#ngl i feel like i'm writing like ass tonight

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y'all........ we're at 7.5k on chapter 11 🥲 it's happening!!!!!

[tinyidle]

Okay I need somebody to hop on this idea. 🙏 Hongjoong being in the studio late and you coming to visit him. The second I saw this photo I imagined his gf going to his studio and he kisses her like that. The kiss starts being cute and ends up in full on making out session, and they end up on the couch. From fluff to full on smut. I'm on my knees for this man. 🧎‍♀️ I would write something about this but it's been a long time and I'm scared. 😅 If somebody writes something please tag me. 🙏

if you haven't, read @mi-to-the-a's fic on this idea. this is my interpretation for the idea.

After Hours - KHJ

wc: 1.4k

WARNING: so much fluff, smut, kisses, heavy petting, kinda messy ngl, grinding, slight dumbification, fellatio, cowgirl (but barely because my man's was abt to bust), missionary (that's always fun), praise + encouraging words, slight begging, b!gd¡ck joong because we always love him, producer!joong, switch!dom!joong, girlfriend!reader, switch!sub!reader, fem reader

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you got a ping from your instagram. a notification from ateez_official; great. you look at the post pings, and-- lo and behold, it was your boyfriend in the studio. he told you earlier that he would be late once again there, so as per usual, you waited until 2 am for him to send you a text message of him coming to your house so you could spend the rest of the night with him. seeing these pics, however, you knew that tonight would be a longer night than usual. you decided to pack up as many small items you could before heading to your car and driving to the studio.

showing your designated ID to security and once again ID'ing yourself at the front desk, you quietly opened the door to a concentarated and half sleepy kim hongjoong. he looked very focused on getting a certain chord right, repeating a random rhyme scheme multiple times and recording his voice over it before deciding to put the vocal jumble into actual words for a potential demo.

he turned around a bit to get his nearly cold coffee on the nearby coffee table when he saw you, slightly startling him a bit before smiling up at you and motioning you to come near his swivel chair. "hey, baby," he greeted you, kissing your cheek when you sat on his lap. "what are you doing here, after hours?"

"well," you began to respond as you played with his already disheveled hair from the constant focus-targeted tugging," i saw that you posted what you were up to and decided to pay you an early visit before you came home." you gave him small yet passionate pecks of genuine affection that equated to 'i miss you so much that i refuse to fall asleep alone at 2 am'.

hongjoong's smile grew into a small smirk. he loved whenever you came late into the studio. of course, he never made you do it or coerce you, but being the wonderful girlfriend you are, you couldn't fathom purposefully knowing that your boyfriend has some stress that he needed to release. he knew that, and loved that caring nature about you; just as much as you did with him.

and tonight was no different. "thank you for always being a big part of why im always at peace," he gratefully said to you, kissing an exposed part of your neck after you two shared some kisses with each other. the same part he knows can turn you on in seconds, especially when it came to him. "can i give you what you give me every time i feel burdened?" throughtout his request hongjoong kept kissing all over your neck while running his hands over your clothed thigh as the other rested comfortably on his lap.

you were now breathing heavily, letting out small whimpers as hongjoong lightly bit the same part of your neck that triggers your intense want for him. you could feel how constricted his sweats were getting on his pelvic area right against your ass, and he could feel your skin heating up-- an all too-well sign of you being wet for him.

now with one of his hands now coming up to the sides of your neck while the other gets a good grip on your hip, hongjoong slowly grinds your comfy yet compressed bottoms onto each other. by now your panties and leggings have soaked through and can now be felt onto your boyfriend's obvious bulge. "well?" hongjoong asked, snapping you out of your trance as he too was breathing heavier than usual. "can i, love?"

nodding while doing your best to take off what you could without getting off your boyfriend's lap, you confirmed. "please show me how at ease i make you. please joongie."

with a simple groan, hongjoong took off his shirt to match with your now topless figure, and did his best to pull down his sweats along with your bottoms without pulling you off of him. when his erection was in full view, you sank down to your knees, leaving his once warm lap now into an annoying cool sensation.

as the man hissed and was about to ask you to get back on, his complaints were quickly replaced with a satisfied moan as you sank your mouth onto his length. "oh my go-" he groaned, eyes rolling to the back of his skull as you worked him up to moistness. even thought you told him that he can treat you, you just couldn't help but want to treat him. he is such an amazing leader, producer, rapper, singer, songwriter, friend, boyfriend; you just couldn't want to spoil him before he spoils you.

just when you were about to attempt to deepthroat him, he stopped you. you pouted at him as he chuckled and wiped away some of the drool that trailed on your chin from how wet you made his length. "you know how much i like when you blow me," he thanked you, to which you smiled like you were being congratulated for passing an important exam. "but i want to treat you. so get up on me," he demanded, hand on his soaked shaft while you got up and hovered over him with your equally soaked center.

"ready?" hongjoong asked you as he held himself up for you. it was always so endearing to you that he always asked, even though he knew both of you wanted and were ready for this. a selfless man who needs to be spoiled, you think.

gathering your thoughts so that you don't keep the man waiting, you answer, "yes. fill me up, joongie." your boyfriend nodded as he helped ease you down on his length. it was always a challenge for him to fit you, but you always made it work through his reassuring words. once you sat completely on his lap again, you allowed yourself to throb, elliciting a moan from both of you.

"fuck, baby," hongjoong groaned, holding your hips as you grinded them along him. he was feeling a bit too sentimental today and does not want to finish too soon. he lifted himself up from the chair, carrying you with him as you squeal from the sudden movement, and rest you back on the rather huge couch behind the small coffee table. "i have to fuck you like this. i don't want to cum too early."

"okay, joong- uhh fu-" just when you were about to reassure him that you dont mind and that he could do whatever he wanted, he went on a moderate yet deep pace. it only took a couple strokes and you could feel everything: his cock deep within your walls, the small bump of his head nudging your pelvic floor to where you could see him in your stomach, and your cunt stretching wide open every time your boyfriend thrust forward. needless to say, you were dangerously close.

hongjoong could tell by the way you could barely speak and had your mouth open as small groans and whines left your needy mouth. leaning down to give it a kiss, he started to encourage you while his thumb went down to rub your aching clit, causing you to jolt. "come on, baby. focus on how good you feel and how bad you want to let go. do it for me, cum for me."

you found your voice again after the encouragers and moaned aloud, "oh fuck, joongie im cumming!" you held onto your boyfriend arms as tightly as your orgasm rolled over you like a mighty wave, almost blinding you of your sense of self while your back arched off the couch.

your boyfriend was there to ride you through it, all while casually chasing his own release. "shh shh, i got you," he guided your body down the waves of your high as he pressed himself to you, spilling inside of you without you feeling anything short of satisfaction.

once both of you calmed down your storm of emotions and pleasure, what was left behind was a comforting stillness.

you lay beside each other, your skin sticky with sweat, your breathing finally slowing to a steady rhythm. hongjoong's fingers found yours, intertwining them with his as he pressed a tender kiss to your now darkened lips.

"i love you," he whispered, his voice a gentle lullaby similar to that of his music.

"i love you too," you replied, your words a soft melody in the aftermath of passion.

imagine not being down bad for this man-

anyway, hope you liked it!

[emmacreatures]

Trying a way out

Back with a follow up on the last story!

Working a few days on this. Feeling a little insecure and this whole week already has been a big bumpy ride with hospital visits and getting all kinds of tests :') So huzzah.. But tonight I managed to write most down that I hope to be happy with.. Especially the last bits i'm very stoked about, but I hope you guys enjoy! Featuring Ka'amxquaritch, lyle and ter'ran in there and a bit more!

As Quaritch followed Ka'am right behind him, he had quickly noticed that Ka'am wasnt showing everything he could. The man could sense despite Ka'am was well at hiding in his surroundings and could easily move around.. He would use some type of animal, but he was walking at this rate.. making him a little suspicious.

The second Quaritch sensed something was off as he was very experienced, he slowed down his pace, as surprisingly, Ka'am was walking rather fast.. Which threw him off. "Whats the rush.." He said rather challenging, making Ka'am glare as he wasnt a fan of how the man spoke to him. Ignoring the fact the man called him out somewhat, Ka'am continued to confidently walk to a specific place, being determined as he already was a step ahead, but Quaritch sensed it.. But at this rate, couldnt exactly sense what would occur.. For Ka'am was rather mysterious to say the least, unlike something he had experienced yet.

Ka'am had sent off his thanator in secret to alert he wasnt coming back alone.. Naraya, who noticed the massive animal approach without Ka'am, made them aware of what he had planned, so they went into the direction the thanator looked at.. being trained so well that he could help him out.. "Its our Olo'eyktan. We need to go to the deeps" She said in navi' for everyone except Ter'ran followed.. Reason was, the man ended up tied up himself mentally. Ka'am didnt trust any of it, and Naraya knew Ka'am would dissapprove, so by that.. She decided Ter'ran shouldnt join them on whatever Ka'am managed to catch this time. Ontop of that.. after noticing he had let Lyle out of his robes.. She personally had put him back.. "Awe common. You're not letting me fight a woman are you?" were his final last words before Naraya showed he should've kept his mouth shut. Having been in some kind of prison at their place, in which she had the keys, she glared at Ter'ran, who she surprisingly hadnt locked up as well. That was Ka'am's decision to make. "You. Stay, and dont move" Naraya said with a low tongue, making Ter'ran glare. "You're not next In command. I am" Ter'ran said as she glared. "But I do not hide secrets from him. You'll pay for it. If you'll try and get yourself out of this with him, I'll personally put an arrow through both your chests" She said threatening before leaving.. Making Ter'ran realize he indeed did not have an army behind him.. He had his love, Lyle, but as soon as Ka'am would be back, he most likely would have to pay for his sins. "Where the hell are they going?" Lyle said as he was sitting on the ground pissed, locked in some special metal container they had made themselves from scraps. He originally thought he could break it.. But the clan knew how to work with it. "The deeps is a specific place we go to, in secret. Its far away from everything else.. Usually a luring place" Ter'ran said without much thought, making Lyle frown. "You mean like a meetup place, or 'we're catching prey' kinda place" Lyle asked pretty damn smart, not being second in command for no reason.. making Ter'ran think it over. "Can be both.." he said, making Lyle sit on his ass in the cell he was stuck. "How long will they be gone for?" Lyle kept thinking on a way to break out, especially since his ego was hurt for the fact a female threw him in the cell he was stuck in.. "Not long enough.." Ter'ran said a sigh.. Looking at the man before he'd look at their entrance, sensing he'd gotten himself in trouble already.

