#now he's asleep on my bed after waking me up at 6:45

[immortalsins]

his sweet 16 featured liver treats & salmon paste, then cat milk from one of my great-great-grandmother's bone china saucers because my mum & i thought that would be funny

supposed to be studying but today could be my cat's last birthday :')

[whispering-ways]

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡ i like you (too much) - part 2 ♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

♡ summary: you just joined a new high school and you're hoping to make a bunch of new friends. unfortunately, you're paired up with Katsuki and he seems to despise you. nevertheless, you're determined to make it work. little do you know that you're first interaction would lead to a wonderful friendship and possibly even more.

♡ pairing: bakugo katsuki x reader

♡ tags: no warnings, just fluff :) but the next couple of parts may or may not have some smut ;)

♡ notes: hi besties! here's part 2 to the first chapter. i should have more time to work on this story and a bunch of other fics since I've officially graduated! i hope you guys like this chapter and let me know if yall want more :) the pink text is the readers texts and the orange is Katsuki.

You heard the alarm on your phone ring, waking you up for the morning. Groggily, you reached over to your nightstand to turn it off. You rub your eyes, tired from having to wake up so early the last couple of days. The bus at your new high school came around 6:45, which meant that you had to wake up at at least 5:35 am to get ready. A part of you liked getting up so early; it made you feel on top of things, a true it girl. But the rest of you ached to just swaddle yourself in your plush blankets and sink right back into bed. You dragged yourself out of bed and headed to the bathroom to freshen yourself up a bit. 

After you splash your face with some water you stare into the mirror, taking notice of your dark circles. “Damn I might need to start using an eye cream or something soon, waking up so early is not doing justice to my skin,” you said out loud. As soon as you said it though, you knew that was a lie. You knew in your heart that the only reason why you were so tired every morning is because you spent every night texting Katsuki. 

By now you figured that he was definitely a night owl but unfortunately, you weren’t. You had always been the type of girl to sleep early, prioritizing your 8 hours of sleep. But if there was one person who could make you disregard your routine, it’d be Katsuki. Over the last couple of days, you both had gotten closer. You’d been talking at school and texting each other seemingly non-stop and you’d say a decent friendship had formed between you two. Something about his texts made your stomach fill with butterflies and you couldn’t help getting excited every time you saw a notification from him pop up on your phone. 

You spent nights staying awake texting Katsuki till 1, 2 3 in the morning. Even when your eyelids felt like they could no longer remain open, you’d do your best to stay awake to not miss a single text. Was it a bit much? Yes. Should you be putting a guy before your beauty sleep? Probably not. Did you still do it anyway? Absolutely. It’s not like you didn’t text him in the day, but after school, he barely texted you besides the occasional response after a couple of hours. He just seemed to come alive in the night. That’s when you’d get your near-instantaneous responses and true conversations. So if talking to him meant staying up at night, you were willing to do it. 

You’d done a good job so far of staying awake in class; after all, you didn’t want to miss out on notes. But after a couple of days, your exhaustion had just gotten to you.. You were tired, the lecture seemed to go on an on forever, the teacher’s monotonous voice, it was the typical recipe for drifting off. With your head in your hands, you felt your eyes start to blink slowly as they got heavier by the moment. Before you knew it, you felt your eyelids close. You didn’t know how long you were asleep. But your teacher’s voice immediately brought you back to reality.

“(Y/N), could you tell me what the answer is to Question 3?” the teacher said, her voice startling you awake. Your face burned with embarrassment as you flipped through your notes to find some way to solve the question. As you couldn’t find any way out of the situation, your shame grew and grew. All of a sudden you felt a sharp nudge to your arm coming from beside you. You turn to see Kastuki clearing his throat, and pushing his worksheet towards you. At first, you’re confused but then the pieces clicked in your head once you saw him pointing to the same question the teacher was asking you about.

“(Y/N)? Answer the question please, we don’t have all day.” your teacher said, her tone getting more frustrated. 

“Uhhhh...2?” you answer hesitantly, glancing quickly towards Katsuki’s paper to make sure you said the right number.

“Oh, yes, that’s correct. Next time, still pay attention to the lecture,” the teacher said, moving on with her presentation.

“Thank you so much, you saved my ass just there.” you whisper to Katsuki. “I would’ve gotten laughed at for sure if I got that wrong.”

“You don’t need to thank me, that’s what friends are for, stupid,” he replied with a smile. Your heart skipped a beat. You’d never really seen his smile, it was just downright adorable; surprising for someone who looked so intimidating. You were so wrapped up in the moment, you didn’t catch yourself staring. “What, something on my face or some shit?”

“Uhh...no, nothing at all, you’re all peaches and cream.” 

He chuckled in response and turned around, leaving you to your thoughts.

“Peaches and cream?? Who even says something like that anymore?? Stupid, stupid me and stupid, stupid thing to say and now he probably thinks I’m weird and strange and ー” your thoughts were cut off by the sound of the bell releasing everyone to go to lunch. You started packing up your laptop and your notes, glad that there were no more chances to get embarrassed by the teacher again, at least for the next hour. 

You feel yet another nudge, and you turn towards Katsuki. “Hey do you wanna share lunch with me? I don’t know if you’ve got a lunch packed already but like I accidentally packed two sandwiches and I’m on a cut and I only wanna eat one sandwich, and I don’t wanna waste any damn food. So like if you want you can have the other one or something,’ he says.

“Yes! I mean, yes that would be nice thank you so much, what kind of sandwich?” you reply trying to not sound too happy at the offer. 

“Well I don’t really know what it's fucking called, but there’s some grilled chicken, lettuce, tomatoes, pickles and I think some spicy mayo in it. That sound good to you?”

Your mouth watered just thinking about it. “Yeah dude, that sounds great, thanks again! I’m just gonna go to the bathroom real quick, and then do you wanna meet up at the cafeteria?”

“Nah, I'll just wait for you. Plus I don’t want you getting lost or anything trying to find me.” Katsuki replied walking towards the bathroom. You thank him internally; you had no clue where the bathroom was anyways. After a couple moments, you both get to the bathroom. As you head inside, Katsuki leans on the wall of lockers nearby, plopping his backpack down on the floor. 

He double checks to see whether you’ve truly gone inside and puts his face in his hands. He was hoping you didn’t notice how red he was on the way to the bathroom. “I didn’t think it’d actually work, holy shit,” Katsuki thought to himself over and over again. If truth be told, Katsuki didn’t make any extra sandwiches.

That morning Katsuki got up early to make lunch for school, not because he was a morning person, but because of a small detail you mentioned last night. You both were having your usual nightly talk when the topic got to food. 

“Yeah I like to cook a lot honestly! I haven’t really made anything recently, but hopefully I can get more into it soon.” 

It surprised Katsuki honestly, he never took you as someone who’d like to cook. 

“Oh word, that’s cool, any reason why you like it tho?”

“Yeah, I mean like I guess its just my love language? I love to cook and just make people happy through food :) I usually cook for my family a lot.”

“That’s honestly pretty fucking kind of you. Who cooks for you?

“Ah, I mean its just me cooking at home, so no one really lol.”

“Damn, its gotta be tiring cooking all the time tho”

“Yeah sometimes, but yk like I said its my love language so I don’t mind. But thats why I just get food from the cafeteria, its just tiring most times to cook for everyone and do lunch lol”

Katsuki read your text and laid his head back on his pillow, arm across his face as he stared up at the ceiling. His stomach filled with excitement. Just like that, an idea brewed in his head. He wasn’t a good cook by any means whatsoever. Besides making a mean microwaveable ramen, he didn’t know how to make much but he was gonna do his best to make lunch for the both of you tomorrow morning. You fell asleep soon after that, but his idea kept running in his mind for the rest of the night. 

He spent the rest of the night scrolling through TikToks, trying to figure out some sort of recipe that was easy but something you’d like. And that’s when he had his eureka moment. There was grilled chicken in his fridge and he was sure there had to be some topping in there too; he could make grilled chicken sandwiches. All he could hope for at that point was whether it’d be good or not. 

The next morning he woke up determined to make you the best fucking sandwich you’d ever had. 30 minutes later and he accomplished his goal. As he drove to school, he hoped you’d like it when he realized he forgot a vital part of his plan. “How the fuck am I gonna tell her about lunch?” 

He wracked his brain for any more ideas. Katsuki didn’t want to come across too strong, but you just deserved something nice. Finally, he settled on telling you that he just had an extra sandwich. After all, honesty was the best policy and he technically did have an extra. He honestly thought you’d refuse or have some sort of lunch with you already. But when you said yes, he was absolutely elated. He tried his best to cover his enthusiasm, but now it was written all over Katsuki’s face.  The grin hadn’t left his face since you both started walking to the bathroom.

The soft tug to his jacket sleeve brought him out of his thoughts. “Hey, thanks for waiting! Do you wanna maybe go to the library instead to eat? The cafeteria is always so fucking noisy and I’ll barely be able to hear you talk,” you ask.

“She wants to hear me talk; she wants to hear me talk,” Katsuki thought gleefully. “Yeah sure, I don’t mind,” he replied, trying to play cool.

After walking to the library, you both find a quiet spot in the back. You and Katsuki sit down, side by side, before he pulled out two small plastic bags from his backpack. He passed you a sandwich and waited anxiously for your reaction.

You look at him quizzically. “Why the fuck is he just staring at me and not eating at all?” you thought before taking a bite. Your eyes widened and you looked up at Katsuki.

“What? What? Is it bad or something? You don’t gotta fucking eat it if its that bad,” he says.

“No, Katsuki, its perfect! It's really really good!” you reply, diving back in for another bite. You skipped breakfast and your stomach had been grumbling all throughout class and this was just the perfect fix.

“I’m glad you like it. I made it myself,” Katsuki said with pride, a smile stretched across his face yet again. How could he not smile when you looked so precious?

“Are you for real? That is so sweet of you! Kastuki, I’m for real touched you thought of little old me, you sat leaning over to wrap him in a hug.

Katsuki’s whole face turns red, hypersensitive to your touch. If he knew making you a sandwich would get you close to him, he would've made you lunch way sooner. 

You break away and continue eating your sandwich as Katsuki starts to eat his. You’re so engrossed in your meal that you don’t notice Katsuki staring at you, still red and stomach filled with butterflies.

When you got home, you immediately went to your room, thoughts of lunch on your mind that had nothing to do with being hungry and everything to do with a certain blonde. “He made me lunch. Like from scratch. Like who does that?? As if he’s already not cute enough, now I’ve got him cooking for me,” you thought. 

That’s when a thought quickly crossed your head. “Does he maybe like me?” It only took you a few moments with that idea to make you absolutely flushed. “There’s like no way, right? I’m me and he’s so cool, and plus I’m just being delulu because there’s literally no way. Exactly, there’s no way he likes me right?” you say to yourself. 

You tried your best to focus on your homework for the rest of the night, trying to get thoughts of Katsuki out of your head. But every so often thoughts of that darling smile or his piercing eyes or how he smelt like burnt caramel when you hugged him kept creeping into your mind. It didn’t help that he was texting you too. With every single thought and text, the feeling in your stomach just got stronger and stronger. It was a weird mix of butterflies, anxiety, and giddiness and God you loved it so much. You gave up on your homework and laid on your bed, starting to drift into your usual daydream. 

