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daydreamingleclerc · 3 years ago

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congratulations, baby - mason mount

summary: you fell asleep before mason arrived home from the super cup win, so you give him his present the morning after.

warnings: 18+, minors dni. consensual somnophilia, oral (m), protected sex (wrap before you tap!), mason's obsessed with y/n's boobs because he's dumb, squirting (i think that’s it)

when mason arrived home it was nearing four o'clock in the morning, and as much as you'd told yourself — and your loving boyfriend — that you would be awake when he arrived home, you both knew it was a lie. he crept in around you, trying to be quiet even though him and ben knocked back quite a few pints on the plane home, and winced when his second winners medal of the year fell off of the bookshelf and onto the floor, causing a dull thud.

you were dead to the world at that hour, the clock read nearly three thirty, and so anything mason could've done you wouldn't have even known about. he watched you sleep for a minute or two, in one of his old, oversized training shirts hugging the hoodie that he always wore around the house so to you it felt like he was beside you. even though he'd been gone for less than 72 hours, the pair of you had spent every waking moment together since the euro's ended so sending him on his way to belfast was a big deal for you.

he slid into bed beside you and kissed your shoulder, receiving a simple hum of approval at the action. he chuckled. "i love you too my sweet girl."

the sunlight was bright when it crept around the sides of the blind that next morning much to your disgust, waking you up from a soundless sleep. you grumbled, and pulled the duvet up so it was over your shoulders and rolled over, but you were greeted by a familiar figure in the bed next to you. mason was laying on his side, now facing you and snoring lightly, his hand subconsciously outstretched when he felt the bed dip in his favour, and you wrapped yourself in his embrace.

as much as you wanted to wake him up and tell him how proud you were, you decided against it. your fingers tousled the shorter, choppier locks that sat on his head, and you kissed his cheek slightly, not wanting him to stir but similarly not wanting him to not stir. his lips curled up into a small, lighthearted smile which you reciprocated even though he couldn't see it.

"congratulations, baby," you whispered, pressing a soft kiss to his nose. he grumbled in response, but still had the goofy smile on his face as he shifted so he was now laying on his back. you glanced up at the clock, 09:08. it was still far too early for mason, but you knew he would appreciate a wake up call and congratulatory present all in one.

you wriggled out of his grip loosely, but he didn't protest —in fact, you were pretty sure he'd already dosed back off. with light footsteps you made your way throughout the bedroom, finding out the lacy silk teddy you'd bought a while back, in the royal blue chelsea colours. you originally saved it for the champion's league final, but mason had barely lifted the trophy before you were bent over the changing room benches. so it stayed in your wardrobe, until now.

after brushing your teeth and making yourself look slightly more fuckable, you headed back to the bedroom. mason peeled one eye open when you crawled back into bed and hummed when you kissed along the expanse of his neck. "where'd you go?" he mumbled, his voice barely audible due to the amount of sleep still within him.

"just went to go freshen up," you admitted, lips lingering over the sweet spot on his neck. "but it was mainly so i could give you a welcome home present."

he smirked, still rather sleepy. the pair of you had discussed these things in the past, and you loved waking up to mason's head buried between your legs, but it was one thing you were yet to do to him. your hand crept closer to the band of his boxers, and clearly just your touch had made him rock hard. he let out a long breath when you pulled him out of his boxers and he shifted, the smirk still on his face.

"is this my present?" he asked, peeling one eye open slightly. he knew from the look on your face there was so much more, and he shut his eyes again. "go on then, kitten."

you pulled the covers from around his waist so you could get easier access to his crotch, and you planted yourself between his legs. it was clear to you mason wanted to wake up and watch the show, but he was willing to let you do your thing for a little while longer. you pulled him out of his boxers fully, admiring the way his cock stood stiff just for you. with one of your hands, you guided him into your mouth, wrapping your lips around his tip and swirling your tongue around him like a lollipop.

"fuck," he hissed, bucking his hips into your mouth at the feeling of your warm mouth around him. you used your hand for whatever you couldn't fit in your mouth, and it was making mason squirm. as pretty as he looked squirming underneath your touch like that, he had to stop if you wanted to do it properly.

"masey, stop fidgeting," you said, your mouth pressed against his dick causing vibrations to travel up his body.

"mhm, but you give such great head," he peeled his eyes open now, fully as he caught a glimpse of you for the first time - dressed in that little lacy number with your back arched and your arse up in the air. he smirked. "and the view is to die for."

you rolled your eyes and got straight back to work, bobbing your head, taking him further down your throat each time. mason grabbed ahold of your ponytail and bucked his hips up into your face, admiring the feeling of you choking around his dick as your nose hit his pubic bone.

you pressed your hands against his thighs to signal for him to stop, and continued to lick at his dick as if it were a lollipop. he groaned. "'m gonna cum if you carry on doing that, kitten."

you hummed. "that's kinda the plan."

mason was far stronger than you, and in that moment he used his strength to his advantage and pulled you off of his dick and onto his lap. your bum rested against his dick and your hands pressed against his shoulders, and the sight of seeing you with dribble like that on the cleft of your chin made him groan. he pushed forward and brought his lips to your face, where his tongue travelled from your chin and collected your spit. mason chuckled when you opened your mouth for him, waiting for his spit or his tongue. "you're such a good girl," he cooed once the spittle had been transferred from his lips to yours, and ran his fingertips along the silk straps of the teddy you wore. "and as for this, i'd say you're the best girl."

he couldn't help himself when he felt your nipples on his skin as they poked through the silk, and he leant down to suck at them both through the material. you whimpered and whined, grinding on his abs to release some tension. while his mouth was occupied, one of his hands tugged at the material of the lace and didn't let up until he'd freed your boob, and when his mouth moved across your chest he did the same thing to the other boob.

you felt the material snag and looked down to see the lace beginning to fray. he looked at your sheepishly, and with one of your boobs still in his mouth he gave you a comical oops.

"this was so expensive, mase," you groaned, but he just shrugged and ran his hand down your stomach until his fingers found your clit over the silk material.

"i'll buy you a new one," his middle and forefinger circled around it and you jolted. "i'm the champions league winner and the super cup winner now."

the feeling of his lips around your nipples and his fingers on your clit sent shockwaves through your system, but you rolled your eyes. "is that gonna be your new answer for everything?"

"you won't be saying that when i've bought you hundreds more of these that i can rip," he stated, kissing across your chest and groping your breasts with his free hand. "besides, if you're not gonna stroke my ego somebody has to."

"i stroke your ego more than enough, thank you - oh fuck - very much."

mason smirked against your skin as your hips began to rock against his fingers faster, but reluctantly you stopped. he furrowed his eyebrows at your lack of movement, but you softened the blow with a kiss to his lips. "i wanna cum with you, dummy."

mason giggled and kissed along your skin while you fumbled in the bedside table for a condom, eventually finding the packet that had been thrown in before he left. he admired you as you peeled it open and bucked his hips when you twisted around to roll it onto his dick. he pulled the wet lacy material covering your pussy aside and watched you as you hovered above him.

"ready?"

"as i'll ever be," he kissed your shoulder and watched you sink down on him.

your eyes rolled back in pleasure and your breathing became ragged as you began to get filled up inch by glorious inch. your hands balled into fists against mason's warm skin as you attempted to find something — anything — to cling onto, and the face he pulled when he was buried to the hilt inside you was something that could only be described as heavenly.

you began to move slowly, using your knees to help you keep balanced despite the lack of hard surface underneath them. mason brought his hands up to yours, where you gripped one of them tight. he brought his head forward and his face buried in your boobs as you began to find a rhythm, every time making you feel like bursting. mason's lips bit and sucked at the skin of your boobs until there were red marks that threatened to form love bites, and he was satisfied.

"fuck you feel so good around me like that," his free hand came behind and planted itself on your bum, causing a stinging sensation that you felt in your fingertips. "clenching that pretty little pussy just for me."

you whimpered at his words and bent down slightly, so you could kiss him as he lay beneath you. his hand snaked away from yours and met his other one, each one gripped at its respective cheek. he stilled you above him, and you braced your hands on either side of his head, moaning far too loudly into his ear when he began to drill up into you.

the sound of skin slapping skin was the only thing that could be heard other than the moans slipping from both your lips. mason grunted every time you clenched around him, desperate to feel you cum all over his cock. "fuck, fuck, fuck," you practically screamed into his ear, knowing that you wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. "i can't hold it, mase." you buried your head into his neck, biting at the skin.

he hissed at the feeling. "yes you - fuck, y/n - just a few more seconds, okay?" he flipped the pair of you over, so you were now lying on the bed underneath him, spent. his thrusts began to get sporadic and you knew he was inching closer to his orgasm, but you felt like you were gonna explode at any given moment like a ticking time bomb. with long, staccato deep stroked thrusts, mason begged you to cum over him, and you did exactly that.

with a cry of his name, your juices squirted all over him as he thrusted, unable to hold in the convulsion anymore. mason followed suite. the pair of you lay there, mason on top of you trying desperately to steady his breathing, while you stroked at his hair again, kissing his shoulder.

"y'know, i think you're the best shag i've ever had," he said after a few moments of silence.

you chuckled. "it's nice to know you finally appreciate me for all of my hard work, mase."

he jabbed your ribs as he flopped over beside you. "i'm serious," he kissed your hand, "it's different with you. it always has been."

"it's because we love one another," you rolled over so you were facing him. "and because you're rich."

he laughed. "i'm glad you've finally started to stroke my ego."

lmk what you think!

#mason mount #mason mount smut #mason mount blurb #mason #mount #this is my first smut on here pls be nice 🥺#this is a need not a want #mason i’m free if you ever wanna choke someone #mason i’m here if you ever need a good shag #fuck i love this man #money mase

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red-wardens · 6 years ago

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Late to the party but for the mistletoe kiss... I'd wanna kiss them all. Some platonically (Ronan, Cassian, Blue), some others less so. I'd ask for permission, though. I'd stay away from Kieran, since I am, after all, a human female... XD Das would smooch them all mercilessly (*especially* Kieran). Except for Blue. He'd be very gentle with Blue. Because she may be the most badass warden of the squad, but as far as *he* is concerned, she's made of snowflakes, rose petals and glass.

[And I’m late to the party for answering, it might as well be a New Year’s kiss now xD Jk, thanks for the ask my friend! Here we go. Cassian Cousland is so enthusiastic about platonic affection he’d be absolutely delighted. Blue Surana and Ronan Aeducan would be fine with it and they greatly appreciate being asked first. Good call on Kieran Tabris though. Now for Das… I can’t not write something for this so MERRY BELATED CHRISTMAS]

Mistletoe Kiss ft. Das Davarris + Warden Squad

Words: 1792 (holy moly i got carried away)

The liveliness of the party was felt all throughout Vigil’s Keep, the Satinalia celebration in full swing, unperturbed by midnight’s passing. All the Ferelden Grey Wardens and their friends and family, including the friends and family of the newer recruits, were present and festive. Even a majority of Soldier’s Peak Wardens was there, leaving only a skeleton crew at their castle interchanged by shifts. Warden Davarris, as he often was in any room he entered, was the life of the party.

