#mmm not sure I’m gonna finish this one

[abogwitchnamedsage]

[the-californicationist]

he opens the mail

Captain Price opens a package, thinking it’s intel, but it’s a sex pollen. The only cure? Your pussy, apparently.

Warning: sex pollen tropes, extremely dubious consent, attempt at satire?, angry john price

“We’re never going to make this deadline. Laswell’s gonna kill me,” you complained, burying your head in the pile of envelopes and packages strewn over your desk. 

“Did this to yourself, lass. Shoulda been keepin’ up with intel duty. Wee bit at a time, ‘s what I say,” Soap patted you on the shoulder, feigning pity. 

You spent hours combing through the documents, and by the time everyone had gone to bed, your fingers were covered in paper cuts, and your vision was blurry from squinting at the poorly scrawled Cyrillic words. 

You thought you were alone, and as you stood up to stretch and refill your coffee mug, Captain Price opened up the office door, scaring you half to death. 

“Oh, hey Corporal,” he smiled and then furrowed his brow, “What are you still doing here?”

You sighed, pointing to the piles of documents,

“Laswell’s intel backlog. I’m the only one with a Level 3 linguistics cert for Russian, so here I am. Gonna be an all-nighter.”

He closed the door and sat down across from your seat, digging into the pile, 

“I’m Level 3. Let’s finish it.”

“Captain, you don’t have to do that. I’m sure you’ve got more important things…”

Price shook his head, taking off his hat and hanging it on the chair back,

“Nah, tha’s alright, love. I’ll help ya. Get us a tea, yeah?”

You knew how he took his tea, and you hated that you did. Secretly, you were obsessed with him. He was always around, smelling like balsam wood and tobacco, looking like a gladiator, huge and capable in the most masculine way. It was hard to concentrate when he was nearby. Now that he had offered to help, you had to grin and bear it. 

You worked together for a while, chatting, even laughing. It was nice. You had so much in common, the conversation flowed easily, and you found yourself much more at ease. Finally, three packages remained. You opened the first one and found little more than phone records for a local library. Unhelpful to say the least. Price opened a water bill, and he recognized the address of a recent Konni base location. Any intel at this point felt like a celebration. Then, the final box. 

“Go on then. Show us the ending,” he smiled, handing it to you. 

“Couldn’t take the joy of ripping up the last letter, Captain. Be my guest,” you smiled. 

He chuckled, tearing into the envelope. In a flash, bright pink powder sprayed him directly in the eyes, and he writhed in pain, pinching them shut, his whole body going stiff. 

“Fuck me!” He shouted. 

“Hang on,” you ran over to the sink in the kitchenette, “Here’s some water. Get that shit out of your eyes.”

“Don’t,” he moved away from you like you were on fire, “Don’t touch me. Might be contagious.”

Your chest was rising and falling with your labored breathing, and you were immediately worried. You reached for your phone and called Laswell.

“Laswell, Price got anthraxed by one of the intel letters. What do you want us to do?”

She gasped, 

“What? Shit. I’m on my way.”

She hung up on you. You watched Price slowly try to open his eyes. They were stained hot pink from the powder. 

“You alright?” You asked him. 

“Yeah, love,” he sighed, “Doesn’t hurt anymore. Feeling strange though. Laswell said she’s coming?”

You nodded,

“Yeah, just in case.”

He nodded, running his hand along the inside of his collar. The captain was sweaty and a little pale. 

“Captain, are you okay?”

“Mmm, no,” he shook his head, “Something’s not right, love.”

He stood and went to the sink, washing as much of the powder off as he could. You moved away from him and stationed yourself across the room, praying for Laswell to hurry. 

Price was in a bad way. He took off his shirt, and he was still dripping with beads of sweat. You tried not to stare, but his temperature wasn’t the only thing heating up. His huge cock was making a prominent tent in his pants, but he was in too much pain to bother hiding it. You felt yourself blushing, and you willed yourself to pull it together. 

“…fuckin’ hell,” his hand went to his crotch to squeeze his length, trying to find some relief, “Sorry, love.”

“It’s okay,” you said politely, trying to breathe normally, but feeling the slick rush melt between your legs. 

“It’s makin’ me…feel…bloody hell. I can’t hold it off. Can…can you…? No! No, what the fuck am I sayin’? No,” he shook his head, rubbing his hands down his face, hot and very bothered. 

You inched closer to him,

“If I haven’t been affected yet, I’m sure it’s okay. How should I help you?”

“No! No, stay back. I’m not…I can’t think straight. My mind’s got one thing on it,” he shoved his hands beyond his zipper and began to jerk himself off, his dick making lurid noises with his hand. 

You hated seeing him so helpless. You moved to his side,

“Cap, it’s okay. Let me help you.”

His hand was around your throat in milliseconds. Price shoved you against the wall and began to kiss your mouth, furiously laving his tongue against yours. 

“No, no, no,” he whispered through his kisses, not bothering to pull away as he spoke his lamentations. 

You made the mistake of putting your hands on his chest to steady yourself. He moaned, trembling beneath your touch,

“Ahh, careful.”

“Sorry,” you pulled your hands away, still trapped in his firm grip around your neck, “did I hurt you?”

“No, doesn’t hurt.”

He said it in a way that darkly implied your touch was igniting a different kind of fire. You put your hands back where they were, and his eyes shot open, piercing through yours with a lustful rage. Unexpectedly, he ripped off your shirt and lay you down on the black leather couch in the corner of the office. He crushed you with his weight, kissing you deeply. 

Then, your phone rang. He didn’t allow you to pause, so it went to voicemail. It rang again. You were getting just as hot as he was, and you weren’t that interested in who was looking for you in the middle of the night. Until, however, the door to the office burst wide open and Laswell and Gaz burst through it. 

Price snarled. You’d never heard a man make that noise before. Laswell put her hands on her hips while Gaz tried to shield his face in shock. Laswell rubbed her forehead, frustrated,

“Are his eyes pink, Corporal?”

You escaped his jaws for a moment, 

“Yeah, why?”

“It’s a sex drug. Forces the user to fornicate as it is only passed through the body in seminal fluid, dissolving in the heat of another person’s body. Are you volunteering here? What happened?”

Her tone was so matter of fact, it was a little humorous, if Price’s length wasn’t rutting against you in earnest, you might've laughed. You tried to explain as much as he would allow,

“Got too close… just… happened. How…” you moaned as Price pulled down the strap of your bra and helped himself to your nipple, “How did you know?”

She sighed, typing something into her datapad,

“Checked the incident log from this afternoon. Four more cases of this have popped up in intel collections. Gonna have to screen for it next time.”

She turned to walk out of the office with Gaz, and you called after her,

“Hey, wait! How long does it - oh, fuck… how long does it last?”

Laswell had the audacity to smirk at you, raising her eyebrows and cutting her eyes at Price’s swollen cock, lolling out of his pants, scraping itself against you. 

“Eight hours. Looks like you’re in for a rough night, Corporal. Maybe next time you’ll be more careful.”

Part 2

[midn1ghtsworld]

TEACH ME

(Zoa x Male Reader)

It was a typical Friday night, and my best friend Zoa was over for our usual weekend sleepover at my place. Her parents were away on another one of their couples’ getaways, leaving us to our own devices as usual.

We were lounging on the couch, channel surfing, and snacking on junk food when Zoa suddenly brought up a rather awkward topic. “Hey, can I ask you something kinda personal?," she said, fidgeting with a lock of her long hair. I could tell she was nervous.

“Sure, what’s up?”I replied, my curiosity piqued.

Zoa bit her lip. “It’s about…cocks. I mean, I’ve never actually seen a real one in person before. Just in like, videos and stuff.” Her cheeks flushed pink.

I wasn’t sure what to say. Zoa and I had a close friendship, but we’d never really discussed this kind of thing before. “Oh, um, yeah, I guess...” I stammered.

She looked at me pleadingly. “I know this is super weird, but... could you maybe show me? Just so I know what it actually looks like? I’m really curious.”

I gulped. Part of me thought it was a bad idea. But Zoa was my best friend. And in a weird way, I was kinda curious myself to share this with her, even if it was awkward as hell.

Slowly, I reached down and undid my fly. I hesitated for a moment, then pulled out my semi-hard cock. Zoa’s eyes went wide as she stared at it, transfixed.

“Wow,” she whispered. “It’s so... different than I expected. Bigger.” She giggled nervously.

I shrugged, trying to play it cool even as my heart pounded. “Um yeah, I suppose so. So, uh, what did you wanna know?”

“So, um, how do I make it get all the way hard like in videos?” Zoa asked, leaning in closer to examine my penis.

“Here…” I said, hesitantly picking up my shaft. I began to stroke myself, showing her how to masturbate. “You kind of just rub up and down the length like this. Focus on the head, that’s the most sensitive part.”

Zoa reached out a finger to lightly touch the tip, watching in fascination as it jumped at her touch. “Wow, it’s really hard now,” she said, marveling. “Can you show me how to do a proper handjob? I want to try it.”

My heart was racing, but I nodded, moving my hand to guide hers onto my now rock-hard cock. She was eager to learn, stroking me with a slowly increasing tempo. I had to bite my lip to stifle a moan.

“Good, nice, and firm,” I instructed, demonstrating different techniques. “You can twist your wrist a bit as you stroke. Ooh yeah, just like that…”

Zoa giggled mischievously at how quickly she was getting me worked up. “I’m doing it right? You seem really into it…” She moved her other hand to cup and gently massaged my balls as she pumped me faster.

“Oh fuck, yes, don’t stop,” I groaned, my head tilting back. I could feel my orgasm building rapidly from her inexperienced but enthusiastic ministrations. “Zoa, I’m gonna cum soon…”

“I want to see it,” she said breathlessly. “Can I catch it in my mouth?”

I opened my mouth to protest, but before I could object, Zoa had leaned in and taken just the head of my dick between her soft lips. The sudden warmth and wetness made me lose it. With a strangled gasp, I started to blow my load.

Zoa’s eyes widened in surprise as the first spurt hit her tongue. But then she started to avidly lick and swallow, milking me for every last drop. I came so hard I almost blacked out, cum flooding her eager mouth.

When I finished, Zoa pulled off with a satisfied smile, licking her lips. A dribble of my spend escaped the corner of her mouth. “Mmm, not bad,” she giggled. “So that’s what cum tastes like. Pretty good!”

I sat there stunned for a moment, trying to process what had just happened. In the end, I just shook my head and laughed. “You’re such a fucking freak, you know that?” I teased. But I was grinning.

Finally, Zoa spoke up. “Um. I should probably…clean up…” She got up and headed to the bathroom, leaving me with my thoughts and a mess in my pants.

But then nature called, and I realized I needed to piss like a racehorse. Zoa’s door was cracked open as I passed by on my way to use her private en suite. That’s when I heard it. The unmistakable sound of flesh on flesh, breathy whimpers, my name falling from her lips like a litany of sin and need.

My heart was pounding as I stood frozen outside the bathroom door, palms sweating and fingers trembling. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Soft, desperate moans echoing from within, interspersed with my name uttered like a prayer. “YES! Y/N! I need your cock inside me… oh god, FUCK!!…”

Unable to stop myself, I slowed my steps until I stood outside the main bathroom, heart jack-hammering against my ribs. I shouldn’t be doing this. It was a horrible violation of privacy. But I was weak. So weak. Shifting my weight, I craned my neck just enough to peek through the narrow crack where the door failed to meet the jamb.

The sight that greeted my hungry eyes stole the air from my lungs. There in the candlelit gloaming, Zoa sat on the edge of the tub, one stocking-clad leg bent at the knee, the other splayed wide in obscene invitation. Her fingers moved between her parted thighs, plunging in and out of her glistening sex. The wet squelch of her arousal filled the air. A flush rode high on her cheeks, and her lips were parted around desperate little mewls. She looked so pretty like that, so wanton and needy.

Before I could think better of it, I acted on pure, primal instinct. In one swift motion, I twisted the knob and slipped inside, never taking my eyes off her. She startled at the intrusion, head whipping around to face me. Her eyes went wide with shock that quickly melted into something else. Something heated and hungry.

“Y/N? I… oh god, don’t stop…” she breathed, never ceasing the motion of her fingers. Her teeth dug into her lower lip as a particularly intense shudder wracked her frame. “Please, I need… I need you…”

An animal sound, something between a growl and a groan, ripped from my throat. How could I possibly deny her? Closing the distance between us, I sank to my knees before her, shouldering her hand aside to replace her fingers with my own. She was molten silk, clenching greedily at the intrusion.

“Fuck, you’re so wet,” I rasped, too far gone to care about the inappropriateness. I’d wanted this for so long, pretended I didn’t. How could I resist her now with her spread out before me, begging so sweetly?

“FUCK!,” she whimpered as I worked her closer to the edge, circling her sensitive little bud with the rough pad of my thumb. “Please, I need more. I need you inside me.”

“Zoa, god, you can’t… we shouldn’t…” I protested even as my cock strained against my zipper, aching to plunge into her welcoming heat.

“I need your cock. Fuck me, please,” she panted, glassy eyes boring into mine. “I’m so empty. Only you can fill me up.”

With a sound halfway between a curse and a prayer, I surrendered. Shoving my pants down just far enough to free my straining erection, I notched myself at her entrance. We both groaned as I forged forward, sheathing myself to the hilt in one long, smooth stroke.

“Oh fuck, you feel incredible,” Zoa gasped, nails scoring down my back as she wound her legs around my hips, heels digging into my ass. “So big. So deep. Ah!”

Zoa clung to me desperately, her nails scoring down my back as she met my thrusts. “Harder! Fuck me harder!” she wailed, her pussy clamping down on me.

She was perfect. Hot and tight and slick, rippling around me as if to pull me even further inside. I had to fight not to come right then and there like an overexcited teenager.

I set a hard, driving rhythm, the wet slap of skin on skin echoing obscenely in the small room. Zoa met me thrust for thrust, arching her spine to take me deeper still.

“Yes, fuck yes, just like that!” she keened, rolling her hips to take me to the root. “Don’t stop, don’t you dare stop!”