You closed your eyes, curling up into your blankets. You imagined Katsuki’s arm coming from behind you, wrapping around your stomach and pulling you close to his bare chest. His arm slide up your arm, rubbing soothing circles into your skin. Just as he kissed the top of your head, you heard a voice call out, bringing you back to reality abruptly. 

“(Y/N)! Come down for dinner honey!” your mom yelled. You let out a sigh; you were so close to the exciting part of the dream too. 

"Coming, Mama!" you cheerfully replied as you quickly slipped on some cozy slippers for comfort. As you finished getting ready, your thoughts wandered, wishing your daydreams were real life. With a sigh, you brushed off those feelings, "I'm just being silly. I know he'll never see me in that light."

Meanwhile, on the other side of your street, Katsuki was having some day dreams of his own. He still hadn’t been able to get you off his mind. It was like whole world around him gained color the second you walked into his mind. All he could think about after lunch was how it felt to have you so close to him. His thoughts were filled what how it felt to have your arms around him. You were so much warmer than he imagined. And thinking about how your chest slightly pressed into his bicep sent him into overdrive. 

With all his heart, he wished he could’ve hugged you back, even if it was just for a second. He engraved every detail of your embrace in his memory, filing them away in his memory. Katsuki hoped that one day he’d be able to sweep you into his arms and hold you close. But until then, thoughts and daydreams would have to do.

[cyber333angel]

PART 2 TO: DBF!TOJI

toji “helping” you study for your upcoming exams !

CAUTION ⚠️

This work contains: usage of daddy, exhibition, praise,riding toji (ofc), p!links, size kink, studying, breeding kink (all the good stuff), itty bitty spanking kink

NOTE: this was supposed to be a drabble but once again!! I overwrote 🙄 but ass promised here is you riding toji. I hope u enjoy 😉

after the intense night you had with your dads best friend back at your parents house, in your own bedroom to boot, toji and you still “hung out”. you loved the way he made you feel, and the feeling was mutual . whenever he dropped by your house to fraternize with your father he continued to sneak into your bedroom usually to kiss you, reminisce the feeling of you squirming on his fingers and the taste of your cunt, or of how tight your pussy felt clenching around his cock.

“t-toji, I don’t want my parents to-hmph hear m-me downstairs!” he had you on the edge of your bed with your panties pushed to the side . two thick fingers thrusting in and out rapidly like the first time. “maybe if you stopped squealing you wouldn’t have to worry about that sweetheart.” your moans were inevitable with the pace he was going. you were reminded of the wet sounds your cunny made when you heard a “splurt”. mewling, you see toji stunned at the action your wet hole just made. amused he thrust his fingers again and repeats his abuse on your cunt, wanting to see you squirt again. “i-it feels weird toji! please n-no more please!” you reach your hand out to stop him “move your fuckin hand kid.” you flinch at the sternness and he manages to get you to cum again leaving you twitchy and thoughtless. he slides your panties back to fully cover your cunt and pats it , giving you a kiss on the forehead .

for about a week things like that kept happening until you had to go back to your university, it was only 45 minutes away so you weren’t too sad leaving your parents, opting to visit on the weekend sometimes. toji however, felt different and was going to miss the moments between him and his best friends daughter. as you were walking back to your dorm after finishing a class one day, toji called you, telling you he would pick you up for dinner at 6. excited you put on a cute outfit and met him in the parking lot “im so happy to see you to’!” you jump and hug him and he embraced you back, squeezing the fat of your ass “it’s good to see you too pretty girl” he said smiling . the dinner goes well and you end up back at your dorm, living here by yourself ever since you started college, your roommate having never showing up . you were happy with that space and even more happy to be able to have privacy with toji. visits like this happened often, him showing up unannounced and on the same day you falling asleep in his arms. coming into your room in a very grumpy mood your met with the large man sleeping in your bed, the same way you left him this morning. toji wakes up hearing aggravated mumbling from his little fling, “what happened babydoll? what’s with the grumpy face?” you flash him an annoyed look, taking offense he grabs your hand “it’s polite to answer when someone talks to you. now, what happened?” you look up at him feeling bad for the hostile entrance .

“I have exams coming up and nothing is helping me study. i have asked my professors and tried tutors but nothing works! im really nervous to fail this test toj.. it makes up 50% of my grade!” understanding the problem now, getting an idea he wants to help you out, well.. sort of. “i’ll help you study, sweet girl.” toji says smiling, the two of you were facing each other, he sat on the bed while you stood in front of him your arms crossed over his shoulders. “will you really help me to’?” he nods and your just thrilled to be receiving help from your favorite person.

“how is this s-supposed to help-hngh! me study!?” you were in top of him, straddling his lap and about less than halfway down his cock. he’s watching you try to sink yourself into his cock, and rubbing your cheek, reassuringly “baby i already explained it to you, if i say the terms you have to explain them back to daddy alright?”. your not fully listening to him but you nod. “the definition of a “subatomic particle” is what hm?” feeling to overwhelmed you attempt to answer his question “a subat-tomic particle is ugh!” distracted by a thick rod slivering into your cunt, your unable to answer, bringing his hand back he smacks your ass. making you yelp “your not focusing.” as if you can even think about some dumb chemistry question while you were being stretched open..

“daddy m’sorry but I can’t focus! it can’t fit,its too..too big mph please!”

he grabs your ass, lifting you off his lap. you look at him confused and suddenly he slams you down right on his dick, unable to process what just happened, you were now sitting and taking all of his length feeling more than just “full” , it all snaps back to you when he grinds you back and forth on his pelvis, clit feeling sensitive “oh g-god! i feel it in my tummy, daddy!” toji getting more and more turned on from the comment “shiit.” squelches and wet sounds exude from your cunt making you embarrassed plat-plat-plat, toji thrust his hips upward hitting your cervix , placing tou hand on his chest for balance,you can barely form a thought. he was going so fast and he fucking you too good. “I think im gonna cum..!” hearing this he paces faster and reaches a hand out to rub your overstimulated bud “augh that’s t-too much!” you squirm around his cock and he thrust up into “you gonna come for daddy? oh goood girl, y’re doing such a good job me.”

“y’re too fuckin tight..shit” he pumps his load into you filling you to the brim with a groan, toji scoots up and lets you fall backwards onto the bed . he had tired you out instead of helping you study. you whine at him “I think you made a mess in my tummy daddy..” satisfied, he pulls out making you twitch, he watches the semen drip out your abused cunt. it would be a lie if he said he don’t want to go again but seeing how you already fell asleep he waves away the thought. the next morning you wake up and toji isn’t cuddling you like he usually is, your thighs are all cleaned up and your in a new shirt, probably his, but toji isn’t anywhere to be found. five minutes later he walks through the door with a delicious smelling bag of food. “oh g’morning toj! I couldn’t find you.” you hug him at the door “i js wanted to get you something to eat and something else to help you study with.” puzzled you twist your head while chewing on some bacon “flash cards?” you ask him still chewing “yeah babydoll, flash cards, im gonna help you study.”

[cjlouwho]

I hope I'm not too late for a prompt..

Buck and Tommy enjoy waking up in the morning while cuddling eachother. Then Buck panics because he thinks he has a shift that he's going to be late to. Tommy tells him to stay a few more minutes. But Buck calls Bobby and finds out there is no shift (for whatever reason). They go back to cuddling.

this isn't morning, oops, and it's a little different than requested but I hope you like it!

Buck could sleep through anything when he was wrapped up in Tommy's arms, no exaggeration. Tommy was regularly shutting off Buck's alarm and rattling him awake himself because Buck was “too cozy” or “too warm” to hear the sound.

The only thing that would wake up Buck was his need to use the bathroom or his body naturally getting enough rest and being properly reset.

A rainy Sunday afternoon led Tommy and Buck up the loft steps and into bed. Gentle kisses, soft touches, quiet gasps, and lazy strokes left them feeling warm and cozy next to each other.

Thankful Tommy had the presence of mind to bring a towel to the bed in the first place, cleaning up was quick and easy. They were tangled into each other again quickly, with nothing but the sheets over their bodies.

Buck fell asleep first, his head on Tommy's chest, Tommy's hand running soothingly through his hair while the other rubbed up and down his back.

Tommy followed not long after, listening to Buck's relaxed breaths mixed with the rain pattering on the window.

Peaceful.

That's the exact opposite of how Tommy would describe the way he was woken up.

A shout of, “Oh my God!” jolted Tommy out of his sleep.

He looked over to see Buck slinging off his covers and running to his dresser to pull out a fresh pair of underwear.

“What's wrong?” Tommy asked, eyes darting around the room to check for a fire or intruder.

“I'm late!”

“Late?” Tommy was still half out of it, and very confused. “Late for what?”

Buck turned to him with wide eyes, hopping into his underwear. “Work!” Once he had his underwear on he leaned over the bed and grabbed his phone, showing Tommy the 6:43 on his lock screen. “I was supposed to be at work by six!” He glanced out the window, “And it's still raining! Great, it'll take even longer to get there now. I gotta call Bobby.”

“Ev, wait, just-”

“I can't wait, Tommy!”

As he called Bobby, Buck turned back to his dresser, tossing some clothes into his duffel that was lying on the floor.

Tommy picked up his own phone from the bedside table. “Evan,” he said calmly, “hang up, hun.”

“I'm not hang- Bobby! I am so sorry!”

“Buck?” Bobby answered, immediately concerned. “What're you sorry for? Something happen?”

“I overslept and my alarm didn't go off or I didn't hear it and Tommy usually wakes me up when I don't hear it, but he didn't hear it either and-” he was babbling. Babbling and babbling as he lifted his duffel and tried to zip it with one hand, tugging hard when the zipper wouldn't budge.

“Evan,” Tommy called from behind him, but Buck just waved him off.

He walked over to Tommy and dropped the bag over his lap, mouthing, “Zip this, please!”

“We had soup for lunch,” Buck continued to Bobby, and Tommy had to stop and listen to wherever the hell this was going. “We had soup and I know better than to have soup on a rainy day, that always makes me even more tired, and I was so warm, Cap. I know rainy days are busier than usual and I know you need me to be there and be on time. I am a little surprised no one tried calling me, but maybe that's all part of the lesson, ya know? Maybe-”

“Buck!” Bobby yelled from the other end of the line. “You're not late. In fact, you'd be alarmingly early if you came to work right now.”

Buck paused, stared in Tommy's direction. Tommy lifted his phone, a 18:45 on his lock screen. “I tried to tell you,” he said with a shrug.

“Oh. I- Bobby, I'm gonna go.”

He could hear Bobby laughing. Athena too. There was no way she hadn't heard his rant, even with him off speaker. “See ya tomorrow, Kid. Tell Tommy hi for us.”

Buck dropped his phone on the bed, his cheeks red, glaring at the smirk rising on Tommy's face. “I hate you,” he pouted.

“I keep telling you, Evan, this is why you need to switch your phone to military time.”

“Shut up.” Buck crawled back on the bed, dropping down beside Tommy, settling his hand over Tommy's chest. “I'm goin' back to sleep.”

Tommy put his own hand over Buck's, squeezing gently, “Want me to order dinner?”

“Mhm. Don't care what.”

“M'kay. Now, when there's a knock on the door and I wake you up, it'll probably be around seven thirty at night, not morning.”

When he got no verbal response, he figured Buck had already fallen asleep. He yelped extra loud when he received a surprise pinch to his nipple.