“Chug another one, Davarris!” “Quit flapping around like a dandy and get yer ass over here!” “It’s your turn for the Satinalia mistletoe game!” came the friendly jeers and shouts that pulled him from his enthusiastic if not eclectic dancing. Not one to turn down a challenge, he marched jauntily over and took up the bottle from one of the new recruits.

“A mistletoe kiss, eh? Maker’s tits you buggers still play this game?” he laughed but twirled the bottle in his hand readily enough. “Alright I’ll have a go at it, Maker knows you blighters need to be shown how to pucker properly. Like you, Mason. Last time you got yer cheeks smooched was probably yer mum, wasn’t it?”

“Up yours, Davarris!” the new recruit answered back, but raised his glass to show it was all in good fun. He took another chug of his ale before shooting back. “Besides, with yer mug this might be the only way you’s getting a kiss.”

“Just spin it already!” called an impatient voice before Das could joke back. A snicker responded to it along with the jibe, “Are you that eager to kiss him, Tabris? Haven’t you two already gone at each other enough?”

“What can I say Nora, maybe I want an audience.”

Grinning, flattered and more than a little buzzed, Das made a show of dramatically placing the bottle in the center of the table and with the hilt of one of his blades, gave it a good spin. The small crowd that had abandoned dancing and drinking and socializing to watch, pressed in curiously. Drawing suspense, the bottle came to a slow stop, pointing not at one person, but at the painting on the nearest wall depicting the Heroes of Ferelden.

There was a brief uproar of laughter and arguing about how the results were to be played out before it was unanimously decided that all the Wardens of the Hero Squad present must be kissed. After making sure none of them were against the idea, Das picked up the sprig of mistletoe on the table. “To work!” he announced, imitating the Commander of the Inquisition’s armies.

Leaping to one side of the crowd, he bent forward to throw an arm around each of his favorite dwarves. Raising the mistletoe between him and Ronan Aeducan, he promptly gave the man a long smooch on the cheek. The warrior made a huff of amusement before running a hand over the side of his slightly ruffled beard. “Too much to drink, Davarris?” he joked.

But Das had already tossed the mistletoe to his other hand and held it up over Nora Brosca. The short woman was already grinning and poking her own cheek expectantly. “Plant ‘er there, Das!” And he did, with enough enthusiasm to send the woman into a fit of laughter before she gave him a surprisingly strong shove toward the tall human gentleman.

“Good evening, Das.” Warden Cousland greeted, ever friendly. The former-inquisitor laughed at his nonchalance before replying “It sure is, Cassian.” and reaching up to take the lanky man’s stubbly face in his hands, still holding the mistletoe in one. To his surprise, Cassian was the one to close the distance. Not one to ever put a damper on party games, he gave Das a short but surprisingly passionate kiss on the lips. Cheers and hollers surrounded them, and one friendly “boooo!” from their favorite elven reaver.

“Maker’s holy balls!” Das cried out, placing a dramatic hand on his chest at the end of the encounter. “You kiss like an Antivan!” he told his friend who laughed, looked both flattered and proud, and assured Das that so did he. They were then interrupted by an indignant yelp as Kieran Tabris picked up the petite woman beside him and carried her over.

“Oi, Davarris! Kiss Mell first, you and I are gonna be a while.” the dark-haired elf suggested, grinning and presenting his mage friend who looked thoroughly embarrassed. He set her down before Das who took her hand and kissed it gently. Alyss Amell’s face was already turning pink but she met Das’ pale eyes and smiled demurely. Her shyness was clearly due to having the eyes of a crowd on her and not their proximity. Das was good at drawing her focus from all of them though, and it was warmly appreciated.

“May I, Princess Amell?” he inquired of her and she suppressed a little laugh before granting him permission. He smiled back brightly, raised the mistletoe and gave her a soft peck on the lips before drawing back to return her personal space. Alyss had turned red- and there were more cheers- but before Das could perceive any of this, a hand had grabbed his and raised it over his head along with the mistletoe. Das couldn’t even laugh at his enthusiasm before Kieran’s mouth was on his, the other gripping the upper part of his arm as he walked him backwards into a pillar.

As his back hit the stone, Das returned the kiss in earnest, free hand traveling up into the other man’s long hair. The whole room was in an uproar now with their hollers and even some applause. Snickering, and not being able to help himself, he tugged at the thin leather cord holding up Kieran’s bun and the cascade of raven-colored hair poured down Kieran’s back nearly to his thighs. Warden Tabris made a grunt of protest but would not break the fierce kiss- until a hand reached out and yanked him back by his robes.

“Quit hogging him, Tabris. It’s my turn.” the beautiful and intimidating Arlessa ordered sharply. With a friendly ‘You bitch, Mahri.’ at her and a wink at Das, Kieran yielded. Das looked surprised but intrigued- Isseya Mahariel hadn’t been in the room when he’d first spun the bottle so he hadn’t imagined she’d be on the proverbial menu.

“My Lady!” he exclaimed. He bowed to her nobly, and was delighted at the brief but clearly amused tug in the corners of her lips. She walked up to him purposefully, in her tall heels she was slightly taller than him and it was oddly thrilling, but paused an inch from his face. The crowd had quieted down slightly but looked more excited than ever. Isseya raised her large goblet of wine by one side of their faces and took his hand to hold the mistletoe up next to the other side. Their lips hidden from prying eyes, she leaned in and pressed her mouth to the corner of his, not truly kissing him, not intending to.

“Guess who returned early from her visit to Orlais?” she whispered, lips brushing against his skin. “She’s in the rookery. Hurry.” She pulled back and raised her goblet, smirking and announcing loudly, “Not bad, Davarris!” to a host of wild cheers. But Das could hardly hear them anymore; the breath had left his lungs and a lost look wavered over his mask of a party-face. She was here?

Excusing himself hastily and ignoring the protests, he escaped the party and made his way up the castle. By the time he’d ascended the final staircase he was terribly out of breath, but threw the door open anyways. A few of the ravens squawked, startled, but the woman sitting on the windowsill only looked up and smiled. Das fidgeted.

“You’re home!” he cheered, smiling then cursing at himself because yes that was very obvious but his damned bloody mouth operated faster than his bloody thoughts. But Warden Commander Blue Surana nodded once, rose to her feet and approached him. She looked into his eyes, the small smile still on her lips, and brushed her gloved hand against one of his. .

“I’m home.” she agreed, staring at him to convey that the idea had little to do with location. Das felt his chest tighten. Maker how did she always do this to him? Before he could muster up another not-well-thought-out reply, she tugged curiously at the plant still in his hand.

“Mistletoe?” she inquired. Das chuckled, the heat rising in his face a bit before he raised up the sprig and carefully explained what had gone on downstairs. She was going to hear it from someone eventually so he figured it might as well be him. She nodded, face unreadable but eyes clearly enjoying the story.

“I see. Did you come up here to kiss me too?” she asked, mildly, as if inquiring about the weather. Das nearly choked on his heart as it sprung up to his mouth. Well, not really, but it bloody well felt like it. He opened his mouth to respond when she continued with. “You may, if you like.”

A few moments of silence, then she shifted slightly and added, “Unless you’d rather not.”

Rather not? Great burning Andraste, of course he wanted... He regained himself, forcing himself to smile despite the nerves. She was looking doubtful now and there was no way he was allowing that. He assured her in enthusiastic and somewhat colorful language that he abso-fucking-lutely did. He raised up the mistletoe one last time, cursing the sudden shakiness of that hand. He’d kissed hundreds of people- maybe, he didn’t really count- but seldom did doing so make him this nervous. Das tried to remind himself she was not in fact made of roses and snowflakes and glass, but when he finally raised his other hand to cup her cheek he certainly held her like she was. He leaned in-

“Should I close my eyes to kiss?” she asked tentatively. He froze, blinked in surprise.

“You can if you like.” he replied chuckling. “Do you not usually?”

There was a long pause before she averted her eyes. Das paled.

“You’ve never..?”

“Nora kissed me once.” Blue answered, meeting his eyes again. “She was drunk and I don’t think she remembers. And Cassian and Kieran… sometimes kiss my cheek when they greet me.”

Das squatted on the floor with his head between his legs and hands on top of said head. Sheer panic washed over him. He was going to be her first real kiss? He didn’t deserve this honor- holy fucking shit he-

“Did you change your mind?” she asked, sounding a bit disappointed.

“Just give me a minute,” he requested hoarsely.

#answered aks #my writing #my ocs #red warden squad #mutual's inquisitor #das davarris #merry christmas #heraldofwho #i hopei got das in character it's been a while since i've written him #blue x das

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wrathfulmercy · 3 years ago

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“ you say you’re dangerous. that you destroy everything you touch. so destroy me. ruin me. tear me apart, and let me love you all the same. “ (assassin)

Sincerely yours prompts from here

Rick couldn’t remember anymore what they started fighting about neither did he know how long they were yelling at each other already, but what he indeed knew was how painful this was and how strong the urge to run away suffocated him within his chest even if he couldn’t move a single inch. No, it wouldn’t matter how many times they were fighting or how much pain he would feel by watching her cry, something always dragged him back right into her arms no matter how much he wished he could set her free and never see her tears again. He hated this and he hated himself even more for being so weak that he couldn’t just turn around and leave. They were trapped in a dark loop of endless desires, hopes and desperate fantasies of a life they both could probably never have but nothing of it changed the way he felt about her, that deeply hidden love he kept to himself until she closed her eyes at night so he could adore her in her sleep. Yes, he was certain he loved her but that was just another reason why he was so damn angry and why a part of him always tried so desperately to destroy what they had to keep her safe.

This time it wasn’t different and somehow he even hoped that she would send him away and tell him she never wanted to see him again, but instead of giving his stubborn mind the win here, she proved again why he fell for her cause she was able to win even the worst fight and turn it around into something so beautiful that he only wanted to cry about it.

“You say you’re dangerous. That you destroy everything you touch. So destroy me. Ruin me. Tear me apart, and let me love you all the same.”

Silence was the first thing that unfolded between them now and his heart was hammering against his chest pushing him to finally say something what only would sound wrong, but he knew there had to be some kind of response. Just anything. But the first sound that came from his lips was a disparaging scoff, his hands waving her off as he turnt his back on her to escape her piercing eyes. “You know I wouldn’t do that. I can’t May.” he muttered and felt his fingers nervously fiddle while she smashed her flat hands again on her counter.

“And now you turn your back on me? At least look at me when you’re telling me to back off from you.” With an angry growl she walked around the counter to grab Ricks wrist and turn him around, his eyes painfully closing cause every little look at her was too much.

“I would never hurt you Mason. You know that. That’s why… that’s why I push you away all the time don’t you see that?” In fact she didn’t only see it but especially felt it and somewhere on the way Rick must have forgotten that she had feelings too.

“Well, did it ever occur to you that this maybe hurts me the most? You pushing me away? Did it ever come to your usual brilliant and rational thinking mind that I didn’t choose to love you? Cause listen Rick, I might have a fucked up taste for liking you but only a masochist would choose to fall in love with someone who risks his life every day and disappears for weeks without saying a word. Someone who fights with me so much that I sometimes wanna choke you. And maybe I’m crazy but I’m definitely not enjoying this pain.” Her hands pushed against his chest faster than he could grab them to stop her and immediately he stumbled back from the strength she still had in that tiny body which never stopped surprising him.

