of his rings touch your bare waist and you instantly felt like melting in his hands.

“Looks like you figured it out, darling.” Eddie says, breaking the silence. “Is there any other name I could call you? Perhaps your real name?” He asks you.

You didn’t know this then but Eddie had secretly been asking people what your name was. Apparently one of his friends, Mike, had you in his art class and he asked him for it and of course Mike told him. Eddie asked you this question, though, because he wanted to see your response.

“How about I tell you all about that later? I’m starting to like all of these nicknames you’ve been calling me.” you tell him as you touch his hair. Such amazing hair. Such beautiful curls. You look up at him, staring deeply in his brown eyes that seemed to become darker.

“Is that so, sweetheart?” Eddie pulls you in closer, both of your bodies are touching and he moves your hair to the side of your face and you knew that you wanted to kiss him.

You both leaned in and opened your lips. The kiss was sweet, not too urgent but not too soft. It’s like he filled that emptiness that you felt inside. You opened your mouth, allowing for him to put his tongue in your mouth as he does the same. The kiss was starting to get more urgent as it went on. The grip he had on your waist was getting tighter. The more he did that, the harder you would tug at his hair.

Eventually you broke the kiss, remembering you were in the cafeteria.

“Get a room lovebirds!” You heard someone say from Eddie’s table. He was wearing a hat that said ‘Thinking Cap’ and had brown curly hair. He seemed pretty young.

“Shut up Henderson!” Eddie replies to him, yelling.

“I think we should take him up on that offer, sweetheart.” You say to Eddie since you realized he liked it when you called him that.

Eddies turns back at you and smiles.

“I think we should, y/n.” Eddie kisses the top of your head and puts his arm around you. You stare at him realizing that he knew your name all along. You couldn’t help but smile. He walks you over to his table and introduces you to everyone. “Guys, this is y/n. Y/N, guys.” He says and you give everyone a wave.

“Hi guys.” You say to them and they all wave back, introducing themselves.

You knew this was going to be the best senior year ever.

a/n: hopefully you all liked it, let me know what you all think! feedback is always appreciated <33

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songmingisthighs · 3 years ago

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[15.18] dad!seonghwa

⇀ as a person, he's gentle and understanding. but as a dad, he knows when he should put his foot down. but how can he when his child has his eyes and your charm?

⇁ it's fluffy dad!seonghwa y'all

Seonghwa stood in front of the sink in the kitchen, pausing mid scrub to look at the clock mounted on the wall just above the fridge. The clock read 15.18, and he was beginning to get concerned.

"He should be here by now," he muttered to himself.

Convincing him that his ready, little Park Sungchan begged Seonghwa that since he's in the 1st grade now, he's able to walk from his apartment's gate from the carpool with his uncle Yunho and 'cousins' Yujin and Yeeun, up to their apartment by himself. It took a lot of begging, promising, slight crying, and a buttload of pouting from both Sungchan and you to eventually break Seonghwa.

Though right now, he was sure that his son is dead in a ditch somewhere. Neverminding the fact that he was only 3 minutes late.

But the sound of the front door opening broke his thought and the sound of small pitter-patter and shoes being put away broke his thought and a sudden sense of relief washed over him.

As Seonghwa finished up washing the dishes, he called out to his son, "Sungchan, is that you?"

The little boy froze mid-walk across the living room towards his bedroom, "uhh... Yes, daddy! I'm home!" he answered, voice slightly quivering. He instinctively held the bag in his arms closer to his body as he adjusted the straps of his school bag.

From his standpoint, Sungchan could see Seonghwa has his back to him, meaning he wouldn't be able to see what he's doing.

The bag in his arms began to rustle and he immediately panicked. His tiny hands patted the bag gently as he spoke in a hushed tone, "Shh, shh, it's okay! I'll get you out soon!"

"Who are you talking to?"

Seonghwa's voice startled the boy, making him jump slightly which pulled the bag down slightly, revealing a small puppy in his arms.

Both of them stared at one another, Sungchan as he waited for his dad to react, and Seonghwa in shock. The puppy, however, was perfectly content nestling itself in the arms of the little boy, now being able to see the whole world as the bag no longer hid its face.