Pressure built at the base of my spine, molten heat pooling in my groin. I could feel my orgasm barreling down on me like a freight train. Desperate to bring her with me, I snaked a hand between us to find her swollen clit, rubbing tight circles around the sensitive bundle of nerves.

“Come for me, Zoa,” I commanded through gritted teeth, the pleasure almost too intense to bear. “Milk my cock. Squeeze me dry.”

“I’M C-CUMMING!” she wailed, spasming around me as her climax crashed over her. “Yes, yes, fuck yes!”

I could feel my own release fast approaching, my heavy balls drawing up tight. “Fuck baby, I’m gonna cum too! I’m pulling out, don’t want to knock you up. Pull away Zoa!” I panted harshly.

But the stubborn minx just tightened her legs around me even more, trapping me in place as she came with a scream. Her pussy clamped down on me like a silken vise, squeezing and rippling along my length. I roared as she milked me “Holy shit! I can feel your cum inside me!” spurting deep inside her as I emptied myself with long, hot pulses of cum.

We collapsed against the wall together, both of us gasping for breath. “Holy shit,” Zoa wheezed, her limbs still twitching with aftershocks. “That was�� intense.”

I laughed, still buried inside her and enjoying the feeling of my seed painting her insides. “That it was,” I agreed, nuzzling into her sweat-dampened neck. “Imagine how much better it'll be when I'm not holding back.”

Zoa shivered and clenched around me at my low promise. She knew full well that was only the beginning.

[eds6ngel]

Okay but Ronance x Reader where they show you how to get fucked with the strap? Being spread out on the bed, back leaning against Robin’s chest and thighs spread open over Robin’s while Nancy steps into the harness? Robin rubbing lazy circles over your clit as you both watch Nancy? Finally, Nancy leaning over you to fuck you, whilst the woman behind you makes sure to whispers dirty things into your ear and plays with your clit simultaneously?? 💋💋

-🪷

double the pleasure ᯓᡣ𐭩°⟡ᝰ.ᐟ

nancy wheeler x afab!reader x robin buckley

summary: when your girlfriend nancy brings out her strap for the first time, you feel a little intimidated. but, from the first feeling, you never wish to part from it again.

warnings: SMUT!! afab!reader. sapphic!reader. poly!reader. threesome. strap-on use. boob play. hickies. soft turned rough. mommy kink. established relationship. poly relationship. sapphic!nancy. ronance. use of pet names (honey, baby, babe.) orgasms for everyone !! some fluff at the end. talks of consent. [1.1k].

a/n: thank you for requesting, babe! absolutely loved the idea of this, so just had to tackle it first in my requests. any poly people, feel free to correct me on inaccuracies !! i don’t identify as poly !!

“I-I’ve never used one before.”

Nancy chuckles at you, a sly grin forming on her face as she shows you the glittery, pink dildo in her hand.

It’s pretty, you have to admit. From your limited knowledge of dicks, you guessed it had to be at least six inches in length, a four inch girth at the least. As you admired the toy, you noticed the small vein on the underside, knowing that would feel good up against your smooth, velvet walls.

“It’s okay, baby. I’m not gonna rush you or anything. Robbie can confirm it feels real good though. Can’t you, Robbie?”

You are laying on top of Robin’s chest, her left arm wrapped around your front as her right hand gently rubs up and down your thigh. Every single word she utters tickling against your neck, each sentence of hers being soothed by the harsh sucking of her teeth against your soft skin. “Oh yeah. It feels so good, baby. Especially when she speeds up. She just knows how to hit all the right spots.”

“And honey,” Nancy directs towards you, your lidded eyes lifting to make eye contact with your girlfriend, “If anything hurts at any time, do not be afraid to let me know, ‘kay? Want this to feel so incredibly good for you.”

“Okay…” you breathlessly let out, Robin’s hand getting dangerously close to your mound.

“Robbie, keep her open for me, ‘kay?” Nancy directs the other girl, “Rub her pretty little clit for me. Make sure she’s nice and wet. Don’t want to break her after all.”

Robin’s movements on your bud are just right. Her actions are lazy, yet firm, putting down just enough pressure for the pleasure to softly sit in the pit of your stomach. Just like you, she is too mesmerised by the sight of Nancy’s long legs stepping into the harness, so delicately and simply tightening the harness around her legs and front.

“Check her for me, Robbie. How wet is she?”

Robin knew exactly what Nancy wished of her, her hand dipping lower as she pushes two fingers into your heat, a choked moan releasing from your mouth. She pushes her fingers to the hilt, curling them slightly before pulling them back out.

As Nancy finishes tightening up the harness, she leans forward to inspect Robin’s fingers. Eyes flicking between the both of you laying down in front of her, she takes them into her mouth, sucking them clean and moaning at the flavour.

“Mmm, I think she’s ready. Such a needy girl, getting wet just at the sight of me and Robin’s poor, little actions.”

Nancy takes her palm and wipes it up your mound, using your slick as lube as she rubs the juices all over her dick.

“Perfect, perfect. Just the right amount. You’re so good for me, baby. So good for us,” she praises, “You ready to take mommy’s dick? I’ll start off slow, I promise.”

You nod ferociously, the movement of Robin’s hand back on your clit so agonisingly slow that you needed that extra dose of pleasure.

And just as you pleaded, Nancy slowly sinks the strap into your pussy, your walls hugging it tightly as she pushes to the hilt.

“Mmm, so fucking good for me, honey. Look at that, Robbie. Look how good our girl took it.”

Nancy slowly pulls out, before pushing all the way back in, creating a steady pace for you to enjoy.

Robin’s breath is still fanning on your neck, her voice low and sultry as she begins to whisper the dirtiest phrases into your ear.

“Taking her dick so well, baby. So perfect for your mommy. Poor pussy cannot let go of her.”

You can’t utter a word back, all that’s escaping your mouth being a guttural “Uh” every time Nancy hit the back of your pussy.

“Think she’s too cockdrunk for us, baby,” Nancy speeds up her pace, her hands coming to massage your perky breasts, “Poor thing can’t even get out a sentence, can you, honey?”

You swallow thickly as Nancy takes your nipple into her mouth, Robin’s fingertips pressing a little deeper on your clit, “F-Feels so good.”

“I know it does, pretty girl,” Nancy replies, bucking her hips in a particular harsh thrust, Robin letting out a gasp herself.

Her thrusts become more rapid, Robin letting out soft moans as she whispers out, “Balls are hitting my clit, babe. Shit!”

“Oh, are they?” she chuckles smugly, “Both my girls getting pleasured at once? What a sight to see.”

The room is filled with grunts, gasps, and moans, the bed creaking loudly with the sheer strength and weight of the three of you, the smell of sweat and sex lingering in the atmosphere.

“N-Nance, baby. Getting close,” you mumble out, Robin’s moaning directly into your ear, her hand struggling to keep a solid pace on your clit, her high slowly building up also.

In a harsh movement, Nancy grabs Robin’s hand from your clit, the other from your waist and pins them either side of her head, hovering over the both of you, hips bucking more frantically, trying to get you both to cum at the same time.

“Pleasure yourself, baby. Get yourself there. Get yourself to cum on mommy’s dick.”

You obey her orders immediately, right hand sneaking down to your clit, rubbing fast circles as your other gripped Nancy’s waist tightly, leaving marks in your movement.

Robin is the first to let go, a sharp whine being let out in your ear as her body shakes beneath you, Nancy grunting, turning into a whine as she bucks wildly into you, pushing you towards the edge.

“Come on, baby. I got you. Cum for mommy. Cum for me.”

And with that demand, you let go, Nancy pounding you through your high, juices coating the pink dildo as she also lets out a squeal, turned loud moan.

Coming down from your highs, Nancy puts her full body weight on top of you, Robin letting herself be crushed by the two of you, settling into a post-orgasm bliss.

“So… how did you find the strap?” Nancy asks you between pants.

You let out a soft giggle in response, “Put that in the regular use box. Gonna need that a lot more often.”

The three of you giggle together as you finally say in a sultry voice, “Although, maybe next time I could try it on.”

And both Nancy and Robin were definitely down for that.

taglist: @agxxb

[minswriting]

Hiii!! Could you write a request where reader and Aaron are sitting on the couch watching a movie, and then reader sits on his lap and Aaron is a bit flustered 🤭 and reader ends up riding him?

nsfw | mdni

as you and aaron sat on the couch watching some dumb action movie, you couldn’t help but just want to crawl into aaron’s lap and ride him. he was wearing a casual t-shirt with a pair of jeans and while you adored his suit combos, aaron in casual clothing never failed to turn you on.

so, you being you, crawled into aaron’s lap, blocking his view of the tv while giving him a smirk. “hi,” you said, putting your hands on his shoulders.

aaron’s reaction was exactly what you wanted as his cheeks grew pink. “uh- well hello,” he replied, giving you a small smile. his hands landed on your waist instinctively, holding you in place. “what brought this on?” he asked.

“i want to ride you,” you said bluntly, tilting your head slightly to the side.

aaron’s eyebrows went up in slight surprise before he lowered his head. he was clearly flustered and you absolutely soaked it in. it wasn’t often that you could get aaron hotchner to be flustered. “is that so?” he whispered, bringing his gaze back to you.

you nodded your head, biting your lip. “yes,” you replied.

which led to the both of you being unclothed as you bounced up and down aaron’s cock. his fingers were gripping your waist, guiding you onto his length. you moaned shamelessly, loving the feeling of aaron’s cock disappearing in and out of your pussy.

aaron let out low moans of pleasure, his head thrown back on the couch. “you always feel so good,” he said, licking his lips.

“so do you,” you replied breathlessly.

“mmm,” he said before thrusting his hips upwards, hitting your g-spot dead on.

“o-oh fuck,” you moaned, stopping your movements to allow aaron to take over. and of course he did.

he thrusted up into you, fucking you at a normal pace. “look at you,” he murmured into your ear, his hot breath on your skin. “one movement and you’re completely turned to mush. love when i fuck you that much?”

you nodded your head pathetically, relishing in being fucked. this as a frequent thing that happened. you’d try to take control over the situation but the moment aaron made a movement, your brain would fog up and you’d just be mush. and it was fabulous. it was like getting drunk off of aaron’s cock.

aaron’s thrusts quickened, making you whine and moan like a whore as his cock continuously hit your g-spot dead on. “oh my-oh fuck,” you moaned, gripping aaron’s shoulders.

“you’re so fucking tight,” he grunted. “gonna cum for me soon?”

you nodded your head. “so close, aaron,” you whined, closing your eyes in pleasure.

“go ahead, sweetheart,” aaron urged, moving his hips. “cum for me. cum on my cock, pretty girl.”

and so you did with a loud whine and your body shaking as you came on aaron’s length. it didn’t take long for him to follow suit, cumming inside of you without a care of the consequences.

when both of you had finished, you stayed still for a moment. until aaron looks at the tv and sees the credits. “damn it, i wanted to see what happened in the end,” he exclaimed, looking back at you with a smirk.

you had been resting your head on his shoulder but as he said that you looked up and gave him a “are you shitting me” look. “i think you can deal with it,” you exclaimed, smiling as you rolled your eyes.

“i’m sure i can,” he said as he leaned in to kiss your lips lovingly.

all and all a very great and productive date night.

[tastesousweet]

⭒ blurb : calling hamzah your “friend”

bf!hamzah x poc!reader

summary : headcannons/blurb based on the tiktok trend of calling your partner “friend”

mickey speaks : since ppl really liked my first lil blurb imma just play out all my tt fantasies with our fake bf :D also pls send me any hamzah reqs my brain is very empty lmfao!!!!

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you prop your phone up against the vase of flowers on your dining room table, capturing both you and hamzah in frame.

“guysss!! look my friend brought me takeout hibachi for dinner tonight!” you squeal and lift the styrofoam box to show off your meal.

hamzah doesn’t catch it the first time, he’s honestly tweaking because he stopped to get you both dinner right after the gym.

he feels starved but maintains composure and a smile for your tiktok bit

“i just got the basic fried rice, veggies, and chicken. i think my friend got the same, hamzah what’d you get?”

his eyebrows pinch in confusion for a second, “uh yeah, i got the same as you.”

“okay first bites! i’ll have my friend go first” you can’t help but smile when you grab the phone and start to record hamzah, but he’s paused holding his fork in the air.

“why do you keep saying that?” he softly asks through a laugh.

“what?”

“callin’ me your friend?”

“are we not friends...?" "i mean yeah sure but like not just that?" "you're confusing me, just take your bite please we’re gonna run out of time on this”

he nods his head compliantly and exaggerates a hum of “mmm!” after his bite before taking your phone to film yours.

“okay friend, your turn!” he loudly mocks with a wide grin.

you try not to laugh while taking a bite yourself

“it's actually so good, i needed this right now.”

you now record the both of you, “okay my friend and i are gonna finish this and then we’ll be back with more bestie activities!”

as soon as you say 'friend' again hamzah leaves the frame to chuckle through the amount of food in his mouth.

“right, best friend?” you urge some more

he swallows and pettily glances from side to side, “where's the best friend at???”

“okay he’s trippin’ but we’ll be back”

you're both in your bathroom now, hamzah reads over the packaging of two sheet face masks while you pull your hair away from your face with a fuzzy cat-eared headband.

"'kay, now we're gonna do these face masks together, because hamzah’s such a good friend!” you hold and rub his arm.

he puffs his lips and closes his eyes in defeat while shaking his head, “stop,” he looks down at you, noticing your headband, “that’s cute,” he flicks one of the cat ears on your headband.

“you look like one of those get ready with me girls; you'd be like,” he mockingly pretends to push his hair back, “‘get ready with me to lie on the internet!’”

you laugh with him and add to the joke as well, "get ready with me to kill my boy-friend! my friend!" your eyes widen and you try hide the embarrassment.

hamzah quite literally points and laughs, "look at you! even you know you're a damn lie! girl, get outta here!"

cuts to a clip where it’s just hamzah talking to your phone as he shifts the mask around on his face, “i don’t even know if i’m doin’ this right, bruh.” he looks into the camera, “oh hell nah, i look crazy!”