“Mason, stop it.” Now their eyes met again and he could feel the rage and pain from hers burning down his skin before he raised his hands in defense to get closer to her again. “I’m sorry. I… I didn’t know you…”

“You know fucking damn well I love you Rick. And you love me too, you said it just yesterday as you thought I was asleep.”

And again she managed to start a shocked silence between them, both of their minds running around in circles and helplessly searching for an exit. “I… I don’t know what you want me to say.” he sighed and ran his hands through his hair, his chin lowered so he could look at the floor again.

“The truth Rick. Just the truth. I don’t care if it hurts, but you owe it to me don’t you think?” Of course she was right and even he knew that, but that didn’t change that he felt his whole body shaking from the tension that this endless fear of losing her started in his veins.

“You’re right. Forgive me Mason, I know you’re right.” After a deep breath he walked towards her, his arms closing around her shoulders to pull her against his chest so she couldn’t look at him and even if she tried to free herself, he begged her to stop moving. “Please… I can’t look into your eyes when I say this.” And maybe that was exactly the reason why she wanted him to say it into her face, but this time it was him winning this fight cause he just kept her close until she wrapped her arms around him too. “Yes, I do love you. But it fucking scares me to hell and back cause I know my love only hurts people. I can’t lose you May. I can’t have them use you against me and one day wake up without you knowing it was my fault they took you from me. How should I be able to live with that, hm?”

His embrace opened again, his hands now grabbing her upper arms to look at her face clearly. “Don’t say that again. Don’t tell me you want me to destroy you cause May… I can’t do that. I can’t have anything destroying you and in the end being close to me would destroy us both without anyone of us really wanting that. All I want is having you safe, it’s all I ask. And if that means I gotta make you hate me, then I’m gonna do that. Cause I rather destroy myself than ever let any harm touch your skin. I promise.” He was honest and his hands began to shake as they grabbed her face to pull her closer so he only had to whisper. “Never say you love me again. Please May, it scares me. Isn’t it enough that we know? That we feel it?” He wanted to prove it to her, make her remember it for the rest of her life and never question it again as his lips crashed on hers to pull her into a kiss. This was the language he could give her. It was everything he was able to give her and something he only wanted her to have and whatever it would take he would remind her of this. He wouldn’t leave if she didn’t want him to, but he also could never stay the way they wished for, could he?

“Come home with me.” he muttered between the dance of their mouths, whining weakly as if someone ripped out his heart and threatened to burn it right in front of him. And only as she nodded and whispered an “okay” he was able to breathe again even if all of their next breaths were swallowed within the others mouth, an endless fight for power no one of them would win. They both knew that they had lost for tonight, but there was another part in them that won after all and this part was the only thing that mattered for tonight.

@smokinmirrors

#smokinmirrors #Mason x Rick || and now I’m dreaming of you #answered meme

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buckyscrystalqueen · 7 years ago

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Fate: Part 5

Pairings: Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader

Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Swearing.

Word Count: 5,518

A/N: First time writing A/B/O so please be gentle. Figured I’d drop a new story for the new blog. Enjoy it, y’all!

My {Heart in Ink} Masterlist

Fate Masterlist Aesthetic by @ravenangel33

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You shifted in your nest and gently pushed on Ryan to get him to stop his direct kicks to your lungs as Bucky softly snored next to you. You glanced over and glared at him; it had been at least two days since you had gotten any sleep, and turned up the TV a tiny bit. You sighed as you pushed at Ryan again, silently begging him to move when suddenly all three pups kicked hard at the same time and went still. Your heart clenched and you jabbed at Ryan again, receiving no reaction.

“Alpha!” You screamed as you jabbed at Allie and Mason. Bucky sat bolt up right in bed as tears started pouring down your cheeks. “Something’s wrong.”

“FRIDAY, wake up every nurse and doctor in the compound and tell them it’s an emergency with the pups.” He roared as he scooped you into his arms and ran out of the bedroom. “Hang on, Omega. I got you.” Your head bobbed in agreement as you continued to poke at your pups, begging them to move as your mate ran down the three flights of stairs from your floor to the med bay.

“Please babies! Move!” You pleaded as he kicked open the med bay door.

“What happened?” Cara shouted over your tears as she pulled a lab coat on over her Scooby-Doo pajamas.

“They just stopped moving and they won’t kick back.” You sobbed to her and Bruce as Bucky put you down gently on a hospital bed.

“We gotta get them out. They’re at term and are probably going into destress.” Helen said as she pulled her hair back. “FRIDAY, wake up Steve and get him down here to help hold her down, we don’t have time to anesthetize her completely.”

“Wait, you can’t just cut her open.” Bucky said over the shouts of the doctors as he followed you and the two doctors down the hall toward the OR, dodging nurses as they dashed around to get supplies.

“We don’t have another choice. We need to get the pups out.” Bruce said as he guided the bed into the OR.

“Alpha, the pups.” You cried as Cara grabbed your arm and took the IV one of the nurses was handing her.

“We’ll need you to hold her shoulders down.” Helen said as she handed a syringe of pup-safe anesthetic that would take a few minutes you didn’t have to completely kick in to Cara as Bruce started hooking you up to monitors. Bucky didn’t move as Steve slid into the OR. Cara gave him a quick run down as Helen applied a local anesthetic to try to take the edge off.

“Buck, look at me.” Steve said as he grabbed his friends arms and turned him away from you. His terror filled eyes found his friends and Steve pointed at you. “We need to get the pups out. It’s priority. Your mission is to keep your Omega still and calm. Hold her down and keep talking to her. She will be fine, OK?” Bucky nodded mechanically as his friend pushed him toward you. Bucky was moved so he stood over your head and he leaned down and put his arms over your shoulders and across your chest.

“Alpha…” You sobbed as your arms were strapped to the table so you couldn’t push anyone away to get away from the pain. He nodded and licked his lips as Steve threw his weight over your legs at the same moment Cara made the first incision. Your blood curdling scream filled the room; shattering Bucky’s heart as he fought his Alpha instincts to take away your pain.

“I know, Omega. I know. Hey, focus on me, doll.” He said over the doctors and nurses talking as he moved directly in your line of sight. Your eyes found his tear soaked eyes as the three doctors fought to get the pups out and to try to get you numb enough so you wouldn’t feel it.

“Hey, what do you say, after all this is done, you, me and our pups lay in the nest and finish watching that zombie show you like? You know, the one with the cannibal group and the train tracks? We’ll sit and traumatize our pups like good parents with that.” You nodded in agreement as another blast of pain, thankfully less than the first one ripped through you. Your body lurched only slightly under the full weight of two super soldiers holding you down.

“Here’s the first pup.” Cara said as she pulled Mason from your womb with a smile. A smile spread across your face as your blurry son was lifted into your line of sight.

“Mason.” You whispered weakly as he was passed off to a nurse. Bucky choked a laugh as he looked back down at you.

“You’re doing great, (Y/N).” He said as you looked back up at him. His face blurred before you and you tried to blink your eyes as Mason’s tiny cries filled your mind.

“She’s losing a lot of blood.” A nurse shouted miles away as Bucky’s weight was moved from your upper body.

“Omega!” He screamed as you let your eyes fall closed; too tired to keep them open any longer. “(Y/N)!”

“We got two.” Someone shouted before you let yourself give in to your exhaustion.

——

You could hear Bucky’s soft snores and the steady beep of some kind of machine as you woke up from your much needed nap and for a moment, you wondered why the snores sounded father away than normal. You forced your eyes open and and blinked against the blinding, white light before reality set in. You were in a hospital bed in what you assumed was the med bay. The beeping was from a heart monitor that was up over your right shoulder. The snoring came from a chair right beside your bed to your left.

Bucky looked broken. He had obvious tear tracks stained on his cheeks and despite being asleep, he looked like he hadn’t slept in weeks. His hair was tied back in a messy bun and he was still wearing the same, blood covered wife beater and pajama pants he had on… wait a minute. How long ago was it? Your pups…

“Alpha…” You croaked, your throat dry from lack of water. Bucky lurched from his nap and shot out of his chair.

“Thank God.” He whispered as fresh tears formed in his eyes and slid down his cheeks. He sat down on the bed by your hip with a smile.

“The pups.” You inquired as he grabbed a cup of water off the bedside table and offered you the straw.

“They’re all fine. They’re right h…”

“How big?” Tears formed in your eyes as you forced yourself to take a drink of water. His smile got even bigger and he shook his head.

“They’re perfect.” He said as he put the glass back down and sat your bed up. He hit the call button on the wall before he reached over and pulled the bassinet style, three pup stroller Tony had made you. Your pups laid side by side in the stroller with their limbs wrapped around each other. He had Mason and Ryan on either side of Allie and you were so grateful that they were all still so tiny. You let out a choked sob as you carefully moved your legs off the side of the bed to get closer.

“My babies.” You sobbed as you reached out and gently ran your finger down Ryan’s cheek. You felt the bed shift as Bucky sat down next to you and pulled the stroller closer.

“You scared the shit out of me.” He whispered as he wrapped his metal arm around you and pulled you into his side. “You…” You looked up at him as tears poured down his cheeks.

“I’m here.” You said softly as you put your hand on his thigh. “Right here, Alpha.” He nodded as he turned and pulled you into his arms.

“Don’t do that to me again.” He whispered into your neck. “I can’t live without you.” You nodded and wrapped your arms around him.

“I won’t.”

“Hey… she’s awake.” Cara said softly as she and Helen came into the room. You forced yourself away from Bucky to look at them as the two of you wiped your tears away.

“Thank you. Both of you…” Helen swiped her hand at you as she took a seat in the chair Bucky had been sleeping in.

“We just did our job. Those three are actually the first pups I have ever delivered so thank you for the opportunity.” You smiled as you looked over at your sleeping pups before looking back at the doctors.

“So what happened?” Cara sighed as she grabbed the wheelie chair and brought it over between the stroller and the chair with a half smile.

“You lost a lot of blood a little too fast and passed out. We had to get the pups out and that caused more blood loss. We did lose you once but the second we got Allie out, we brought you back, got you stable…”

“Then we put you in the cradle. Took half a day but we got your white count back up and your incision healed. You’re as good as new.” Helen said as she stood up and began removing your heart monitor with a smile.

“You were only out two days. The pups were all perfectly healthy and didn’t need to spend anytime in the NICU but we knew that. They have all held the same weights and lengths that they did in utero.” You nodded at Cara’s words as you looked back at your sleeping pups.

“How is that possible?” The two woman shrugged as Helen tossed the EKG leads on the bed behind you and sat back down.

“We believe that, with Bucky’s regenerative healing because of the serum, the pups simply grew fast initially to essentially ‘heal’ themselves. Once they hit term where everything was working properly, they stopped having to ‘heal’ themselves and just… started to be pups.”

“Your mate insisted that you wanted to strictly breastfeed and with his help in holding them since you couldn’t, all three have a great latch. Pups are cleared and we were just waiting for you to wake up. With the cradle doing all the work, we have no reason to keep you here so if you wanna go upstairs and watch The Walking Dead for days on end, feel free.” You smiled at the faint memory of Bucky’s promise and nodded.