As Ka'am was walking to the deeps upfront, Quaritch still followed, but frowning as he kept eyes around his surroundings. He felt watched again, not nearly as bad as in the beginning when Ka'am stared at him.. But he did have the feeling he wasnt alone.. "I can sense you're not a chatty kinda guy.. But the way you're silent aint so cosy when walking through the woods" the man said a little sarcastic, keeping an eye on him for he noticed Ka'am hadnt said a word for a long while.. Feeling like the man was thinking ten steps ahead, and Quaritch wanted to be on that same level.. "Why should I be talking to a stubborn alien type navi, to lower myself to your kind?" Ka'am started speaking as he could sense his clan was around.. So was his thanator. "Getting comfortable are we now" Quaritch replied rather annoyed, hearing how he spoke to him.. "I'd watch your-" Before Quaritch could say anything, he heard and noticed several Na'vi run up to him, but the man came prepared.. Fighting back as he was about to grab his guns, which was exactly what Ka'am wanted to happen.. to seem the 'hero', he raised his hand, and made one call which made them stop. "Stop" was all he said.. Making some of his clan frown. "But.. Our mighty leader, why should we-" one of his clan members said in na'vi, but Quaritch who had his knife ready in his hand, glared at all of them for his ears twitched, listening as he knew some Na'vi. "Let him follow us, do not hurt him.. He's here to get his 'friend' back" Ka'am said with disgust.. Making Quaritch glare at all of them before they backed off. "Follow us" Ka'am said in english, making Quaritch slowly follow while keeping his eyes out.. 'thats odd.. I felt like it was a trap for me to walk into' Quaritch glared as he thoight along. 'quite a protective clan..' he kept on thinking. It made sense his clan wanted to protect his leader, but why did ka'am himself come out on the first place if his men and women could do it.. thats what he thought. While keeping an eye on everything, he just followed along.. eventually noticing more thicker jungle that he couldnt remember as much as he wanted to.

"Our great leader.. Why arent we taking him down-" "Do not question him.. Cant you learn" Naraya interupted one of the clan members who wanted to ask Ka'am why he was doing what he did.. It was disrespectful to look at it like that.. Making Ka'am rather comfortable to know Naraya knew how to train the others to even respect him more. It were small things, but thats what he appreciated.

Eventually arriving at their secret hideout, Quaritch was guarded by a few, entering the area for he watched around. It was on the inside of a massive tree.. Something of what he saw on screens before, but seeing it in person was something else. Eventually being inside, seeing the structure, which seemed far different than hometree.. He noticed some of the clan members slowly backing off for Ka'am told them to.. "So now what.." Quaritch said a little pissed for being baby sitted all the time, making Ka'am raise his head once in a direction for Quaritch to follow while Ka'am walked behind him slowly, already having made hidden hand signals to get some stronger clan members nearby..

"Colonel-" Lyle immediately called for Quaritch entered the specific room. "Thank christ.. How did you get in here. Where's the rest?" Lyle asked as he was so relieved his leader was around, making Quaritch glare a little. "You had to go out there by yourself.. And look what happened" Quaritch said pissed, making him look at the cell before he sensed Ka'am look at Quaritch again.. "I didnt know i'd be tackled by several navi.. Give this man a break will you" Lyle said with a glare back, despite he was happy to see Quaritch. "Why didnt you get tackled?" Lyle asked for Quaritch turned to Ka'am this time, but before he could say anything, Ka'am only nodded his head once to see five men out of the shadows tackle Quaritch down.. Making him hiss and growl.. "Son of a bitch-" he only said, making Ka'am stand from a distance still "You really thought I'd just let you wander around here in my territory. Not on my watch" Ka'am backstabbed Quaritch just like that for his own good, using him just a little bit for ka'am pointed that he didnt want the man to be in a cell as well just like Lyle.. No.. He wanted the man stuck to a pole, away from Lyle just to be sure.. "So it all was a damn trick huh.. make it seem i could just walk into here, you sparing me when the group arrived." Quaritch said very angry.. groaning as he was tied up very tight.. Making him save his energy by just sitting, stuck with his hands behind his back at the pole.. Yet surprisingly, seeing that Ka'am pointed at Ter'ran, to be tied up as well. "Put him in the cell.." Ka'am said as he didnt even look back at Quaritch, leaving the room for Ter'ran tried to fight his way out of it "NO- Let me explain-" Ter'ran said strong, but despite his beefy structure, there was no way 4 navi men could be stopped by him on his own..

despite Ter'ran and ka'am's past.. He did not tolerate whatever he had done before. It may lessen later on, but for now, as Ter'ran sunk through, he was tied up in a cell, next to his love, but apart.

As some silence and time had passed.. Quaritch finally caught up on remembering what Ka'am said, having focused on everything else but that. "thanks alot Wainfleet" Quaritch said rather threatening for he turned to his cell with his eyes. "care to explain what you fucked around with" the man said as Lyle got offended. "HEY DONT LOOK AT ME. YOU WANT TO BRING THIS UP NOW?! . Not my fault you have a soft spot for them-" Lyle daringly said so, making Quaritch get real angry. "You shut your mouth -" "Speak for yourself." Lyle glared.. Having a good ol' small fight before Lyle was too exhausted after a while despite his ego was immense.. Ending it up by falling asleep in his cell.. For Ter'ran abd him leaned against the same wall from each side.. Having closure in some way.. Making Quaritch attentively watch everything around him for he could easily stay up for hours on end..

Hour after hour, a new clan member would watch everyone, for they'd take turns.. Quaritch glared at each and everyone of them.. Before he realized an entire night passed.. No food, no water had been given, which made Quaritch realize this was a serious business. Being a real prisoner in a.. what seemed different clan than before.. Not part of hometree or the omatikayan.. Letting it sink in while his brain kept on going. After looking down at his watch, hoping the signal would be strong enough for the recoms to find them.. He sighed to notice the odd secret place they were at, was too much under the ground to be able to receive or give signal. Ka'am possibly thought of each thing, and Quaritch seemed to recognize the pattern quite fast. 'great..' he thought for a bit, at first not allowing him to sleep.. But eventually as several hours passed, he felt like he had to. No sunlight came through the place, so the idea of day and night was hard to feel at all... Making everyone feel weaker who wasnt used to staying so in the dark.

Slowly waking up with a groan.. noticing everyone else was still knocked out as well.. He noticed most of his weaponry had sneakily been taken off him.. Possibly when he was too exhausted to even feel anything in his deep sleep. Quaritch almost felt a little offended people had come near to him.. But for now, he had to figure a way to get out..

He sighed deeply before noticing a clan member sat up, having done his turn.. As they almost seemed annoyed they had to watch.. "Why do we have to watch the prisoners all the time.. We usually dont have to this strictly" one said to the other in na'vi, but Quaritch, who had been learning na'vi through time to be ahead of the others, picked up a thing or two. "dont ask me.. If you feel bold enough, ask the leader" the other replied in na'vi, making Quaritch narrow his eyes a bit. Not having had any food or water was starting to hurt a little, but thanks to the navi body, he was able to endure much more than a human could.. Especially in these conditions.. Just as the two navi were being quite daring in what they were speaking off, one of the two suddenly froze to notice ka'am come out of the shadows. Exhaling his green smoke, the other who now had caught up on the fact Ka'am was so close, swallowed and turned to him as well.. "Master.. I-".. Ka'am's eyes spoke sentences at times, glaring at the two. 'Big words on my ways of work. You should be thankful to be here..' his eyes said, for the two already almost begged for mercy. "No food for a week.. May that bestow your loyalty somewhere else." Ka'am said threatening, for he just degraded the two to different work.. But instead of calling a new clan member to sit and watch, he decided to sit there himself for a while.

Walking inside the room, he passed the cells, seeing Ter'ran asleep.. but leaned against the same wall that the alien laid. Raising his head first out of disgust, wanting to pull them apart despite they both were asleep.. and Ter'ran seemed to hold Lyle's hand through the cell bars.. Seeming very attached to say the least. making him glare before sitting down at a rather suitable place for himself. Deciding to not tear them apart.. Which was a surprising move.

Quaritch, who somehow was the first to sense the man's intentions, watched this rather disgusted glare when he got rid of the guards.. and watched how Ter'ran and Lyle showed signs of attachment.. He assumed he'd either wake them and demand them to sit apart, or even pull Ter'ran away, but the colonel noticed a confused , almost surprised stance from Ka'am who almost hissed at it before sitting down. "Seems you do have a bit of empathy" Quaritch decided to risk it all, speaking to Ka'am who immediately turned to Quaritch, with a deadly glare that said it all. "Do you dare to claim what my intentions are. What do you seem to assume what I intend?" The man said rather offended, Smoking some of the powerful stuff as he held it in his hand before putting it to the side, letting the intense smoke go out of his nostrills before standing up. "People must've backstabbed you often" Quaritch said with narrowed eyes, sensing the man has endured pain.. Especially for he saw the big 'glow up' of what he used to be.. Being in someway cocky and daring, he watched Ka'am approach him, as he smoothly pulled out his knife, deciding to kneel infront of the man who was still stuck at a pole, sitting. "I do not need.. Or seek for your sympathy" Ka'am said threatening, pushing the tip of his knife onto the bottom of Quaritch's face, between his neck and chin. "my brother was like that you know. Me being the oldest, hard to be noticed.. Unseen by the greater part" Quaritch said as he felt the tip of the knife now make a slight cut into his skin, pushing it more up. Quaritch almost laughed low, almost out of own disgust too, but his curiosity was too big. This man showed no mercy.. But neither did himself. "So whats your story.. What do you want" Quaritch said as he groaned from the pain of the knife lightly, but it once again did not stop him.

"What made you be shaped like this in a span of 16 years. Do you want to be feared. Seen.. Respected?" Quaritch asked as he gave hints he remembered the man 100% at this rate.. Which threw Ka'am off slightly.. He too felt the tension of that specific detail. "i'd watch your tongue. You think I'd spare you, just because you've seen me once. Why should you make a difference" Ka'am said, speaking more than he'd ever done in the time he's been in this way of behaving.. Meanwhile, Ka'am decided to push the knife even higher up, making Quaritch look up at the man while he left a deeper cut that kept ongoing. "What about your group huh.. I have the feeling respect is what you most desire. They dont serve you the way you'd want do they" Quaritch said as he groaned feeling that dagger stick more and more into his skin. "They fear me. Just like you should, but no one has deserved my respect just yet." Ka'am suddenly said, making a point that Quaritch really was playing with fire.. But the man, sensed something else "Not one.." Quaritch only said, looking at the man with a raised head himself despite the dagger helped.. just as Quaritch said so, Ka'am pulled the knife away.. In a firm movement, while he knew exactly what the man referred to.. The moment Quaritch had let Ka'am go all those years ago, had made Ka'am so curious to the humans. Ontop of that, he did only respect the one man that he hadnt even spoken with, with words. Just eyes.. Even having guarded the area around the old shack and what seemed to have been the man's skeleton.. for no one but himself was allowed to be near it. It was a natural reaction of Ka'am.. And only realized now this specific man so happened to have made an impact on him.