[dirtybitfic]

Impromptu trip

Chris and Matt x y/n

(sorry this story is long asf I got really into it)(read time- Contains-smut, threesome , dom-Chris, dom-Matt, sub-reader, roughhh sex, use of names like- slut, whore, daddy, ma, baby ,sir. Slight dumbification kink. blue-matt orange-chris pink-y/n

Y/n pov-

Me , matt and Chris just landed in Michigan. We are here for about 5 days for a music festival they got invited to and brought me as a plus one. Im so excited since I haven't gone to a music festival but have always wanted to .

We're exhausted givin none of us slept on the plain and its around 5 am right now. We found our uber and made our way to the air bnb. The people who invited them booked the place we'll be staying at so we have idea what to expect but i'm just excited to get there take a shower and get some sleep before tonight. After about a 30 minute ride we reach a cute little cabin . We get out and grab our bags from the trunk and thank the uber driver then make our way to the door and type in the entry code . We make our way in and take a look around . It has a warm and cozy atmosphere . The living room is pretty spacious .

let's go check out the rooms chris says as he walks up the small set of stairs.

me and Matt follow as Chris opens one of two doors only to see its a bathroom.

we all look at each other in confusion since we expected it to be a bedroom.

we want to open the last door at the end of the hall and it opens to a large bedroom.

damn this is nice

yeah it is

uh guys... I say slowly realizing this is the only room in the house

they both turn to look at me .

what they say in unison

I don't know if you noticed but ...this is the only bedroom in the house

they both look shocked then look at each other.

well shit Chris says as he looks back at me .

Matt looks at me with a small smile .

I mean it wouldn't be weird to all share a bed would it

I mean.. I guess not no

good thing its a king size then chris says as he flops down on the bed .

I laugh a little and hop onto the bed laying down too and Matt follows laying on my opposite side.

we all lay there for a minute in silence.

im so fucking tired I say and they both agree

lets set an alarm for like 2:30 since the festival starts at 6 and they have a car picking us up around like 4:45 Matt says as he sets an alarm on his phone .

I roll over facing Matt since I cant sleep on my back comfortably . We all fall asleep pretty quickly .

Fuck y/n you feel so good chris moans as he slamming into me from the back . Matt is in front of me shoving his dick down my throat as im gagging on it as moans escape my mouth from how good chris feels . mm fuck just like that sucking down my dick like a good girl matt groans as he pulls tighter in my hair ...

I jolt awake to the alarm with wide eyes . What the fuck did I just dream about. I just had a dream about having a threesome with two of my best friends and ... I hate to admit it but I can feel how soaked my thong is as I sit up.

Matt groans as he turns off the alarm and stretches out as Chris sits up rubbing his eyes.

sleep good matt asks me as he looks at my reddened face.

mhm- yeah slept great I rush out as I crawl out of bed and go to the bathroom.

I go pee as I try and wrap my mind around the dream I just had. I mean obviously Matt and Chris are attractive but i've never dreamed about them sexually. For some reason I feel guilty about it but I also cant ignore how turned on I am from the thought of having them both use me in that way.

I splash some water on my face to wake me up a bit then make my way back into the bedroom.

im gonna go shower in the downstairs bathroom real quick Matt says as he grabs his towel and leaves the room .

you care if I shower first chris asks me as he stands up from the bed and stretches. My mouth dries up as I watch his shirt lift and show his v line and a bit of his happy trail.

hmm I say as my eyes snap back up to his as I see a small smirk form on his lips .

I said do you care if I shower first he says tilting his head to the side

oh no your good I still need to pick my outfit anyways so go ahead I say trying not to get red from the intense eye contact hes holding with me .

mmk he says smiling as he walks out the door to the bathroom

I go to my bag and pull out three option each with a different vibe

outfit 1

outfit 2

outfit 3

I love them all but I just don't know which to pick . One is comfy but hot . Two is very risky and see through so picking undergarments is gonna be difficult . Three is so cute and has some character to it.

I sit on the floor looking at them debating when Matt comes in. Towel hanging low with water droplets still on his skin. I try not to stare for too long but he catches me and smiles causing my face to get red.

watcha doin he asks as he walks to his bag pulling out boxers and his outfit .

trying to figure out which outfit to wear I say truthfully. I look back at the outfits still trying to think about which one will be the best.

why don't you try them on and ill help you pick he says as he's slipping on his sweatshirt and boxers then his pants.

I look back at him and notice his outfit has beige in in making me lean more towards the 3rd option.

okay turn around and i'll put on the first option

he turns around and I change into the first outfit. I like it but I feel like it may be too plain.

okay you can look

he turns and looks me over making me nervous .

I like it . It's comfy but a little plain he says with a smile

yeah I was thinking the same thing I answer honestly

okay the next one is ... a bit crazy and see through so ...

he smiles and turns around waiting for me to get the second option on.

I grab a plain black thong from my bag and some black nipple tape I brought .

I throw tape over them in the shape of x's and then put the thong on then the outfit . I look in the mirror and shake my head . This outfit is very slutty and I don't know if I should be out it public wearing it but... whatever.

okay turn around

he turns and his jaw slightly drops .

damn... its I mean ... you look good

I laugh a little at his answer .

its a bit too much huh I ask hoping hell answer truthfully.

I mean its veryyy see through don't get me wrong it looks amazing but... I think its a bit too risky he says as he stairs at my body making my face heat up.

yeah I think its a bit too much skin showing . I turn and bend down grabbing the shirt for the next outfit.

I hear Matt clear his throat whisper "damn" under his breathe. I smile as I realize he just got a clear view of my ass.

I turn around and he whips around staring at the wall shifting on his feet.

I smile as I get the last outfit on . I smile in the mirror loving the way this one looks on me .

okay this is the last one

he turns and looks at me with a big smile on his face.

oooh this one is the best definitely this one he says shaking his head .

I agree I like this one I say as he turns back around . I put back on my shirt and shorts then Chris walks back in from the shower repeat of Matt walking in . He has his towel hanging dangerously low his hair still dripping water down his body . I turn back around but feel eyes on my back . I look over my shoulder to see he’s looking at me with a smirk. I blush as I go to grab a towel and going back to grab my hair products and body wash.

I’m gonna shower then get ready I say as I make my way out of the bedroom.

Alright Chris says as he goes to grab his outfit for tonight. My eyes linger in the way his back muscles move when he picks up his pants . I look over at Matt as he quarks a brow at me and smirks . I turn and walk out quickly embarrassed that he caught me staring at Chris for a bit too long after he already caught me staring at him when he was in his towel.

I take a hot long shower then hop out and throw on my towel before going back to the bedroom to grab my hair dryer , makeup and outfit.

I walk in and there eyes shoot to me both looking me up and down making me nervous.

I walk to my bag grabbing the stuff I need then making my way back to the bathroom to get ready.

Matt’s pov-

I couldn’t help but notice the way y/n looked at me when I came into the room after my shower. At the way her ass looked when she bent over in her thong. I know she’s one of our best friends and I shouldn’t be thinking the things I am about her but I can’t help myself she’s just so beautiful. The things I want to do to her are so so wrong but fuck I want her so bad.

I turn to Chris he looks at me brows raised waiting for me to talk.

Bro if I tell you something you gotta promise not tell anyone

He looks at me but smiles

Okay I won’t tell anyone now what is it

I… i think I’m into y/n

Fuck dude he groans as he shakes his head .

What is that bad

Yeah

What why I mean I know she’s our best friend but -

Nah that’s not why

Okay then why I ask looking at him with a certain look on my face telling his to spit it out

Because… I think I’m into y/n

Fuck I groan as I put my head in my hands. Me and Chris have never liked the same girl and usually we don’t like the same type of girls but I guess y/n is an exception . Now we’re both fucked

We sit in silence for a bit before he turns to me

Okay you saw the way she looked at me when I came back In from shower right

Yeah but… she did the same to me when I came in I answer In all honesty

So … what if she thinks we’re both attractive

I mean I don’t fucking know dude it’s not like we can share her

He looks at me before his eyes widen and he smiles .

I mean… we could though

My eyes widen as I look at him . That would be weird asf sharing a girl with my brother but also … if we both want her I mean … who knows .

I… wouldn’t that be weird

I mean a little but … it’s either neither of us get her orrr…

We both get her I finish his sentence as I sigh a little .

As we’re both deep in thought on our phones the door opens and she walks in .

She’s so beautiful her hair is curled and it looks like there’s … glitter in it but I can’t tell from this far away. Her makeup done perfectly her eyes holding a seductive look and god damn her body in that little outfit . It’s driving me crazy and I can only guess Chris is thinking the same things .

You look great I say as I look her up and down . She smiles at me widely giving us a little spin.

Thank you and hey looks like we’re all matching she says pointing out the fact we’re all wearing shades of beige in our outfits.

chris's shirt , pants , shoes.

ah damn your right I didn't even notice

well im gonna go grab a water real quick you guys want me to grab you anything she says as she makes her way to the door .

can you grab me a Pepsi please

same for me I say smiling at her.

she nods her head and turns out the door

I look at chris and he looks at me we both have a knowing look in our eyes.

okay ... I thought about it i'm down to share if you are

same just promise it won't be weird

it won't be I say smiling he smiles and we dap each other up in agreement.

she comes back in drinks in hand as she walks over handing them to us.

we thank her and watch her as she walks to her bag and grabbing her shoes for tonight.

y/n pov-

The way they both are looking at me right now has me nervous asf .

I try to ignore it as I take a sip of my water and set it on the floor.

I tried to tighten the small corset that goes with my outfit but didnt do a good job so I look at them .

can one of you help me tighten my corset real quick

yeah I got you Chris says as he sets his drink down on the bedside table and standing behind me .

he slides my hair over my shoulder out of the way causing goosbumps to cover my arms . Ever since that dream I had earlier any look or slight touch has my heart beating out of my chest .

okay how do I tighten this thing he asks as his hands move to the laces

okay go to the top laces and pull them out a bit then do that to the rest and then pull the long strings when your done and tie them in a bow I explain and he nods his head then starts pulling the top ones tightening the part thats on my ribs .

I gasp when he pulls a little too hard and I stumble back into him.

damn okay not that hard I laugh out as I step away and back infront of him.

matt chuckles and so does chris .

okay sorry ill be a little softer

he pulls the rest perfectly tight then pulls the long pieces trying to tie the them in a bow but failing with a frustrated huff.

here I got it Matt says as they switch places and Matt ties in in a cute little bow

okay all good he says patting my sides making me jump slightly

thank you guys

they both say no problem at the same time making me smile.

okay the car is gonna be here in about 10 minutes so lets make sure we got our passes and shit we need then were good .

can one of you guys keep my cards and phone in your pockets when we get there I don't have any pockets I ask as I look between them both

just bring your id I got you if you wanna buy anything there Chris says .

oh no you don't have to do that I say waving my hands like im saying no .

he shakes his head smiling

no really y/n we brought you as our plus one its the least I can do

I mean okay if your sure I say looking at him

im sure now come on put your id in my pocket and then get your shoes on he says as he stands there waiting for me to move.

I grab my id from my wallet and slip it in his pocket them go to put my socks on then my shoes .

I struggle to bend over since the corset around my waist is constricting my movements.

need some help Matt laughs as he comes over grabbing my shoes .

yes thank you sorry the corset is not easy to bend in

your good go sit on the bed and ill help you put em on

I smile and make my way over to the edge of the bed sitting down .