“Yes, please.” The two doctors smiled as they stood up from their chairs. Bucky pushed the stroller back a little bit and helped you too your feet as Cara and Helen headed out the door.

“I’d still like to keep a close eye on them for possible growth spurts. Not every day but twice a week for the first month, if that’s OK?” You nodded at Cara as you gently stretched your slightly stiff muscles.

“Just tell us when you want us to come down.” She nodded at you and headed out the door after Helen as you grabbed the handle of the stroller.

“Let’s go home, doll.” Bucky said softly as he put his hand on your lower back… just in case. “I’ll worry about letting everyone know you’re up. Wouldn’t let anyone come down to see them until you got to see them first.” You smiled up at him as you pushed the strollers toward the elevators at the end of the med bay.

“You’re too cute, Alpha.” You purred as he pushed the elevator button. He shrugged as he hiked your massive diaper bag up on his shoulder.

“I’m just so glad you’re finally awake.” You nodded in agreement as you both stepped into the elevator.

“Me, too.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

As your pups grew, you definitely saw how the serum had subtle impacts on your pups lives. General milestones were met almost too easily; all three of them held their heads up at one month old, moved from front to back and back to front easily at two months, at four and a half months, all three of them sat up continuously by themselves with no support and by five and a half, they were crawling. All three were definitely developing their own personalities, even at such a young age, but no matter how quickly they were accomplishing their milestones, none of them were in a rush to grow up. It wasn’t until December, when they were six months old, that the serum effects really started to show.

Ryan was first. You were all sitting in your nest, watching Toy Story 3 while you nursed before the pups went to bed. As you fed Mason, Allie laid curled up and half asleep on Bucky’s chest like she did every single night. Ryan sat perched on his right shoulder, enthralled with the bright colors on the screen.

“So sad.” You whispered as you watched the toys heading toward the fiery furnace. You couldn't stop the couple tears that fell from your eyes. You saw Ryan look over at you out of the corner of your eye and he immediately crawled over next to you. You felt his little hand land on your arm for only a moment before a calm feeling blanketed your body. You had seen him do the same thing to Allie when she would cry but you always thought it was just a sibling thing.

“What the?” You looked down at your pup as he watched your face. You heard Bucky ask ‘what’ as Ryan simply smiled, pat your arm once and looked back at the TV with his hand still on your arm. “He just…” You looked over at Bucky before looking back at Ryan, utterly confused.

“What, doll?” You looked back over at him and shook your head as you tried to figure out how to explain it.

“He just calmed me down.” Bucky cocked an eyebrow as you both looked down at Ryan again. “Wait, pretend to be mad.” Your mate looked at you like you were crazy before he growled.

“Turn off the TV.” He snapped, with false anger. Ryan’s head darted over toward him for a moment as Bucky forced himself to be mad. Almost as if he knew his daddy was faking, he simply turned back to the TV and put his hands in his lap. You couldn’t help but laugh as Mason wiggled away from your breast to watch the movie in your lap.

“Wait, I have an idea.” You said as you pat Mason’s back. You reached over, grabbed your cell phone and called down to Aaron. He picked up on the second ring.

“Hey, sunshine.” He cooed.

“Hey… I need a favor. If you and Max aren’t doing anything can you come up here, pretending that your fighting? Stand right up against the bed so Ryan can get to your hands or arms.” You heard Aaron stutter a bit on the other end.

“Ummm… yea, sure. We’ll be right up.” You thanked him and hung up the phone as you ran your hand over the back of your middle pup’s head. It was only a minute before Aaron and Max’s fake shouts echoed through the house before they stormed into the bedroom. “Sunshine, can you tell him I need a dog?”

“We don’t need a dog, Omega!” Max shouted as the two of them stood right up against the bed. All four adults watched as Ryan panicked and quickly crawled over to the two men. They continued to fake fight for only a moment as Ryan grabbed both their hands.

“Whoa!” Aaron said as he looked at his nephew. “Did he do that?” You nodded as Ryan looked up at his two uncles to make sure they were OK before crawling back over and sitting down on Bucky’s shoulder again.

“That’s really weird.” Max said as he looked at his hand.

“Man, now I wanna know what he does.” Bucky complained as he looked up at his son.

“Well now that we settled whatever you were figuring out, we were just about to find out who got the last rose.” You smiled at Aaron as he grabbed Max’s hand and pulled him toward the door.

“Sorry about your luck, man.” Bucky said to Max. “I get to watch Disney.” You rolled your eyes as you waved to your friends.

“Thanks, loves.” You looked over at Bucky as the closing credits to the movie began to roll. “You’ll see it eventually, Alpha.” He huffed as he wrapped one hand around Allie and held Ryan to his shoulder with the other.

“Yea, I know.” He sighed as he got up and headed toward the nursery to get your three pups ready for bed.

——

You were getting ready for Christmas Eve brunch with Bucky for your anniversary when Allie revealed her little trick. You were standing in your bathroom, fixing your hair when Bucky screamed your name. Your heart stopped as your brush clattered to the ground and you sprinted out into your living room where Bucky, Wanda and Vision were all staring at your baby girl.

“What?” You nearly shouted as you looked between the three of them. “Why are you screaming?” Bucky looked back at you before looking back at his giggling daughter.

“Can you show mommy? Show mommy your trick, Allie.” You walked toward the couch and looked at Allie with your eyebrow raised. She smiled at you before looking back over at Vision. She took a deep breath and her whole body started to shake. You half expected her to scream when suddenly, she turned purple. You yelped and lurched toward your pup as she exhaled and changed back to normal. She simply giggled and clapped her hands.

“What the hell is that?” You asked as you looked at your pup.

“She just turned purple! I don’t know!” Bucky said as he got up to look at his little princess.

“It would appear she is a shape shifter.” Vision said simply as if it were no big deal.

“Jeeezzza…” You groaned as you moved to sit down on the couch. You took a deep breath and sighed as you stood your daughter on your knees. “Welp. That makes two of you more special.”

“It would make sense. Technically, their genes are already mutated so show…”

“Vis!” Wanda snapped over Bucky’s deep growl as she whacked his arm. “You can’t say stuff like that.”

“They aren’t mutated!” Bucky snapped as he got up and took Allie from you. You knew he felt personally responsible for everything that was going on with your pups. You sighed as he waited by the bedroom door for Mason and Ryan as they crawled after him to protect their sister before he toed it closed to hide himself in your nest. With a sigh, you looked over at Vision and Wanda.

“Looks like we won’t be needing you after all today.”

“I’m so sorry, (Y/N).” Wanda said softly as she stood up and pulled Vision up with her. “He didn’t mean anything by it.” You nodded, forcing yourself to remain calm and not react the way you wanted to to protect your pups as you kissed her cheek.

“I know. It’s just… it’s a sensitive topic.” She nodded in understanding and pushed her mate toward the stairs.

“We’ll see you for dinner tomorrow, yea?” You gave her a half smile and nodded.

“Sounds good. Thanks again.” You didn’t even wait for them to completely leave before you headed into the bedroom and closed the door behind you. Bucky was already sitting on the bed turning on ‘Micky Mouse Clubhouse’ from your DVR with all three pups on his lap. He took one look at you and you could see the pain and anger in his eyes.

“They are normal.” He said as you stepped out of your dress and grabbed a tank top from your dresser drawer.

“They are special but yes, they are normal like everyone else.” You climbed onto the middle of the bed and leaned against the headboard beside Bucky. His head fell to your shoulder as the two of you watched your pride and joys happily watch TV.

“People are going to make fun of them.” He said softly as he put his metal hand on Mason’s side. Tears welled in your eyes at the reality as your oldest leaned back until he fell against his fathers chest.

“So, we prepare them. There are other people out there like our pups, Alpha. Ours aren’t the only ones. And besides, from what we can see Ryan and Allie can control their gifts. And if Mason has them, so can he. So, when they get old enough to be around people outside our family, they will be in complete control.” You felt Bucky’s head nod a fraction of an inch and you gently maneuvered your arm behind his head. After a moment, you let out a soft chuckle.

“And besides, if someone makes fun of one of our pups, they have to deal with not only the other two pups, but the vicious mommy and the ex-assassin daddy with the metal arm. They’re screwed then.” You could feel his cheek twitch into a smile against your shoulder as he reached out and laced his fingers with yours.

“Sorry I messed up our anniversary.” You shook your head and gently kissed his forehead.

“There is absolutely no place I would rather be right now.”

——

Mason, not wanting to be out done by his brother and sister, showed his skill the very next day during Tony’s Christmas Day dinner. You were sitting with Aaron, Nat and Wanda, watching Bucky and Steve play with the pups and some of the toys ‘Iron Santa’ had brought the triplets that evening, when Mason found something completely different he wanted to play with.

“No, Mason. That’s not ours.” You scolded softly as he grabbed the strap of Thor’s precious hammer.

“Oh, let the boy play.” Thor called out as he came over to watch. “He can do no harm.” Your eyebrow arched as you slowly sat back in your chair.

“You obviously do not have pups.” You teased as Mason sat down on the ground behind the hammer. Thor chuckled as Mason grabbed the strap in his fat, little fist.

“Silly woman, this is Mjölnir! Only the…” His words were cut off instantly as a loud scraping, scratch noise echoed throughout the room. Everyone got dead silent as Mason tilted his head to the side and looked at the hammer again.

“Did he just…?” Tony asked as Mason grabbed the strap again and pulled the hammer toward him a full inch.

“He just moved the hammer.” Clint gasped as Mason crawled around and looked at the side. He studied it for a moment as the group of stunned adults watched in awe. Hesitantly, your pup reached out, shoved the top part of it and knocked it to the side with a bang. The loud noise made him and your two other pups jump before they all burst into tears.

“He just moved the hammer.” Natasha said in shock as you picked up Mason while Bucky comforted Allie and Ryan.

“Jesus, Barnes. What kinda mutant spawn did you create?” Sam teased with a laugh. The hairs on the back of your neck stood on end as deep growl rolled out of your and Bucky’s chest. Before he could react, you lurched forward and slammed your fist into Sam’s jaw, sending him flying to the floor.

“Mutant spawn? Who the fuck do you think you are, Bird boy?” You spat, not caring that you were going for the low blow. You pointed your finger at him as the triplets screamed from the noise. “Don’t you dare disrespect my pups like that again just because you’re jealous that a six month old can move a hammer you wished you could pick up. If you even look at my pups ever again and I will fucking kill you, do you understand me?” Sam nodded rapidly as he scrambled across the floor away from you. You had never in your life struck anyone let alone an Alpha but you were tired of hearing people talk negatively about something your family can’t control.

“Yea, my pups are special. Ryan can change peoples emotions, Allie can turn purple and Mason knocked over a magic hammer. You guys have an issue with it, take it up with me.” You spun on your heel toward Bucky and gestured for your pups. “Give ‘em. I’m taking our ‘mutants’ home.” The growl he had started with yours was still rolling in his chest as he passed you Ryan and stood up with Allie. He glared daggers at Sam, who he was never a fan of in the first place as Aaron came over with your purse.