Out of frustration, Ka'am glared before stabbing the wooden pole Quaritch was stuck at, right above his head.. Before silence hit and glared at the colonel.. "Why." Ka'am eventually said, having let go of the knife while it was an inch away from Quaritch's head.. before their eyes just met again. "Why what" Quaritch decided to play the tricky game, while trying to figure out this mysterious man in full detail, having such a close encounter. For Ka'am had a deep silent eye contact with the colonel, he soon realized, despire Quaritch might've had a head start on this.. Like an advantage on the fact he had saved Ka'am.. He noticed the man couldnt even explain himself why he did it, making Ka'am raise his head as he stood up.. Just trying to think on this..

Quaritch in the meantime had picked up that his.. Previous self, inside of the deep woods was protected like sacred grounds, by someone who so happened to stand infront of him. Both of them had preferences and ways they couldnt explain, but of course it was somehow attached to one another.. More deep than one wanted to admit. Quaritch watched Ka'am think.. see what he could do with it, for he himself did too. 'I know you've already given me your respect.. Why else would you defend a place as sacred ground that so happened to be my deathbed.' Quaritch as he looked powerful, thinkinh wisely. "You can gain my respect.. If your approach would be a bit different than what you're attempting right now" Quaritch decided to once again take all risks.. Seeing Ka'am took a while before he turned to him, just knowing his rather complicated mind was swirling around. "It would come a long way, if I wouldnt be stuck here as well" Quaritch said, trying to find a way out of this, but as his defense mechanism was screaming 'get the hell out of this the second you can'.. His curiosity seemed to be bigger, making him doubt himself that if he would get out of this.. Would he leave. Would be attack Ka'am.. Or instead go a different route that he normally wouldnt do as a marine, who was usually chained to his routines.. His orders.

'You think I'm a fool..' Ka'am thought as he watched the man, but now, it seemed the man was almost able to read him. 'No..' Quaritch eyes just said back.. Making Ka'am look up and down at the man's entire eyes and body.. Contemplating what to do.. Especiallt since this somehow hit him very personally.. and hated the fact somehow that there were two others in the same room who could potentially listen.. Quaritch caught up on that.. Noticing how Ka'am for a bit glared at the cells.. "You can chain me up all you want somewhere else.. If that would mean we could continue our conversation, and see where we can meet in the middle." Quaritch said a little as bluff, and see where he could get himself.. For Ka'am watched the cells more before glaring back at Quaritch, who alqays seemed to be.. almost fond of watching those deadly eyes.. After a few minutes of standing, Ka'am narrowed his eyes before pulling the dagger out of the wood that was still above Quaritch' head.. Before he cut open the robes that were holding Quaritch to the pole.. 'If you dare to run away, I will not hesitate to kill you' Ka'am glared with his eyes, seeing Quaritch exhale out of relief for his wrists and arms that had been stuck behind his back for so long.. Before slowly standing up.. Noticing Ka'am eyes who gave the warning, before he even noticed himself and ka'am happened to be on the same height... What more of a match would you think would be possible. 'move.' Ka'am said in a gesture, watching Quaritch walk infront of him now as the man said where to go.. Keeping a continous eye on him.. Before Quaritch seemed to be guarded to a different room.. It seemed personal of Ka'am, but he didnt say a word yet. All he could possibly guess it by, was the scent of that powerful smoke he has seen him take. As bad as it was for some, Quaritch himself used to smoke often.. And somehow this very intriguing and possible dangerous stuff for most seemed to have attracted his curiosity even more. most navi wouldnt be able to take it, or had to get used to it for a while.. But Quaritch, by the scent alone was drawn by it. Especially the mix of Ka'am's scent and the smoke, it was the first thing in a long while that kept lingering...

TO BE CONTINUED-

[surrealsunday]

helloo! wow it’s been a little while ngl! but when when chap10 was posted i was like “do i read it now or wait till the epilogue is posted? 🤔” and i ended up waiting for the epilogue, idk in my head it’s as logic sjsbdb. meanwhile i decided to rewatch stranger things + skamfr kinda at the same time bc it’s been way too long (for the latter). then the epilogue was posted and haven’t found the time or energy to settle and read the last two chapters (we love uni for that). till tonight!! so here’s my not so little review of the chap10 + the epilogue 😅

-> chap10

woaaah im at loss for words for how cute and beautiful that chapter was omg! the vulnerable moment right after the intensity of their love scene hit me right in the feels, lucas’ “please don’t hurt me (again)” and then eliott hugging him tight saying “i promise” 🥺MY HEART🥺

also these little acts had me giggling and kicking my feet

gosh i’m just so giddy when it comes to them like- THEY. ARE. IN. LOVE. 🥹

OH YEAH the moment when idriss came back home and said “I swear, if you fucked in the kitchen, Eliott -" made me think of that one scene in tempo (i think) when he discovers they did it on the counter and there was like evidences or sth and i just burst out laughing 😭 like i imagined him being so done already with them (/affectionate of course)

-> epilogue

MY HEEAART!! i know i’ve said it like a million times already but i’m so soft for theeem 🥺

i really loved how eliott reassured lucas during the moving, how they once more opened a little to one another. then lucas asking him to say something true abt himself, eliott’s little story was very cute despite starting kinda sad :(( but that little parallel to the minute par minute scene but this time it’s eliott calming lucas down ☹️

but goosh i’m in love with their love, in every universe istg 🥰 like i smiled SO BIG here!

now real thing: i cant believe it’s over now :/ i’m gonna miss them so much, these version of elu is definitely one of my favorite! i wanna thank you for writing this fic that, i’m sure, helped a lot of people (including me) escape their boring ass work/uni life ahah. every time it truly has been an amazing time, even when pain was dominent sometimes. but as always i’d say sjsbsb

wishing you a wonderful friday and weekend, i’m gonna spend mine mourning elu!10things and thinking of how much their love is incredible in every universe 😭💞

gosh i just realized i forgot about to say some more things in my previous message 😭 in my defense it’s 1am so- anyways

i’m also very thankful you listened to the little voice in your brain and wrote that little epilogue, the quote of kat is one of my favorite and it’s really well included! would have been such a waste not having lucas saying this tbh.

also the last pic of chap10, eliott’s post with the shadows…wow i literally stared at it for 10 good minutes it was so well done! especially lucas’ wild hair sbsjsb (also i see you have been generous for some parts 👀)

finally, i thanked you for the fic but i also wanna be grateful to your friend julie for pressing you making this fic alive ahah, bc yeah your elu fic are really one of the most emotionally amazing and still being able to read elu content in, now, 2023 is truly incredible ♥️

Oh my gosh I somehow completely missed the notification for these messages in my inbox. I'm so sorry! I was not ignoring you, I just am a useless human 😂

As always I absolutely love hearing your thoughts. I'm so glad you liked chapter 10 🥹. It was interesting pairing smexy times with some super raw emotional nakedness. I liked it tho. It felt right and natural in the moment.

Your memes btw aldfkjalsdfkja. They kill me 😂😂😂

I thought about Idriss in Tempo too at that moment! I truly don't know why I keep doing these things to poor Idriss lmao. But I make it up to him with Manon. So I don't feel too bad 😌.

Ok, so I very much got minute-by-minute vibes in that moment of the epilogue too, but it wasn't pre-planned that way. I kinda love that you had the same reaction. It just sort of happened and as I was writing it occurred to me that it very subtly nodded to that classic Skam moment. It seems they're determined to be that way in every universe.

Ahhhh the shadow pic! It's one of my faves! I get obsessive about most things (this is not news lmao) so it wasn't surprising that I obsessed over getting those shadows right, but in the end when it did look like them I was sooooo satisfied. And yes, satisfied with the very lovely booty on Lucas too 😌. It makes me so happy you liked it too!

Really it was my absolute pleasure to share this fic, most especially because I seriously do have the best readers in the world, and you all are so generous in leaving me your thoughts and feelings about the story (there is really nothing better than that as a writer). It's a big part of me coming back to Elu over and over, I think. I love reconnecting with all of you. And of course I'm more than happy to provide distraction from real life!

P.S. I told Julie what you said and lemme tell you... the way she got all proud and puffed up on herself 😂😂😂. I told her to take it down a notch but she's already kicking into high gear on harassing me for new stories lol.

Anyways, all the love to you. Thank you again so much for sending me your thoughts as you read the story. 💖💗💞💝

[bylightofdawn]

Ooof finally getting home and settling in. Today has been busy and not busy all at the same time. Or maybe I've just got no social battery left because my right shoulder is hurting so much. The chiropractor got me fixed up but the front of my shoulder is still super sore and unhappy with me. Then I went to my GP for a three-month check-in and my A1C is kinda high cause I've prolly been drinking too much sugar with the instant russian tea mix I use and general trash diet lately. I need to get my hands on some monkfruit and see how that tastes with it. Or maybe just completely omit the sugar and rely on the tang for sweetness and just make a small test batch.

She's putting me on ozempic which....NGL I am not sure about. A part of me feels like she's just pushing it for a commission but ehhhhh. If my insurance covers it, I'll try it. I really don't want to have to go on a higher dosage of the diabetes drug I'm on right now since it pretty much wrecked my body when I started until I started the ER dosage. I go back in January and we'll talk about how it goes then.

Then I went to my mom's for a big afterward and I'm so strangely tired now. Its 7pm, and I just want to go to sleep. Which is shocking since I had some Starbucks at like 4pm, which is way later than when I cut off my caffeine intake at 1. But I was just dragging that much ass today.

Tonight I'm going to try and complete MTIABD but I don't know how that's going to work out. Then I want to switch gears to that Spones fic even though I REALLY should focus on writing the last couple chapters of Seeds. I want to finish it by new years. Weh, too many things I want to write, not enough time.

[orionsstory]

New York Nights (3) (Rosénali)

A/N: exposition chapter who cheered !!! this one is basically just worldbuilding. ngl its crazy to see how my writing has changed in just a year originally published: Jan. 31, 2022 ----- Chapter Three: Back to Work --

The week following her nightmare, Denali didn't go out much. Jackie made sure of that. Hell, it took 3 days for her to let Denali go to the rink. Thankfully, Jan pulled through and distracted Jackie so Denali could teach her skating lessons. "Denali...I'm just worried." Jackie told her, "You were shaken up after your nightmare, are you sure you can't just cancel the lesson?" After much back and forth, Jackie obliged and Denali headed to work. Her day went well, and she felt more at ease after the nightmare. However, that didn't mean Jackie was eager to let her go patrolling again.

"Oh come on Jackie! I'm fine! See?" Denali whines, producing a snow cloud from her hand. "No snow in the house, 'Nali!" Jackie swatted the snow away, "But what happens if something happens to you? What if you feel okay at first but then you freak out? You're my best friend. I can't stand to see you get injured." Jackie placed a hand on her friend, the worry showing on her face. Denali laughed, "I'll just call Tina to save me. Well, she'd probably just drop me. I'm getting more popular than her." Jackie tried to hide her laughter, but she failed and burst out in laughter. "See? I'm okay, really Jackie! I'll even come home earlier tonight if you want me to!" Jackie sighed, "No, it's no use. If you say you're ready, then you are. But be careful!" Denali eagerly nodded, bounding off to go get her costume. "Denali! It's only 6 pm! You can't go out yet!" Jackie called after her.