I cant help but smile at how sweet they are . They treat me with respect and have never once done anything to upset me at all they've never even raised their voices once at me which I appreciate. There are so many reasons i'm best friends with them I mean the list goes on so naturally I start to feel guilty for thinking of them in ways I did earlier. I mean I shouldn't be thinking about having them both use me in ways that I shouldn't but every time I get a flash back from my dream my stomach flutters and I feel wetness pool in-between my thighs.

the second Matt kneels in front of me lifting my foot so he can slide my boot on my thoughts go to so many other ways id like to see him kneeling in-between my thighs and my face gets red.

he looks up at me and I smile before looking away hoping he doesn't see how red my face is . The way he just looked up at me in between my legs has me pulsing around nothing .

you okay he asks as a small smirk appears on his face

y-yeah just bit hot in here I say trying to make up an easy excuse that may be believable.

mmm he hums and then puts my other boot on

alright y'all ready the cars here Chris asks looking at us

"yep ready" we say in unison making me let a small giggle out as I grab my phone and follow them out the room and down the stairs to the car.

we get in and the driver heads to the artist pass entrance.

Chris's friend is an artist photographer so he got us artist guest passes which is exciting but also nerve racking at the same time .

we get out of the car and I follow behind Matt timidly . I may be a groan ass adult but in situations like this I turn into a nervous little girl .

Matt notices and swings his arm around my shoulder making me smile.

no need to be nervous everyone is chill he says which shocks me a bit given he also has anxiety and I would think this environment would have him anxious but I guess not.

I nod my head and take a breathe making him smile

Chris daps a couple guys up some I recognize and some I don't

Matt daps them up too and all eyes turn to me making me gulp nervously

"you must be y/n" one of them says making me smile

yeah hi guys it's nice to meet you all I say smiling and giving a small wave

they all smile and we all start walking to a tent on the side of the stage

the festival has been so fun we all nod and sway to the music .

some songs I know since Chris plays rap 24/7 but some I don't but still enjoy

having fun Chris says wrapping his arms around my shoulders from the back resting his head on top of mine .

so much fun ... thank you for bringing me with you I say smiling as I watch the artist on stage .

of course it wouldn't have been as fun without you he says placing a gentle kiss into my hair making me smile. I know it was just as sweet friendly gesture but it has my stomach bursting with butterfly's .

I rest my head back into his chest swaying to the music .

I look over at Matt as he smiles at me winking them looking back at the stage . Again just a friendly gesture but has my knees almost buckling at how hot it was.

Chris friend with his camera ask if he can take some pictures of us we agree and he snaps a couple of us as Matt joins and we all stand with each other smiling having a good time

these are great ill send em to you later chris he says as he walks back to the front of the stage taking pictures of the artist performing.

after about 2 more hours we decide to head out before the last artist is done so we can get out quickly.

We hop in the car and the driver takes us back to our place .

We get home at about 1 am and decide to DoorDash some McDonald’s since we’re all starving

I go up stairs to change into comfy clothes . I didn’t pack and sweatshirts since the weather is so nice but the house is so cold so I walk back to the top of the stairs

DID ONE OF YOU BRING A SWEATSHIRT I CAN BORROW I yell hoping the answer will be yes.

YEAH LOOK IN MY BLACK BAG I HAVE A COUPLE YOU CAN PICK FROM Chris yells back and I smile before yelling thank you and going to his bag finding his brown and pink fresh love hoodie and throw it on feeling warm and cozy as his scent fills my nostrils making me sigh .

I walk downstairs as the food gets delivered and Matt goes to grab it .

We all sit on the couch eating and watching a movie Chris put on . After we all finish our food I take the trash and throw it away before going back to sit with them.

So what do you think of the festival so far Matt asks me as he and Chris look at me

I love it it was really fun to get too see so many different people perform I say looking between the two smiling.

I’m glad we brought you with us we knew you’d have a good time Chris says as he smiles warmly at me and I return it with a sweet smile.

I lay my head down on Chris lap as I put my legs up on Matt’s .

Chris plays with my hair since he know I love that and Matt gently rubs up and down my legs.

It’s not weird for this to happen we’re all very close but having both of their hands brings back memories of my dream and I start to zone out thinking about the things I’d want them to do to me .

Having both of their hands on me in making me think such dirty things that I know I shouldn’t but fuck me I can’t stop them from flooding my brain. I unintentionally squeeze my thighs together as the fantasy’s play out in my head .

You good Matt asks snapping me out of my thought

Oh um yeah why I say trying to sound as nonchalant as possible .

You were tensing your legs so I was just making sure you were okay he says with a small smirk on his face making me blush slightly

Oh yeah no sorry was just zoned out

I say as I close my eyes and hum as the feeling of Chris’s hands playing with my hair are soothing me .

What were you thinking about

Chris asks as one hand moves to my cheek drawing small circles

Oh nothing I say trying to sound convincing and not give away any feelings from what I was thinking about.

No come on I can tell when your thinking about something you can tell us you know that he says as he smiles down at me

I close my eyes and sigh before shaking my head

No I can’t I say as I turn my head towards the tv looking away from both of them .

he moves his hand to my jaw turning me back to look at him.

come on y/n just tell us he says in a tone that almost has me folding .

I cant ... it'll make things weird I say as I cover my face with my hands sighing loudly .

matts hand moves to my thigh

I highly doubt that just tell us he says reassuringly .

I uncover my face before taking a deep breathe . Promise if I tell you guys you won't hate me I say weariness in my voice

they each nod and promise they wont

fuck fine okay ... earlier when we all went to sleep I kinda had a weird dream I start to say.

okayyy chris says as he's waiting for me to keep going

and it was kind of about you guys ... I say again starting to feel a bit nervous to really explain to them I had a full blown sex dream about them.

come on y/n stop teasing and just tell us matt says

okay we kinda sorta ... had a threesome and I know its weird trust me but its just been in my head on a loop I ramble as my face gets red and I stare at the ceiling not wanting to look at either of them .

wow I ... chris starts before looking at matt smiling

I mean was it at least good matt asks with a smile on his face .

I look at him with wide eyes shocked thats his answer.

I mean ... yeah I say before covering my face again feeling embarrassed

is this something you've thought about before chris asks with a small smirk on his face making me groan

I mean no but I don't know you guys are my best friends I feel guilty thinking of things like that I say honestly as I sit up .

aww sweetheart you don't have to feel guilty im not offended matt says as he places a hand on my back

I think its ... kinda hot to be honest chris says as he places a hand on my thigh rubbing gently with his thumb .

y-you do I ask as I look up at him

yeah I mean obviously your beautiful you know that so why should I be upset your dreaming about me he says with a smile causing me to smile and shake my head.

would this be something you'd want in real life matt asks as he rubs my back

what I ask shocked that he just asked me that

sorry let me reword that do you want us to fuck you he says titling his head with a smirk that has my breathe hitching

i... I don't know I say as I get nervous .

cause... we'd do it chris says as he squeezes my thigh with his large veiny hand

I ummm... I mean I start but he cuts me off

say you want us right now and thats all it'll take for us to take you upstairs he says as his hand inches higher as he continues squeezing

your serious I ask as I raise my eyebrows

dead fucking serious matt answers as his hand moves dangerously close to my ass

I - I want you - both I just ... I don't want to ruin our friendship I answer sounding breathless.

it won't we promise chris says as he smiles widely at me

o-okay I say as I look between them .

they both smirk as they stand up pulling me off the couch and booking it to the stairs.

I follow behind Matt as Chris walks behind me .

As we're about to reach the door a harsh slap lands on my ass making me yelp

sorry I had to Chris says with a chuckle

I smile as we walk into the room .

in two seconds Chris grabs me and slams me down on the bed attacking my neck with bites and kisses creating hickeys all over . Im whimpering and squirming . It feels so good and the way matts looking at me has the pleasure tightening more.

look so good in my hoodie Chris groans as he slides it off and throws it somewhere in the room before grabbing my bare tits and sucking on my nipples making me cry out.

that feel good sweetheart matt asks as he steps closer and runs his hand down my cheek

mmhm I whine out

He slaps me across the face

You answer me with yes sir am I clear

He grits out making me wince

Y-yes sir I whine causing them both to groan

Chris comes off my left tit with a pop as he looks down at me

Gonna let us use you like the little slut you are

He says with a smirk making me whimper

Y-yes I whispered out as they both stare down at me

Good girl now flip over ass up

Chris orders and I do as I’m told

Such a good listener Matt says as he gets in the bed kneeling in front of me . I can’t stop my eyes from glancing down at his large bulge .

He grabs me by my hair tilting my head to look up at him.

You wanna suck it sweetheart

He asks in an amused voice that has me whimpering

I nod my head causing him to slap me

Use your words

Y-yes sir I wanna suck it

Good girl take my belt off then

He says as I move my hands to his belt and pull it out of the loops then unzip his pants and slide them down his thighs he stands back up to fully pull them off and pulls his boxers with them as his dick slaps up on his stomach.

My eyes practically bulge out of my head when I see how long and thick he is.

All the sudden Chris rips my bottoms and underwear off as his tongue flattens against my soaked pussy and I let a moan out .

Matt comes back onto the bed right infront of me as his dick smacks my cheek and he lets out a low chuckle.

He grabs the base and slaps it on my lips .

Open he demands and I do

He takes no time sliding his thick dick into my mouth and grabbing my hair keeping it still as he starts thrusting into my mouth face fucking me

I gag on him as he hits the back of my throat repeatedly and he lets out a groan

Fuck your slutty little mouth feels so good he groans as I moan when Chris starts sucking on my clit .

As Matt fucks my face Chris goes to work sucking and licking like his life depends on it . The pleasure is building as im moaning and whimpering around Matt causing him to groan .

Chris comes up to my ear as he whispers to me

You think he’s big just wait he says and I can tell by his tone he’s smirking

Matt shoves me down farther so I’m deep throating him and the scary thing is there’s still a couple inches that won’t fit .

I’m gagging and choking on him as tears roll down my face and he’s groaning .

I can hear pants rustling from behind me as Chris is taking off his pants and boxers then steps back behind me .

Fuck just like that taking me so deep Matt groans as he continues abusing my throat

I feel Chris rub his tip up and down my soaked entrance and I moan .

He slaps my ass causing me to jolt forwards and take even more of Matt down my throat

Fuckkk Matt groans as I swallow around him

Chris lines his tip up to my entrance before slowly sliding in making me whimper

Fuck your so fucking tight Chris groans as he continues sliding in . The stretch hurts but with Matt’s dick down my throat I can’t say anything.

He pushes in more as he hits deep and I scream around Matt as my hand flys behind me pushing on Chris’s stomach .

Aww what’s the matter can’t take it I’m not even all the way in yet He says with a dark chuckles causing me to groan

He grabs my hips slamming himself all the way inside me . I scream and slap his stomach trying to push him out. He’s so big and he barely gave me anytime to adjust before he bottomed out .

He slaps my ass causing me to jolt back onto him.

Put your fucking hand down

He growls and I do .

good fucking girl he groans as he starts thrusting in and out at a normal pace as the stretching feeling starts to dissipate.

matts still abusing my throat as i'm moaning and whimpering around him.