“it feels so weird…” he taps at the slick, cold mask some more before coming close to the camera again, “guys im having a fucking identity crisis. why’s my girlfriend gaslighting me right now?"

“like, i didn’t even know that girls knew how to do that…comment down below right now and give me tips on how to understand women.”

“okay i found one, look how cute!” you’re back and holding another fuzzy headband with a bow in the middle.

hamzah laughs, “i love you, but im not wearing that.”

in the next clip of course he’s wearing it, “aw don't we look so cute?”

finally cuts to a clip of you later that night throwing yourself next to him in bed and flipping the camera to record him as he plays candy crush, curled under the comforter. “hi babbyyyyy! i was joking about the friend thing i know you’re my boyfriend.”

“i know you know i’m your boyfriend,” he distractedly mumbles, laying on his side while continuing to move his thumb around his phone screen.

you flip the camera once more as you wrap an arm around him and squish your face on top of his hooded head. he looks into the camera and smirks to himself when he sees your sweet face.

he sticks his tongue out obnoxiously, yells “goodnight vlog!!!” and covers your phone's camera with his hand forcing a loud cackle out of you.

[recklesssturniolo]

Can’t Help It - C.S

sub!Chris, mommy kink (yall voted for it dont blame me)

NSFW BELOW, leave if you’re a minor

Aimlessly walking around the mall with Chris, I feel a tug on my arm and turn my head to a smirking Chris. I roll my eyes as I realize he’s leading me into a lingerie store.

“I’ll buy you something come on” He smirks.

I follow him inside, scanning around with my eyes. Knowing he likes red on me best I walk over to a red set.

“What about this one?” I ask.

“Mmm think we can find better” He hums.

I nod and continue looking, before Chris bring my attention to a different set.

“This one” He says.

“You think so? I’m not sure if that’ll fit properly” I reply.

“Try it on first then” He shrugs.

We make our way over to the change room, my hand dropping his as I made my way inside, going to shut the door before Chris shoved himself inside.

“Chris! What are you doing? There’s no way this is allowed” I whisper-shout.

“I’ll stay quiet, I just wanna see” He says innocently.

I sigh knowing there was not use fighting him on this, and hand him the set to hold while I undressed.

“Turn around” I said.

“What? Why?” He asks.

“So it’s a surprise idiot” I laugh.

“Fine” He huffs.

Once he’s turned around, i finish removing my clothes and grab the set out of his hands. Putting the set on, I look myself over in the mirror and debate if I like it or not but before I could make up my mind Chris speaks.

“You’re taking forever” He whines.

“Oh relax you can turn around” I reply.

I watch as he turns around and his eyes immediately scan their way down and then up my body. A smirk immediately forming on his face.

“Looks so good ‘ma” He says, his hands pulling me in by my waist.

“Think so?” I smile, questioning whether I could feel him growing hard or not.

“Mhm, one look and I’m already hard for you” He mumbles into my neck, his lips trailing down towards my cleavage.

I laugh quietly before replying, “Chris we can’t in here”

“We just gotta be quiet, can’t look this good and expect me not to need you�� He says, his lips leaving kisses on my breasts as his hands make their way to my ass.

“Just wait till we’re home” I reply, despite turning down his offer a wetness started to form between my legs.

“Fuck it we’re leaving now then” He says stepping back from me.

My eyebrows furrow slightly before I nod and change back into my clothes. Chris doesn’t spare a glance at any employees or people on our way out, his eyes staying on the exit.

Getting into the car he leans over the console and connects our lips. A groan falling from his mouth as I tugged on his hair.

“If we don’t stop I’m gonna fuck you in the back” He says.

Arguing with myself on whether to give in or not, I smile before deciding making him wait would be better in the long run.

“Drive then” I reply.

He adjusts himself through his jeans before starting the car and beginning to drive home. I smirk before placing my hand over his dick. His eyes flickering over to me before returning back to the road. We stay silent as I palm him, glancing over at him and watching his hands grip the steering wheel tighter the longer I continued.

Pulling into the driveway, Chris doesn’t waste a second, getting out and walking up towards the door. Unlocking the door we both walk in, him leading us towards the bedroom.

Shutting the door behind us, he sits on the bed and pulls me between his legs. I push him down and straddle him, my hips immediately starting to grind on him. Our tongues fight for dominance as the make out session only becomes more intense.

“Need you so bad” He mumbles through this kiss.

“Take off your belt” I say.

He does as I say, undoubtedly thinking nothing of it. Once he has it off, he pulls his shirt off as well, I grab the belt from him, pushing his arms upwards and connecting his wrists before looping the belt around them and tying them to the headboard.

“What - what are you doing?” He asks.

“Trust me” I smirk.

My fingers trail their way down his stomach, my fingers toying with the hem of his jeans before unbuttoning them.

I pull down his jeans, his eyes filled with anticipation as my hand now moved to his boxers.

“Are you gonna be a good boy?” I question.

“Yes yes I promise” He quickly answers.

I nod before removing his boxers, his dick smacking against his stomach as I did. His hips buckle upwards as he watches me spit onto my hand, my hand wrapping around him and slowly moving up and down causing his hands to attempt to pull away from the headboard.

“Been so patient for mommy” I say, beginning to move my hand faster.

“I need - please” He stutters.

“Need what hm?” I ask.

“I need your mouth, I - please mommy?” He pleads.

I nod before bringing my head down, my tongue swirling around his tip. His hands once again trying to pull away from the headboard.

Lifting my head up, I look at him before saying, “Be a good boy if you want me to keep going”

“Okay yes I’m sorry” He says.

I continue swirling my tongue around his tip before lowering my mouth further onto him. Whimpers leaving his mouth as I began bobbing my head up and down.

“Feels so good mommy fuck” He whines, his hips thrusting every so often causing his dick to hit the back of my throat.

My hand stroking what couldn’t fit into my mouth, his whimpers grow louder.

“My hands, please I need to touch you” He moans out.

I ignore his request, bobbing my head faster and feeling his dick twitch in my mouth.

“Mommy - I’m gonna come” He whines.

“Not yet pretty boy” I respond, his jaw dropping slightly as I pulled myself away from him, “You haven’t made mommy feel good yet have you?”

His hands buckle again in response. His eyes on my body as I began removing my clothes. Once naked, I spread my legs and begin playing with myself as he watched.

“Let me” He whines, his eyes still glued on me, “I’ll make you feel good I promise”

“Yeah? You wanna make me feel good?” I ask, my motions stopping.

“Yes god I need to taste you” He responds.

I smirk at him before reaching over him and undoing the belt, his hands immediately grabbing my breasts and toying with my nipples.

I bit my lip to suppress a moan, my hand laced within his hair as he took each nipple into his mouth and swirled it around it.

“Prove to me how badly you need me” I say.

He lowers his hands as I lay on my back, tugging his arm slightly to telling him to move between my legs. He quickly moves himself between my legs.

“So pretty mommy” He says, his eyes flickering up to mine, “So wet”

“Don’t make me wait come on baby” I tell him, my hand moving to the back of his head and pushing slightly.

Without a second going by I feel his tongue licking up my pussy, causing a moan to leave my mouth. His tongue makes its way from my opening to my clit and he begins flicking it. My back arches in response to the increase of pleasure.

“Such a good boy for me” I moan, him humming in response causing vibrations to flow through me.

He continues flicking his tongue, circling it around my clit and sucking. My climax growing the closer the longer he did.

“Taste so good” He says.

“Don’t stop, make mommy come. Show me how good you are for me” I groan out.

He does as I said, my hands pulling his hair harder as I felt my high take over. My thighs closing around his head as pleasure radiated through me.

“Fuck so good” I moan.

Following my climax, I pull his body up towards mine, his eyes looking directly into mine.

“Please - let me fuck you please mommy. I need to be inside you” He asks.

“Better fuck me good pretty boy” I reply.

He aligns himself with my entrance, slowly pushing himself inside of me. A whimper falls from his lips as he begins thrusting himself in and out.

“So tight” He moans.

“Harder, you can do better than this” I demand.

“I - yes yes” He responds.

His pace grows faster, his hips now slamming against mine as his dick made contact with my g-spot with every thrust.

“Yes - just like that, making mommy feel so good” I moan, my head tilted back as I felt a knot forming in my stomach.

“I can’t last much longer” He whimpers.

“Been so good for me, let go baby” I moan, barely able to control my own body from the pleasure.

He eyes clench shut and he throws his head back as I feel him fill me up, the sweat on his forehead noticeable with the lighting as moans repeatedly fall from his mouth. The sight of him was enough to push me over the edge, my legs wrapping around him as my body once again was flowing with pleasure.

“Fuck you feel so good around me” He whines out, his thrusts becoming sloppy as his high died down.

I feel his eyes on me as my high comes to an end, his thrusts only stopping fully once he was sure I was finished. I pull his body against mine again, my hand thrown around his shoulders as I kissed him once, pulling away before speaking, “Seeing you beg is something I’ll never get tired of”

“Mmm can’t help it, you feel too good” He smiles back, “Next time I’m bending you over right in the change room”

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[hopelessrromantix]

Miguel having some Unholy ThoughtsTM about venom!reader and the fun they could have with readers new abilities (sub/brat Miguel anyone??)

mmm yes, I whole-heartedly agree

c/w: brat miguel, overstim kinda, Venom!Reader

"C'mon, pretty boy, you can do it." You assured, a wide smirk on your face. A tendril stretched out of your arm, pinning Miguel’s arms behind him. Your chest was flush with his back, sharp teeth grazing his neck.

While you tried to spend the day getting actual work done, Miguel spent it trying to distract you.

He'd unfortunately succeeded more than once, first by grinding himself against you in your lap, then by begging you to fuck him against your desk, then by trying to get under your desk to suck you off.

Eventually you decided it'd be easier to just finish tomorrow, when he was patrolling.

Miguel let out a whine, one that was surely unintentional.

"All you need to do is ask nicely,” You reminded. Your hips were firmly against his, black tendrils pinning him to the bed. While the stretch of having you inside him was nice, it wasn’t enough.

“If you can’t make me cum just say so,” He mumbled, not really expecting you to hear him.

Unfortunately for him, you did.

“You and I both know that’s a lie.” You scoffed. “You want me to prove you wrong?” You questioned, abandoning your effort to make him beg.

He wasn’t sure whether he was happy or terrified at that statement. Regardless, he didn’t have much time to think about it before his brain was overrun by the feeling of your cock slamming into him. He could feel a tendril playing with his chest, only adding to the fuzzy feeling taking over his thoughts.

You thrust hard, grazing his prostate with every thrust and forcing out a high whine.

Your tongue traced his neck, sharp teeth barely grazing his skin.

"Who knew you could make such pretty noises," you chuckled, your teeth sinking in slightly, drawing a few drops of blood that you licked off.

His hands struggled in Venom's grip, a black tendril wrapped around both hands and pinned above him. Your hips slapped against his, two other tendril teasing his chest as he let out another moan.

"Please please please please," Miguel's voice was hushed and high, much different than the Stern, commanding tone you were used to. By how he was trying to move his hips against you, he wanted you to go faster.

"Please what, baby?" You asked. Your hips slowed slightly, the exact opposite of what he wanted.

"Slow down," he whispered under his breath.

You tilted your head, "I couldn't hear that," you smirked. You thrust deep, making his back arch below you.

"Too much! Gonna cummm-"

You chuckled, “Already?” You stopped immediately, causing Miguel to let out a high whine.

“Wh-” He took a deep breath. “Why’d you stop?”

“Well I can’t make you cum, can I?” You smirked.

“No, no…” He mumbled, gasping when you started thrusting again in slow, deep waves. The coiled grip around his arms tightened, and he wasn’t certain if it was you or Venom.

He hesitated, clearly thinking over his answer. He was taking far too long for you though, so you fully stopped, your hips flush against his.

The tendrils on his chest made their way to his neck, wrapping around and squeezing lightly.

Still not receiving an answer, you slapped his ass with one hand, forcing out a whine.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, please just let me cum? I’ll be good, just please please go faster.”

“Good boy.” Your hips sped up again, a loud slapping sound echoing throughout your bedroom.

You caught his lips in a kiss, sneaking your tongue down his throat. The second he felt what you were doing he moaned again, hips thrusting toward you.

“I’m gonna cum, please can I cum?” He asked desperately, rutting his hips into yours as fast as he could manage.

“Go ahead.” You agreed, watching as he fell apart immediately after.

Quick, quiet mumbles of “thank you” fell out of his lips before he let himself relax, your thrusts fully stopping and the tendrils around his neck loosening.

“You alright, sweetheart?” You asked as he came down from his high.

“I’m fine, love.” He promised.

“Good.” You leaned down, the squeeze around his neck returning in full force just as you started thrusting.

“I haven’t cum yet, don’t think I’m forgiving you, that easy, pretty boy.”

[slamminslamminmcgill]

mm finally watched deadpool and wolverine today, and my god... 🥵 so many thoughts...

Idek which ones to put here. What do you think a p*ss kink would look like with both of them? Or just more of them making reader squirt their brains out.

The dialogue you write between them sounds so natural. Like I can literally read it in their voice. -🐮

LFGGGG thank y’all for giving me an excuse to talk abt this 🙏 i got more ideas but this post would’ve been WAYYYY too long sooo be on the lookout for more debauchery

warning: piss, anal, dp, dubcon, light degradation/humiliation, intox (alcohol for logan)

anatomical terms: cunt/pussy

as with most of the fucked up kinks y'all try in this polycule, it happens spontaneously the first time.

logan had just finished inside your ass, and out of the three of you, it takes him the longest to cum. it also takes a lot out of him. he roars and jams his claws through wade's temples (whoopsie! that's why your bed has red vinyl sheets hehe) so there's a dramatic break in the action afterwards.

"ah... hah... ngh, fuck..." he's panting, heaving almost, and slides out of your now gaping hole, "fuck, that was good..." he retracts his claws from wade’s skull, then purrs in your ear and smooches your neck, "good job, kid."

wade, still hard as steel in your cunt, claps excitedly for him. "yay! good job, YOU, peanut! UGH, i love watching you fill him up. you get so... beastly~."

you giggle, nuzzling into wade's tits, feeling goofy and content. a warm load up one hole, and a thick cock up the other.

logan smiles, kissing you on the back of your head this time. “you gonna be okay alone with him for a sec? i gotta go piss.”