-

After 3 more painstaking hours of waiting, 9 finally hit, and Denali couldn't be out the door faster. Jackie had to run to keep up with her! "Just remember..." Jackie huffed out, trying to catch her breath. "Yes, yes 'Be safe, Denali!' 'Don't die, Denali!' I get it, Mom!" Denali shoved her jacket into Jackie's hands and put her mask on. Eagerly, she ran towards the ledge and waved goodbye to Jackie as she leaped off the ledge, into the sky. She flew around the buildings, laughing and cheering as she glided past windows and clouds. She felt energetic and free- like she could do anything! Maybe she'd even kick Rosé's ass if she was lucky.

After several minutes of flying, Denali ran into a familiar woman dressed in red, orange, and yellow. "Hi, Tina!" She chirped. "Ice Queen," Tina smirked, "you look chipper today. It's nice to see you out again!" Tina Burner, a superhero who couldn't have hidden her identity if she wanted to. Her vibrant red hair and love of red, orange, and yellow made her well-known wherever she went. Her powers stemmed from, big shocker, fire manipulation- meaning she was Denali's worst enemy in theory. In actuality, Denali really enjoyed working with Tina. "Hey, I was going to city hall to help a newbie register- wanna help me out? I'll need someone with me so I don't go insane." Normally, Denali would have refused. She remembered what registering was like, and was not a massive fan of the process. However, this was not a normal day, and thus she and Tina Burner were headed to city hall.

The two soon arrived, exchanging small greetings with the secretary as she opened the door behind her desk for them. "She's in there," she addressed Tina, "She's filled out everything we need from her, now it's just your turn." Tina gave the woman thanks as they headed through the door and into one of the side rooms. "Hi there," Tina greeted, "I'm Tina Burner, and this is Ice Queen! We're here to help you out with your hero stuff." The girl turned around. Denali looked her over, she had a curly, light orange afro and doe-like blue eyes. She was dressed in a pastel blue leotard, with matching gloves that nearly went up to her shoulders and thigh-high boots of the same color. She wore a simple mask that covered her eyes. She looked like she was younger than Denali, maybe even a college freshman.

"Oh, hi!" she chirped. "Okay, so you've already filled out all the information the government needs, right? Do you have any questions about that?" Tina asked the girl. "Oh, well uh...about all that, how does that really work? I mean, I wanna keep my identity a secret, but I also want to be officially recognized as a hero...uhm," she stuttered. "Ah, you're asking whether or not they're gonna out your information, right?" the shorter girl nodded, "Well, it works in two different ways. For me, my hero identity is public- my hero name is my real name, and it's not a secret that I'm a hero. So, they just have my information on record in the system." She nodded along, hanging onto Tina's every word. "For someone like you or Ice Queen," she gestured to Denali, "your personal information goes under lockdown, which means only certain trusted individuals can even access the information, and most of the time they don't need it. Unless you need your costume made or changed...do you?" She shook her head no. "Perfect!" Tina smiled at her.

"So, the next order of business is filling out this." Tina pointed to the piece of paper the girl was holding. "First and easiest, what name have you chosen to go by? This will be how people recognize and identify you, so think carefully. You don't want to regret it later on!" Denali rolled her eyes as Tina glanced back at her, "My name is fine, Tina. I think it sounds regal!" The two laughed as the young hero pondered momentarily, "Lux." She finally said, "That'll be my name!" Lux smiled, and Tina nodded approvingly. "Alright then Lux, next you just need to fill out what your powers do, and then you should be registered in a day or so!" Lux grinned, excitement was practically oozing out of her. "Say, what are your powers?" Denali asked her, pushing herself to sit on the nearby desk."Oh, I can control light! Watch!" Holding up her hand, in a swift motion, all the light was pulled from the room. Lux had morphed it into a ball in the palm of her hand, throwing it up and down, and then with a flourish of her wrist, the ball broke apart and the light returned to the room. Denali exhaled a wow, as Tina nodded, "Impressive!" Lux beamed again, and Denali noticed how bright her smile was. "With how much light is in New York, you're gonna be a force to be reckoned with, kid." Denali complimented her.

-

And so, with all of the paperwork wrapped up, Denali bid Tina and Lux goodbye as she kicked off into the air. The ordeal had only taken about an hour and a half, which meant she still had time to do other things. Resuming her patrol, her mind wandered back to Rosé- the pink-haired woman had been on her mind a lot these days. Denali hates how charismatic the other woman is, it makes it impossible for her to hate her. She scolds herself, she shouldn't think of a villain this way! Rosé has probably committed countless crimes, Denali can't go easy on her just because she's charismatic! She massaged her temples as she tried to shake the other woman out of her head, determined to not let Rosé interrupt her work. Thankfully (or not), a scream from below interrupted her thoughts.

Denali touched down on the ground in seconds and whipped her eyes around before settling on the commotion. A woman was trying to separate herself from a man clinging to her. Denali marched over and pulled the two off each other, stepping in between them. "What's the problem here?" She asked the woman, who looked like she had been crying. "My ex-husband ambushed me on my way home!" she choked out, "He said he was going to hurt me!" Denali looked at the man, who was clearly intoxicated. "Give me one second, ma'am." She told her, turning to the man she froze his feet in ice, preventing him from moving. Quickly searching him, she found a knife, which she confiscated from him. Denali turned back to the scared woman, "I'm going to call the police to come to get him, and after that, I can personally escort you home." she tried her best to comfort the woman, who nodded and sniffled.

It didn't take long for the police to arrive and take the man away. Denali explained the situation to the officers before handing them the knife she had found on him. "She'll need to drop by the police station tomorrow to make a statement, will you tell her that?" The officer asked her, "Of course." she nodded. Soon, the officers left with the man in tow. "You said you live 10 minutes away, correct?" the woman, now much calmer, nodded. "Okay, here, I'll just fly you back, it'll be quicker." Denali lifted the woman into a bridal carry and took off into the sky. The woman gasped, enthralled by what was happening around her, and Denali smiled a little, it reminded her of how she felt the first time she flew. Soon enough, they landed at the woman's apartment complex. She led Denali up to her apartment, where Denali repeated what the officer told her and left her with other helpful information, such as where to get a restraining order. She nodded, profusely thanking her for saving her. "What's your name?" she had asked her. "Oh, I'm Ice Queen." The woman nodded, "Well, thank you Ice Queen. I'm truly grateful." Denali smiled, "It's really no problem ma'am!"

Denali left soon after, kicking off once more into the sky, looking for some action. Still as energized as ever, she eagerly looked around for something to do. It took about 20 minutes, but eventually, she (literally) ran into another hero she recognized, a black woman with a signature white and teal swirled jumpsuit- Peppermint. "Watch out! Oh, Ice Queen!" Peppermint warmly greeted, "How are you? It's been a while!" Denali steadied herself in the air, holding onto Peppermint for support. "Yeah, sorry about that...I took off for a bit because of an injury. It's nice to see you again, Pep! How've you been?" The other woman sighed and ran a hand through her poofy brown hair, "Well, could be better. I've been kicking ass all night, and now I've got another one." Denali laughed, "Are you kidding? That sounds awesome. I wish I knew how you found so much work, I'm lucky if I find 2-3 things to do per night!" Peppermint stared at her, confused. "Do you not have the earpiece?"

"What? What earpiece?"

"The one connected to police scanners. It sends out reports of where crime is happening based on your locations, you can radio in that you're going to check it out, or if you need backup."

Denali went silent, "I'll take that as a no. I can get you one after this. Here, come help me with this, it shouldn't take long!" Peppermint tugged her along, and the two were flying through the city as Peppermint gave her a rundown of the situation. "Apparently someone's causing a ruckus over by the harbor, we don't know if it's a villain or not, but they want us to check it out just in case." Denali nodded, "Sounds fun. Maybe it'll just be a cat." Denali laughed. "I wish. That'd be easy! Here, it's down on the left, follow my lead!"

Peppermint touched down on the ground first, Denali following behind shortly. "Fan out and scan the area and yell if you see anything. This place is pretty big." Peppermint whispered to her. Denali nodded in response before heading left. She looked around- rows and rows of boxes stacked taller than she thought safe. 'Someone's probably after something in one of these...several boxes.' she thought, quietly walking the rows. It felt almost like a maze, the dark sky, and the nearby lampposts just barely allowing her to see what was in front of her. She crept quietly through the dark, hand brushing against the boxes to help guide her. She felt goosebumps creep up her skin, the silence and the darkness made her feel uneasy. She didn't know how long she had been walking the area, she couldn't see anything disturbed or moved. "I hope Peppermint is having more luck..." she whispered under her breath.

After 35 minutes with nothing amiss insight, Denali concluded her area was clear. She started trying to find Peppermint, wandering the rows and rows of boxes traveling farther right. The entire place was silent, the only noise she heard was her heartbeat. Suddenly, the silence was broken by Peppermint's whistle piercing the air. Denali sprang into the air, searching for a glimpse of Peppermint or someone else. Luckily, it didn't take long. She heard the sounds of fighting off to the right and flew over toward the commotion. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a glimpse of Peppermint's ice breath and dived towards it.

She touched down, two men were fighting Peppermint, with a third frozen in the background. "Ice Queen!" Peppermint jumped back, "There's a fourth who took off with some item, go find him! I can take these two! He went to the left, go!" Peppermint dodged as one of the men threw a punch. "Got it!" Denali yelled, once more flying into the air and heading towards the left. It didn't take her long to spot a man running towards the edge of the docks. Denali dropped down in front of him, sending a blast of ice toward him. He sped out of the way, hitting Denali as he sped past.

"Superspeed..." she groaned, quickly jumping to her feet and sliding after the man. She coated the ground with ice, skating along as she caught up with the man. She saw him preparing to run, so she stomped her foot in an attempt to stop him. As soon as her boot hit, ice sprung up all around her, vastly climbing and encasing the man in a cold tomb. "Oh thank god, that took less time than I thought it would." She sighed, "Sorry. That may have been a bit overkill." She apologized to the man, whose ice prison reached higher than the boxes around him.

After she had chipped away some of the ice around him, she carefully took the item from his hand. Examining it, it was a small beat-up-looking hard drive, it had no labels on it, nothing to indicate what was inside. 'Weird' she thought to herself, tucking it into her pocket for safekeeping. In the distance, she heard the sounds of police sirens approaching, Peppermint or someone nearby must have called them. After making sure the man was secure, she made her way back to where she had seen the other woman earlier. Rounding a corner, she spotted her tying the other three men up.

"I see you don't need any help!" Denali laughed, Peppermint turning her head towards her. "Did you find anything on him? Denali held up the hard drive in response, and Peppermint smiled. "Nice!" she walked over and examined the device. "There doesn't seem to be any identifying features as to what it could be," Denali explained, "what do you think?" Peppermint turned the drive over in her hand once more, "Hmm...I'm not sure. Best to leave it to the police, if they find anything important we need to know about, they'll contact us." Denali nodded.