I grab onto his thigh as I gag and choke on him as Chris pounds into me hard and deep . His tip hitting my cervix with each thrust painfully but it also feels so good .

matts groaning as his dick twitches in my mouth and I know he's about to cum. I decide to fully deep throat all of him causing his breath to hitch and a whimper to escape his lips.

fuck just such a whore for our cocks he groans as his hips sputter and he fills my mouth and throat with his cum. I slightly gag from the texture wanting to spit it out and he notices.

he pulls out and slaps a hand over my mouth.

fucking swallow it he demands and I do as I moan into his hand as Chris is still pounding into me .

he uncovers my mouth and I look up at him sticking my tongue out showing him I swallowed as my brows furrow and I moan loudly.

My orgasm is vastly approaching from the angle Chris is hitting deep inside me . Matt smiles at me as he grabs my throat and kisses me deep and rough. I try my best to kiss back but fail from how much pleasure im in.

F-FUCK im so close I cry out as chris grabs onto my hair and continues pounding into me .

yeah you gonna cum all over my dick he says in a mocking tone

y-yes fuck I whine out as my legs start to shake and I feel the pressure about to break

beg for it he says as I lock eyes with Matt above me .

p-please let me cum please I cry out as i'm holding back my orgasm waiting for his permission

louder slut I wanna hear you loud and clear he grits out as his grip tightens on my hair.

P-PLEASE DADDY PLEASE LET ME CUM FUCK PLEASE

I scream out as my eyes widen when I realize I call him daddy it just kinda slipped out

mm fuck yeah you can cum come on baby cover daddys cock he groans and im glad he wasn't set off by me calling him daddy he obviously likes it.

My legs tremble and give out as I cum all over his dick.

Fuck thats it such a good girl for me he groans as he pounds into me roughly hitting even deeper now since i'm flat against the bed.

f-fuck uhh I whine out in a raspy tone as I come down from my high .

He starts to loose his pattern as his hips stutter and his dick twitches in me

fuck gonna fill this pussy up he groans as he pumps deep inside me .

With a couple more thrusts he stills and I feel his warm liquids spill into me . I whimper from how sore I am from him pounding into me and my head falls flat on the bed.

He pulls out and lands two smack on my ass

flip over matt orders . I snap my head to look at him

w-what i... I get cut off by him

aww sweetheart you thought we were done with you he says in a sickly sweet tone as him and Chris switch places .

flip.over .now he orders and I reluctantly do .

You gonna take it like a good girl he asks with a smirk and I nod my head.

he smacks me on the cheek

im not goanna remind you again use your words he growls out and I whimper

y-yes sir

he smirks Yes sir what he asks tilting his head

yes sir ill t-take it like a good girl I whimper out as I look into his darkened eyes.

good he smiles as he lines his dick to my entrance and slides in with a groan and I whimper. Im still so sensitive from chris and matts just a tiny bit smaller than him so it doesn't help the sensitive feeling at all.

he starts pounding into me so deep my eyes roll back and I let out a scream .

yeah you feel how deep I am he grits out as he presses down on my lower stomach where hes bulging in me .

I try and push his hand off by grabbing his wrist but Chris slaps me across the face

you take what we give you now open he growls at me as he taps his dick on my lips .

I let go off matts hand and angle my head to the side opening my mouth letting Chris slide deep into my throat immediately couching and gagging on him. Matt angles his hips to hit just the right spot to make me squirt and the pressure he's putting on my stomach has my juices spraying out of me all over him , the bed and me. I scream onto Chris making him groan loudly as he grabs onto my hair.

Holy fuck atta girl he groans as my legs shake and I stop squirting.

He starts pounding into me again still holding his hand on my lower stomach . Im crying and whimpering as they both abuse my holes . I want to push Matt away from how overstimulated i'm becoming but refrain from doing so knowing it'll only make him go harder.

I squirt again and Matt has to pull out from the force.

I scream around Chris as my whole body spasms and my stomach contracts .

Fuck keep fucking moaning around me and ill fill this slutty little mouth in no time he groans as he speeds up his thrusts and i'm gagging and choking from how deep he's getting.

Matt thrusts back in making me scream out again and Chris whimpers as his hips sputter and his grip on my hair tightens . I cry out from how hard he pulling as tears stream down my face showing no signs of stopping until they're done with me.

Fuck this pussy is so fucking wet Matt groans as he grips my hips and slams so hard into me I can barely breathe.

I swallow around Chris and that makes him immediately fill my throat with his cum.

God damn he groans as he pulls out of my mouth and watches me swallow it down with a smirk on his face.

I look back up at Matt as he smirking down at me as his hair hangs over his hooded eyes and his horse chain dangles in my face.

My hands come around his back as my nails cut into his skin.

Only small whimpers escape me but no other sounds will come out .

what's the matter we fuck you dumb he asks in a deep cocky tone as he smiles down at me sending a chill up my spine.

mmmm I whine as I squirt again out of nowhere causing me to shake underneath him.

Fuck he groans as my juices spill out all over his dick and the bed under me. Im certain there will be a puddle when we're done.

M-matt i cry out as my nails drag down his back deeply . I can barely get words out . Im breathing heavy as my legs tremble and my back arches as I feel another orgasm coming in.

You gonna cum hmm he says in a husky voice

I nod my head as my eye brows furrow and my body begins too numb.

not unless you beg for it he says in a deep humiliating tone that has me pulsing even more around him.

I-- mmm p- I try my best to get the words out but I physically cant.

oh come on you can try harder than that he teases as his fingers come down to play with my clit making the pain of my incoming orgasm even worse.

mmmm p-PLEASE PLEASE SIR CAN I CUM I finally get out I didn't mean to scream it it just came out that way.

mmmm I don't know chris what do you think he says as Chris looks down at me smirking darkly.

mm I don't think she begged hard enough he says with a deep chuckle

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE FUCK PLEASE I scream out as I stare into matts dark dead eyes.

he smiles cum he orders me and I do as my entire body shakes and my breathing stops for a couple seconds . My body slumps back onto the bed as my breathing is erratic and my whole body is numb and tingly .

My nails dig so deep I know his back will be burning for days but he doesn't seem to care as he just smirks down at me .

Chris comes down to my level stroking my face as tears stream down and matt still pounds into me . Seriously how the fuck does he have this much stamina .

Such a good little whore for us y/n he whispers and I whimper as one of my hands moves to his wrist as I slide his hand onto my neck .

He smirks as his eyes glisten

Aww did our little slut wanna be choked he says in a patronizing voice making my eyes roll back as raspy whimper escape my mouth .

fuck gonna fill this little pussy matt groans as he starts to loose rhythm and pounds deep and rough as he groans and his hips still as his cum spills into me and I whimper.

Chris leans in bringing me into a deep sensual kiss as he squeezes my neck making me whimper into the kiss.

he pulls away bringing his hand back up to my face and placing a kiss on my forehead . My eyes are hazy and my body is numb my legs feeling like 10 pound weights.

Matt pulls out making me hiss from how sore and sensitive I am.

J-jesus christ I whisper out making them both chuckle .

You okay matt says as he throws on his boxers and some sweatpants

mhm I hum as I nod my head as i'm still trying to catch my breathe.

Come on legs go get you cleaned up Chris says as he pick me up and carries me to the bathroom starting the water in the bathtub.

He sets me on the toilet letting me so my business while he grabs a change of clothes for me .

I finish up and he comes back in as I'm standing on wobbly ass legs holding onto the counter.

He turns off the tub adding some body wash making it a bubble bath and helping me get into the tub as I sit down my muscle instantly relax and I sigh in exhaustion.

he uses his hands to cup water and pout it over my hair washing away the sweat and tears that had dried in my hair line.

You doing okay we didn't go to hard did we he asks as he gives me a concerned look.

No no im okay it was the best sex ive ever had I say with a small laugh making him smile at me widely .

Good I think we should probably skip tomorrow I don't think your legs would be happy about standing around for hours on end he says as he runs his hands down my shoulder .

Yeah I agree im so sore I say smiling as I look at him with half open eyes . i'm so tired and the hot bath water is only making me more tired.

you tired Matt says as he comes on with a towel for me .

yeah exhausted actually I say as I start to get up and out of the tub as Matt wraps the towel around my body and rubbing me down to dry me off.

They both help me get my clothes on which consist of one of matts shirt and a pair of christ boxers.

I smile as I look in the mirror and go to rinse my face off since there was dried sweat and some spit mixed with chris's cum on my chin . after I finish washing my face off we all make it back into the room and lay down .

these sheets are different Chris says as he looks down at them.

Yeah cause princess over here made a big mess he teases making me groan and hide my face in embarrassment .

they both chuckle

hey don't be embarrassed it was hot chris says as he kisses my forehead .

yeah yeah im tired now lets go to sleep I say with a yawn .

goodnight matt says as he turns off the lights and turns the fan on .

"night" me and chris say In unison as he spoons me from the back .

Matt come to lay down and I sling my arm over his bare stomach .

we all drift to sleep happy with how are trip is going so far.

💋

[oliveisme533]

My dad’s neighbor is a dilf

Chapter 4

Joel Miller x You

Summery: You had decided to spend your summer in Austin with your dad. You used to spend almost every summer there, but hadn't spent a summer there since you were a teenager. Which means you hadn't seen a certain Joel Miller in years..

Warnings: abusive ex is back. Verbal abuse and physical violence (not against reader)

You roll over in your bed with a groan and stretch your arms. Grabbing your phone you check the time 10:03. Early for you. You decide to hop in the shower before your dad can ask you to help pick up fallen branches in the yard from last nights storm. You let the scolding water hit your body and you draw in a deep breath. Tomorrow was Monday which meant your dad would be back to work and you wouldn't have anyone to talk to or hang out with until 5 o'clock. Rinsing the soap from your face you contemplated just what to do with tomorrow, in fact you were beginning to wonder how to make use of your summer in general. The last couple weeks of doing nothing had been a much needed reprieve from your busy life, but you were starting to get a little stir crazy. You turned off the water, still deep in thought when you heard your phone buzzing. You tiptoed over to your bedside table and saw Joel's name lighting up the screen. "Why is he calling me?" You pick up the phone ...

Hello Hey sweetheart didn't wake ya did I? No no I've been up...for a few minutes (Joel chuckled) Well hey listen, one of my coworkers was looking for a sitter for tonight. He and the Misses are going out and their regular girl can't make it. Any interest in an easy job for the night? Oh yeah I can definitely do that. God know I've got nothing else going on. Okay I'll send you the info! Thanks darlin'

Obviously he wasn't calling just because he wanted to chat with you. It was a stupid thing to even hope for. The rest of the day went by relatively slowly, but when 6 o'clock rolled around you put some snacks in your back pack, a phone charger, and a book you had been trying to finish for several weeks now. The babysitting was easy. It was one kid, she was four years old and for the most part did whatever you asked. The parents told you they would be out late so when 11:45 rolled around you weren't surprised they hadn't come home yet. The house was quiet...too quiet. You never much liked this part of being a baby sitter. It was different when you did it for Sarah. The millers house was always warm and full of life. Those nights when Joel did get home a little later you felt safe curling up in on his couch with the TV on. Most of the times you would fall asleep like that and Joel would drive you home the next day after making you and Sarah breakfast. You smile at the memory. The sounds of the house settling are enough to snap you from this daydream down memory lane. "Fuck I really don't like this huge, quiet house. What if I call someone to keep me company. Dad will be asleep, so would mom and my sister. I bet Joel Miller is awake..." you stare at your phone and contemplate this next move. "Fuck it" you mutter and tape his name. The phone only rings a couple of times before you hear Joel's husky voice. A twinge of guilt shoots through you as you fear you've woken him up.