"mhm!"

"'kay. i'll be right back, pumpkin." another kiss to your neck, and he's off, walking flaccidly to the bathroom, shaking his fuzzy cheeks.

you drop your head back down against wade’s chest and sigh, "i gotta piss too, actually."

"oh, yeah, yes you do, mister!" deadpool pats you on your shoulders, "always make sure to pee before, during, and after sex!"

you absentmindedly chuckle, until you realize what it is he just said, “wait… during?!"

"hey! thou shalt not knock what thou hast not tried!i know it sounds icky, but hear me out."

he thrusts upwards into you sharply

“fuck!!!”

“so! i want you to imagine…” *THRUST* “how good it’d feel…” *THRUST* “to be really filled up.” *THRUST* “and i mean FULL!” *THRUST* “like your pussy is a searing hot water balloon about to explode. and then when it does?” *THRUST* “when it all comes flooding out of you? oh darling, the relief…” he moans dramatically, gripping your hips and shifting you back and forth on his shaft, “hottest thing you’ll ever experience, i swear. there’s nothing else like it… wanna try it?”

you’re skeptical, but wade wilson is a hell of a salesman. “…fuck it. let’s do it.”

“yippee!!! okay, just gotta get soft so i can piss. dead kittens… calculus homework… grandma deadpool! there we go! okay… phew… here goes…”

it’s a tense, awkward silence as he starts. you’re not sure what to expect. then, you begin to feel it. that searing heat swelling inside you, pooling between his cock and your skin, flooding what little space there was inside you. you gasp, and attempt to squirm to cope with the sensation, but wade holds you still.

“don’t move! don’t move, my little urinal boy! mmm, i gotcha, just… just trust me on this… i’m almost done…”

“you two are fucking disgusting.”

logan’s voice coming out of nowhere makes you jump, and then wade’s piss spills out of you. and just like he told you, it feels fucking incredible. you’re twitching, spasming, moaning pure nonsense as wade fucks your drenched, desecrated cunt. loud splashing accompanies the brutal pace of his hips.

“your loss, peanut! imagine wasting your piss on the bathroom toilet when you could’ve given it to this even cuter toilet!” he pecks you on the cheek with a loud “mwah~!”

from then on, it becomes you and wade peeing on each other just to mess with him. since he’s never told y’all to stop, you both figure that he likes it, but he’s too embarrassed to admit it.

the three of y’all are showering together

“so, just asking as a throuple here, are we all pro- or anti-peeing in the shower?”

“if you get piss on me, i’ll stick my claws through your fucking corneas.”

“promise?!”

”don’t. you fucking. dare.”

“aw, boo, you’re no fun.” wade pouts, then grabs you by your wet hair and pulls your ear towards his lips. “you, though… you’re TONS of fun.” he playfully bites your ear, and then your neck. “so fun, in fact, that you’re gonna get on your knees and drink every drop of piss that i give you, right?”

i feel like the only time y’all can get logan to participate is while he’s drunk. he’s too sloshed to feel shame for it.

maybe y’all are in bed together, all cuddled up in a tangled mess of limbs, and he grumbles something about needing to take a leak.

“oh, don’t worry about getting up, honey-bun!” wade fishes under the blankets for logan’s soft cock, “lemme take care of that for you.”

“wh… the fuck are you talkin’ about?”

“ugh please, don’t act like you haven’t thought about pissing down my throat. can’t i just once do something nice for you?”

he grumbles, not wanting to indulge wade, but not wanting to get up even more.“fine. whatever. i hope you choke on it.”

“oh, i will.”

[wendysimp]

Secrets Out Pt.1 (Wendy x Seulgi)

Wendy (Step Sister) is back X Seulgi X Male Reader

Tags: Shower Sex, Risky Sex Blowjob, Double Blowjob, Spitting, Deepthroat, Daddy Kink, Threesome, Riding, Face Sitting and much more!

This is a NEW series which is continuing off from The Big Reveal. Hope you guys enjoy.

(Y/n’s POV)

Ugh school… WHY?! I just want to be glued to my bed all day.

“Honey? Wake up, time for school.” Really mom?

Just kill me honestly. After finally getting up from my comfortable bed I should be sleeping in, I grabbed myself a change of clothes before heading out to have a shower. There’s only one problem… My Sister is in the shower already.

Last weekend. One of the craziest things ever happened. What is it you ask? Well to keep it short and sweet, I not only fucked my big sister Wendy, but I also got to fuck her hot friends too.

I could remember every single second of it. Even after that Wendy and I would mess around. Speaking of Wendy… I look around to make sure the coast is clear. Good! I’m gonna get in and surprise her.

(Wendy’s POV)

Nothing more like starting off the morning with a nice warm shower. I love the feeling of the water dripping down my body… and feeling Y/n’s cock inside me- okay wait what?! Fuck!

That dumbass really got me needing him more. Oh who am I kidding, I’ve always been needing him. I even sucked his dick under the table while having dinner with our mom there as well. Luckily she didn’t catch us.

I’m getting wet. I-I… need him. I slide my hands down to my pussy, rubbing it just like how he does it to me.

“Mmm Y/n I need you’re touch.” I moan softly to myself.

“I see you can’t stop thinking about me sis.” My eyes widened.

I turn around, see Y/n and before I could scream he covers my mouth and pins me against the shower glass. I look up into his eyes.

“Shhh mom will hear you.” He whispers. Even the way he talks is making me more wet.

He finally removed his hands and I cover my body.

“What are you doing here dumbass?!” I asked him and he rolls his eyes.

“Come on, you’re really coving up even though I’ve seen you naked before when we fuck?” This tease.

I slap his arms and continued to wash up as I tried to ignore him. I felt him hold me from behind, feeling his hands roam around my body. Fuck Y/n you’re killing me. I bite my lip hard trying not to give him a reaction he wanted out of me.

“Come on, don’t you need my touch sis?” H-his hands! His rubbing my pussy.

“S-shut up and let’s hurry and finish up before mom suspects something.” I tell him but he doesn’t listen. No surprise there since he barely listens to me.

“Shhh she won’t.” I felt his lips on my neck. It turned me on so much I even let out a little moan. He smirks against my skin.

“You like that don’t you?”

“S-shut up you perv.” I tell him as he keeps going.

I felt his cock press against my ass. This fucker! You know what? Two can play that game!

(3rd Person View)

Wendy turns and Kisses Y/n deeply while stroking his cock slowly making him harder and turned on. They pull away as they look into each others eyes

“Hurry up and fuck me!” Wendy whispers.

And with that, no hesitation from Y/n as he turns her around again, bends her over as she was against the shower glass once again. He lines himself up along her pussy and slides into her.

Y/n let’s put a grunt while Wendy let’s put a moan as she feels him deep inside her. Y/n grabs her hips and start to thrust deep and hard as their bodies slap against each others.

“You fucking like that Wendy? You like when bro fucks you so good?” He slams into her harder causing her to roll her eyes back.

“Y-yesifuckingloveit!” She moans uncontrollably.

Y/n gives Wendy a light spank on her ass, leaving a mark which she didn’t mind at all as she was filled with lust.

“F-fuck you’re so deep inside of me!” She moans and looks over her shoulder at her brother.

(Y/n’s POV)

A knock can be heard and we both look at each other.

“Don’t stop.” She whispered to me which I nodded and keep fucking her tight pussy.

“Wendy, are you okay in there?” Mom asks her.

“Y-yeah mom I’m fine just- f-fuck!” She moans leaving mom confused. I chuckled.

“Calm down mom will catch us.” I whispered and tease her more while fucking her faster and deeper. She turns and slaps my hand.

“S-shut up dumbass!” She whispered to me.

“You sure you’re okay?”

“Y-yes mom I’m okay. I-I feel s-so… s-so fucking good right now.”

“W-well okay. I’m off to work now, make sure your brother gets ready. I love you.” She says before leaving.

“Love you too!” She yells back.

Mom leaves and she pulls my cock out of her before turning to me and said…

“Take me to your bed and fuck me!”

(A little time skip)

We finish up and Wendy raises from between my legs, wiping her mouth.

“Thanks for giving me my breakfast baby boy.” She winks after swallowing my load I shot into her mouth.

She leaves my room, telling me to hurry up and get ready. What a great way to start the morning.

I put in my clothes get my bag and keys then wait for Wendy. She comes down a few minutes later and see her with a nice, beautiful dress which looked so sexy on her. The things I’d do to her right now with that dress on.

“You look beautiful Wendy.” I tell her causing her to blush and look away. I chuckled.

“T-Thanks dumbass. We also gotta pick up Seulgi on the way to school. She needs a ride.” She tells me which I didn’t mind at all.

We head over to Seulgi’s and she comes out with a nice blue dress that looked absolutely fucking great on her. Look at her curves!

She enters the car with a big smile and puts on her seat belt.

“Hi Y/n! Hey Wendy!” She greeted us warmly.

“Hey baby, you look really great today. Love that dress you got on.” I flirt. Wendy doesn’t seem to like it when I flirt with her friends.

Seulgi blushes and bites her lip.

“Okay not now! Let’s get to school before we arrive there late.” In a rush are we sis?

“Yes ma’am I’m on it.” I start to drive.

“You’re annoying you know that?” She rolled her eyes.

“So how was the sex on his bed this morning?” Seulgi asks with a teasing smirk which caused her to get a slap on the arm by Wendy.

“Y-you weren’t supposed to mention what I told you in front of him!” She scolds her.

“Oww okay okay!” Seulgi rubs her arm.

“Wendy relax. You okay Seulgi?” I asked her and she nodded.

“W-Wendy? Could I maybe have your brother again?” She asks.

“Eww what?! No!”

“Oh come on, you’ve got to have so many turns with him and plus, I’ve been missing the feeling of him inside me.” She looks over at me and I wink at her.

“I missed that feeling too.” I tell her.

“Okay first of all, I’m right here, and secondly, I’m not just gonna sit aside and watch you guys fuck! We got school to go too!” Wendy isn’t a fan of being late to school.

“Who said anything about watching when you can join us?”

“Yeah she’s right sis come on.” Why does Wendy have to be a party pooper?

“No! That’s final.” She looks out the window as silence fill the car.

(Meanwhile)

Slurping, choking, moaning and spitting. If you haven’t guessed it yet, Wendy changed her mind last second and here we are, in the backseat all together, naked as they share my cock.

“Mmm that’s it keep sucking just like that. You’re so good at this Seulgi.” I smile and praise her as she winked and bobbed her head all the way down my length.

My cock hits the back of her throat which felt like I was in a dream world. She chokes and pulls away to catch her breath then spits on my shaft. Meanwhile, Wendy was doing fucking amazing with my balls in her mouth. I could feel her tongue just run circles around each of them and felt the vibrations on my balls from her moans.

They both switch as Wendy takes me into her mouth and Seulgi taking my balls.

“Mmm you like that huh perv? You like the way your big sis sucks your big fat cock?” Wendy smirked as she continued to blow me.

“Shut up and just keep sucking.” I lean my head back in pleasure.

They keep going until they eventually pull away.

“Lay down daddy. I wanna show you how a good girl rides.” Seulgi really turns me on with the way she talks.

I listen and lay down as she straddles my lap and Wendy straddles my face with her pussy. Fuck what a time to be alive. Without wasting time. Seulgi slumps down on my cock, riding like there’s no tomorrow while Wendy sits her ass on my face. Moans fill out the car but Seulgi let’s out a scream.

“Ahhh fuck Y/n your cock is deep inside of me! I-it’s so big!” She yells in complete pleasure.

“S-Seulgi be q-quiet… p-people might hear- f-fuck right there! Fuck me with your tongue baby boy!” She let’s out a yell as well as she couldn’t help herself.

I grip Seulgi’s hips and squeeze onto Wendy’s ass. The car was shaking like crazy with the way they were both riding me. They both switch places as Wendy rides me as I get a taste Of Seulgi’s soaked pussy.

“F-fuck bro! Your dick is so good.”

“K-Kiss me Wendy.” They both pull each other into a heated make out, moaning into each other’s mouths.

Having Wendy and Seulgi is one of the best things in the world, but how could I forget Joy? Yeri? And Irene? Having all five is so much better but hey, I’m not complaining.

After a while of riding both my face and cock, I felt Seulgi release onto my face and Wendy onto my cock.

“Ahhh f-fuck yesss y/n!” The both moan before getting off of me.

They both look at me with a stare full of lust and smile.

“Daddy still needs to cum. How about we help your brother unload?” She looks at Wendy with a smirk.

“You read my mind. Don’t be afraid to let it all out baby boy.” She winks and they both get in between my legs just like before and lick up from the base to my tip slowly.

The both kiss my tip and stop as Wendy takes her phone out.

“Let’s make a video for our girls. You wouldn’t mind taking the video do you baby boy?” Wendy looks up at me.

“Not at all.” I say and smile as I take the phone and hit record.

They kiss my tip again.

“Hey girls. You’re missing out. Too bad you guys can’t be here.” They both tease the other girls and down my cock into their mouths.

They both take turns slurping my cock and occasionally spit on it before making out with my cock in the middle. I was going completely crazy. Watching them pass my cock around to each other like it was delicious food.

“Give us your cum baby boy.” Wendy strokes me.

“Give it all to us daddy. Give us your big yummy load. Shoot it down our throats.”

Their dirty talk is fucking amazing I can feel myself getting closer… and closer… and-.

“I-I’m gonna cum. Open up!” I tell them and they listen and do what I said.

They open their mouths and smile as they both wait patiently for my load. They both stroke me which took me into another dimension.

I watch as my load shoots out and down their throats but some hitting their beautiful faces. They smile and giggle as they start to play with my cum and share it. These girls are crazy. They make out before swallowing my cum and show the camera that there was none left but a mess still on their faces.

“See you guys soon.” They both blow a kiss and wink before I end the video. Wendy takes her phone and sends it to Joy, Irene and Yeri.