“I’ll bring up the pup’s t-o-y-s in a little while, OK?” You nodded at him, gave him a quick kiss and stormed out of the main living room and towards your elevators. You kicked the elevator button hard and jostled your sons up in your arms. Neither of you could say a word as you got into the elevator and headed up to your house with three crying pups.

“You did the right thing.” Bucky finally said as the doors opened to your house. You made it two steps into your home before you burst into tears.

“My babies” You sobbed as you sank to the ground to cry with your sons. Bucky immediately moved Allie into your arms between her brothers, picked all four of you up and carried you to your room. He set you all down in the middle of the bed and pulled off your heels. “Can I just start killin’ people?” Despite how angry he was, a small smile spread across his face as he unbuttoned his dress shirt.

“No, because I’m not physically capable of breast feeding.” It took you both only a moment as he toed off his shoes before you burst out laughing. You sat up with your pups and started taking off their Christmas outfits as Bucky headed out to the living room to grab a few toys for a quiet family night. You thanked God you had though to take a cute family photo before dinner.

“I think Santa went a little overboard.” He said as he dropped a large armful of toys in the middle of the nest. You shrugged as your sniffling pups instantly cheered up and started grabbing toys to play with.

“I’m just gunna start punching people when they make fun of our pups.” You said as Bucky got onto the bed and laid his head on your lap.

“You’re quiet frightening for an Omega, doll.” He teased as he rested his hand on your shin and started to brush his thumb back and forth against your skin. “But next time, I’m knocking Wilson out. It’s been a long time coming.” You giggled as you watched Mason race a Fisher Price toy car up Bucky’s leg.

“Deal.” You casually ran your fingers through his long, brown hair as Allie babbled away to her new doll and Ryan played with an activity triangle that had a dozen of so parts that rattled, spun and twisted. After a few minutes, you felt Bucky chuckle as he looked up at you.

“Did you call him ‘Bird boy’?”

“That I did.” He laughed as he laid his head back down on your leg.

“That’s freaking priceless.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You sat on the couch, lost in thought with an ignored cup of coffee in your hands as your pups played with their Christmas presents in front of you. You realized that morning what Mason’s ‘gift’ really was when he effortlessly lifted one side of the couch up for Allie when the ball she was playing with slipped from her hands and rolled under it. As you watched your baby boy set the couch back down and simply crawl away, you felt conflicted.

You loved your pups with every fiber of your being. You would lay down your life for them in a moment without a second thought. But you knew what the world looked like for ‘mutants’. They were feared, beaten and even killed every single day just for being different. Despite being the pups of an Avenger, your pups would never live a normal life; your babies would always have to live in fear.

“Omega, are you with me?” Your head whipped toward the sound of Bucky’s voice as he headed toward the kitchen to grab a bottle of water after his workout.

“Sorry, Alpha. Just… day dreaming.” He looked back over at you, catching the sadness in your eyes that you were trying to hide in your voice. You met his eyes for only a moment before you looked back at your pups. He sighed and downed his water as he walked over to the couch.

“You gotta stop thinking about it, Omega.” He sighed as he sat down beside you.

“How can I not?” You asked as you looked back over at him. You watched his brow furrow ever so slightly as he scented the air.

“Shit… your heats are starting back up.” You nodded and looked at your cold coffee.

“You’re going into rut soon, too. I can feel it. Started in the middle of the night.” Tears welled in your eyes as they found your mate’s once more. “You know what they do to people like them. Sure we can protect them here, make them Avengers when they’re old enough. But they will never go to a real school or have friends their age.

Every time they go outside they’ll have to wonder… ‘is this the time someone realizes I’m different?’ We don’t even know if they follow the standard class system… if they will ever find mates.” You felt a tiny hand gently land on your leg seconds before a calm blanket surrounded you. With a small smile, you put your coffee mug on the table beside the couch and picked up your worried middle child. “Mommy’s OK, sweet boy.” You purred as he gently put one hand on your cheek and the other on his daddy’s knee. You looked over at Bucky and gave him a small smile as you rubbed your hand on Ryan’s back.

“This is no one’s fault, Alpha. I know you blame yourself but I don’t. This could happen to anyone. Aaron and Max… Tony and Pepper… even me and a different Alpha. It is what it is; it’s the nature of this world. I would never, ever wish our pups were different from who they are and I would gladly have more pups tomorrow if you wanted a bigger family even if I knew they would turn out the same way. I just need to know they are going to be OK.”

“They would never not be OK.” He said softly as he let Ryan climb into his lap to calm him down. “Omega, being my pups, they couldn’t be completely normal, you know that. If it’s not people attacking mutants, it’s HYDRA coming after the Winter Soldier’s pups. I know you don’t blame me; I still do, but I’m working on that. Doll, I wish, so badly that I had met you before I was forced to become the monster I was. But I can tell you this, I am in this with you. I love you. And as your Alpha, I will protect you and my family.” He gave you a small smile as Ryan continually pat his cheek to keep him calm.

“(Y/N), I’m scared, too. Scared that I’m not strong enough to protect all of you. Scared that someone will hurt our pups or you. Scared that, even though they ‘fixed me’ I will revert or HYRDA will find us. But like Steve told me this morning, we can live in fear of what could be or we can accept our fates.” He gave you a small smile as he reached out and took your hand.

“Fate brought us together. We were born 70 years apart, there is no way we should have ever mated. But we did and we got this little guy.” He looked at Ryan with a smile before looking at his other two pups, who were now sitting on the floor next to the couch. “And these two little monsters.” He growled playfully as you both reached down, picked up a pup and got them comfortable on your laps. You looked at your little family with a smile as Mason curled up against your chest. You watched Allie curl into Ryan against Bucky as your fiancé smiled at you. “This is our fate. And I wouldn’t change it for the world. Scary or not, normal or not. It’s ours.”

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Dates

Date 1 ❤️ 09/06/19 ~ 1-6pm :)

I ate poke along the highway (@Sunshine Poke), we walked along the beach, drove in his excursion along the coast and listened/sang to music together :) oh! And he skipped rocks! He tried to teach me but I sucked. Honestly thought he was just the most simple person and super kind and funny, go with the flow type.

Date #2 ❤️ 09/14/19 ~ 5-9pm :)

I met up with Dylan and Camden at Luiseño Park! We hung out there and then went to get Chick fil a. We ate in his car in the parking lot and goodness he was so handsome 😅 loved our conversations. He showed me Camp Pendleton and his barracks and we talked with Camden there. So funny!!!! Loved it.

Date #3 ❤️ 09/21/19 ~ 4/5:00-9:30pm :)

Uhm so we went to the store on base to buy ben and jerrys ice cream and snacks but uh... that nap date we were supposed to have wasn’t a nap date... yeah... LOL. 10/10 🥰😍 goodness. He’s SUCH a gentleman. Made the experience amazing.

Date #4 ❤️ 09/29/19 ~ 1:30-7:00pm :)

What a day!!! So we met up at the mall, we ate at sushi boat. Then I drove us to harveston to take a walk around the lake. Then we went to Backyard Bottleshop & Taproom for some beer tasting because he wanted to get me out of my comfort zone. Then we went to the trampoline park! And sat by the park by Purroy and Butterfield for a little bit before heading to the La Alba trail... and uh... under the freaking sky... holy shit. 10 out of 10!!! That was incredible. Never thought I would do that. It was his first time like that too so 😍 then we got some canes and I drove him back to his excursion by the mall where we ate outside in the back of it. Lovely day!

Accompanying him!!! ❤️ 10/07/19 ~ 12pm-3:30pm

We went to BMW to trade in his excursion! He looked so so happy with his new car. I’m glad I helped in the way I did. He deserves the best.

Date #5 ❤️ 10/19/19 ~ 11:00am-4:00pm :)

We met up by Oceanside pier, went on a walk there, then had brunch at Breakfast Club Diner! He loves his maple syrup on his pancakes 😂 I had french toast and he had this omelette! We headed back to the barracks and cuddled and uh... yeah again. LOL. Geez hes the best 😩 so sweet and intimate and you can really feel the connection. He’s an amazing cuddler. I wouldn’t mind waking up to that view I was looking at earlier while he was sleeping every morning... :’)

Date #6 ❤️ 10/23/19 ~ 5:30pm-9pm

We met by the pier again!! We walked and saw the sunset and he put his arm around me and I did the same back. So sweet. Then we headed to this one place to eat fish but then we decided we wanted mexican food. So we just kept walking and planned to eat at Dorothy’s tacos but it was closed! So we ended up in Sanchos tacos which was delicious!! Then we walked and I gave him my gift. I was so glad I got to give it to him. We had some great convos in the parking lot in the back of my car. He’s freaking strong as hell. I admire him. Hugs and kisses came at random times :) oh! And I got to walk and hold his arm and hand today!!! I loved every second!!!

Date #7 ❤️ 11/02/19 ~ 11:10am-8:11pm

So Dylan and I met up at the park in the morning and drove into the barracks. I gave him his essential oils too! We played call of duty and Minecraft for a little bit on multiplayer. LOL. I sucked so bad. Then we went out for lunch at this place called Miss Kim’s by That Boy Good and had barbecue that was suuuuper delish! We were so full by the time we finished. Then Dylan’s friend, Mason, hit him up and we met up with him at a brewery within walking distance called Breakwater! I had a Bitburger Beer and Dylan (coors with lime?) didn’t like it at all LOL. We stayed there for an hour and a half or so and then headed back to the barracks and he LET ME DRIVE. Like what. That trust though. 😂 no ones ever let me drive their car. Then we got back to the barracks and watched movies 😉 yup... again it was 10/10 amazing 🤤 He’s gentle but aggressive at the same time 🥰 note: dirty talk going down!!! Must do. Haha. Then we went out for some ice cream at this gelato place called Gelato Love in Carlsbad :) went back to the barracks, took a nap and cuddled 🥰 and I went home... Dylan’s remarkable... 😭 I wanna keep him. I wonder if he feels the same way 😩

Date #8 ❤️ 11/11/19 ~ 11:45am-3:30pm

Took my NCLEX and then met up with Dylan. We cleaned his car since he got a free carwash for being in the military! sadly couldn’t do much after because of the time :c but we got Panda Express and then sat in his car for a bit checking out some new music :) can’t wait to hang out with him more and help him feel better about his family... future gift possibly? A plane ticket? I’d totally do it

Date #9 ❤️ 11/14/19 ~ 5:30pm - 9:30pm

Met up with Dylan in the Khols parking lot! Then I took him to Aztek Tacos and he ordered his California burrito with no fries (lol) and I got some tacos. He let me try this mango-rita? It was good 😂 then we went to Coin Op in old town!!! That was so fun, we played a bunch of games and I even beat him in basketball and street fighter 😂 then we walked along the street and sat by the city hall on one of the benches and had a good talk outside. It was super nice. Then I drove him back to his car and he showed me memes before he left. LOL. I can feel the connection growing and I hope it only grows from here 😌