The two handed over the hard drive to the police and helped the officers load the men into the police car. "Thank you, ladies," the officer shook their hands, "we really appreciate your help. If we find anything, we'll let you know. Have a safe night!" and with that, she waved to the two as she and the rest of the police left. "So...let's go get you that earpiece!" Peppermint chirped as she took Denali's hand, and once again led her to somewhere in the city.

-

Denali returned home around 1 am with a new earpiece. She opened the door, only to be scared by Jackie immediately as she entered. "Oh my god, Jackie!" she breathed out as Jackie shoved her inside, "You scared me!" Jackie took her mask and examined her face, before breathing a sigh of relief. "See! I told you I'd be okay! You don't have anything to worry about!" Denali laughed, a small smile creeping onto Jackie's face. "Okay, maybe I was a little overdramatic. I'm happy you're okay. You should get some rest, don't forget you still have a degree to earn!" Jackie turned towards her bedroom before stopping, "Oh! That reminds me, actually, Jan and her sisters have a show this weekend- do you wanna go with me?"

Denali didn't even hesitate, "Sure!" she chirped. Jackie gave her a big smile before disappearing to her room. Turning off the living room lights, Denali headed towards the bathroom and began getting ready for bed. She thought about the show as she brushed her teeth, she was excited to see Jan and meet Lagoona, even if it meant she had to deal with Rosé for longer than she'd like. Going to bed, she felt a lot better and safer than she had earlier in the week. It felt nice to be back out and helping people, and as she fell asleep, she felt confident in her powers again.

[chocoenvy]

heyooo can I get a scenario/some headcanons with a reader who wants to be in a polycule with all their (of age) acolytes? i'm gay so just the men (though I would definitely be bffs with the genshin girls ngl)

Yo highkey wanted to kind of do this because poly sounds kinda fun to dabble in especially with sagau. However I have zero poly experience so if this is inaccurate im very sorry.

I'm sticking strictly to the tall men of genshin (Zhongli, Childe, Diluc, Kaeya, Thoma, Itto) because I don't like the thought of the younger boys and the taller men in a polycule together even if they're not dating eachother and the shorter one is of age. Sorry, just something I don't really want to write <3

Warnings: Polycule relationships, they're all dating each other except for Diluc. Diluc is only dating the reader because it feels like something he'd do, I call them all whores affectionately

Polycule Relationship Headcannons

I feel like they'd all be up for it.

Mainly because they don't want to argue with you, their god, but I feel like

Kaeya, Thoma, and Itto (and maybe Childe a bit) are willing to be in a polycule with no complaints.

Whilst Zhongli, Diluc, and some of Childe is hesitant about the polycule, and jealous about it.

Idk, in my mind it's just Childe = whore (affectionate)

Childe casually flirting with Zhongli when he's jealous of you spending time with another one of your boyfriends.

Zhongli not paying attention to him until Childe has to make out with him for him to finally pay attention to him

"Did you just make out with me?"

"Yes, now where do you want to go for our date?"

Itto, being the himbo he is, is just in love with everyone? Whether platonic or romantic, if he can't plan a date with you because you have plans with someone else I feel like he'll just asks someone else in the polycule to go on a date with him.

Itto and Childe fighting each other as a date.

Or, fighting monsters as a date.

Annoying the shogunate as a date.

gets to the point where either you or Zhongli has to be with them because otherwise they're going to destroy one of Inazuma's islands.

Thoma being super busy with all of his responsibilites so he barely has any time with you so the other people in the polycule cheer him up.

Kaeya being a whore for everyone.

Childe and Kaeya being a whore for everyone.

Childe and Kaeya being a whore for each other.

Diluc in the background only wanting to date you and refusing to be friendly to anyone but you. Because I feel like he would.

Thoma asking if Diluc wants to go on a platonic date to pick a gift out for you.

Diluc hesitantly agreeing and accidentaly becoming best friends with Thoma.

Diluc giving Thoma free drinks when he's homesick because he's his favorite other than you.

Kaeya pouting because he wants free drinks.

Zhongli and Diluc playing chess together and the others treating it like they're watching a football game.

Childe screaming "LET'S GO ZHONGLI GET THE W LET'S GO METS-"

Kaeya and Childe slowly stealing pieces from Diluc.

Zhongli, the refined gentleman, doesn't say shit about it.

Itto being held down so he doesn't break the table from excitement even though he's six feet away from it.

Cuddle. Pile.

"Who are you going to cuddle tonight your grace?"

"Yes."

Childe casually smacking Zhongli's ass. Zhongli eventually gets used to it.

Thoma being the unofficial baby of the group other than maybe you.

everybody just agrees that if Thoma were to get hurt they'd all raise hell and you fully endorse it.

Whether platonic or romantic, cupping Thoma's face is something they all enjoy <3

Giving them all a special piece of jewlery to signify that they are yours and each other's. Like a hairclip, earring, bracelet, necklace, collar

Kind of like the consort au but they all love each other. Except for Kaeya and Diluc.

Those two aren't allowed to be in a room together.

No but imagine, when you first start the polycule you give them each one piece of jewlery, like a collar or bracelet.

And as they grow closer to each other if they want to pursue a closer platonic/romantic relationship with each other they can add charms to their collar/bracelet.

Like if Childe wants to pursue Zhongli romantically, he can give Zhongli a charm for his collar/bracelet that signifies that he and Zhongli are yours and eachothers

Idk feels mega cute :)))

Thoma having everybody's charm because he is baby

You feeling left out so you give yourself a collar/bracelet so you can have their charms too

Which blows all of them away especially if it's a collar because you're lowering yourself to the same level as them. Saying you belong to them just as they belong to you.

They just fall further in love with you <3

Many cute shenanigans

[needs-to-stop-looking-at-valves]

Girl you know you gotta elaborate on felix being pegged by Pepa cuz ngl I’m lowkey interested

Me:"Okay work on your commissions before you write anything else-"

You:"Hey so about Felix getting pegged-"

I appreciate you deadass showing interest but FUCK-

"You didn't."

"I was trying to be helpful!"

Félix was going to defend himself more, before seeing her glare. The crack of thunder above her head definitely seem welcoming either. She huffed, digging into her dresser, mumbling a few choice words under her breath. Apparently offering your brother in law advice and accidentally revealing you let his sister plow you up the ass- not a good idea. He took off his shirt, about ready to go into his pajamas, but who could sleep like this?

Not the thunder, or even the sprinkling, he was used to that. What he meant, was his wife, ever upset at him. He crawled over to her, resting his chin on her shoulder.

"Mi vida. You can be mad at me all you want. I embarrassed you. But...can I at least have one kiss before I go to bed? Por favor?"

She exhaled through his nose, before leaning down to kiss his forehead.

"You're lucky I love you."

"Is it the face? Or the muscles?"

He flexed his arm muscle for her, and that made her laugh. The clouds literally parted, and she kissed his forehead, meaning it this time.

"All of it, Félix."

"Are you still mad?"

"A little. But, my love for you is more than all my anger."

He whistled at that.

"That much? Wow. I've seen you angry, that's saying something."

She damn near snorted at that. He loved her snorts, her laughter, her anger. She was an INCREDIBLE woman. He got himself comfortable behind her, being careful as he rubbed her shoulders. He saw that smile grow, and it was better than any rainbow he's ever seen.

"You know, I'm glad that made you laugh. You got so upset last time you rained over the dresser."

"Would've been worse, if you didn't shoo those clouds for me."

Felix shrugged. His wife's emotions weren't 'stable', but they were hers. He remembered just why she was upset.

"Hey, I read that chapter to, and Alejandro did her dirty."

She threw the dress back into the dresser, turning to him quickly.

"DIDN'T HE?! Ese culo!"

He sat there, for a moment, watching his wife rant. He liked reading the same romance books as her, for moments like these. For her to yell and rant and thunder over this fictional man, who broke the heart of a fictional woman. She was so animated, so full of life. Pair that with her natural beauty, and you get the reason why Félix had a reason to smile everyday. The sound of thunder cut her off bit thought, and she started to comb her fingers through her hair quickly.

"Clear skies, clear skies..."

He lifted his shirt over her head the second he heard cracking thunder. She looked up at him with those pretty eyes of hers. He leaned down, bumping his nose against hers. He LOVED her nose to absolute bits.

"You can have as much thunder, lightening, hail, snow, rain, as you want. I will be here the entire time, to be there for you. I'll dry your dresses, I'll fix your hair, Mi querida, I'll literally give you the shirt off my back. You feel how you want to."

She smiled at him. The way she smiled at him. Oh it made his heart sing.

"Félix..."

"You say my name the same way you did all those years ago. You remember our wedding?"

"Ai, yes, all hurricane and-"

"And you looked beautiful. You STILL do."

She reached over to grab at his face, and press her lips right against his. Now THAT was a kiss. Her kisses were always passionate, always so vibrant. Once they parted, he knew he had a big, dumb grin on his face.

"So too mad at me for...?~"

She knew what he meant. She tried to look exhausted or annoyed, but she was awful at hiding her emotions.

"You got me so stressed out over this. Fine, go get it."

He pulled his shirt away, now clinging onto it like an excited school girl.

"Wait, I get to ride the tornado tonight?"

"Oh Dios mío- stop calling it that!"

It's what he called the toy they used. It was his idea, and purely because she laughed at it, the name stayed. He jumped out of bed, throwing his shirt in the hamper as he went into his closet. He did a little dance on his way there, knowing full well she watched his ass as he did so. He pulled out the hidden step stool from one side, using it to grab a box from the top shelf. He had to go through so much effort, for the sake of keeping his kids out of here. He loved them sure, but they were snoopy little things.

"Don't fall, you'll hit your head again!"

"Happened ONCE."

He met her eyes from the closet in a second, before he climbed back down from the closet, dropping the box on the bed. She opened it, while he took off his pants, then his underwear. He then sat there, watching her put the dildo onto the strap. It was a pretty decent size, and honestly, most would find it intimidating. Once it was put together, she stood up to take off her dress, only for him to stop her.

"Wait wait wait! Let me do it! Please?"

She rolled her eyes at him, chuckling as she nodded. He helped her pull down the dress, and the second it fell to the floor, he sat back, and clapped loudly, whooping simultaneously.

"Que mujer tan sexy!Gira para mí hermosa!"

He stomped his foot on the floor, he clapped his hands loudly- anything to try to sway her. She pretended as if this was a chore, before she spun for him. She spun so quickly and with such vigor, she didn't know when to stop, and she yelped as she crashed right into his lap. He laughed as he grabbed her, making sure she didn't fall. She covered her laughing, blushing face with her hand, shoving him a bit with the other.

"Oh...you keep me young, Félix. Now if you can stop being embarrassing."