Seulgi cleans her face and lick the remaining cum off her fingers. Wendy does the same and looks up at me.

“You made a mess dumbass. Lucky you, I don’t mind cleaning it off.” She smirked.

They both get up and sit on each of my legs and lean in for a three way kiss. We made out for what felt like ages before we pull away to catch our breaths.

“Let’s get to class now.” Seulgi says and we nodded as we all get our clothes back on and head into the school.

We head to our classes which of course, we all received a detention. Was it worth it? Fuck yeah it was. I’m also glad we didn’t get caught. Word does go around pretty quick.

(Unknown POV)

What the fuck?! I just witnessed Y/n fucking Seulgi… and his step sister in his car?! I heard screams in the parking lot and decided to check it out, that’s when I saw the scene happen in front of my eyes.

I recorded most of it. I can’t wait to show the girls… though, looking through the video, Y/n’s dick is making me… wet. Fuck I wonder how he feels inside- okay enough! I got to get out of here and change my panties.

To be continued!

I’m so so sorry I took so long to put something out. Personal reasons that prevented me to do so. But I’m back and hope I can be consistent like how I was before. I hope you guys enjoyed and sorry if it was a little shorter than expected but I wanted to get rid of the cobwebs when it comes to writing. Again I hope you enjoyed and… this is only the beginning.😉

(If there’s any errors please let me know and I’ll fix it. Thank you!)

[apute11as]

Everything happens for a reason ~ Alexia putellas x reader

Author note: The poll was close but I’ve decided to do it as parts as it’s easier for me to get regular smaller posts out with my work and things but I hope you enjoy❤️

⚠️ suggestive themes, slight smut, pregnancy, failed ivf mentions

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The sun light pierced your blinds, bathing your room in a gentle yellow glow. As your eyes fluttered open, you were met with the beautiful site of your wife’s naked, tattooed back asleep next to you. You knew she’d be tired, as were you after your late night activities that went on into the early hours of the morning, needing to make the most of your time together before a gruelling 2 months likely without seeing each other at all.

You admired the woman next to you, and the way that the light made her tanned skin look ethereal. Tucking the loose strands of hair behind her ears, you pressed a light kiss to her cheek but as you went to bend back up, you felt an unusual lurch in your stomach. Rising immediately, you went to empty the contents of your stomach into the toilet bowl. After gagging for a couple of seconds, you felt a warm hand on your shoulder, one that surely belonged to your girlfriend.

“¿estas bien mi amor?” she questioned with a soft look of concern present on her features.

“Si carino estoy bien I think it’s just nerves because of how soon the World Cup is and the pressure that I’m going to be under.” you replied patting her hand that rested on your shoulder.

“Ok if you’re sure let’s get some water” she exclaimed, offering her hand and using her other to lift you by the hips.

As you entered the kitchen, she quickly made you water and a warm cup of coffee which seemed to work pretty well to soothe your aching stomach, a sure sign that this wasn’t a bug but simply nerves.

——

A couple of hours passed and you were feeling almost completely better which definitely helped in reducing your girlfriend’s anxiety. She had helped you with all the finishing touches to packing your bag so that you were now completely ready to go to the airport. Despite the original plan being for you to get a taxi to the airport, after this morning Alexia insisted she drive you in her car, claiming that she could easily divert her taxi to take her to her camp from the airport. After a large discussion, filled with many kisses, you finally agreed.

You planned to leave at 8am but it was currently 7:30 so with half an hour to spare the two of you were cuddled up on the sofa, with Nala settled asleep across both of your laps.

“I’m going to miss you so much amor” alexia whispered into your neck, tightening her grip around you.

“I’ll miss you too Ale, but I’ll see you in the final, when we both get there” you replied, kissing her cheek.

“Hmm” she hummed into you, her hands creeping up your jumper and onto the bare skin beneath it.

“what do you think you’re doing love” you giggled as her cold hands made contact with your exposed midsection.

“Mmm gonna miss you so much” she mumbled as she pulled you into her further, startling poor Nala who preceded to fall into the rug, showing her annoyance with a small bark. At this point, you were now straddling her hips, and she was leaving open mouth kisses on your neck on the marks she’d left last night. She then carefully slotted her thigh in between your legs, trying to make contact though the layers of fabric between her legs and your pussy.

“Ale I need to get ready to go soon or else I’ll miss my check in.” You reminded her but she seemed unfazed as her hand reached your breasts and began to massage them. You moaned as she reached your nipples, allowing her to keep going despite the more logical side to you saying no. However, you draw the line when her hands reach down into your sweatpants to touch your pussy. “Alexia putellas segura you are like a teenage boy are you always horny?” you questioned, whilst simultaneously trying to escape her newfound grip on your hips.

“No I just love you so much bebita and I’m going to miss you and these” she said groping your breasts again.

“Ale stop it I mean it we have to go” you say sternly, finally managing to escape her grasp.

“Fine” she huffed like a child being scolded by their parent. She made a move to stand up but not before giving your ass a smack as she shuffled past you.

“You little-“ you remarked as you began to chase her, Nala joining in with her mami’s playing.

After a painful 15 minutes of Alexia touching you in anyway she can, you finally made it to the car with all of your stuff and Alexia of course opting to carry as much of your stuff as humanly possible, the princess treatment ever present as always. And of course once you had begun your journey, Alexia had placed her hand on your thigh for the entire 30 minutes.

Once you finally reached your destination of the airport, Alexia parked up her Cupra and promptly strolled around the other side of the car to open the door and offer her hand to you so you could get out. Hand in hand, you both ventured to the car trunk to collect your bags, and of course Alexia carried as much as possible; ever the gentlewoman.

So you walked over to the airport hand in hand. After unloading your stuff into the baggage section, it was time to say goodbye to your girlfriend for the next two months. What you hadn’t expected was for the tears to form in your eyes so easily.

“Amor are you crying” alexia asked, her eyes slightly glassy too.

“Yes sorry my love” you responded, letting the tears fall without restraint now as she held you tight in her arms, just had she had after every failed IVF attempt.

“Don’t be sorry I’m just shocked you don’t normally get this emotional I’ll see you soon I promise cariño” she stated with a pitiful smile.

“I think I’m just having one of those days my love I’m really going to miss you” you replied

“And I you guapa” she smiled.

With one last hug, the two of you parted ways and you headed to security and baggage check, boarding pass in hand and unsettling feeling in your stomach.

Once you boarded the plane, you quickly found your seat, it was next to a woman and a small child. Placing your stuff in the overhead storage, you sat down by the window staring into abyss. Around 20 minutes into the flight, the unease in your stomach returned and you suddenly felt bile begin to rise up in your throat. Noticing your discomfort, the woman next to you spoke up.

“are you alright love” she questioned with a maternal glint in her eyes.

“Oh- yes sorry just feeling a bit ill” you replied hesitantly.

“would you like travel sickness tablets?” She asked with a smile.

“Oh no thank you I don’t usually get travel sick” you assured her.

“Well haha I thought the same until I was pregnant with this one here” she said pointing at the toddler asleep next to her.

“I was great with travelling but then I just started to feel sick every time I entered a moving vehicle” she chuckled.

“Oh wow I’m sure I’m not pregnant though” you offered weakly.

“Probably but you never know” she rebounded.

“Actually I took a test the other week we were trying for a while, but after the last negative we’ve decided to give it a break” you replied with a hint of sadness.

“Ah I see but those box tests aren’t always correct, I’m sorry if I’m overstepping here but given what you’ve told me maybe it’s worth taking another” she professed.

“Maybe” you said weakly, offering a small smile.

Throughout the journey your thoughts spiralled, what if you were pregnant and the test had been wrong? How would you explain this to your coaches, to Alexia? The sickness persisted, you excused yourself to the bathroom once or twice, but nothing but dry heaving occurred. The likely reality of your predicament began to settle in and what felt like an extensive flight, despite the fact it was only 2 hours, the plane touched town in rainy England and as you stepped out of the plane, all that you felt was dread.

[mirisss]

SKZ reaction to their gf being in a car crash

SKZ OT8 x female! reader

SKZ reaction to their girlfriend being in a car crash and taking care of her

Thank you for the request, hope you like it! 

Wordcount ≈ 1.5k

Warnings: Car crash, broken leg, bruises, a little angsty, mentioning of anxiety, 

Part 2

(Y/n)’s POV

“Hey, I’m going to be running a bit late. I have a bit left that I need to do on this project, so I’ll order some food and eat here,” “Are you sure? How late do you think you’ll have to stay?” “I’m not sure, Binnie, I think I need another 3 or 4 hours before I’m done,” “Mmm, okay, do you want some of us to come and pick you up?” “No, I’ll be fine and besides you guys have had a long day, I’ll text you guys when I leave,” “Alright, be careful,” “Love you,” “Love you, too,” 

After hanging up the call with Changbin, I got back to working on my project. If I did this project great then I could be in for a promotion at work. And if I got this promotion, my life as the girlfriend of a very successful kpop group would be a bit easier. With this promotion, I could go with them on tours, at least more than one stop. So I had to get it. I needed it. I ordered some food and got back to work, most of my colleagues had left the building leaving me and a handful of others behind. 

3 hours and 25 minutes later, I was finally finished. I submitted my project, packed up my things, sent a text to Seungmin as he was the last person I texted with, letting him now that I was leaving the building. I went down to the garage and got into my car. Seungmin responded as I started the car, saying he and all the others missed me and were waiting. 

I began driving, I couldn’t wait to get home to my boyfriends. I was exhausted and missed their embraces. I came to a stop light, the streets were surprisingly empty, even at this late hour the streets were usually filled with cars. The light turned green and I began driving, suddenly I noticed headlights of another car approaching from my left, the car was speeding, seemingly out of control, I realized that no matter what I did, we would collide, still I tried to step on my gas hoping the other car would miss me. The last thing I remember was a loud bang and feeling pain. 

Third Person POV

Over at the SKZ dorm, the boys were waiting eagerly for (Y/n) to come home. They had prepared snacks, blankets, and a movie. All of them ready for a cuddly movie night. They kept checking their phones and out the windows, expecitng to see either a call, a text, or (Y/n)’s car. Yet no matter how many times they checked they found nothing. 

“It’s been 30 minutes since she texted, it only takes 15 minutes here, and that’s on days when the traffic is bad,” Minho noted, concern evident on his face, his body was restless. Changbin was pacing around the room, feeling like he should have gone and picked her up even if she said it wasn’t necessary. “I’ll try calling her,” Hyunjin said as he held the phone up to his ear, whishing she would pick up, however he was disappointed as he was met with (Y/n)’s voice mail. 

“Her phone could be dead and she’s just buying snacks,” Han said, trying to be hopeful, yet his hands were shaking, his breathing irregular, anxiety taking over his body as he feared the worst had happened. “Yeah, she’s gonna come any second now, I feel it,” Felix said, he sat beside Han, trying to find comfort in his bandmate and boyfriend. Jeongin stood by the window, staring down at each passing car, analyzing each one to try and find the one belonging to his dear girlfriend. 

Another 30 minutes passed by, an hour since (Y/n) said she would be coming home. Yet there was no sign of her. A few minutes more passed by when Chan received a call from an unknown number, he answered it, half expecting it to be from a fan who had managed to get a hold of his number. He was surprised that the one on the other line was a doctor, or at least someone working at the hospital. 

“Hello, is this Bang Chan?” “Yes, who is this?” “I am calling from the hospital, your girlfriend (L/n) (Y/n) has been in an accident,” “WHAT?” The other boys all stood up, shaking with fear and worry at Chan’s shout. “There was a car accident, miss (L/n) is still being examined, could you come over to the hospital?” “Of course, I’ll, or we’ll be there as soon as we can,” “Only her boyfriend will be allowed inside the room,” Chan gave an awkward forced chuckled. “You see we’re in a poly relationship,” “Oh, I’m so sorry, of course all of you will be allowed inside then,” 

Chan hung up and explained to the other’s, they all left the dorm within a minute. Hearts racing, minds expecting the worst. Was she badly hurt? Was she even alive? Would she be okay? When they arrived at the hospital they all rushed to the front desk, asking for (Y/n). As they came upon the door that lead them to the room (Y/n) was in, a doctor just stepped out of it. “Excuse me, is (L/n) (Y/n), in there?” “Yes, might you be her boyfriends?” “Yes, doctor,” “She just woke up, she’s a bit shaken but she’ll be fine,” “How badly hurt is she?” “Considering the circumstances, not bad at all. She has a broken leg and some bruises over majority of her body, but other than that, she is physically fine, mentally though might be another story. First and foremost, she needs support from those who love her,” The doctor gave the boys a kind smile before she left, allowing the boys to step inside. 

“(Y/n), we were so worried,” Jisung began crying the second he layed eyes on her, the cast on her leg, the bruises on her arms and even her face, he just wanted to wake up from this nightmare. (Y/n) too began crying as she saw the worry and tears on her boyfriends’ faces. “I’m sorry,” “No, don’t apologize, darling, it wasn’t your fault,” Minho wiped away some of the tears that stained the girls cheek, his smile only causing her to cry more. Relieved to finally be within their presence again, close to the people she loves and feel safe with. 

2 hours later, (Y/n) was allowed to go home as the doctors had examined her and ruled out a concussion and other injuries. Bang Chan was given a long list of things that (Y/n) wasn’t allowed to do for a few days and how to care for her leg. Changbin had sent an email to (Y/n)’s boss, letting them know of the accident and that (Y/n) wouldn’t be able to work for 2 weeks, and after those 2 weeks she would only be able to work from home for another 2-3 weeks. 

(Y/n) was given crutches to use for moving around, she struggled a bit with them as she wasn’t used to it. In the end, to get out to the car, Felix and Seungmin ended up acting as her crutches, half carrying her. Jeongin sat beside (Y/n) in the car, holding her hand as she seemed a bit stressed over the situation. He could only imagine, she was just in an accident and now she had to go in a car again. “Hey, you’re okay, we’re here with you. Want me to sing to you?” (Y/n) couldn’t give a verbal answer but she simply nodded her head and squeezed his hand. 