11/16-17/19 ❤️ ~ 11:30pm - 3:20am

Dylan drove over to me last night and we went to sonic, ate some Sonic blasts, shared music & showed some funny Facebook videos while in the parking lot of fitness 19, drove back home and lied down in his car with the moon roof open and continued listening to music and talked some more. Then we gave eachother some amazing kisses while listening to 80s music (who knew that would be such a vibe? 😂) to last until the next time we see eachother. I’ve never done this late night hangout thing before and it was honestly so great. He’s great. I’ve always thought so. 💓

Date #10 ❤️ 11/22/19 ~ 6:30pm - 11:15pm

So I met up with Dylan and Camden at Big Bobs Best Pizza and Dylan and I shared a large pizza while Camden had a bby cheese one. Afterwards we went to the park and the 3 of us played so much on the jungle gym!! It was so so fun. The slide was our favorite 😂 then we moved over to climbing on the rocks and then the tennis courts where we literally ran in circles chasing eachother, and then the baseball field. Dylan and I talked in between and snuck kisses and I was admiring him and Camdens bond. :’) we then went to Dylan’s old apartment and chilled there and THEY HAVE A DOGGIE and lizards omg. Camden showed me his room! Honestly I wouldnt mind seeing camden more. And then me and Dylan cuddled on the couch and then ahhh his kisses get better every time dear gosh. Best cuddles and best kisser ever. LOL. And yup we ended up going to the room and uh 😍😍 the connection seemed so much stronger! It was amaaaaazing! When we finished we walked to the living room and stood and hugged and talked before I left :’) this evening was such a dream... I hope me and Dylan keep this up for a long time, and I pray that God will find a way to make this work if it’s meant to be. ❤️

11/29/19 ❤️ 12:17pm-3:15am

Dylan drove over to me again and he and I talked and drove around in his car. We also got 4 McDonald’s sausage burritos for us as a snack 😂 we talked some more and I held his hand and shared a bunch of kisses and hugs ❤️

Date #11 ❤️ 11/29/19 ~ 2:30pm-10:45pm

Dylan met up with me and mama today for Black Friday shopping at the Carlsbad Shoppes and UTC and it was the best day 😭 i was so so happy that he came with me. We first went to Bath and Body Works, we got him lotion and a candle! Then to PINK and Aerie for some underwear, perfume, and some bras/sweats and Dylan helped me choose! 😭 then we went into Abercrombie when we got to UTC and Dylan bought his cologne 😍 OH and he also bought my LULULEMON LEGGINGS!!! LIKE WHAT!!!? Ive never had that happen to me before. Just someone who pays so much to buy me something... I owe him so much. 😭 Had dinner at Din Tai Fung and I’m so so happy he liked it!!! We then walked a bit after to digest the food haha. I couldn’t stop holding his arm and his hands and hugging him today. He’s amazing, idk how I got so lucky.

Date #12 ❤️ 11/30/19 ~ 11:15am-7:40pm

Met up with Dylan again!!! And we had a lovely time snuggling up together in his room despite his roommate being there 😍 he ate his leftovers and then we played a game together! Snuggled some more and then went to the bathroom to get warm 😉 honestly that was AHHMAZING. From the floor to the counter to the floor again 😅🤤 He massaged my body with lotion too omg. We also took a shower together 😩 2 things... choking and going down 🤭 the best lol also the way he looks once he’s out of the shower with his hair wet and all... 😍 he’s so perfect. Not just because of his body but it all just ties in together. Then we went to eat at Panda Express on base and then drove to Sears at the Shoppes! Had some Haagen Dazs and went to game stop then Barnes and Noble!!! Great way to end the night for me :) today was such a great day. I love hanging out with him and his presence!!! ❤️

Date #13 ❤️ 12/04/19 ~ 6pm-9:15pm

Met up with Dylan at target to get a couple things and then he bought eggnog and I bought sugar cookie milk! It was so good. LOL. And then we went to eat dinner at Pho Ha along Douglas :) I’m glad he liked his Thai tea with boba and his vermicelli noodles with chicken! after we went to Verizon for a bit and then just talked for the rest of the night in my car before having to pick up mama from work ☺️ I love talking and hanging out with him.

Date #14 ❤️ 12/09/19 ~ 4pm to 9:30pm

Mama and I met up with Dylan at Texas Roadhouse and we had a yummy dinner! And then after that Dylan drove us to the BMW dealership in Vista to check out some cars. Him and mama were talking and and it made me so happy! I also got to hug him and hold his hand. He gave me his jacket because I was cold too 😭 then we went go kart racing at K1 speed! It was sooo fun me and Dylan have to go back. 😂 before we left we hung out on the chairs and just talked and laughed and took a bunch of photos. ❤️

Date #15 ❤️ 12/13/19 ~ 5:30pm to 9pm

Met up with Dylan and Camden at Ralphs to get their apartment key copied! And then we had a nice dinner over at Chin’s Chinese food. Camden kept wanting to sit to me but ultimately ended up sitting next to his dad. LOL. He was a bit rowdy today tbh but it’s all good haha. Got some lo mein, sweet and sour chicken and chop suey! Then we went back to their place, relaxed for a second, and then his ex called to let him know that she’s gonna be picking up some stuff at the apartment, so we drove around and looked at some Christmas lights and Dylan got a vanilla milkshake from McDonalds! LOL. He drove me back and I left right away to avoid any confrontation eek.

Date #16 ❤️ 12/15/19 ~ 12:45pm to 7:30pm

So I went to church at 11 at St. Margaret and then met up with Dylan and Camden at Barnes and Noble. I loveeeed this time! He got some stickers and then we showed Camden some truck and dinosaur books and he kept showing me these books that have those sound buttons and Paw Patrol. Camden is so fun to be around! He wanted so many things and Dylan was just like “just wait till Christmas” lol. After Barnes we went to eat at Golden Corral and Camden decided to sit next to me again haha. I talked to him a lot and fed him brussel sprouts. Afterwards walking back to the car, he held my hand! I cry. We made our way to the park and let Camden play for about an hour? Weather was beautiful and Dylan and I played too! Dylan was apparently the monster haha. We headed back to the apartment afterwards and we cuddled on the couch and played with Camden and then it got to that kind of moment so we head to the room and yup... dude I had my monthly visitor too, it was wild. But it was 10/10 as always ahhhhhhh. No words. It was amazing. LOL. I then had to go because his ex was coming back at 10 supposedly. :)

Date #17 ❤️ - 12/21/19 from 12:45pm to 3:30pm

So met up with Dylan after my run in Carlsbad (5 miles actually LOL) and then afterwards I drove him and I to get some food because we haven’t eaten! We went to the same That Boy Good barbecue place along Coast Highway and got the same thing haha. I got the brisket with mac and cheese and his was brisket with fries! He was so handsome today. I couldn’t help but hold his arm while walking! Then we drove back to where he parked over in Carlsbad and then talked in the car for a bit, exchanged a few kisses, and then had to go!

Date #18 ❤️ - 12/22/19 from 12:30pm to 10:00pm

Mama and I met up with Dylan at the mall and we kidnapped him! LOL. I drove us all the way to South Coast Plaza in Costa Mesa and there we walked around a lot! We got free hot chocolate while doing so, and then went to Ruby’s Diner for a quick lunch. He got this butterfinger milkshake and when we took a sip we could feel our arteries clog omg. Afterwards we walked some more and this entire time I was holding his arm and hand and at times he would have his arm around me too! There was a part where mama was taking our photo and he “sniffed” me LOL but in the photo it looked sweet so I’ll take it. He also gave me a bunch of forehead kisses and hugs :,) After walking around, we decided to move on to Mission Inn!! We walked around and looked at the lights. We bought this suuuper good hot chocolate with a gingerbread man on top. He gave me a kiss with whipped cream on his lips and it was literally... sweet. LOL. Dinner was at The Old Spaghetti Factory! We waited together outside and I held his hand and he gave me a bunch of kisses!! When we were inside he ordered me a Long Island drink but sadly he got heartburn from drinking it afterwards :( I felt so bad huhu. But he ended up being okay. I gotta bring TUMS in my bag now honestly lol. Then we walked back to the car and drove home. Today was amazing and Dylan is honestly the sweetest. Every stare, every wink, every hand hold, every hug, every forehead kiss, every arm hold, I feel something in my heart for him. I like him... a lot.

Date #19 ❤️ - 12/28/19 from 12pm to 11pm

So I met up with Dylan at the park and little did I know he actually bought me flowers and chocolates!!! It was so sweet of him. He told me beforehand that he was gonna stop at the store real quick lol. After that we went to his barracks to put the flowers inside and yup we took a little detour from plans ;) which was freaking amazing!!!! as always!!! he showed me his money collection box too!! and then headed out after an hour or so. We decided to get some Raising Canes over in Vista before heading to San Diego. Afterwards, we headed towards Petco Park and parked in the structure, walked over to where the scooters were and went around!!! I don’t remember exactly where we went but we went pretty dang far, 6 miles of scootering. LOL. Thankfully found a really nice hill (I think it was called Bankers Hill) to catch the sunset and snap a few photos. He then took me to the Altitude Sky Lounge in the Marriott Hotel!!! The view was gorgeous and we bought some drinks. Electric screwdriver I believe. His was hella strong, mine was too but more fruity. Haha. We stayed up there for about an hour and talked by the fire. I was honestly just admiring him here. I experience time flying by and slowing down with him at the same time. Afterwards we headed to Old Town SD where I took him to Cafe Coyote, he got a Cali Burrito with queso on top and I had carne asada tacos. Both of us got horchatas too. We then decided to head back to Camp Pendleton because it was super cold and we couldnt walk anymore. I cuddled with him at the barracks for a while which turned into...yup. LOL. 12/10. oh gah. I asked Dylan what he liked about me while facing him under the blankets, and he told me the most heartwarming answer that actually made me cry and he held me the whole time. I really felt it. I then headed home. I’m missing a lot of little details from today such as the kisses in between, the hand holds, arm holds, little looks of being adored... but this is one of the best days I’ve had with him and I can’t wait to have more days like this... with him. Oh, it was also our 4 month anniversary of talking to eachother... <333

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daydreamingleclerc · 3 years ago

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hey, ik ur writing something for me already but i had such a good thought and only you can execute it just how i like it 🥺

a mase request where reader is too shy to ask to do things 😏 with him, and he knows what you’re trying to say but wants to hear you say it. eventually, he says it for you and… yeah 🤤

OMG YES YES BESTIE this idea is so perfect

tell me, what do you want? | mason mount blurb

“tell me what you want me to do to you, sweetheart,” mason cooed, his lips ghosting over the skin of your jaw that ached to be kissed, “c’mon, angel let me hear that pretty voice of yours.”

a moment of silence fell over the pair of you as you questioned yourself on what to say. his dick was practically throbbing in his joggers underneath you, both hands splayed across your back underneath your jumper as he rocked you slowly. your shyness was endearing to him, particularly because this relationship was still fairly new and you hadn’t been sleeping together for very long. one thing you’d established right from the get go, was that mason was a talker — in life, and in bed. he got off on dirty talk, which wasn’t surprising considering half the time he was playing in different cities, or countries, and he needed someone to feed that image in his head.