"Ah, you love it! Like how I love you."

He carefully took her hand away from her mouth, in order to kiss her. The kiss didn't last more a second, but he didn't need it to. Not when she peeled off her underwear, and tied the strap to her frame. He held out her hand, and he immediately knew to give her the oil. He tried not to be too excited as he watched her oiled palm stroke the light blue toy. She stroked it so slowly, yet with purpose, as if she was putting on a show. Once that was lubed up, he watched as she poured more onto her hand, and use her other hand to grab onto his thigh, supporting herself as she leaned into his face.

"Try not to get too excited, mi armor."

"That's like me telling you to NOT be beautiful."

That glimpse of a smile, right before she kissed him? Angelic. He sank into it, loving how her oiled hand stroked his cock, rubbed his balls. She was so careful, so loving with it. Was it any wonder he was holding onto her face so tenderly, even occasionally brushing her hair out of his face? She pulled away after what felt like seconds, despite him REALLY not wanting her to.

"Alright, on your front now, you're ready."

"Si. Now where is- ah, gracias."

Whenever they did this, Félix always needed his special pillow. It made the whole thing more comfortable for him, rather than him just sitting in doggy style and complain that he was aching. She waited until he got comfortable, and upon getting the thumbs up, crawled into bed. She took a firm hold of one of his cheeks, making him laugh in surprise.

"Easy with the nails!"

"You like my nails, silencio. Now, am I using my fingers today?"

Sometimes she'd prep his ass with her fingers. But they didn't exactly do much, given the side difference between them. Whenever she did it, it was mostly to make this time last longer. He shook his head.

"Don't make me wait, please. It feels like I've been waiting so long for you."

He hoped his voice was enough to tempt her. She kissed at his shoulder, before pushing the toy against his ass. It was oiled, she was riled up, he was excited. Then, she pushed it in. She didn't hesitate to shove herself in halfway, stopping when he gave a loud, rather pleased groan. He was about to tell her to just sit there for a moment, only to feel her ever so slowly rake her claws down his back. From his shoulders, right to his ass. He felt his whole body get tingly over something so simple. Not to mention, knowing his smoking hot wife was doing it? It was incredible.

"Mmm...one...one more, my love. Slower~"

Oh she took her time. Right from his shoulders, slowly cascading down his back, past his love handles, till she dug her nails into ass, till it stung. He was expecting it, but it STILL made him jump a bit. Then, this absolute goddess, leaned down to his ear, taking a little nibble of it.

"You can take it fully, can't you? For me?"

He nodded quickly, fingers gripping onto his pillow.

"Yes. Put all of it in. I can handle it. But go slow at first. I know you get impatient."

He heard her swear under her breath, and it was so funny to him, knowing his wife WANTED to fuck him. She took it slow, pulling out of him, before slowly pushing it in. It was a slow process of empty, full, empty full. She knew how to properly stuff his ass. To the point where his eyes were hazy, and, even better, her breathing was getting fast. She liked watching the toy slip in and out of him, and knowing SHE was the cause. His oiled, eager asshole accepted her gratefully, and he was more than willing to give him what he wanted. Then, she dug her fingers into his hair, and pulled. It was a good, hard pull that made him cry out for her.

And she thrived on it. He swore he heard thunder crackle above them as she growled into his ear.

"Stop playing with me. Let me fuck you. Properly. I know how you want it. Why are you taunting me?"

He looked back at her, both scared, and aroused by her eyes. No terrifying scowl. Just impatient, restless, hungry.

"I want you to admit you want to."

"What?"

"You heard me. I want you to admit it, because you need it. We both do."

She tried to look annoyed, but she failed. She kept herself pushed fully into him, before huffing.

"Alright. I'll admit it. I want you. I want to fuck your ass until you cum on my sheets. Can I have it now?"

He nodded eagerly, one hand reaching down below to grab at his dick, pumping it at just the right speed.

"Yes, yes, please, don't make me wait anymore, mi querida esposa, I want you to give me all your stress, please!"

And that she did. One hand in his hair, one hand at his hip, she started to buck her hips into him. It was loud, it was fast, and from the large amounts of oil she used, rather wet. And it was everything. She fucked him like she was angry at him, like he had been a bad, bad man, and he was being punishment appropriately. Given the rather hard smack to his smack, he definitely thought, for a second, that she was angry at him. But her words said otherwise.

"Your ass takes my cock so well. I can tell you love this. I can hear you playing with your cock, I can see that stupid smile on your face. Quiero follarte hasta que no puedas ni pensar."

Oh she was a naughty woman herself. She kept muttering under her breath to him, all sorts of remarks about his body, that honestly, made him feel TERRIBLY sexy. Then she started to absolutely plow him. She was making the headboard slam against the wall over and over in her fury, and holy SHIT did it drive him crazy. She was small, dainty looking, but she was aggressive, she was furious. She was perfect.

"Hermosa, you're b-being too loud-"

"Unless you're cumming for me, you do not FUCKING speak."

Oh how she grabbed onto his hair, pulling him into submission and silence. Well, not total silence. Why? Because you could NOT get this man to shut up about this woman.

"I LOVE you! I love making love to you! I love LOOKING at you, hermosa, I love touching you, I love getting FUCKED by you-!"

He couldn't stop. He kept singing praises for her, crying out for him as she dominated his ass. And, what finally made him cum? Was her kissing his shoulder. It was stupid, how that made him moan louder than a whore, how that made thick, Hot cum spill onto her sheets. But it worked. They sat there for a moment, basking in the afterglow. She lightly smacked his back.

"Sit up for me."

He mourned the cock slowly being pulled our of him, but did as she said. Once he sat down, she laid on his lap, resting her head on his shoulder, and running her fingers through his hairy chest. Félix kissed the top of her head, loving how she smelled like fresh rain.

"I love doing that with you. You're incredible."

"You're too sweet to me, Félix. I'm...very happy, having married you, having you be the padre to all my babies."

"They'd be nothing without having such a wonderful mama. Like Camilo, that boy loves you."

She looked up at him, reaching up to his hair to play with it.

"He has your hair, I love that about him."

"He's got YOUR beautiful face though. I love everything about your face. Especially when I touch you like this~"

"Oye, chico sucio~"

He dipped his fingers in between her legs, stuffing two fingers into her soaking wet pussy. Combine that with him kissing between her still covered breasts, and he was making it very clear that honey, he had a storm a comin'.

[kisekinodrabbles]

Can we get detective Aomine, who gets assigned a female partner but from the start they're always at each other's throats. During an undercover case, reader has to be super flirty and Aomine gets all jealous and mutual confessions ensues. Maybe some sexy times at the end? :') Sorry if this is too specific, feel free to come up with your own interpretation! I'm such a huge fan of your work Sam and I'm so excited that you're opening your askbox even just for a little while!

ngl idk what im doing here but this is the last request in my inbox so i wanted to finish it haha pls enjoy (not proofread so excuse mistakes) - also my first time writing smut in like years so forgive me!!

Sometimes, Aomine thinks that if he isn’t a law and order professional, he thinks he might actually commit murder and hide your body away in some undisclosed, obscure location. Most of the time, you feel the same way about him. 

The two work in different divisions—Aomine in homicide and you in robbery. The two divisions have always been highly competitive especially given how much overlap you both encounter. Things can get territorial, but their teams are used to your snide remarks and Aomine’s verbal assault. It’s just the way the world works. 

After all, the two of you were in the same graduating class. You, a valedictorian by books. Aomine, top of the class by combat. It’s natural that the two of you are so competitive with your conflicting personalities.

The two of you may have also fucked at some point. 

–

“I’m not fucking working with her, are you kidding me?” Aomine spits out at his boss. Any other person would’ve been kicked out of the room or probably fired, but Aomine is the best detective in his division so Akashi would never do such a thing. For now. Aomine’s been wearing his patience thin. 

The red-haired man sighs, folding his hands together atop his desk. “Aomine, I understand you both have had your immaturity in the past. This, however, isn’t the time for such trivial matters. There’s a double homicide downtown during a robbery. She’s the lead for the case on the robbery end because they’ve been tracking a series of these.” Aomine opens his mouth to argue again. “No more buts. She’s already down there getting witness statements. Unless you want to be behind again, I suggest you get in your car and start driving.” 

He grits his teeth. Breathe. Don’t strangle your boss, he’ll probably kill you first. “I’ll take Wakamatsu.”

By the time he arrives on the scene, a crowd has gathered behind the police line, snapping pictures in the hopes of getting something Twitter worthy. He growls past all of them and ducks underneath the tape. “Where’s the officer that called it in?”

“Inside talking to the detective.”

“I’m the detective,” he snaps right back, knowing full well you’re already three steps ahead of him. And you definitely won’t let him forget that.

He marches past the thick front doors, Wakamatsu in tow. From a distance, he spots you talking to another officer. When he finally approaches you, he realizes that you’re in a skin tight dress covered by an oversized police jacket.

Your name slips past his lips. “Did we interrupt a hot date?” He smirks.

You whirl around, knowing full well the irritating voice that grates on your nerves. Aomine Daiki. “Unlike you, I have actual friends and actual plans on a Friday night. Did you decide to give your wrist a break for the night?” 

Aomine bites back, “Well, it’s not getting much rest either when I had my fingers knuckle deep in something tight and wet tonight.” Complete lie but he’s not about to lose this battle. “Not sure you know how that feels though.”

“If you’re talking about the pudding in your fridge, you might want to ease up on that. Doesn’t look like it’s doing you any favors,” you smile right back at him, knowing full well you’ve won this argument.

Aomine growls low under his breath, jabbing Wakamatsu hard with his elbow when he hears the snort escape him. “Brief me on the situation,” he tells the police officer.

“Well, uh, I already told this detective here—”

“I’m the other detective in charge for homicide. Now, you better fucking brief me before I tell your captain.”

The guy glances at you warily and you just laugh. “Told you he hasn’t gotten any in a long time. Come on, sugar, I’ll brief you on the way down to the vault.” You curl your finger in a gesture to get him to follow you and he sucks up his pride for the first time and do as he’s told. If he solves this case, he still gets the credit and you can go back to that sewer where you came from.

There are two bodies at the vault and forensics are already working to collect evidence when they arrive. “Your area of expertise, double homicide. Both are surprisingly the robbers. Four of them broke in, only two were seen exiting with money bags. No other casualties.”

“Fucking weird,” Aomine mutters. It’s not new for robberies to go wrong, but for two of them to die with no civilian casualty? That’s fucking weird.  

“Interesting, isn’t it?” You grin, seeming way too pleased considering there are two dead people in front them. “The ammo is the same as the previous bank robberies in the area. We’re going to assume they’re linked to the Red Dragon clan.”

“Fuck,” he groans, “I fucking hate those guys. Bitches to deal with. Hard to infiltrate.”