Hello? Everything okay? Hey, yeah I'm so sorry did I wake you? I was just restin' my eyes that's all. I ain't in bed yet. Well I just- I really don't like being in these houses all by myself. It sounds stupid but it's kinda scary I guess. 'S not stupid. You want someone to talk to-keep ya company? Yeah... and I figured you'd be awake still, but I guess I figured wrong You're all right honey, I really don't mind. I needed to get off this couch and sleep in my bed any how. But how 'bout you tell me about your day? My day was pretty boring honestly. I played with the cat, ate some ice cream and watched TV Wat'd ya watch? Love island What in the hell is that?

You laughed and proceeded to tell him all about the show. A little while passed and then you heard the lock click and knew the parents were home. You told Joel you had to go to which he responded "alright let me know when you get home safe. Can call me if you want." Back home you pondered whether or not you should call Joel. It was late and you were feeling tired, but you wanted to talk to him. After slipping into your pajamas you felt like you could hardly stay awake much longer, but you were determined to take advantage of this invitation from Joel to call him. So you tapped his name and watched the phone ring. You put it to your ear and your heart sank with each unanswered ring. When it went to voicemail you resolved that he had likely fallen asleep and you decided to do the same.

The next day you woke up early (ish) at 9:00. Your dad had already left for work. You roll over in your bed to check your phone and your heart pounds.

Missed call from Joel Miller 36m ago

You're hoping he's not at work yet and call him back quickly. "Hey sweetheart" he picks up within a few rings. "Sorry I missed your call last night. I ended up falling asleep and didn't hear the phone." It was so nice to hear his voice first thing in the morning. "Oh you don't need to apologize. I didn't really need anything, I just like talking to you" you could almost hear Joel grin as he said "well I like talkin' to you too sugar" you had walked down to your kitchen to put on a pot of coffee at this point when you say "hey why aren't you at work?" "Waitin for some parts to come in for this current job. Until they do there's nothin else I can really do. But the parts are supposed to be here by noon... so I'll get my ass to work in a couple hours" you notice a note taped to the fridge as Joel finishes saying all this. "I completely forget" you mutter to yourself, but apparently Joel hears. "What'd you forget?" "My dad left me a note reminding me that he's gone on a business trip and won't be back until Thursday." "Oh that's right. Your dad did mention that. Told me to keep an eye out for ya." "Did he really? "Yeah I mean you're going to be by yourself in that big house for almost 3 days" "I'm a grown ass woman though!" Joel chuckled. "No ones sayin you ain't, darlin. Dads worry and that don't change from when you're 5 or when you're 25" "I guess that's fair enough" you shrug. "I should get my day started here... might go on a run and catch up on laundry" "Well if you need anything the next couple of days just hollar" You hang up the phone with brief goodbyes and run your fingers through your tangled bed head. You groan as you massage your temple. "What the fuck am I doing?? I'm catching feelings for Joel fucking Miller. What's worse is that I'm flirting with him too"

Against your better judgement you decide to text Joel later in the day Hey what time you get off tonight? I should be wrapping up by 7...Why? You want to swing by for dinner? Nothing fancy. I'm just bored and I don't love being here alone in the evenings for long periods of time lol. Well I ain't gonna turn you down for some dinner. I'll see you at 7:30. Can I pick anything up at the store for ya on my way there? Well if you're offering... maybe some ice cream? And a bottle of rosè You got it

The rest of the day went by slowly. 7:30 couldn't get here fast enough. You were hoping for something to happen tonight with Joel, but you weren't sure what that would be. You hadn't decided if the lingering glances from him were just something you were imagining or actually happening. Around 6:30 you decide to hope in the shower and of course shave...because you never know right? After your shower you settle on wearing a simple, linen dress that's super comfortable and not all that fancy.  At exactly 7:30 you hear the doorbell ring. You jump off the sofa to answer it, your heart in your throat. But when you open the door, you're afraid you might be sick. It's not Joel Miller who stands there, but your toxic ex boyfriend ...Ben.

"What the fuck are you doing? You need to leave" Ben smirks. "Aren't you a delight. I just wanted to talk to you, and since you've block my number I had to take matters into my hands." Your heart was racing. Ben had never shown any physical violence against you, but you didn't know what he was capable and you didn't want to find out. "I thought I made myself really fucking clear that we are over" you said with a shaky voice. "Baby I just don't think you get to make that call. I mean I've done so much to make this relationship work. You can't just throw all that away. You know you're never going to find another guy who puts up with your shit." That was it. Something in you snapped. Something that had been brewing for literally years was about to come out. "No fuck you!" You shoved him in the chest with both palms and he stumbled back just a step, caught off guard by your motion. "Screw you! I don't need a guy to put up with anything about me, you asshole. You act like you're some fucking hero for tolerating the fact that I struggle with my mental health and stuff!" Ben was fuming now. You had never laid hands on him and you could tell the shove had lit something inside him too. "You have issues you know that?! You have fucking issues in your head!" He screamed at you getting up in your face and grabbing your arms tightly, pinning them to your sides. Out of the corner of your eye you saw Joel's truck coming down the street and pulling into your drive way. Ben was now shaking you and yelling "YOU'RE SUCH A BITCH.." he didn't get to finish his sentence because a firm hand grabbed him by the shoulder and yanked him backwards.

If looks could kill...you had never seen such an expression on Joel. He looked like he could tear Ben to pieces right then and there, yet he maintained a calm composure. "I suggest you get the fuck off this porch and don't come back, son" Joel said in a low voice. Ben scoffed. "Get out of here, old man. This ain't your business" Ben spat. "Son, we can do this the easy way or the hard way." Ben let his head fall back and let out a chuckle that sent a chill down your spine. "Is that so?" Without warning Ben threw a punch and Joel and narrowly missed "Ben!" You shrieked. Ben straightened up sent another punch. Joel grabbed his wrist, mid punch and yanked him in close. Joel towered over him. "Do not make me repeat myself again. I said get the fuck off this porch, or things will get ugly." At this Joel shoved Ben forcefully away, causing him to stumble backwards. Ben still looked angry, but now there was a hint of fear in his eyes too. He gave you one last glare and then jogged back to his car.

As soon as Ben's car sped off. Joel sun around. "Are you okay??" He asked, grabbing your face in his hands. "Um yeah" you managed to squeak. "I mean that fucking scared me tho." Joel looked like he might be sick. "I am so sorry wasn't here at 7:30. If I got here on time- " "Joel come on you don't need to do that. It's not like either of us had any idea Ben would show up here. I'm glad you came when you did though." Joel massaged the bridge of his nose. He looked stressed and was probably imaging what would have happened if he didn't show up at all. He shook his head and squeezed his eyes shut as if trying to rid himself of the notion. "Joel look at me I'm fine!" You said pulling his hand away from his face. Joel took your hand in his and stroked it with his thumb. "Okay" he said softly. "Did you get my ice cream?" You said trying to change the subject. A smile tugged at his mouth. "Yeah I did, baby"

You had made spaghetti for dinner, about one of the only dishes you were confident in preparing. You and Joel sat at the table in silence and you watched as he pushed his food around. "I'm sorry I'm not a chef...if you want we could just order a pizza?" You suggested. Joel looked up at you seemingly caught off guard. "No no no it's not that! The meal is delicious. I guess I just don't have an appetite. That's all." You pushed back from the table and the chair scraping against the hardwood made Joel jump slightly. "Baby I didn't mean to offend you it's just" you laughed as you reached for the shelf above the stove "Joel I'm not mad I'm just looking for something." Joel slowly walked towards where you were balancing on a stool trying to get the top door of the cabinet open. "Um...what's that?" You grunted as you finally got hold of what it was you were looking for. "My dad's red wine. It's gross too me, but he always says red wine gives you an appetite." You hopped off the stool and thrust the bottle into his chest. "Where's the wine you got me? I would like to get into that like asap." Before waiting for a response you went into the other room where the grocery bag still sat with the ice cream and wine and dug out the bottle. You hastily removed the top and began drinking. "Y/n...slow down what are you doing?" You removed the bottle from your lips and wiped your mouth. "What does it look like I'm doing?" Joel's face was laced with concern. "Okay that's enough. I'm calling your dad, you can stay at mine until he gets home. I'm sure he'll book the first flight back when he hears.." you didn't let Joel finish. He had tried to grab the bottle from your hands "no, fuck off I'm a grown woman. I don't need you calling me dad to tell on me or whatever." Joel placed both hands in his hair and squeezed his head "sweetheart you're clearly not okay! And for good reason... will you just let me help you? I'm worried about you. This shit wasn't in any of the parenting books I read before Sarah.." "you're not my dad!" "No no I'm not saying that I just" ... "is that all this is? You want to fill the void of not having your daughter at home this summer. So you come over here to parent me because my dad's not here? I don't fucking need that Joel I don't want you to see me that way."

...to be continued

[talanashta]

Thursday Morning

For this prompt ("school days") for the Four or More Fic-a-thon @fourormore

Rating: T | No CWs | Word Count: 2,114 | Pairings: Spicy Six Polycule Plus Chrissy Additional Tags: Disabled Max Mayfield | Post Season 4 | Steve's POV

Continuation of the "my lonely days are gone" series. Read Part 1, Read Part 2

As Steve came to that morning, he leaned up a little to see around Eddie. The alarm clock read 5:58 AM, just two minutes before his alarm went off, so there was little point in pretending he could get any more sleep.

Carefully, he climbed over Eddie to get out of bed and shut the alarm clock off. As soon as his feet hit the floor, both Robin and Eddie were scooching over in their sleep to fill the warm, empty space he’d left behind between them.

He stepped softly to the bathroom, where he got ready for the morning. A quick shower, a teeth-brushing, and a hairstyle later, he was out of the ensuite and bedroom, headed downstairs to start getting the rest of the household ready for the day. 

He double-checked the calendar in the kitchen to make sure nothing special or extra was happening today, and there wasn’t. Max did have a field trip tomorrow that he was chaperoning, so he made a mental note to get together everything they’d need for that tonight. They were making a day trip to Indy, so he’d need to prep everyone’s lunches ahead of time to have ready in the fridge, and Max would need a bag of her spare medical supplies prepped since she obviously wouldn’t have access to the nurse’s office on the trip.

Today was Thursday, so… He jogged through everyone’s schedules for the day. Nancy, Jon, and Argyle had class all day, Robin had a shift in the morning then class in the afternoon, Chrissy was the opposite with classes in the morning and a shift in the afternoon, Eddie had work, and Max had school. That meant breakfast for everyone, since the few of them that would normally skip breakfast had busy schedules today.

After pulling some veggies out of the fridge, Steve started to make breakfast. Everyone was due to wake up in the next 45 minutes or so, and he wanted everything ready before then.

The oven got set to ‘Warm,’ potatoes were shredded and dumped in a pan with some hot oil, and a loaf of bread was sliced to be toasted. After the first flip of the hashbrowns, Steve put another pan on the stovetop with some chopped veggies. As the bread popped out of the toaster, he buttered each slice and tossed them on a plate in the oven.

Soon the veggies were soft so Steve cracked and whisked a dozen eggs, pouring them into the pan too. Checking his watch, he saw it was 6:55. Just on time. Once the eggs firmed up, he salted and peppered them and added a handful of cheese. It was the last pan to go into the oven to stay warm, and he shut the oven door just as he heard Max’s alarm go off.