"S-Sungchan, what is this?" Seonghwa asked, slightly hoping that he was hallucinating.

"Uh... A puppy? Have you never seen one, dad? It's quite common here, especially one that looks like this and-" Sungchan rambled, trying to find a way to change the subject or even distract his dad.

Seonghwa's eyebrows furrowed as he stared his boy down, "Sungchan..." he called out in a reprimanding tone.

Immediately, Sungchan stopped his rambling and whined. "I had to, daddy! I saw him every day in front of my school and I always feed him! Look at him, daddy, he's so cute!" Sungchan whined, hugging the puppy tightly in his arms, looking up at Seonghwa with, ironically, puppy eyes.

Despite his son's attempt to butter him up, Seonghwa was determined to not fall for his son's antics. "How did you even bring him here from school? What did your uncle Yunho had to say?"

The little boy furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, "Uncle Yunho said "I'll grab the bag, you put the puppy in. This is gonna drive your dad insane,"," he answered without much thought.

At the revelation, Seonghwa felt his left eye twitch, realizing that Yunho actually had a play in the stunt his son pulled. He's sure that he's going to have to have a talk with him after he dealt with the issue at hand.

He has his hands on his waist, ready to firmly tell Sungchan that there is no way that they're going to keep a stray dog for a bunch of reasons. Those reasons might mainly gravitate towards the 'cleanliness' issue, but it was still an important point that he had to remind his son.

But when he saw the way Sungchan looked at the puppy and how the puppy seemed to connect with the boy in such an affectionate way that is so heartwarming considering how short they've known one another, he couldn't find it in his heart to reprimand or separate them.

Seonghwa took his phone out of his sweats and took a picture to send to you. He explained the situation so that you wouldn't be surprised when you came back home from your trip back home to your family. There was even an additional caption saying, 'the things I do for the people I love. You're going to have to help take care of this because I'm blaming you. This blackmailing-using-his-look gene screams you.'

The man of the house took a deep breath before he crouched down in front of his son, "Do you really want to keep him?"

Hearing the question made Sungchan perked up. He looked straight into Seonghwa's eyes, nodding eagerly.

"Do you know the responsibilities of having a puppy?" Seonghwa questioned.

"Yes! I have to take care of his pee, poo, and food," Sungchan listed out, trying to remember the things his uncle Yunho told him back in the car.

Seonghwa nodded in agreement, relieved that his son is actually slightly aware of the responsibilities that entailed keeping an animal in the house. "Don't forget walks, teaching him obedience and tricks too, we can't have a dog who's not gonna listen, right?" Seonghwa smiled at Sungchan in defeat, "I already have your uncle Wooyoung for that," he added, muttering under his breath. "What's that daddy?" Sungchan asked, tilting his head as he heard his uncle Wooyoung being called.

With an awkward smile, Seonghwa decided to brush it off, acting as if he didn't even say anything.

As Sungchan took the puppy out of the bag, Seonghwa automatically inhaled sharply. The only thought in his head was how the dirty puppy is about to touch his freshly vacuumed floors.

Immediately, Seonghwa reached forward to grab the puppy in his arms, standing up as his son whined for his dad to give him back the puppy.

"He's dirty, sweetie. Why don't we go and get him cleaned up? We can also pick up some things for him like his bed, harness, some food," he persuaded the boy.

Sungchan's eyes widened and it sparkled with giddiness, much like Seonghwa's eyes. He immediately ran to his room to put his backpack down.

When his son was out of sight, Seonghwa let out a long sigh. He lifted the puppy to his eye line, "You're one lucky little creature, you know?" he grumbled. Though a smile appeared soon on his face as he gazed at the annoyingly adorable little puppy.

Soon enough, Sungchan zoomed out of his room and ran past Seonghwa, taking his arm in his far smaller ones as he began dragging him out, "Come on, daddy! Let's go!" Sungchan urged, still trying to use what little strength he had to 'drag' his dad.

Seonghwa could only chuckle at his son's eagerness.

For some reason, he felt like he wasn't going to regret letting his son keep the puppy.

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