You flick your hair over your shoulder, grinning at him. He can’t help but draw his gaze to your neck, a very attractive neck. Now that he notices how tight that dress is, he can’t help but admit that it has been a while since he’s gotten any action. The curves of your breast defined so clearly by the fabric that stretches across the mounds, the flow of your hips, every dip and rise. Your exposed legs further emphasized by your heels. God fucking damn. He feels his pants tighten as he licks his teeth. Get it together, Aomine. 

Of course, the clothes do nothing to remove the memory of your nude body from his mind. He’s seen all parts of you some time ago. A drunken mistake that ended in a brief, but extremely satisfying night of passion. Your tight pussy wrapped around his cock, your nails digging into his biceps. He can still picture the sheen layer of sweat on your skin as he rams into you, your broken moans falling from your lips. 

“Well, lucky for you,” you start again, pulling him out of the hazy cloud of lust. “I already have someone on the inside. They’ve set up a meeting for me tomorrow night meet with the head’s son. I’ll try to get some information done.” 

“Lucky for you, I’m free tomorrow to be your backup. You’re welcome,” Aomine smiles, “Don’t fuck this up. I don’t feel like cleaning up after your ass.”

“I should say that about you, asshole.”

–

Aomine is sat in a dingy van just across the street from the bar you’re having your meeting. You’ve hidden your mic in the perfect spot, a location which you do not disclose to Aomine. However, he has a feeling it’s somewhere promiscuous that he wants to be aware of. They can see the restaurant clearly, their brat hacker Sakurai having plugged into the restaurant’s security cameras. 

“Shut the fuck up, Aomine. I can hear you munching on your stupid sour cream and onion chips.” You mutter into your mic before the guy arrives. You sip your wine and take a deep breath. This isn’t the first time you’ve gone undercover but it is the first time to have Aomine behind you while you do so. 

The detective looks down at the can in his hands. Sour cream and onion. How did you know? He sets it aside, bringing the mic up to his lips. “Maybe you should do your job better and focus on your meeting instead of listening to me. Why are you so obsessed with me, hm?” 

However, a man’s voice on the other side of the headphones has him straightening. “Good evening, I didn’t expect to be meeting a lovely lady like you tonight,” the sleaze says and Aomine can just imagine him kissing your hand. “When Tanaka said I’d be meeting with the right hand of White Claw, I didn’t expect it to be a woman.”

“Well, we are moving up in life, Mr. Ito.”

“Your good looks are certainly quite persuasive. I’m sure there are ways you can convince me to strike a deal.”

Fucking. Sleaze.

“Oh,” you laugh lightly, “what a flatterer. You’re not so bad yourself. I can imagine people fall at their feet for you.”

“Well, I am quite knowledgeable in more ways than one. Perhaps I can show you tonight after dinner.”

The two banter back and forth, trading flirty comments that puts Aomine on edge. You’re supposed to be doing your job and he knows that. He knows this is all an act but you’re a damn good actress. 

“Aomine, where are you going?” Wakamatsu’s concerned voice carries through the speaker.

You freeze. This fucker better not screw this whole operation up. “Well,” you say, “this has been a lovely dinner. I’m sure we both can come to an agreement without doing anything reckless.” 

The double meaning, a sentence meant for the man across from you and the man listening to you rings clear. Aomine growls, sitting back down petulantly in his seat. He was about to rage in there and start a war, but holds himself back. Be professional, Aomine. Job first, dick needs later. 

“The same to you. It’s been a pleasure meeting you,” the man smiles. “Are you sure you won’t join me for the night?”

Aomine snarls low into his mic. Wakamatsu shoots him a weird look. You let out a little giggle and he knows it’s meant for him. “No, thank you, Mr. Ito. I’m afraid I have other commitments to tend to.” 

When he knows it’s safe, he storms into the restaurant where you still sit, sipping your drink. Sliding into the seat across from you, he rolls his eyes. “Enjoy yourself?” 

He didn’t see when you were set up with the mic earlier so he also hadn’t seen what you were wearing. He’s almost grateful because he knows he might’ve lost it if he did. Tight ass dress, deep neckline that shows ample cleavage (he’s always a sucker for this), sultry eyes, red lips. God, all his favorite things packaged into one. 

Your lips quirk up. “The breadsticks here are quite nice.”

“Fucking hilarious. Let’s go.”

“Why the hurry?”

“Unless you want Wakamatsu to hear me fuck you, you better dump that mic and get your ass up.”

You lean back, narrowing your eyes at him. “I’m not sure I like your tone.”

“Trust me, you don’t have to like my tone to enjoy what I’m going to do to you.”

Licking your lips, you consider your options as you bring the wine back to your lips. “Fine,” you mutter, unclipping the mic from the strap of your dress. Aomine moves faster though, snatching it from your hands and dumping it into the wine. Before you can protest, he already has a hand wrapped around yours, tugging you up from your seat and into the back room. 

You’re stumbling in his manic rush, heels barely keeping up with your movements. “Aomine!” You chide as he pushes all the way to the employee break room. The space is fortunately empty and Aomine locks it to make sure it stays that way. “Can you please stop?! You’re such a caveman, I—”

He’s quick to shut you up, swallowing your words with his lips as they slot over yours. He doesn’t waste time, shrugging off his leather jacket as he licks your bottom lip for permission. You gasp a complaint, but he takes advantage of the situation to stick his tongue in, pressing it up against yours. 

All your worries fall away into a moan as he separates from you only to gasp for breath and pull his t-shirt over his head. With nimble fingers, he’s unzipping the back of your dress and yanking it down, leaving your top half exposed. Shivering, you’re about to voice your disapproval but your brain seems to stop functioning the second your gaze lands on his tanned body.

Aomine’s always been attractive. No one can deny. There’s a reason why he’s simultaneously the precinct’s most eligible bachelorette and most insufferable jackass. His confidence matches his skills. His looks live up to his brags. Hard lines and shadows are painted on him like a masterpiece in a museum. His broad shoulders make him look even bigger with his height. His jeans that hang just low enough to be tantalizing with the hint of a v that leads to the space between his legs. 

Your mouth dries up at the sight and Aomine smirks knowingly. You’ve fallen into his bed before, he can make it happen again. “Take a picture, it’ll last longer.”

“Fifth grade humor doesn’t become you, Aomine.” You scowl as he backs you up against the table in the middle of the room. He effortlessly grabs you by the ass to lift you up and onto the surface, the metal cool against your exposed thighs. 

“Did you dress up for me, doll? Knowing full well that this was going to happen,” he grins devilishly, bringing his hands up to shamelessly cup your breasts. 

It’s not as if you’re embarrassed for being so bare before him. You’re proud of your body and he damn well knows that. You let him fondle you through your bra for a little bit. “No, you animal. I dress for the job.”

“You tell me you wear this flimsy thing—” he teases the light coverage of your lingerie. The lace is sheer and barely covers your nipples, the material holding onto your breasts for dear life. “—for the job?”

“I do my job right, asshole,” you spat right back. “So are you just going to stand there or are you going to fuck me?”

A wide grin stretches across his face. The heat in his eyes carry to his hands as he works to unclasp your bra and let it fall to the ground. Aomine doesn’t waste time as you lean back on your palms, granting him full access to fondle and suckle on your tits. His tongue swirls around the sensitive nubs that have grown stiff in the contrast between the cold air and his warm breath. His teeth graze the sensitive skin hard enough to have you groaning in pleasure. His lips close in around them and suck. He uses his hand to tease and tug your other breast, pinching it to elicit that delicious whimper out of you. Aomine alternates between the two, making sure you stay warm. 

Meanwhile, you let your hand fall to the bulge between his legs. He lets out a small grunt at the initial touch but seems to respond favorably to the way you stroke the tent, nudging his hips forward for more friction. “Is that a gun in your pants or are you just excited to see me?”

“You’re so fucking ridiculous,” Aomine mutters, both humored and unamused by your comment. 

“Fuck,” you let slip as your fingers struggle to unbutton his jeans. “Your fucking pants. Don’t you live in sweats? You choose today of all days to wear your stupid tight jeans?”

Aomine chuckles, “Patience, baby. You know you like my ass in these.”

You do, but you’re not about to admit that. He quickly works off his pants, letting them drop to his ankles as he moves towards you again. While he continues to stimulate your tits, your hand begins groping his cock which is rock hard and peeking from the top of his boxers.

“God, I miss having this inside me,” you whine, pulling the flimsy fabric off and letting it pool on top of his jeans. “Condom?”

“You don’t want me raw? You know you want to feel all of my cock,” he grins. You throw him a glare and he just chuckles as he reaches for his wallet on the floor, pulling out a packet and tossing it onto the table. “But first,” he pauses, letting his hands slide down to cup your pussy, which is admittedly already drenched at that point. 

He hisses when he feels your juices drip and coat his fingers. “You’re so fucking wet, goddamn. How long have you been waiting for this?”

“When that robbery happened, I was about to get laid for the first time in months. So fucking sue me,” you snarl at him. 

“Well, I am here to please,” he wets his lips. He slips one finger in, sliding in all too easily. So he adds another finger and feels your walls pulse around him. He begins pulling it out before shoving it back in, repeating the measure to stroke your walls. He curls his fingers inside as he watches your face closely.

Your expression morphs from irritation to blinding pleasure in an instant. Your eyes slide shut, your lips part to exhale shaky breaths. Aomine seems to know exactly how to angle and twist his fingers to induce a heart attack. The sounds falling from your mouth are ephemeral, Aomine wishes he can film this moment so he can replay it over and over again. 

He pumps his fingers into you and ducks his head to take your nipple into his mouth again, tongue circling the tip. “God, you taste so fucking good. I forgot how wet you can get. Don’t even need lube to slide into you, huh? You’re already dripping for me.” 

“Asshole,” you murmur weakly, clearly in no place to retort. 

“Remember the first time I fucked you? God, you were so easy,” he grins, “you were so wet, so turned on already. Remember when I stuck my tongue in your pussy? Licking up your juices. You tasted so sweet.” 

Your breath stutters in your chest, hitching in your throat. “Fuck you, let’s not forget how quickly you came when I sucked you off.”

“I mean, the sight of you on your knees is enough to get anyone off, sweetheart.” 

“Fuck me,” you groan. Any rational thought has fizzled from your brain. The feeling of his fingers inside you is enough to consume you whole, overwhelming you in waves of rapture. 

“What was that?”

“Dickwad.”

He chuckles darkly, licking his lips again. “Beg me.”

“I’m not going to—”

Aomine yanks his fingers out, looking down at you, taunting you. He waits as you internally struggle with your moral convictions. Are you willing to give up your pride for one night just to get fucked out of your mind?

Easy.

Yes.

“Please,” you huff, “please fuck me.” 

“Please fuck me who?”

Your eyes find the ceiling, wondering what in the hell you did in your lifetime to have met the devil that is Aomine. Biting your lip, you lean closer to whisper, “Please fuck me, Da-i-ki.” 