“i - mason can y - please - sorry,” you muttered, careful to keep within the tone of the moment and not ruin it completely. you clenched your eyes closed and he kissed along your jaw, “i don’t think i can do this.”

he continued to kiss along your jaw repeatedly, “c’mon pretty girl i know you’ve got it in you,” his voice was like melted gold, dripping over your body in a silky, sultry tone that had your hips grinding. he gripped your hips and stopped your movement, fingertips hot against your skin. “y/n, tell me, what do you want me to do to you?”

“i, uh...”

his fingers circled your skin, and made their way up your body, travelling from your hip bones all the way up to your bra straps. you lost all train of thought, the smirk on his lips told you he knew what he was doing, “i, uh, mas--”

“--do you want me to touch you, y/n?”

you nodded, answering his question, and he chuckled before leaving a lingering kiss on your jaw. “whereabouts?” his hands moved up to your boobs, groping one in each.

“here?”

you nodded gently once more, relishing in the feeling of his hands on you. one of his hands ran down your stomach and rubbed your clit over the material of your shorts. “what about here?”

“mhm,” you breathed, desperate for more of his touch as you pressed against his hand.

he leaned his head down and nicked at your collarbones, his hand that was on your boobs now tugging your bra straps down and unclasping the back until your chest was on full show. his mouth ghosted over one of your nipples until eventually he wrapped his lips around it.

“is this what you wanted, hm, kitten? you were so desperate for daddy to touch you, weren’t you?”

“y-yes, daddy,” you breathed, releasing the pent up fear you had as the words trickled from your lips. mason groaned when the word left your lips, fearing that he’d bust his load already as it replayed around in your head.

his hand slipped into your shorts and began circling your clit, “you’re going to be my good girl, aren’t you? i know you want me to fuck that pretty little pussy,” he asked, pulling away from your nipple with an insufferable pop and your clit twitched under his touch. “it’s written all over your face, you just wanted me to say it, didn’t you, sweetheart?”

“please, mase,” your words came out in a desperate whisper, and he had you in the palm of his hand. he smriked, and waited for you to tell him what you wanted, gazing up at you from your chest, one nipple in his mouth. “please, fuck me.”

he hummed in satisfaction and pulled off of your nipple once more. you gazed at him with wide pupils, and knew what he wanted before he’d even opened his mouth. you got on all fours, hands reaching down to your hips to pull off the cotton shorts, but he stopped you. “i’m fucking you like this,” he instructed, pulling himself out of his joggers and making you whimper, “we both know if i come face to face with that gorgeous pussy i’ll end up eating it.”

he pushed your shorts to the side, and without much warning he buried himself inside you, slow at first as he ran a comforting hand down your spine. he began moving, his hips setting a slow but hard pace as they smashed into yours, and you stretched yourself out further so he could go deeper. both of you were panting, moaning messes as he thrusted into you, slowly on purpose.

“does this make you feel good, kitten?”

“so good,” you whined, crying out as you felt him hitting your g-spot. “right there, mase, please don’t stop.”

you couldn’t see the cocky smirk that etched across his features, but the cockiness exuded throughout the room. “do i make you feel that good?” he asked, sarcasm bouncing off of his body.

you were close, the clenching of your pussy around him told him that much, and you knew you wouldn’t last much longer. “please cum inside me, masey,” you bounced back to meet his thrusts, and he paused slightly.

“huh?”

“i want you to cum inside me,” you looked back at him over your shoulder, and he groaned when he realised you were serious. “please, mase i’m so close.”

he nodded, and you stilled as you came, a cry of his name tumbling from your lips. the excess of juices leaking from you was enough to trigger his orgasm, as he fell over the edge with a cry of your name, too.

“that was fun,” you laughed, feeling his stubble tickling the back of your neck as he flopped on top of your back, dick still semi-hard inside of you.

“it was,” he agreed, kissing your neck. “you should talk to me like that more often.”

“whatever you say, mason.”

#mason mount #mason mount smut #mason mount imagine #mason mount blurb #mason mount fluff #football blurb #football smut #football masterlist #england blurb #england imagine #i hope you liked it!#this was so fun to write #mason i’m free if you ever wanna choke someone #my husband <3 #<3

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daydreamingleclerc · 3 years ago

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hey girl! i hope you’re well. i saw you were taking requests and since i’ve developed an unhealthy crush on mason rn, i wanted to know if you could write something. a smut request where they have an event to attend, but end up late because they have more important things to attend to (if you catch my drift 😂). i’ve been trawling through your page pretty much everyday looking for new stuff, i hope you realise how talented you are! 😚 thank you x

hi!! i'm so so bloody sorry i didn't get round to writing this, it got lost in my requests!

important business - mason mount blurb

sexual content - 18+, minors dni. oral (f rec), unprotected sex, small use of dirty talk, brief mention of blowjobs and choking

"sweetheart, the driver'll be here in ten minutes!"

he was perched on the hotel room bed after just tying his shoelaces, suit jacket undone and looking comfortable and snug. you could see him from your place in the bathroom, just shy of his eye line.

tonight was the night of the yearly players dinner, where everyone dressed up and awards were gifted. mason wore a deep royal blue suit that he'd bought specifically for this occasion. you opted for a simple dress, long and royal blue with a slit all the way up to your mid-thigh, and ruched cups for your boobs to sit in without that uncomfortable, formal feeling. you stepped out of the bathroom with a smile on your face, "i'm ready."

"oh fuck," mason's eyes landed on your figure as soon as the words left your lips, his mind racing at a million miles an hour. "you're full of surprises, aren't you?"

"good surprises or bad surprises?"

his tongue darted out to lick his lips, and he swore he died and went to heaven when he saw you step towards him with your exposed leg and silver open toe heels. he stood up, and in an attempt to straighten out his slacks with his free hand, you both noticed the bulge that protruded the material.

"i think this tells us everything we need to know, doesn't it sweetheart?"

you blushed, and when he made his way over to you and smashed his lips against yours it felt like the world stopped. your lip got caught between his teeth as he backed you up against the wall, both hands pressed firmly against it to secure you in place.

"what happened to the driver getting here in ten minutes?"

he scoffed at your sarcasm, but shrugged it off as his lips found your neck, sucking on the column of skin just above your right collarbone. one hand ran against the exposed skin of your thigh and into the barely-there material of your lace underwear, he smirked. "the driver's gonna have to wait for us, because right now all i wanna do is fuck you."

you hummed in content, satisfied with his response to your sarcasm, and when he loosened his trousers so he could sink to his knees in front of you easier, your stomach did flips. he pushed the material of your dress to the side, coming face to face with your glistening pussy, darting out his tongue and licking a single circle around your clit.

it was enough to have you bucking into his mouth, one hand tugging at his short locks as you inched his head closer so he could do it again. for a few minutes, he let himself be guided by you, happily stroking and licking at your pussy until he pulled your hand away from his head and pressed it against your stomach, leaving you unable to touch him.

his tongue began swirling your clit at a rate he'd never gone before, slurping and licking as if it were his last meal, and you were crying out his name in sheer desperation.

"mase, you're gonna make me cum," you whined, attempting to wriggle your wrists free of his hand, but it was useless. he hummed against you as he glanced up at your face, a line of sweat causing your upper lip to glisten.

the combination of the vibrations and the way he was looking at you was enough to send you into a spiral, and you came with a cry of his name as the shockwaves took their course over your body. he pulled off of you with a pop, and leaned in to kiss you.

you tasted yourself on his lips, but before you could push him around so he was against the wall, he tutted. "no time for you to do that, kitten," he licked along your lip, and his teeth nicked at your ear ever so slightly as he leaned in, "how about you suck me off after dinner, hm? don't want to ruin that pretty little face of make up just yet."

you nodded, and fumbled with his trousers as they dropped down with ease, desperate to have him inside of you. you hoisted your leg up so it was wrapped against his hips, and spread your other leg for easier access. one of your hands snaked down to give him a few tugs until he groaned, and when he pushed inside of you, your face nuzzled into his neck.

"do you know how sexy you are?"

mason's voice was hot and raspy, desperate for you to answer as he pushed into you, the feeling of your walls hot and welcoming. you shook your head, and he sucked at the skin on the side of your neck, "you're so fuckin' sexy," he answered his own question, "we're gonna be late for dinner because i couldn't wait to fuck you."

his words only spurred him on, and he thrusted harder and faster until his name began to trickle from your lips, "fuck, mason," you whimpered, "i can't wait until you bend me over tonight."

he grunted, bringing your face to his with a hand resting underneath your chin. his fingers threatened to squeeze at the flesh, but he didn't. "you keep talking to me like that and i might just sack off dinner completely."

he hit your g-spot with his next thrust, which had your back arching and you seeing stars. you gripped onto his jacket for stability as he continued thrusting, and you felt your leg begin to give way underneath you. mason felt it too, and with his free hand hoisted your other leg up so you were now off the floor, ankles digging into his back.

"c'mon, angel, i know you're close," he cooed, "cum for me."

you came with a cry, screaming mason's name as your legs shook around him. the feeling of your walls contracting around him set him off, and triggered his own orgasm. he groaned your name as he shot his load up into you, panting and fighting for breath as he came down.

there was a knock at the door from the concierge, who coughed awkwardly, "uh, mr mount, your driver has been waiting outside for almost ten minutes, he's been asking for you, and your manager has also rang the front desk three times asking whether you're going."

your eyes blew wide and you blushed when you realised that mason's father was in the car waiting, and mason laughed.

"yeah, we'll be right out."

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daydreamingleclerc · 3 years ago

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the man on your right (0.1) / mason mount

not my gif, but it makes me feral

summary: your best friend, aaliyah is ben chilwell’s girlfriend. after inviting you to his birthday dinner — and begging you to come — you meet ben’s best friend, mason mount and get caught up in feelings you never expected.

“the only person i’ll know at that bloody dinner will be you.”

“you’ll know ben,” aaliyah shrugged from the other end of the line, knowing you’d really only met him when both of you were quite a few vodka lemonades down. “and sophia.”

“so to recap, that’s you, your boyfriend and your sister?”

a short pause in the conversation between you and aaliyah gave you time to fumble around for the keys to your flat as you stood in the cold, meekly lit hallway. “and all you and ben’ll be doing is sticking your tongue down each other’s throats because that’s all you ever do.” she grumbled at your words and you scoffed. the key kept missing the lock and you yawned out a frustrated groan, taking a breath before putting the quiet line back up to your ear. aaliyah stayed quiet, which meant she knew you were right. “am i wrong?”

“no,” she admitted, “but that’s not the point.”

when you got into the comfort of your beloved flat, you threw your bag down onto the sofa with a frustrated grimace and gave your cousin, and now flatmate, zach, a wave and he was standing in the kitchen with his boyfriend cooking a late dinner. “then what is the point, allie?” you asked, using the nickname you always called her by, wriggling off your jacket and slinging it over the hook by the door. william, zach’s boyfriend tapped the neck of the wine bottle that was on the table to ask if you wanted one and you nodded, flashing the pair in front of you a soft, exhausted smile.

“the point is that i haven’t seen you since you started your new job and i want to see you on friday.” her statement was clear, and you had to admit you’d been pretty m.i.a for a few weeks after settling into the new environment, and you could envision her lips curling up into a smile as she took the silence as a good sign. “is that a yes?”