Jeongin began singing lowly, the rest of the boys soon followed and joined in on singing, all to help (Y/n) calm down. (Y/n) closed her eyes and focused on the sweet voices of her boyfriends, the warmth they brought her overpowered her fear from the accident. Soon enough she felt her heart slow down and her breathing followed right after. Relaxation and safety soon consumed her mind as she focused on the singing. Before she knew it, the car was parked, they were home. The boys helped her out of the car and supported her all the way to their dorm. 

“Don’t worry, sweetie, we’ve got you,” Hyunjin said as he handed her some of the snacks they had prepared earlier. “I’m so happy I have all of you,” “We’re happy to have you too,” Felix answered. And so, the nine lovers spent the night cuddled up on the couch, finding safety in one another, happy that they get to experience tomorrow together.

[moonlit-femme]

Look at what you’ve done to me. See? Don’t you see how wet I am for you? My panties are ruined and I’m basically dripping. Mhm, this is all your fault. You kept teasing me all day. No, you stay over there. No touching. You’re going to watch me touch myself. Mhm, just watch…

I’m already so sensitive. I’ve barely started touching myself and my clit is already throbbing. I’m only going to touch it lightly, you know what happens if I get too carried away. Mmm… how does it feel? Really fucking good. I’m only going to put one finger in, just for now. Don’t look away. Don’t you dare look away. Keep your eyes on me.

I can barely stop my hips from moving, I’m practically grinding into the palm of my hand. You can hear just wet I am too. And from what I’m seeing over there, you’re getting aroused now too. You like this don’t you? You like being denied like this. I know you do. I can see your hips bucking from across the room. How about this, if you can last until I’m finished, you’ll get a little reward. Mhm, I promise. Now be good for me and keep watching…

One finger doesn’t feel like enough anymore, I’ll add another… Fuck that feels really good. If I’m not careful, I’ll cum too quickly. And where’s the fun in that? You can see everything from over there. How pretty I look when I’m fucking myself. I really do enjoy having you watch. Knowing that you’re over there unable to touch yourself with your eyes fixed on me fighting back the urge to come over here and fuck me yourself. It feels really fucking good.

F-fuck I’m close, I’m not sure how much longer I can last. I can already tell that I’m going to make a mess of these sheets and it will be all your fault. All of this is your fault, you made me do me this. With all of the teasing and the flirting that you made me endure today, I couldn’t help myself from feeling this way. Just like how I can’t stop my fingers from moving now. Fuck, I’m gonna cum. Please please please watch me cum. Watch me… watch me… watch me… watch me… oh fuck…

Ha… ha… look at that… I told you I was going to ruin the sheets. And you did such a good job holding back for me baby. Ready for your reward, baby? Then come over here and claim your prize…

[fanficimagery]

Girl in the Painting

After taking a closer look at Xavier's paintings, Wednesday realizes he wasn't having dreams of her at all. But she does know the girl in the paintings and she's decided that this one good deed shouldn't kill her.

Words: 6.6K Author's Note: Wednesday AU. I'm well aware Xavier never had dreams of Wednesday; he just painted her because he'd seen her and "instantly fell in love". For this, however, I'm saying he's dreamt of her, possibly even before she showed up to Nevermore, and she realizes later on she was never actually the center of his dreams. Also, TRIGGER WARNING for mentions of past attempted sexual assault. It's brief.

As the students of Nevermore are packing up and readying themselves for their trips home, a group of girls are sitting around the charred fountain in the courtyard.

"So what are your plans for summer?" Bianca asks, fingers skimming the water. The dark skinned siren smiles when Enid blushes prettily, her gaze immediately darting to the ever stoic Wednesday. She's been wondering, as of late, if Enid's feelings towards Wednesday were leaning towards romantic rather than platonic.

"Going to Wednesday's home," Enid finally says. "Gonna spend a couple of weeks with the Addams' family."

"Yeah? I didn't think our resident living dead girl was into slumber parties."

"It's going to be a blast," Wednesday deadpans. Yoko chuckles, sipping on whatever concoction she's mixed up that satiates her bloodlust. "You two are more than welcome. Apparently the more, the merrier."

"Sorry," Yoko muses, "but the coven's gonna travel all summer. I'm quite looking forward to it."

"Mmm. And as much as I'm loving the new attitude, I got some things to take care of before we come back to Nevermore," Bianca says, her silver eyes glowing just the faintest. She really couldn't wait until she finished this favor for her mother and her new creep of a husband. "Besides, I can't be seen painting the nails of the girl responsible for my break-up with Xavier so soon. I at least gotta make it seem like I've made you sweat."

Wednesday just blinks at Bianca's reasoning, but Enid frowns. "Wait, what? I thought you broke up because Xavier was being his emo artistic self?"

Yoko grins around the straw of her drink. "She wishes."

"I actually found a sketch of Wednesday in his journal before I even knew who Wednesday was," Bianca confesses. "Here. Look." She takes her phone out of her pocket, scrolling through her pictures. "I snapped a pic to see what I could find out online, but shockingly nothing was solved until Wednesday showed up here."

"I find social media to be a soul-sucking void of meaningless affirmation."

"Yep. Sounds like you," Bianca says. "Look. See? He drew this before you even stepped foot behind Nevermore's gates."

Wednesday takes the phone and Enid leans closer to take a look. Both girls scrutinize the sketch, both equally baffled to see who everyone has assumed was Wednesday herself smiling. But just as Wednesday is about to hand the phone back, something catches her eye and she brings the phone closer to her face to scrutinize it.

"I can see why you thought this was me," Wednesday says, "but I assure you, it is not me who's apparently caught Xavier's fancy."

"No?" Bianca huffs. "Sure as hell looks like you."

Yoko nods. "Could have fooled me."

"I thought it was me as well, but this sketch proves me wrong. Look here." Wednesday zooms in on the picture, focusing on the right eyebrow. "You see that scar? I don't have it."

Bianca stares before rolling her eyes and reclaiming her phone. "So Xavier gives you a flaw and you immediately don't think it's you?"

"It is not a flaw. It's a sign of strength." Bianca, and the ever-smiling Enid and Yoko frown at the tone Wednesday has now taken on and the steely glint in her eyes.

"What are you talking about?"

"A couple of years ago, me and my siblings decided to walk into town after a tiring day at school. A group of older teenage boys cornered us down an alley, and they held me and Pugsley back while making us watch as they tore at the clothes on my sister's back. They mocked her tears and promised that whatever they did to her, no one would believe her since even our sheriff hated outcasts like us. They wanted to break her because we were different. But in a bout of bravery that I will forever be proud of her for, she took the small blade our uncle Fester gifted her and stabbed one of her attackers. In return, they hit her in the face with half a brick and fled with their friend."

"Shit." Bianca blinks in surprise. "Is your sister okay?"

"She's fine. They only left her with a scar and a fear of normies. She used to have the social personality that Enid possesses, but now she haunts the halls of our home rather than leaving it. I tried to get her to attend Nevermore, but even I failed in doing so. Xavier's sketch though, it shows her smiling. That tells me she will be okay."

"So… Xavier only thinks he's infatuated with you?" Yoko wonders.

"It appears so. But if I can manage to get him to my home, maybe he'll see for himself it wasn't me he was having dreams of."

Bianca huffs a laugh. "Sounds fun. Now I'm really glad I can't make it to your slumber party. The breakup is still too fresh to see him fawning over someone else. Maybe the time away will do me some good."

"This sounds like my kind of drama." Yoko sighs wistfully. "Too bad I'll have to miss it."

"Yes, well, Xavier did gift me this phone." Wednesday pulls out a sleek iPhone. "Perhaps if I had your number, I could text you updates. Or death threats."

"Done and done. Gimme." Yoko happily takes Wednesday's phone, typing her information into it. Then taking a selfie, she hands the phone to Bianca who does the same, but makes sure Wednesday understands that she doesn't want any updates.

"We're going to have so much fun!" Enid happily bounces in place, accepting Wednesday's phone to type in her own information. "I can't wait to meet your family."

At 001 Cemetery Lane, a gothic looking manor stands tall and proud behind a sentient gate.

With your fingers running through the dust along the wall, you quietly walk down the hallway as your sister's friend can be heard babbling on and on. Enid Sinclair had shown up only a couple of days ago, her bubbly personality breathing life into your usually dark home. You'd have kept your distance had you not learned she was from Nevermore, but upon learning she was a werewolf, you found yourself leaving your room while there was a guest in your home.

Halfway down the staircase, the doorbell ominously tolls and Lurch appears from the next room over to answer it. You freeze, wondering who would dare walk up to your house.

Lurch opens the door and your breathing ceases for a moment at the sight of a teenage boy standing there. He's around six feet tall, give or take a couple of inches, and he sheepishly runs a hand through his chin length hair.

"Hey, uh, is Wednesday home?" He's staring up at Lurch who's towering over him, nervously tugging at the sleeves of his coat which seem to be torn on one arm. Lurch turns and looks up at you, and you startle when the boy's gaze lands on you. His brow furrows before he smiles. "Hi. I, uh, I think your gate tried to eat me."

Your lips faintly twitch and your heart rate starts to slow. If he knows Wednesday and isn't freaking out too much about Gate, there's a good chance he's from Nevermore as well. "He's temperamental. You need to be quick to avoid his swing." Then without waiting for a response, you turn around and call out, "Wednesday! There's a boy at the door for you."

A small weight lands on your shoulder and you grin at the sight of Thing. He trembles excitedly, tapping and pointing and making gestures as you giggle at his enthusiasm.

"Oh, hey Thing! Long time no see." When you glance back at the door, the boy is now inside your home with the door shut behind him and Lurch nowhere to be found. Thing scrambles off your shoulder and rushes towards the boy, and it's not until the boy squats down to fist bump Thing that you catch yourself admiring how cute the boy is. Immediately you shut that thought down and wipe any form of amusement from your expression. Then when the boy glances back at you, he stands tall and smiles yet again. "I'm Xavier Thorpe," he then introduces himself.

"YN," you deadpan. You hear Wednesday's nearly silent footfalls behind you and nod at him before you take a step back up the staircase. "Enjoy your stay here. Don't touch Mother's plants. They bite."

As you turn around, you're unsurprised to find Wednesday looking right at you. Her eyebrow twitches, your eyes narrow, and you clasp your hands behind your back before marching back up the stairs.

At the top of the staircase, Enid is practically beaming at you. "He's cute. Right?"

"Ask my sister. He's her guest."

"What? They're not-"

But you pay her no mind and trace your steps back to your room.

At the bottom of the staircase, Xavier watches as Wednesday's sister disappears. "How long have you known?" He asks.

"That it was my sister you've been having dreams of and not me?" He gives her a deadpan stare and Wednesday nearly smiles. "Only since our last day at Nevermore. Bianca showed me the first picture you ever drew and the scar in her eyebrow tipped me off. You're welcome."

Enid skips down the stairs, sighing as she approaches her friends. "Well you're going to have your work cut out for you, Xavier. She thinks you're here for Wednesday."

"Technically, I am." He shrugs.

"And now you're here for her," Wednesday says. "Protect her heart. You so much as bruise it and I'll dissect yours."

Xavier blinks in shock and Enid giggles, skipping to his side and hooking her arm with his. "Let the wooing begin."

Over the past couple of days, you keep your distance from Wednesday's friends. You've heard them around the house, sure, but only managed to really be in the same room as them when you all had dinner as a family. You always sat between Wednesday and Pugsley, across from Enid and Xavier, but your eyes never strayed too far from your plate.

One morning, you have the urge to visit what used to be your favorite part of the manor.

The sunroom towards the back of the manor used to be your space- filled with vibrant flowers, plants, and vines and even a small fountain in the corner. But ever since the incident, you've tried to find solace in the one place you loved, only to have everything you touch wilt right before your very eyes. And now- now the sunroom is filled with black and gray and brown plants.

Finding what used to be a rose, your mother's favorite flower, you pick it up and gently cradle it in the palms of your hands. One of its petals crumbles beneath the pad of your thumb and it takes everything in you to not cry.

"I was wondering where you've been sneaking off to." The voice startles you and you turn to see Xavier standing under the archway of the entrance. His hair is pulled back into a small knot at the back of his head, a few strands left loose, and you quickly squash down the thought that he looks really cute like this. "Sorry," he then apologizes. "I thought you would have heard my footsteps."

"...no worries."

You turn back around, gently laying the dead flower back down. Exhaling softly, you then move towards the door leading outside, unsurprised when you hear footsteps following you. "So this place is… awesome."

You huff a laugh, stopping just inside the door and only peering outside towards the family cemetery. "Believe it or not, it wasn't always like this. I used to be able to breathe life into this room."

"Yeah?"

"Mhm. Now everything I touch seems to die."

"Oh I wouldn't say that."

"Really? Take a look around, Mr. Thorpe. I did this." Xavier takes a look around, frowning and trying to understand you. Exhaling softly again, you paste on a friendly grin and turn to face him. "If you're looking for my sister, she and Enid have Uncle Fester in the electric chair up in the attic."

He barks out a surprised laugh. "What?"

"He loves it." You shrug. Then as you're walking away, you say, "Fair warning; if Uncle Fester tells you to pull his finger, don't."

"Why? Because his farts are killer?"

"No. Because he'll electrocute you."

You leave Xavier chuckling in your wake, finding it a little easier to be in your sister's friends presence.

Then two days later, it's your turn to find Xavier in the sunroom. His hair is back in the little knot that you couldn't stop staring at, dressed in paint splattered clothes as he stands in front of an easel.

When he catches sight of you, he offers you a smile before he focuses on his canvas once more. You continue walking closer and when he doesn't say anything, you walk around to see what he was inspired to paint. Surprisingly, it's a black and white portrait of your sister sitting behind her cello mid-stroke.

"Oh wow," you breathe in awe. "Xavier, this is amazing."

"You think so?"

When you chance a glance at him and notice the faint pink surrounding his cheek bones, you smile genuinely at him. "Of course. You're really talented."

"Glad you think so." Xavier steps back, looking at his work as he stands side by side with you. "Wednesday, uh, she played the cello one night and it was amazing. No one thought her capable of it."