By the time he reached her bedroom door, he could no longer hear the beeping. The question was, did she actually wake up, or did she just roll back over and try to go back to sleep?

“Max?” he called, knocking on her door.

“Come in!” he heard her reply.

He slowly pushed open the door, just enough to poke his head in and ask, “How’re we feeling this morning?”

She scowled at him. “You don’t have to baby me,” she complained. “I’m fine. I can get myself ready.”

Both of them knew, though, that wasn’t always the case, but Steve also knew how much it grated on Max to need help with basic stuff, so he let it be.

“Okay,” he said with a smile. “I just smiled.” He always tried his best to let her know things she couldn’t see, especially when she didn’t have her glasses on, like now. (Not that her glasses really helped much.) “Breakfast is ready, so it’ll be waiting on the table for you.”

“Fine. Now go away so I can get changed.” She waved her hands and shooed him.

As he was pulling her door shut behind him, Nancy, Jonathan, and Argyle came up the stairs from the basement. Argyle was still half-asleep like he always was at this time of morning.

“Morning,” Steve greeted them. “Breakfast’s ready, just need to set the table.”

“Thanks, Steve,” Nancy said, headed to the dining room, pulling Argyle behind her.

Jon stayed in the hall with him. “Let me help.”

Steve nodded. “Sure. I appreciate it.”

The two of them headed through to the kitchen, Steve pulling pans and plates out of the oven, and Jon pulling plates and silverware out of the cupboards and drawers. Soon, they had all the food on the table along with drinks.

Max rolled out of her room and over to the table as the last few cups were being placed; she took her normal spot where they always left a gap large enough for her wheelchair to slot into place between the chairs.

Steve tilted his head, trying to listen for noises from upstairs but didn’t hear anything. “You guys go ahead and get started. I’ll go get the others.”

Once he was upstairs, he heard Chrissy’s soft, sweet voice saying something that he couldn’t make out. As he opened the door, he saw why no one was down yet.

Robbie wasn’t in bed, but he heard the sink running in the ensuite, so he assumed she was getting ready. Chrissy was in bed, along with Eddie, who was completely enveloped in his blanket in a cocoon.

“Hey, Steve,” Chrissy greeted softly. “Eddie isn’t feeling too good. I think he might have a fever.” She rubbed Eddie’s back (?) through the blankets.

“Oh, Eds,” Steve said, heading over and sitting on the edge of the bed next to the lump that was Eddie.

“I hate this,” he heard Eddie say, muffled through the blankets. “Everything hurts.”

Robin came out of the bathroom just then. “I grabbed the thermometer,” she said and held it out to Steve.

Eddie must’ve been able to hear Robin through his plush armor because he wiggled a little and stuck his head out, mouth open.

Steve tried not to make him wait too long, uncapping the thermometer, turning it on, and putting it in Eddie’s mouth.

All three of them waited, surrounding Eddie and staring at the device until it beeped. When Steve pulled it out of his boyfriend’s mouth, he read, “100.7”

Chrissy made a soft coo-ing noise and brushed back Eddie’s bangs. “Poor thing.”

He saw Eddie pout. “No wonder I’m so cold,” he complained.

Robin tapped Steve on the shoulder and gestured to the door. “I’ll go get him medicine. We need to restock our bathroom because I couldn’t find any in there.”

There almost certainly was some in the ensuite because he took some yesterday. Actually, he was fairly certain it was right next to where Robin got the thermometer, even, silly Robbie. It wouldn’t kill Eddie to wait the extra minute it took Robin to go down the hall and come back, though, so he didn’t argue, just watching her leave without saying anything.

Instead, he turned to Chrissy and said, “Robs and I’ll make sure he’s okay, Chris. Why don’t you go down and eat breakfast? You’ve got class in just over an hour, and I don’t want you to be late.”

Chrissy nodded and pressed a soft kiss to his lips, then turned and pressed a kiss to Eddie’s forehead and said, “Feel better, baby. I’ll come back and check on you at lunch. I love you.” She grabbed some clothes from the dresser, Steve assumed so she could get ready in another room and not bother Eddie again. Chrissy was always so considerate like that.

The two girls passed each other in the doorway with a quick kiss, and Chrissy gave one last wave goodbye to Eddie before disappearing into the hall. Soon, Robin was at his side with the bottle of aspirin.

“Got it,” she said, shaking the bottle in front of him.

Steve smiled at her. “Thanks, Bobin. Can you give him two and hang out up here so I can take Max to school?”

When Robin nodded, he checked with Eddie, “You okay if I go get everyone else taken care of? I’ll be back in just a little bit.”

Eddie just wiggled deeper into the bed and his pillow and blanket. “Mhm, Robbie can protect me from my big, bad cold. Drive safe. Tell MadMax I said to have a good day.”

“Okay, baby,” he replied and kissed Eddie’s cheek. After he stood, he wrapped Robin up in a big hug and said to her, “Thanks, Robbie.”

“’Course, dingus,” she said, hugging him back.

He pressed a kiss to her forehead and let her go. As he went to leave the room, he told both of them, “Love you both. Be back soon. Walkie me if something comes up.”

Robin sent him off with a smile, and Eddie gave him a nod.

Steve headed back downstairs so he could pack Nancy, Jonathan, and Argyle’s lunch, only to enter the kitchen and find Jon already on top of it, making PB&Js.

Jonathan gave Steve a smile and said, “Chrissy already told us Eddie’s sick. So don’t worry about us. I already got Max’s lunch packed, and her backpack’s ready to go by the garage door.” Steve sighed in relief. “You’re a lifesaver, Jon. Thank you.” He pulled Jonathan into a quick hug before heading off to find Max. Luckily, she wasn’t far, hanging out in the living room and listening to the radio.

“Ready for school?” he asked her.

She spun her chair around toward his voice. “Yeah.” Then she started rolling off toward the garage.

He honestly loved how confident she’d gotten in getting around their home. He just wished she could be as confident everywhere else. Unfortunately, they’d been having trouble getting her on a list for a service dog, which they’d been told was her best bet for increased mobility. It wasn’t that she wasn’t qualified; it was just how the system worked. 

The nearest organization was in Indianapolis and had a waitlist that was five years long. Chicago had a couple organizations with shorter waitlists, but it’d still be over a year, and they’d have to travel all the way there to stay during the handover training. Of course, they got her name put down on every list they could, just hoping for whatever reason, she’d get chosen sooner, but until then, they’d keep waiting.

After he caught up with her in the garage, he helped her into the minivan. They’d finally gotten enough money together to get one that she could use with her wheelchair, so he could stop unloading her from her chair to the car and back again. Once she was secured, he hopped into the driver’s seat and double-checked one last time before backing out, “All set?”

“Yeah, let’s go, or we’re going to be late,” she said.

Steve took his daily route around Hawkins, picking up the other kids to haul to school. As each kid climbed in, he greeted them, eventually having seven noisy children bouncing around his van.

“Steve!” Dustin said when they pulled up.

Turning to look at him, Steve said, “Yeah?”

“Can we come over after school?” he asked. All the other kids started to give pleading looks in the background.

He could only pinch the bridge of his nose and sigh. “Fine, but Eddie’s sick so you need to behave,” he told them; if he could actually keep them away, he would say ‘no,’ but he knew that wasn’t happening. He reached into the cupholder and pulled out a small handful of quarters, passing them to Dustin. “You all need to call your parents during lunch and let them know, too.”

The kids all hooted and hollered as they clambered out of the van, Max rolling out close behind. Ellie made sure the ramp was back in place and shut the door behind her best friend. She always was one of Steve’s favorites.

All the kids started to head into the school, but halfway there, Dustin turned and rushed back to the van and knocked on the passenger window. Steve rolled it down to hear him ask quietly, “Is Eddie going to be okay?”

“Yeah, Dust,” Steve reassured his little brother with a smile. “Just a bad cold. You’ll just have to try not to get too noisy when you guys come over.”

“Okay!” Dustin chirped, perking back up. “Bye, Mom! Thanks for the ride!” he hollered as he ran off.

He could only roll his eyes as he pulled away from the drop-off zone and headed home.

Edit: I was inspired by a comment to write a bit more for this story (500+ Words!). You can find it in the comments on AO3.

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[let-me-luve-you]

Qualified

Part 2 of the Road to the World Cup Series

Christian Pulisic x Reader

Summary: Christian and his high school sweetheart celebrate their son as well as qualifying for the World Cup.

Warning: Hints at sex (at the end)

Word Count: 3.3K

MASTERLIST

CHRISTIAN PULISIC MASTERLIST

BUY ME A COFFEE

“Momma! Momma! Wake up!” Y/N felt someone trying to shake her. “Daddy! Get up!” She felt bouncing and opened her eyes to find a very happy four year old bouncing between his two parents. “Momma!”

Y/N and Christian welcomed a healthy baby boy on March 30, 2018.Cayden Mate Pulisic is a clone of his father. There is nothing of Y/N in him. Christian likes to tell her that Cayden got her personality and heart, but so far, he is all Christian. 

Today, Y/N laid in a hotel room with Christian and Cayden in San Jose, Costa Rica on her baby’s fourth birthday. She couldn’t believe he was already turning four and by the look on his face, he was super excited to be four. 

“Happy birthday Cay! Come give Momma a hug.” Y/N said, pulling the young boy towards her. As he hugged her, she quietly got out of bed. She checked to make sure Christian was still asleep. “Let’s get ready while Daddy sleeps a little bit more. He’s got a big game tonight and needs his rest.”

“Is he not going to play with me today because he needs rest?” Cayden asked with his innocent eyes big and sad. 

“He is going to play with you. Remember we are going to lunch with grandma and grandpa. Daddy is going with us. Then you get to go with Daddy and the boys.” Y/N reminded the young boy of their day plans. 

“Oh yeah! I get to see the boys! I’m so excited!” He smiled at his mom. Quickly gathering what they needed to get ready for the day, Y/N took Cayden into the bathroom and set him on the counter. 

“Brush your teeth for me real quick please. I’m going to get dressed and then I’ll help you.” Cayden nodded and grabbed his toothbrush and toothpaste. Y/N dressed quickly in  a USMNT tee and some ripped jeans. She watched Cayden finish brushing his teeth before helping him off the counter to get dressed. 

“I want to look like Daddy today Momma.” He said as he looked out the outfit she had picked out. “I want my jersey.”

“I know baby, but you’ll get it dirty before the game. We can put it on you before you ride with Daddy on the bus.” He looked annoyed but nodded. Y/N had picked out a dark wash pair of jeans with a US soccer shirt. “This work until after lunch?” 

“Yeah. Can I go see if Daddy is awake now?” Cayden asked. His mom nodded before opening the door for him. She peaked around the corner to see Cayden climb up on the bed and poke his dad’s nose. Christian scrunched his face up before wrapping an arm around Cayden.

“Ten more minutes bud. Cuddle with me for ten minutes and then we can get up and play.” Christian said as he kissed Cayden’s forehead. Cayden let out a happy sigh as he cuddled closer to Christian. Next thing Y/N knows, both of her boys are snoring softly. 

Y/N checked the clock and saw that it was only 6:45 am. She never understood how Cayden was such a morning person when neither his dad nor mom were. Y/N decided to go finish getting ready for the day. She knew that if the US wins tonight, she will be up late with an early flight tomorrow morning, so she might as well start working on packing bags after she finished her hair and make up. 