The man is a sucker for you calling him by his first name. And to get what you want, you’re willing to play into his hands. Aomine lets out a low growl before ripping open the condom packet and rolling the thin rubber along his length. Your pussy squeezes at the sight. Just imagining what it’s like to have that thickness inside of you, fucking you full, has you on edge. 

He doesn’t waste a single second, pulling you forward and slowly positioning himself in front of you. He holds onto his cock, letting the tip trace your pussy lips, circling it and letting your juices drip onto his cock. Stroking the wetness along his dick, he uses it as a lubricant before he slides himself inside you.

When he’s buried to the hilt, Aomine leans forward and lets his forehead rest on your shoulder. Your pussy is so fucking tight. It’s squeezing and throbbing around him with the engulfing heat. He feels as if he’s going to explode right then. 

“Fuck, you really haven’t been screwed in a while,” Aomine rasps. 

“Told you.”

Aomine starts off slow, pulling out and pushing back in. With how thin the condom is, he can feel every ridge, every bump in your heat rub up against his cock. The sensations is enough to have his thighs quivering, but he’s not one to back down. He begins to pick up the pace, thrusting deep inside of you repeatedly. HIs mouth latches onto your neck, tongue lapping and teeth nipping to paint purple blooms upon your skin. 

His movements are building a bubbling pressure in the pit of your stomach. You feel your heart tightening with every move, your insides squeezing. The absolute pleasure that crashes over you has you breathless, your hands finding purchase on his arms. 

He mutters filthy words in your ear, one of his hands reaching up to tangle in your hair. He yanks back lightly, just enough to have you moaning. You like it rough, he’s well aware of that. He pounds into you relentlessly, hands keeping you in place as whimpers tumble from your mouth. 

“Fuck, right there, oh god,” you gasp, “fuck me harder. God, your dick feels so good. Filling me up so full with your thick cock.” 

“Keep talking like that and I’ll be tempted to come in you, baby,” Aomine grazes his teeth along your ear, hot breath kissing your skin. “God, I want to just fucking cream inside you.” 

“Better watch yourself, Daiki.”

Aomine grins lasciviously, sweat beginning to bead his forehead as he attempts to keep himself in check. He feels you tighten your pussy, walls closing in around him. “Bitch,” he growls. You know what you’re doing but he’s not about to let you gain dominance of the situation.

So his hands dig deeper into your hips as he fucks you harder and deeper, his cock pulsating inside of you on the brink of his self-control. “I’m about to come,” he says with eyes squeezed shut. If he sees your tits bouncing as he fucks you again, he might actually combust in that second. 

“Me too,” you panted, fingers scraping down his arms. 

With a few more pumps, Aomine spills into the rubber with a grunt. He feels you convulse around him, your entire body trembling in the aftermath of your orgasm. He can feel his come continue to leak from his cock. God, he hasn’t come this hard in a fucking long time. 

His heart is thundering in his chest from the impact of his climax. He slumped forward, leaning against you for support—also partially to feel your tits press up against his chest. “Fuck,” he huffs.

“That was good,” you admit to yourself, still breathing heavily as you begin fixing your hair. “We should do that again sometime.”

Aomine just laughs, huffing against your skin. “You’re the fucking she-devil.”

“Says the guy who’s fucking me in the back room in the middle of an undercover operation.”

“Dick first, job second.”

–

Wakamatsu looks at him when he walks into the precinct that morning. “You do realize the captain is going to kill you for fucking up that expensive mic, right?”

Fuck.

[dolphin-enthusiast]

good evening vita mia~ 🐞💌🌠 i apologize for how late i'm sending this!! this day has been extremely long and tiring for me!! ah,, i hope you are well and were able to relax a bit my dear! (yes, even if it means laying around or doing nothing 😊)(1/6)

"i saw the lovely fantasy au writing that gundhanon did,, it was absolutely adorable!! i love the alternate name for the clown army,, chaos clan sounds so interesting!!! and not to mention i love the fact that you are the goddess of the unthinkable,, i think it flatters you perfectly 💕 gundhanon my dear, do not doubt your writing skills!! i really enjoyed reading through it, thank you for all of that work of yours, it's very kind of you 💓 (2/6)

and those suggested wedding ideas?? absolutely wonderful! i think they are simply brilliant!! the menu sounds delectable, i'm all for it! ✨ anyway, today was another work-without-breaks day,, seeing as many tasks had to be finished.. i wish i wasn't relied on so much so then i could rest more!! i think tomorrow i'll try asking for a rest day,, i do need to take a breather after all! ahhh what i would give for a day of relaxation, hopefully we can both get that soon! (3/6)

(and we'll need to have a resting day irl when we meet!😉) a friend is over for the night too, so that meant extra cooking and the job of being an attentive hostess,, my parents are very rigorous with that, which warrants it to get quite tiring!! i did end up getting some down time later im the evening, which my friend decided to spend by making me watch horror movies... let's just say i'm losing lots of sleep tonight hehe,, (4/6)

the worst part is that she specifically picked more disturbing/mature movies, so most of the time i was hiding under a blanket!! i think people tend to underestimate my skittishness until they watch scary media with me,,, they call it cute but i call it embarrassing!! oh my, well at least i'll make up for it when my narcoleptic sleepiness kicks in ahahaha,, (but i bet i'd feel safe if i ended up watching horror with you~😘) (5/6)

oh madonna,, it's 04:08 as i finish this, i think that means it's time to wind down!! goodnight love, rest easy for me! 💗 - love from the moon and stars, your waifu xoxo 💘💞💘💞💘💞💘💞💘💞 ps: i find it charming that whenever there's mentions of people bothering me, your automatic response is "time to track them down" hehehe, it's hilariously cute 💖 (6/6)"

Fr yall finna takin a day off soon like...i couldnt even imagine constantly doing all of this work around the house over and over on a daily basis smh but ah yes....h o r r o r m o v i e s djdhdjd ngl i would totally tease u if we were to watch some together (u know me dear🤪🤪😳😳) cuz it IS cute how u get so scared but h e y who knows maybe u wont be as scared once we watch it together....u n l e s s

Our wedding is surely going to be full of lots of [REDACTED] and if kirp ends up attending he'll sing baka mitai for us😳😳😳😳 also i must say i think being the embodiment of goddamn loki aint too charming at all since im a chaotic ass but the fact that someone like u says it is?? W I L D H R U H

[curly-hair-kid]

Okay imagine a really suggestive song coming on at a club and you pulling out some of the filthiest moves the Beatle boys have ever seen and them getting embarrassingly hard just watching you... I'm so in the mood for a Beatle fivesome 🤧🤧

ok ley but one of us (or both of us) need to write a beatles fivesome. im putting it off because i know i will literally combust. 

ok but anyway THIS

so you went out to a party, and of course you made sure john, paul, george, and ringo were coming.

you have a fun time at the beginning, talking to different people, drinking ALOT

like you are literally drunk off your ass, and when one of your favorite songs come on, you get up as fast as you possibly can with that much alchohol in your body.

you make paul come up with you, even though he insists he “can’t dance”, but you plead and he can’t say no. 

so at first, you’re just doing some ridiculous dances, causing paul’s also reletively-drunk ass to bust up laughing.

ringo comes over to you too, bc this boy cannot resist a good time or a good bop.

you grab his hand, and lead him to twirl you around, the two of you giggling, and paul slightly blushing with what you think might be jealousy.

soon, you’re calling george over, exclaiming how you know he’s the best dancer, which makes him laugh, because truth be told, he’s horrible.

and of course, john being john, has to come over to where all the attention is.

you guys are all just really drunk and giggly, having a good time, and then you kinda disperse for a song.

then, a very slow, sexy kinda song comes on, and the little bit of sanity in your brain is like, “don’t do this”, but you’re drunk, so you do.

you go over to the center of the floor, very much so feeling yourself, and dancing away, very provacatively.

john is the first one to catch your eye, laughing and pointing you out to george, who observes you with eyes wide-open.

soon paul catches on, and isn’t really sure what to do, but next thing he’s knows his got a boner.

HE FEELS SO BAD BC YOU ARE SO DRUNK BUT YOUR JUST SO HOT

ngl they are all really aroused, and they’re all too drunk to make a move.

so the night ends, and they go there seperate ways.

it really affected john though, cuz he’s normally so calm and collected, but he was a blushing mess

he closed his eyes that night, and imagined him making a mess of you.

they all kinda felt the same way ;)

i’m sorry this was so sloppy, i love you ley

come hang out in my inbox tonight, lovelies

[kopicetic]

Takeaways from last night:

- Faust must have been a bit confused since technically every goal was the dagger.

- Is Kopi injured or is this just his usual season slump?

- Kempe is definitely gunning for that payday and I wouldn't be mad if he got it probably.

- I wonder if Danault and Larks had issues when he was in Montreal? 🤔🤔

- Pius Suter is one of the few nice things Chicago gave us. Chelly is obviously the main one.

- Seider is a national treasure.

- I'd be way happier about the outcome if it wasn't against the Wings but hey, Cal got the shutout.

- Why is the Kings' powerplay SO BAD.

- ARTY PARTY. He's gonna light it up any moment now.

- I actually didn't know Danault could fight. Larks has thrown them before, but that was kinda of a surprise.

- I hope Lemieux scores on his old team. His dad is a piece of shit, but he's clutch af and I was glad when the Kings traded for him. Someone get the Tk*chuk bros some pacifiers.

- I was watching the 2012 games and realized that was 10 years ago now. Jfc. I miss Willie Mitchell ngl. And I miss Voynov, the player, not the wife-beater. And Richards. Ugh. Also, Carter's headshot is W I L D this season, I never realized his hair was that curly.

- Sad that Turcotte got the 'rona, was really hoping he'd get some substantial games in with this call-up.

- I'm only ever gonna cheer for Zegras when he's reppin' the stars and stripes, just saying.

- Was really hoping that Pasta would get a hatty tonight but I probably jinxed it by thinking the thing. I was a bit concerned for him this season, I'm already on the struggle bus after losing my dad, I can't eveb imagine the kind of turmoil one is in after losing a child. 😕😕

- I feel bad for DeBrusk but also idk why people always throw the Kings name out, they have too many players as is, and their fixer-upper project boy is Lias Andersson, they don't need more. JD is a headcase, and I have no doubt he can get his game back BUT it's not gonna happen if all he does is change scenery. Like this is a mental thing with him. The moment this grown ass man started talking about his "haters" in his post season interviews like....the writing is on the wall. And I think it goes without saying that if B's had taken Barzy instead they wouldn't be missing Krej as much.

- Look Oilers fans, I'm sorry. But take it from me, as a long suffering Wings fan. Kenny is a great GM when he can spend whatever the fuck he wants. *I'D* be a great GM if I had unlimited funds. But he has yet to ever impress me in the cap era. And get used to lots of old guys. He loves signing old dudes to stupid contracts. Anyway, good luck and godspeed.

- These takeaways went off the rails.

Anyway. That would have been a great game if only it were like...against the Hawks or something. Knowing LA though, the Hawks are gonna blow them out probably.