"Why? Because she's death incarnate?"

Xavier chuckles, bashfully averting his gaze. "Something like that." Then looking at the painting once more, he says, "Your mother saw one of my pieces at Nevermore and asked if I could recreate it so she could hang it here."

You nod in understanding, unable to tear your eyes away from the way Xavier has captured your sister. Then right before your eyes, the painting slowly comes to life- Wednesday's bangs blowing in the wind, one hand pushing and drawing the bow across the cello strings as the other holds down certain strings in a muted song.

You quietly gasp, eyes widening in surprise. You watch in awe before turning towards your companion, only to find him holding his hand out towards the painting with his eyes closed. "Oh." You utter in realization. "You're gifted and then you're literally gifted."

Xavier's eyes open and he nods, eyes sparkling. "I have the gift of animation."

"Marvelous."

You continue staring at the painting, finding the foundation of your walls quaking and feeling a bit more comfortable in the presence of the boy who has decided to share his power with you.

You're so used to sitting between your siblings at dinner that you're thrown for a loop when you find Enid in your usual place. Your eyes narrow suspiciously, but Enid and Pugsley merely smile while Wednesday arches an eyebrow at you.

Xavier fidgets nervously in his chair, smiling sheepishly at you. "Come on. I don't bite," he muses as he gestures to the empty seat.

Against your will, you blush.

"Pity," Wednesday drawls. "I think my sister would have quite liked that."

"Wednesday!" Your mortification makes Enid giggle. You nervously take your seat before your father takes your mother's hand, pressing kisses to the back of her hand and all the way up her arm where he then proceeds to mockingly bite her. "Oh my god. You're all so embarrassing."

"They're cute." Enid beams at your parents' affectionate behavior.

"Someone drown me," you mumble.

"Only after dinner," your mother says.

Xavier snorts and you briefly flash him a grin before fiddling with your utensils.

Lurch brings the food out, everyone having a pasta dish with the exception of Enid who'd been brought out a medium-rare steak. You quietly dig in, gaze darting from person to person as the conversation flows around you.

Eventually, when the dessert is brought out, Enid addresses the younger crowd.

"So the cinema is playing a werewolf movie and I really want to go see it and make fun of it. Is anyone else interested in going?"

"Sure." Xavier shrugs. "Sounds fun."

Wednesday sighs. "If I must."

"I have plans with Thing," Pugsley says, smiling apologetically at Enid.

All eyes turn towards you and you fight the urge to shrink in your seat. You gulp, but before you can come up with an excuse to not have to leave your house, your mother is urging you to go. "It sounds like fun, sweetheart. Surely you'd love to go with your sister and friends."

"I-"

It's been years, darling," your father says. "I think it's time to get back out there. You're not that naive little girl anymore, mija."

You let your mouth close, everyone ignoring Xavier's, "Am I missing something?"

Wednesday's giving you her usual deadpan stare whereas Enid is smiling and nodding, encouraging you to go. Both your parents are smiling, anticipating your answer, but what makes you cave is the fact that a part of you actually wants to go. You want to be somewhat of a normal teenager, being out and about with your sister, Enid, and a cute boy.

Reluctantly, your shoulders sag and you give a nod. "Fine. I'll make an attempt."

"I'll take it!" Enid blurts.

Wednesday looks pleased with your answer and you finish the rest of dinner without uttering another word.

Then the next evening, you're being picky about what outfit you should wear. You'd taken to wearing different shades of black and gray, but tonight you want to look good. All your dresses and skirts are out of the question, and eventually you settle on a pair of burgundy plaid leggings and a black sweater crop top. You fix your hair to your liking and then slip your feet into a pair of black combat boots before lacing them up tightly. Then deeming yourself ready, you shove your phone, cash, and ID into a miniature backpack that is adorned with skulls and crossbones.

Inhaling and exhaling deeply, you finally make your way downstairs.

Wednesday, Enid, and Xavier are waiting for you, and when Wednesday sees you… a smile slowly blossoms as she takes you in.

"What are you-" Enid turns around and her jaw drops. Then she beams and practically hops in place in her excitement. "You're wearing something other than black!"

Xavier turns, his gulp very obvious. "Wow." You think he must've wanted to keep that to himself because he blushes and nervously runs a hand through his loose hair. "You, uh, you look nice."

You arch an eyebrow at him, grinning. "Thanks."

Walking past them, you walk outside to where Lurch is waiting by the car to drive you into town. He hums when he sees you and you wrinkle your nose at him as he opens the back door for you. You climb in to sit on the bench seat directly behind the driver's seat, holding in your surprise when Wednesday and Enid shove Xavier in right behind you. He practically falls into his seat, righting himself as smoothly as he can, and Wednesday and Enid take their seats across from you.

Enid and Xavier keep the conversation flowing with you and Wednesday occasionally humming in response.

After several long minutes of driving, Wednesday is instructing Lurch where to drop you all off. It's a couple blocks away from the cinema, but your sister apparently wants to go for a brief walk. Though the second your feet are on the pavement and Lurch drives away, you freeze.

"Hey. You okay?" Xavier asks.

Your hands are gripping the straps to your backpack and you gulp, subconsciously stepping closer to him when he gently touches your elbow. "Y-Yeah."

"Come on. Wednesday will leave us behind if we linger."

"Mhm."

Gently pulling on your arm, you stiffly follow Xavier. Your eyes are peeled for anyone staring, hands tightening on the straps of your bag. The only time you feel yourself exhaling with relief is when Xavier puts himself between you and the street, letting you take the part of the sidewalk that's closest to the buildings.

Enid and Wednesday are walking in front of you, elbows linked, and occasionally Enid giggles over her shoulder when she glances back at you. But you're too paranoid to pay her any mind and try to focus on the silent strength that Xavier is unknowingly offering up.

At the cinema, Enid asks for four tickets to the latest werewolf thriller, and she happily claps when Xavier pays for everyone. At the snack counter it takes everything in you to not bolt or hide out in the bathroom, but you shakily manage to retrieve your own cash to pay for some nachos and a drink.

So far no one's stared or shouted and you find yourself relaxing, especially when you take a seat in the movie room and everyone is paying attention to their people that they showed up with.

Sitting between Xavier and Wednesday, you find yourself breathing a little easier.

Enid has several hot dogs balancing on her lap, Wednesday is chewing on black licorice, and you and Xavier had the same idea to get nachos. He, however, also nabbed several boxes of candy and a bucket of popcorn.

"I hope you choke on a kernel," Wednesday says as she watches him stuff handful after handful of popcorn into his mouth.

You giggle, licking the cheesy goodness from your fingertips and sipping on your drink.

And halfway through the movie, you hear Xavier actually choke. A laugh slips out of your sister before her lips are pressed closed once more, and you offer Xavier your drink. Sharing a straw doesn't bother you, so you nod in reassurance as he stares at it.

For the rest of the movie, you and Xavier share your drink. And when you run out, he quickly leaves the darkness of the room to get you a refill.

After the movie, you're standing outside in front of the cinema as Enid talks about the horrible cosmetics they used to portray a werewolf. Wednesday is tapping away on her phone before she puts it away, cutting Enid off mid rant and giving her a nod. She squeals and happily claps her hand, and you stare at them in confusion.

"There's a fair going on," Wednesday says. "Enid wants to go."

You slowly tense up. "Oh."

The bubbly werewolf's smile falls. "But if that's too much for you, we don't-"

"No. It's fine," you assure her. Your hands are back to gripping the straps of your backpack. "We can- we can go."

Enid is back to happily clapping, but Wednesday curiously studies your demeanor. And when she sees you're not about to have a meltdown, she turns and follows after her friend.

"We can always hang out front of the fair if you really don't want to go in," Xavier says. You startle, somehow having forgotten he was there. "I don't mind waiting with you."

"It's okay. Really." Your smile is shaky as you look up at him. "Just, uh, maybe don't leave me alone in there?"

"Stick by your side. Got it." Xavier grins as he offers you his elbow and you're quick to latch on. "I'll even win you the ugliest prize we can find if you're up for it."

You chuckle and let him lead the way, occasionally glancing up at him. "Christ, I forget how tall you are sometimes."

"I'm not tall, you're just really small."

"Ha. Ha."

When you eventually make it to the fair, Xavier hesitates with you as you warily glance around. Then taking a deep breath, you press on and practically make yourself flush against his side. You walk around for a bit, smiling when you see Wednesday and Enid pass you by, Enid already holding tightly to a stuffed unicorn.

As you're walking around, your eyes are drawn back to a green and black dragon that's about half your size. Xavier must notice because he decides to try his hand at basketball in order to win the prize and it takes him four tries to win it.

You don't know what it is about Xavier that makes your guard start to drop, but you find yourself smiling and laughing a bit more easier. He tries winning a panda next, but in between his dart throwing, he notices as you keep your back to the game and are staring from side to side.

You're too distracted to notice he's watching you, your arms wrapped around your dragon as you nervously chew on the bottom corner of your lip. He sighs a little dejectedly, turning around so he can see where you're staring off to. "So who's the lucky guy… or girl?"

"Excuse me?" You look up at him, brow furrowed in confusion.

"You keep glancing around." He faintly grins. "Are you waiting for someone?"

You study his features, eyes subtly widening when you notice something. Was that- was that jealousy clouding his expression? "Wednesday didn't tell you," you then mumble in awe. You for sure thought he knew why you never left your home. After all, Enid did.

"Tell me what?"

You gulp, glancing at the carnie listening in to your conversation. "Let's go for a walk. I'll fill you in." Shakily exhaling, you gesture for Xavier to follow. Side by side, he walks with you with his hands tucked away in the pockets of his coat. "A few years ago, Wednesday, Pugsley, and I were attacked by a group of normies. It… wasn't a pleasant experience for me and it's actually how I got this," you say while gesturing to the scar on your eyebrow. "They were ripping- uh, they were ripping off my clothes, so I stabbed one of them." Your breath hitches and when you chance a glance up at Xavier, you find that his jaw is clenched. "I stopped them from doing that to me, but they managed to hit me with a brick before they ran away."

You make it a few more steps before you're being tugged to a stop and then Xavier is walking to stand in front of you. Gently cupping one side of your face, you manage to hold back a flinch when his thumb brushes over your scar. "You're safe with me. You know that right?"

"I'm starting to realize that."

"That was a shit thing those normies did and I'll be damned if they do anything on my watch." When you meet his gaze, he offers you a small smile. "Now let's go win Wednesday the brightest stuffed animal we can find and make her take a picture with it."

Slowly smiling, you chuckle. "Okay."

And by the end of the night, you and Xavier have won the most terribly bright and fluffy stuffed animals, shoved them near Wednesday's face, and had Enid hurriedly snap a picture of your glaring sister.

You're smiling and skipping alongside Enid towards a waiting Lurch, laughing with all the stuffed animals crammed between your arms and bodies before crawling into the idling car.

For once, in a very long time, you've had fun and didn't worry about any normies looking in your direction.

Xavier's just got off the phone with his father when a familiar song being played on the cello draws him towards Wednesday's room. The door is open, the room is empty, but there's another door that leads out to a balcony.

Following the music, he's not surprised to find Wednesday playing Paint It Black while Thing turns the sheet music for her. Gomez, Morticia, Pugsley, and Enid are also on the balcony, staring at something down below.

"What's going on?" He asks, stepping closer to the railing.

Enid glances at him, beaming. "Take a look for yourself."

Xavier glances down, gaze falling to the gazebo that's been strung up with white fairy lights. But what draws his attention is the twirling figure inside the gazebo, adorned in a black leotard and a multicolored tutu. His jaw subtly drops. "She dances?"

"She dances." He looks over at Morticia Addams, tears glistening in her eyes. "It's been years since she's put on her slippers though."

"This week and a half with you and Enid have brought our daughter back," Gomez says. "Thank you."

Paint It Black fades into Nothing Else Matters and a majority of the white lights darken into purple. Xavier is entranced by the way you twirl on the tips of your toes, the stretch of your neck whenever your head is thrown back, and the long stretch of your leg when you twirl on the tips of your toes only on one foot.

As the music fades out, Enid breaks out into applause.

Your head snaps up at the sound of clapping, chest heaving, and your face burns when you see everyone watching you. Your little brother whistles as he claps too, but it's your parents' beaming and tearful expressions that keeps you from fleeing. Well them and Xavier who looks more than a little awed.

So before you do take your leave, you give them a little bow and then rush back inside the house.

Sitting on the floor in the middle of the sunroom, you're staring at the lockscreen on your phone. You never saw when the picture was taken, but apparently Enid had been keeping tabs on you and Xavier when you were at the fair, and now it was one of your favorite pictures.

In the picture, you and Xavier are walking side by side, one of your arms wrapped around your stuffed dragon with the other arm looped through his. You're looking up at him and he down at you, both of you smiling. But what made you grin at the picture the most was the height difference between you and Xavier. Enid was spot on when she described you two as tall and smol.

Hearing approaching footsteps, you block out your screen and climb to your feet… and speak of the devil.

Xavier walks in, smiling. "Knew I'd find you here."

"Did you now?" Walking over to a bench seat, you gesture to the space beside you. "What's going on?"

"Nothing. Just wanted to see if you were up to going into town. The cinema is showing this new cheesy horror flick and I thought you might be interested in going before my time here is up."

"Oh. Uh, yeah." Your heart starts to hammer in your rib cage. Could this be a- "Just us or are Enid and Wednesday waiting for us out front?"

"Just us?" His answer is more of a question, his cheeks tinting pink the longer you stare.

Eventually you grace him with a bashful smile. "Sure. I'd like that."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." You laugh. "Are- are we leaving now?"

"Yeah. We can, uh, window shop and all that fun stuff before the movie."

Warmth surges through you, at the thought that Xavier wants to spend time with just you. You're not sure if this is actually a date, but you're looking forward to one on one time without a family member lurking around the corner. "Alright. Let me just go get a bag." As you stand up to leave the room, a vine falls over the entrance. But not just any vine- a vibrant green vine that hadn't been there moments before.

"Huh." Xavier huffs. "That's the first colorful plant life I've seen in this room."