“it’s an i’ll think about it,” you said after another few moments of silence. “now go and shag ben, go for a run, or whatever the fuck you two do on tuesday evenings.”

she laughed at your faux bitterness. “love you.”

“love you.”

“see you frid-” you hung up and threw the phone down beside you before she got the chance to finish the word, and let out a long breath of fresh air. zach and will looked at you with amused grins, surprised to see you home at eight forty five, such a reasonable hour considering the times you’d trudged in during the previous few weeks.

“hi,” zach kissed your cheek when he handed you the glass, which you knocked back in minutes. “what was all that about?”

you hopped up onto an island chair in front of the two of them, and buried your head into your arms as you rested them on the table. william twirled your hair around in his fingers to calm you down and you brought your face up so your chin was now resting on your arm. “aaliyah wants me to go to ben’s birthday party on friday, dinner then drinks,” you sighed, fighting back a yawn. the two made a noise of approval. “i just don’t know anybody other than her.”

“don’t you know her boyfriend though?” william asked, scooping up some sauce into a ladle. you scoffed and swirled your wine glass around, watching the remnants of wine in your glass go around in circles.

“hardly. i’ve met him three times and every time we’ve been drunk,” the two laughed — and william provided a sound that said that’s a shock — and you shot him irritated daggers. “it’s not him i’m talking about though, all of his friends seem quite intimidating.”

the pair scoffed from opposite you, and you furrowed an eyebrow. “babe, they play with balls of air for a living,” zach raised an eyebrow and refilled your glass. “there’s nothing intimidating about a man that plays with balls for a living.”

“yeah, just look at you.”

william’s jab at his boyfriend made the three of you fall about in fits of laughter, and you took sips of your wine, still questioning the ordeal. the intimidating thing seemed to revolve around the thought that they weren’t particularly your type of people, you didn’t know the first thing about football. you were a dancer, you didn’t expect them to know the first thing about dance. your type of people certainly were not a bunch of men that didn’t know a pirouette from a pas de bourée.

“i think you should go,” zach piped up after a while. he grabbed three plates from the cupboard and you glanced over at him with an unamused look on your face.

“what?”

“since you and lewis broke up you’ve not given anybody a chance, and now you have an opportunity to go to a party with your best friend and like, what.. hundreds of footballers who, let’s face it, are definitely either worth millions or know their way around a woman’s body,” he raised an eyebrow at william, and he concurred, “and you’re just sacking it off like a night out with old school friends when in reality any woman would kill to be in your position — single and ready to shag a rich bloke who knows what he’s doing.”

“ever the poet, zach,” you replied. you were hesitant to admit, everything he said in the statement was correct — lewis had split up with you nearly five months ago and he’d already moved on while you hadn’t really given another man a chance, and many women certainly would kill to be in your shoes. he slid the plate across the table for you, and you couldn’t deny, it would be nice to have the opportunity to rub shoulders with attractive men who could potentially be the distraction you were looking for.

i’ll come on friday, you typed, but just because i love you x

thank god for that because we’ve already added you to the guest list <3

the words on your phone amused you. guest list? wow, it really must be a posh, expensive dinner. your fingers hovered over the keyboard as the first message was delivered, i hope this isn’t taken the wrong way, but are ben’s friends nice?

the three dots popped up to signal aaliyah’s reply. if they weren’t nice i wouldn’t still be with ben, would i? she replied, some of them are gorgeous too, like *proper* gorgeous

they play football for a living, of course they’re gorgeous, allie, you typed back. but the question on everyone’s lips is any that are my type?

ah, sowing your oats among the men of chelsea football club before you’ve even met them, eh? aaliyah’s reply came quicker than you expected, and you laughed. of course there are, dummy, i wouldn’t have invited you if i didn’t think you were compatible with at least one of them ;) before you could type back, she sent you another message. not saying anything else until you arrive on friday but one in particular is absolutely delicious. love you <3

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Can you do one where the reader has a flirty friendship with Mason. She’s been busy with uni and he offers to come over one night to help distract her for a few hours. At first they’re just hanging out, listening to music, having tea and then it gets smutty 👀

thanks, love your writing!

absolutely i can lovely! i’ve changed it slightly and i’ve kind of made them friends with benefits but i hope that’s okay! because i think about this 90% of the time when i’m at uni 😌😌😌

perfect distraction | mason mount blurb

sexual themes: minors dni, 18+, unprotected sex, slapping, pet names, fwb!mason, a whole lot of teasing

“stop being so bloody stressed out,” mason laughed over the phone, his amused facial expressions bringing some light to the dim desk in the corner of your bedroom that you called your temporary workspace while you continued on the workload of essays you needed to complete before the semester could finish. “i’ve got a right mind to come over and chill you out.”

“nothing’s stopping you,” you replied, dropping the pen in your hand onto the open notebook that you continued you scribble references on. he smirked as he watched your face illuminate at the notification buzzing through on your dying laptop, the screen brightening for a minute or two before it dimmed once more. he laughed, one of those cute little scrunched up nose laughs he did when he was nervous, cutting the silence that fell among you with only the static to keep you company. “do you not want to come and keep me company?”

“we both know what’ll happen if i come over and keep you company,” he argued.

“is that such a bad thing?” you raised an eyebrow, clicking your pen on and off, holding his eye contact. you could see his tongue darting out to wet his lips in anticipation, and your smirks mimicked each other’s.

“you’re such a brat,” he muttered, although you could already hear the rustling of clothes being shoved into his gym bag, and you knew he’d be over in twenty minutes. a smirk rose on his face, “but i’m your favourite kind of stress relief, aren’t i, y/n?”

“are you gonna talk this much when you get here?”

“that depends,” his smirk got wider, and you raised an eyebrow in intrigue.

“on what?”

“on how rough you want it.”

•

much to the disgust of your housemates, you’d unlocked the door and told mason to let himself in. it wasn’t that they didn’t like him, they did — they really did — but the constant shagging left them with sore heads and ringing ears by the early hours of the morning. besides, they could tell that he was infatuated with you in a way you wouldn’t be infatuated with someone you insisted you were just sleeping with; but his excuse was that he didn’t want to make it complicated even though it was blatantly obvious you felt the same.

“took your time,” you noted, the silhouette of his body looming into the dimly lit bedroom. his eyes trailed from the desk to the bed, where you were sitting in one of his old kit shirts that you’d borrowed and never given back. the gym bag dropped at his feet, and he kicked the doorstop out of the way and pushed forward until the door slammed shut.

“you ought to watch that pretty little attitude of yours,” he replied, watching you as you stretched off of the bed. he could see the lace from your thong against your hip bones as you stood up, bright yellow and screaming for him to take it off. you brought your hands to the zip of his fleece, and hooked a finger through it. the tension was thick, not seeing one another in person for almost two weeks had left you pent up and desperate to get on with it; plus it meant you’d finally have a clear enough head to continue your essay.

“or what?”

the jolt of your finger in the loop of his zipper exposed his collarbones, only slightly. one of his hands ran up the skin of your hips, underneath one of his old chelsea shirts, fingers dancing under the fabric of the lace. he clicked his teeth together, and his other hand came to rest against the flesh of your throat, fingers situating in their usual place with minimal pressure, skin barely even grazing yours. his lips ghosted over your jaw, and your throat felt hot every time you swallowed.

“or i’m just going to have to fuck it out of you.”

the force that you collided your lips against his at was supersonic, and left a numb feeling in your lips and an fluttery one in your stomach. his fingers applied pressure to your throat now, the skin reacting to his touch in goosebumps. you tugged at the zip of his fleece until the zip loosened, and it fell off of his shoulders, greeting you with a semi-naked mason. you ran your fingertips over his six pack and his muscles flexed underneath your touch, a whimper leaving his lips.

his hands grabbed at your bum in fistfuls, and within seconds you’d jumped up and wrapped your legs around his torso. he could feel your wetness against his stomach as you ground your pussy against his abs in a feeble attempt to get yourself off, and mason tutted. “sweetheart, haven’t you learned anything by now?” you shook your head, pulling your lips away from his neck, and admiring the smirk he shot you. “i think you’re just doing this on purpose.”

he guided you to the bed, dropping you onto it and hovering over you. his lips caught yours in a fleeting kiss, but before you could pull him down for more, he stopped you. “on all fours,” he instructed, knowing you’d purposely not listen to him; he feigned annoyance. “now.”

as you got on your knees and lowered your chest to the bed, arms underneath you, you heard the familiar sound of his joggers hitting the floor with a thud, and you were desperate to feel his dick inside you. he brought a hand down and it planted itself on your left cheek, a stinging sensation buzzed around in your veins as you jolted forward. without much warning, mason buried himself inside you, one hand gripping at your hips while the other slapped at both cheeks respectively.

your hands fisted at the sheets so tightly you felt as if you were going to turn blue and you bit at your lip so harshly you feared your bottom one would draw blood. “hm, you seemed like you had a lot to tease me about earlier, what’s wrong now kitten?” mason cooed, his tone as cool as cucumber despite the rate he was ploughing into you.

you whimpered, attempting to open your mouth and reply but your words getting caught, and he slapped your arse three times more. “i didn’t realise i was this good,” he mocked, and you clenched around him at the language, “oh, you like that, do you?”

“y-yes mas — fuck — you know i like it,” you hissed, gripping onto the sheets as you attempted to push yourself up so your hands beared your weight, but the pins and needles from your chest sitting on them for so long meant you flopped straight back down. “please let me cum.”

you could tell he was being cocky, weighing up his options. if he let you cum now, he knew in thirty minutes you’d be able to go again, get your revenge on him for being so rough; but likewise if he dragged it out a little while longer he’d get you squirting around him. like a reasonable man, he went for the first option, bringing the hand that was slapping your bum around your body and to your clit. you knew before he even said the words it meant you were allowed to cum.

“go on then, pretty girl, cum all over me.”

“fuck, fuck, mason, fuck!” you began backing your hips up into him as he slowed down the movement of his hips purposely to tease you, wanting your skin slapping against his for the last few moments before you both released. you looked back at him once your orgasm had began to subside, and you saw the look on his face, the desperation to cum either inside your pussy or over your arse — red and stained with handprints from his slaps — nearly making you cum again.

“c’mon, daddy, cum for me,” you moaned, aching to feel his cum over you. he pulled out, and within seconds of jacking himself off, his cum spurted all over your arse, the warm liquid dripping off of your skin like melted butter.

“fuck, y/n,” he breathed, admiring the mess he’d created, “you never fail to make me cum like that.”

he scurried around your room and found the make up wipes you hid in your bedside drawer for moments like this, and watched him over your shoulder as he cleaned you up, carefully, delicately with nothing but adoration in his eyes. he smiled at you when he noticed you looking at him, and it caught you off guard and caused you to blush.

“one day, you’re gonna realise that you fancy me,” he laughed, binning the wipes and flopping onto his back. his hands pulled at your hips, and you rolled over so you were laying beside him, head in his chest. a smile rose to your face.

“y’wanna know something?”

“hm?”

“i already do,” a big, cheesy grin graced your face and he smiled, a small, pink blush forming on his cheeks.

“well it’s a damn good job i fancy you too.”

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