Your eyes widen and you glance all around the room, taking notice how the dead plant life isn't looking quite so dull anymore. "No way," you breathe in awe. Turning towards where the fountain sits, you rush over and pick up one of the dead water lilies. Cradling it in the palms of your hand, you notice a couple of changes in the once dead flower. Feeling Xavier walk up beside you, you ask, "Remember how I said I used to be able to breathe life into this place?"

"Yeah."

"Watch." Bringing the water lily closer to your face, you let your eyes fall shut as you inhale deeply. Then slightly pursing your lips, you blow out slowly and you can feel the water lily coming back to life right there in the palm of your hands.

"Wow." Your eyes open upon Xavier's exclamation. "And here I was thinking you had a green thumb or something. Not that you actually breathe life into them."

Huffing a laugh, you blink your tears away and gently lay the water lily back in the fountain. "I haven't been able to do this for years. I guess I had a mental block and then you- you and Enid show up and I feel more at peace than I have in a while." You step up on the side of the fountain then, turning towards Xavier as you smile. "Thank you." Then leaning in, you press a kiss to his cheek.

He suddenly turns bashful, angling his face downward so his hair shields his blushing cheeks. "I never realized how small you were."

"Shut up. You're just freakishly tall."

As Xavier glances at you through his curtain of hair, you wrinkle your nose at him and then hop off the fountain siding less you do something to ruin the moment.

Like kiss him on the lips rather than the cheek.

Spending the day with Xavier alone goes so much better than you had expected, so much so that you find yourself incredibly sad the day he is set to leave. It was clear to your entire family that something had shifted between the two of you when you'd come back home, hand in hand with a never-ending blush staining both your cheeks.

Enid was more than ecstatic and Wednesday took to sharpening her short swords whenever possible.

You're in the sunroom, clipping roses with your mother when Xavier walks in. In hand, he has a covered canvas.

"I have something for you," he tells you. "But I'm sure your mom is going to take ownership of it after she sees what it is."

You smirk at him, setting down your clippers and walking over to him. Your mother isn't far behind. "Did you paint me something?"

"I did." His hands dig into his pockets after his hands are free when you take the gift from him. You stare at the covered canvas, trying to figure out what it could possibly be. "You inspired me the other night and I just had to capture the moment."

You glance up at him, eyes narrowing though you continue to smile, and pull the cover off your painting. Your mother's delighted gasp is what makes you glance down and you're struck speechless.

The painting… is of you.

Specifically you dancing in the gazebo with the only color in the painting being that of your tutu.

"Xavier, this is…" You trail off, staring in awe. A moment passes and he brings the painting to life. Your mother starts to clap, even more delighted now as the miniature version of you dances away. "This is amazing. Thank you."

"I must show your father. This is just splendid." Your mother takes the painting, but not before gently grazing her nails along Xavier's jaw and smiling at him. "Thank you, young Mr. Thorpe."

"Y-You're welcome, Mrs. Addams."

Your mother sighs wistfully before glancing at the painting and then leaves the two of you alone. As soon as she's out of your sight, your hands are reaching for the lapels of Xavier's coat, his hands are clinging to your waist, and he's leaning down to meet you in a kiss.

You giggle when his hair falls forward to tickle your face and it makes Xavier smile.

"We really should have started this sooner," he says as he hesitantly straightens himself out. "I'm gonna miss you while I'm at Nevermore."

"What if… what if you didn't have to miss me?" You ask, your hands smoothing down the wrinkles you'd made on his coat.

"What?"

"What if I came to Nevermore?" He's quiet a little too long for your liking and you start to feel like maybe you read too much into whatever you two were. "Or not. I just thought-"

"Are you kidding me?" You barely manage to hold back a wince and Xavier's sudden laugh has you wanting to crawl into a hole. But when you chance a glance up at him, his expression is not what you were expecting. He's actually excited! "You're going to Nevermore?!"

You shrug, grinning sheepishly. "Mom's been talking to Principal Weems. I have a meeting with her in a couple of days to see whether or not I'll be a good fit."

"Hell yes." His smile is boyish and you can't help but giggle. "You'll make it in. I know it."

"I hope so. I love my parents, but they're not the greatest of teachers."

"You're gonna love it. I can introduce you to my friends and show you all the cool hang out spots. We can-"

"Xavier. Xavier!" You laugh, trying to talk over his excitement. "We don't even know if I'll get in."

"I'm telling you, you will. And if Principal Weems denies you, I'm pretty sure Wednesday will bug her until she grants you a place at the school."

"Oh. I forgot what going to school with a sibling was like." This time, you do wince. "People are going to dread another Addams roaming the halls, aren't they?"

"Some will." He grins. "But once they get to know you, they'll grow to like you."

You sigh but end up shaking your head in amusement. "If I do get in, how shocked do you think everyone will be if Wednesday's sister shows up dressed like Enid?"

"You'll confuse the hell out of everyone. Do it."

"I will. Now come on. We got away with one kiss. I have a feeling if another happens, a dagger will whiz by out of thin air."

"Xavier." The boy in question flinches as your sister pops up out of nowhere. "Your ride's here. Stop sucking my sister's face and go home. You'll see her soon enough."

He rolls his eyes, even as you laugh in the face of your sister's glare. "Always a pleasant encounter, Wednesday."

"Not really."

He huffs and glances back down at you, his gaze falling to your lips. But before he can get carried away, Wednesday's grunting and dragging him away. "Okay. Okay!" He laughs.

"You're gross. I never should have introduced you two."

You follow after them, trailing behind until you're standing under the archway of your front door. Wednesday pushes him down the steps and he walks to the car that Lurch is putting his suitcases in. He offers you one last look, one last smile, and one last wave before climbing into the vehicle his father had sent for him.

Once the car drives out of the gate, Wednesday turns towards you. "Are you happy?"

"Uh, yes?"

She quietly groans. "And here I was preparing Enid to hide a body in the family cemetery. She'll be let down that all that studying was for naught."

You bark out a laugh. "Stop corrupting Enid, Wednesday."

"Never." Her lips twitch in amusement. "Now come on. Let's go visit Principal Weems."

"But my interview is still a couple days away."

"So? She needs to be kept on her toes. She'll have to grow used to having two Addams' in her school."

"If you say so."

"I do."

[multifariousqueer]

hey baby, i hope you ok! if u are accepting requests i thinking reader sit on miles face, i know 1610!miles would be so sweet, now 42!miles... idk just late night intrusive thoughts 😩

OMG YESS I’VE BEEN THINKING OF THIS!!!

A/n: Hey y’all. Keep requesting smut fics and as always: IF YOU DON’T LIKE IT, SCROLL TF AWAY. Lmk if I should do more of these

Warnings: smut obvi, cunnilingus, imma try not to put so many warnings so y’all can actually see this post

Sitting on the Miles’ faces headcannons

Our Miles(1610)

Earth 1610

Definitely loves it fr

At first, you’re scared you’re gonna choke him but he’s adamant you won't

“Miles what if I crush you” “You won’t, I promise"

Those spider genes are strong fr. You feel light as a feather to him but you’re still scared

Makes sure you’re comfortable and willing to stop if needed

That being said, this man is a MUNCH

but he’s a soft munch, yk? He doesn’t do it often but when he does, he ain’t letting up

Contributed his mustache growth to you

Will tongue fuck you fr

holds your hand occasionally when he wants to be closer to you

When you lay back and rest your hands on his thighs let him do his thing as he’s full on eating you out>>>>

Will have you cumming in minutes

I feel like he’s gentle and watches your facial expressions to know if he’s doing good

Will close his eyes and just enjoy your pretty pussy and bask in how lucky he is to have you

“Mmmmm you’re this wet for me, mami?”

Is hard as a rock and he’s dripping precum but he’s so in love with you its worth it

If he feels you get up, he’ll think he did something wrong

“Did I do something wrong?” “No its just I’m close"

His ultimate goal in life is to have his head in between your Lucious thighs

cums at the thought

Thinks you taste like candy

your pussy is his paradise fr.

Will suck on your clit until you’re close and he’ll tongue fuck you

If you reach back and stroke him, he’s in love(more than usual)

When you cum, he swallows it and gulps it loud so you hear

“Mmmmm fuck mami, sabes a caramelo"

Will speak Spanish into your pussy

Goes feral if you run your fingers through his hair

Will def kiss you after and fuck you

Earth 42

“siéntate en mi cara, mami” “I’m scared that imma drown you or something” “I ain't made of glass. It’s okay"

I feel like he isn’t very good at it at first so you have to guide him

“Mmmmm right there, papi” “fuck, eres tan buena, mi corazón"

Once you tell him where to go and how to do it, you’re hooked

His face is basically made for your face atp

Will speak Spanish into your pussy, just like our miles

Teases you by licking circles around your clit and flicking over it occasionally and when you jump and whimper, he chuckles

"muy sensible, mi vida” “mmm you’re making me feel so good”

you smile and run your hand on his braids and he smirks into your pussy before returning his lips to your clit

when you cum, he will savor that shit

like he will act like he’s eating the best meal ever

“mmmm fuck, mami no puedo vivir sin este coño” “mmm fuckkk papi, you always put it down right

knows he’s the only one who can make you feel this way

will leave your legs shaking 100000%

makes your vision blur once he gets good at eating

has a long tongue and will literally lick your g spot until youre cumming

Doesn’t stop there tho, he will still suck your clit like a ring pop even after you cum

“Papi, I finished” “I didn’t"

Will get pissed if you get up and he will grab your thighs and pull you back down

“Don’t stop me when I’m eating, mami"

You’re a stuttering mess when he’s done

[hcsiqs]

Can I make a request where the reader and Caitlin spend the day with their nephews at home

| the right side of my neck

• pairing: caitlin clark x fem!reader

• summary: your sister asks you to babysit at her house so she can go on a date night with her husband, so you and caitlin watch them together

• warnings: nonee

“Go! Go! We got it!” you were pushing your sister out of your house for a much needed date night.

“Just call me if anything happens and I’ll be home right away!” your sister had her feet planted in front of the door.

“Nothings gonna happen! Now go have fun!” you smiled with one final push to get her out of the house. She then continually thanked you as she closed the door and left you and Caitlin to your nephews.

You walked through the hallway of the house, into the open plan kitchen and living room. Your sisters twin sons were sat at the kitchen island eating the pizza Caitlin had pulled out of the oven a couple minutes ago.

“Our friends are gonna be so jealous that Caitlin Clark is our babysitter,” Charlie, the other twin, nudged his brother.

“What? They aren’t gonna be jealous I’m your babysitter?” you dramatically dropped your jaw as you walked beside Caitlin, her hand finding its way to your waist.

“They don’t know who you are Auntie Y/N,” Camden laughed shaking his head at you.

“I mean, I’m The Caitlin Clark’s girlfriend,” you countered, cocking your head to the side with a smile across your lips.

“Mmm that’s true,” Camden tapped his chinned dramatically, “But you aren’t The Caitlin Clark,” he said quoting you. Charlie then immediately joined in agreeing with his brother.

“Whatever, whatever,” you laughed, plopping a piece of pizza down on your paper plate.

“Your Aunt’s pretty cool though,” Caitlin chimed in, her hands resting on your hips while standing behind you.

“Not as cool as you!” Charlie smiled, pointing his finger at the brunette. Caitlin just started laughing, hiding her head in the crook of your neck.

After the two kids finished eating their food you went over to the TV and turned on Back to the Future for them to watch as the both of you cleaned the kitchen up.

You were standing against the sink washing off the tin tray that the pizza had been sitting in. You were looking up every few seconds to make sure the boys weren’t getting into anything. Then Caitlin came up behind you, wrapping her arms around your stomach.

“Hi,” she sweetly said, her head rested on your shoulder.

“Hi baby,” you kissed her hair before focusing on cleaning the pizza cutter.

“They’re so cute,” you could feel her smile against your shoulder.

“Right,” you giggled, your eyes flickering over to the sweet boys on the couch.

You finished cleaning up the dishes, while Caitlin put up all the stuff y’all had gotten out. And once the kitchen was cleaned, the two of you walked into the living room and sat down on the couch.

Both of your nephews immediately went over to Caitlin and tackled her, loud laughs leaving her lips. She started playing with the both of them as you watched from the other side of the couch. All three of them wrestling, Caitlin ultimately letting them win by dramatically showing they ‘defeated’ her.

“Wow! You guys are so strong!” she laughed pulling them both into a hug. They both then settled down and you put on another random 80s movie once Back to the Future ended.

Through the second movie both the boys fell asleep against Caitlin’s chest and you couldn’t help but look at her with pure adoration.

“We should probably put them in their beds,” you suggested, getting up from your seat on the couch and walking over to Caitlin.

She nodded her head, carefully getting out of the boys embrace. She then picked up Charlie, while you picked Camden up and then you both quietly walked through the hallways to take them to their room.

“I can get him if you want,” she nodded her head to the boy in your arms, but you just brushed her off still holding him.

You both then entered the dark room and tucked them both into their beds. You placed a kiss on Camdens forehead and then walked over to Charlie doing the same, as Caitlin watched from the doorway. You then walked over to Caitlin, who pulled you into a tight hug, lifting you into the air slightly.

“I can’t wait to have a family with you,” she smiled, her dimples deep in her cheeks as she looked down at you.

“I can’t wait either,” you smiled, going on your tiptoes to place a kiss against her lips. “You’re gonna be such a good mom Cait.”

“No that’s gonna be you baby,” her hands ran through your hair before she closed the door behind you both as you stood in the hallway.

Your lips pulled into a bright smile before you turned away to hide your blush. Even after being together for years she still managed to make you feel like a teenager, all giddy every time she smiled at you.

You then grabbed her hands from behind you and dragged her through the hallway. She dropped your hands and pulled you in by her waist, trailing behind you until you guys got back to the couch. She pushed you onto the couch and then flopped on top of you.

Caitlin then placed a soft kiss to your stomach, “I’m so excited to have kids with you,” she beamed before meeting your face and kissing you gently. You just giggled at her and agreed completely.

allie’s corner

ok i kinda went haywire at the end my bad…