Walking back into the room, Y/N saw the abundance of toys on the floor. She picked a couple of small ones to keep out that could easily fit into Cayden’s backpack and then packed the rest in his little suitcase. They had been to a lot of places in the past few weeks. They started in London before going to France back to London before traveling to Middlesbrough and back to London with Chelsea FC. Then traveled to Houston, Texas for training before traveling to Mexico for a World Cup Qualifying match. From there, they went to Orlando before ending in Costa Rica. Normally, Cayden wouldn’t have made all of the trips, but Christian really wanted him to be there for the last leg of qualifying so they would be together on his birthday. As for the Europe trip, they’re babysitter was out sick so they had no choice but to load him up.

Shockingly enough, Cayden didn't complain. He has had small moments of crankiness, but he has enjoyed being around his dad so much as well as his dad’s teammates. No one adored Christian more than Cayden. Whatever Christian did, Cayden did. It was Y/N’s absolute favorite thing to witness.

As she continued to clean up around the room, she had moved onto packing hers and Christian’s stuff. Christian woke up and saw his son tucked into his chest. Not bothered to be sleeping in jeans. Looking for his beautiful wife, he saw her folding clothes and putting them into his suitcase. He noticed she left out his outfit to wear to the stadium, a tee and shorts for his carry on, and an outfit to wear after the game. It was the small things like that, that made him fall even deeper in love with her. 

“Babe,” He whispered to get her attention. Y/N turned around and smiled at the man holding their son. “Come lay down with us.”

Nodding her head and putting the clothes down, she crawled on the bed and snuggled as close to Christian as she could without squishing Cayden. Christian gave her a small kiss on the forehead as they cuddled close and just enjoyed the quiet. 

It was now 8:15 am and it was almost time to wake Cayden up to go eat breakfast with the team. Before you could wake him up, he woke up on his own. 

“Morning birthday boy!” Christian whispered, knowing Cayden did not like a lot of noise when he first woke up. Cayden looked up at him before smiling and digging his face into Christian’s chest. “Stretch it out bub.”

“Morning daddy.” Cayden whispered back before turning to Y/N. “Morning Momma.” He leaned up and gave you a kiss on the cheek before turning and doing the same to Christian. Christian grabbed him and started tickling him. Cayden’s laughter filled the room.

“How about you let Daddy get up and then we will go downstairs to eat breakfast with everyone? Sound good?” Y/N asked Cayden. Cayden nodded before giving Christian another kiss before moving towards you. She grabbed his socks and shoes from beside the bed and helped him get them on before she did the same for herself. Christian was quick in the bathroom and was already dressed in his game day attire. 

“Let's go see everyone, birthday boy!” Christian said as he grabbed Cayden and carried him out of the room. When they entered the ballroom that the team had rented out, everyone yelled ‘happy birthday Cayden,’ at the young boy smiling brightly in his father’s arms. He wiggled to be let down and then ran around the room to greet everyone. 

Kelley and Mark joined the young family after breakfast. Y/N felt bad they couldn’t do a lot of things she knew Cayden would rather be doing, but they had plans for Christian’s days off when they returned back to London. Christian did play with Cayden all morning before lunch. Tyler and Weston did as well. Other teammates played for a bit before going to do other things. 

After lunch, Kelley and Mark joined Y/N, Christian, and Cayden in their room for cupcakes. Christian wanted to lay down for a bit before he had to leave so he said he would eat his cupcake later tonight before laying on the bed. Cayden ate his cupcake before going and laying his head on his dad’s stomach facing Christian. Y/N sat on a small chair next to the couch, quietly talking to her in-laws. Christian joined into the conversation every once in a while, but his main focus was running his hand through Cayden’s hair, watching him fight sleep. Soon enough, both boys were out cold. 

Kelley and Mark were Y/N’s ride to the stadium, so they stayed and talked while also watching tv. Mark also fell asleep so Y/N and Kelley talked about random things that came up. 

Y/N woke Christian after he was asleep for a little over an hour. He slowly got out of bed, leaving Cayden to his midafternoon nap. He knew the little boy needed as much sleep as he could get. He felt horrible for dragging him all over the world but he is so grateful to have him with him to make these memories more memorable. 

As it got closer for Christian to leave, he woke the little one up and gave him his wake up cuddles. He was never annoyed that his son did this. If anything, he took advantage of being able to wake him up when he could because he knew Cayden wouldn’t do this forever. 

“Let’s get your jersey on you bub.” Christian whispered as he rubbed the boys back. Cayden nodded his head and lifted his arms when his dad set him back on the bed. Mark and Kelley watched with love written on their faces. They loved watching Christian be a dad. “There we go! You look just like me. No one will be able to tell the difference when I put my jersey on.”

Cayden smiled with pride as the rest of you gave a little laugh. Cayden hopped off the bed before running to Kelley.

“Granma, did you hear that?” She smiled big at her grandson and nodded.

“I did. Your daddy is going to have to put on a different jersey so I can tell the two of you a part.” Mark laughed as Cayden looked offended that she would suggest such a thing.

Christian watched on as Cayden bounced from his parents to his wife and back again. He put on his shoes and packed the last few things in his backpack as well as Cayden’s. 

“Alright Cay, you ready to get on the bus?” Christian asked. Cayden nodded before he sprinted to his father. Christian held his hand and led him towards Y/N.

“You be good for Daddy. I will come get you in a little bit so you can sit with me during the game. Okay?” Cayden nodded. You stood up and turned to Christian, “Good luck tonight. Go do your thing. I love you.”

“I love you too,” Christian said before giving you a quick kiss. He pulled Cayden out the door carrying both backpacks on either shoulder. Y/N laughed because normally Cayden is all for wearing his own backpack. 

After an hour of sitting in the lobby talking with other US family members, the Pulisics decided to head to the game. Kelley and Mark headed to the concession stand to get Cayden a water and some food before they sat down as Y/N went down to get him as he sat on the bench watching the guys warm up. 

When Sarah saw Y/N walk up, she grabbed Cayden’s hand and led him to her. Sarah was always a blessing when Christian was traveling with the national team. She runs the social media for them and has always looked after Cayden when he tags along. No one asked her, she just did. She claimed that it wasn’t an issue. Gave her something to do when she wasn’t posting. 

“Thanks Sarah. Do you need anything?” Y/N asked as she pulled Cayden over the railing with his badge hanging around his neck. 

“I’m good. Thank you though.” She smiled at her. “Oh! You have to see this.” Sarah pulled out her phone and it was a picture of Christian walking hand in hand with Cayden during the walk through. Then she swiped and showed her a picture of their arrival. Lastly, showed her a picture of Cayden sitting in his father’s lap on the bench as Tyler, Brenden, and Weston sat around them. “I was going to send these to you forever ago but got busy and forgot until I saw you. I’ll send them now.”

“These are amazing! Did you take them?” Y/N asked.

“I did.” She smiled at her as she looked back down at her phone to text the young mom.

“I love them! Thank you! Is it okay if I post them later? Might not be today, but within the next few days?” Y/N always made sure to ask because she never wanted to get any of the content team in trouble. 

“Yeah! Go ahead whenever!” Sarah looked over where Brent was calling to her, “I’ve gotta go, but enjoy the game!”

“Thanks Sarah! Good luck!” Y/N turned to look at Cayden as he walked up and down the aisle. She pointed towards Kelley and Mark and told him they had a snack for him. Cayden took off running towards his grandparents a few sections over and a few rows up. Cayden stopped to talk to Walker’s wife before moving on towards his grandparents.

As the game started, Cayden had moved to her lap to watch. This wasn’t a have to win game like last time, they just couldn’t lose by six. Still, in the back of her mind, she still remembered that October night a little over four years ago.The first half was fine. It was nil-nil at half. Y/N could breathe a little. When the second half started, she started to tense as they got a goal and then shortly got a second. She was terrified that what should be a ridiculous way to not qualify, could actually happen. Cayden, unaware of the situation, was jumping between her legs while cheering. 

When Christian was subbed off in the 84th minute, Cayden slowly started to lose interest, despite knowing these players well. When the final whistle blew, everyone wearing USA celebrated. They had done it. They had qualified for the World Cup. All the families knew that it would be a little bit before the boys came out so they all just sat around waiting. Cayden didn’t understand why.

“I want Daddy!” He yelled. “I want to go see Daddy.”

“I know baby, but we have to wait for them to come out here to us. We can’t go to the locker room right now.” She said, running her hand over his head. Cayden started to cry. She knew he was tired. It was past his bedtime, but she dealt with it because she knew he would stop crying the second he saw Christian. You continued to rock him as he cried, trying to calm him down. 

Tyler was the first one out, he did a quick interview and then talked with his family before he laughed and ran back in to continue celebrating. More players came out for interviews and each one set the little boy off a little bit more. When Walker was done talking to his wife, he saw Cayden bawling his eyes out and told Y/N he would grab Christian. True to his word, Christian came out.

“Hey Cay. No need for tears. I’m here.” Christian said as he took his son and rocked him. Cayden hugged Christian’s neck tight as he tried to calm himself down. Christian rubbed his hand up and down his back as he whispered sweet words to him. “It’s okay. I’m here. Sorry I wasn’t here sooner. I love you Cayden Mate.”

“I love you too Daddy.” Cayden said as he pulled back to look at his dad. Christian puckered his lips to get a kiss and Cayden was quick to give him one. Christian then wiped Cayden’s tears off his face and gave him a tickle to make him laugh. Everyone around was watching with smiles on their faces.

“Now, I’m going to give you back to Momma and then I’ll be back in just a little bit to take pictures.” Christian said. 

“No, I go with you.” Cayden said about to start crying again. 

“Not right now, but when I come back, you can come with me, okay?” Christian compromised. He did not want his son going in there while they were still spraying each other with champagne and beer. Y/N smiled at Christian understanding and reached for Cayden. He wasn’t happy about it, but he went with her. 

Y/N sat back down with Kelley and Mark. They were going to take Cayden for the night and bring him to their room before the bus left for the airport. Y/N just hoped he fell asleep on the car ride back to the hotel. 

Christian was right. The whole team came out in full uniform to see their families properly. Christian quickly hugged his mom and dad before taking Cayden back in his arms. He gave Y/N a kiss and smiled down at her as she congratulated him on qualifying. 

“I’m going to take him and go change. Want me to take him with me to the hotel?” He asked his parents. They nodded. Mark told him he would collect the young boy in the lobby. “I’ll see you here in a bit.” 

Cayden was fighting sleep as Christian walked with him to the locker room. By the time they walked in, Cayden was out cold. It didn’t matter how loud the guys were, they were not going to wake him up. Christian laid him in his locker. His head on his jacket. Christian quickly changed and shoved his stuff into his bag. He scooped up his son and headed towards the bus. It wasn’t much longer before they were headed back to the hotel to celebrate some more before their early flight back home.

Christian held Cayden closer as his little breaths tickled his neck. If it wasn’t for his teammates wanting him and Y/N to celebrate with them, he would easily choose to curl up in bed with his two favorite people and go to sleep, but he knew he had a week off before he had to return back to Chelsea training. 

Mark watched his son walk into the lobby with two bags over his shoulder while also holding a sleeping Cayden. Mark took Cayden carefully before telling Christian to be safe and that he would see him in a little bit. 

Christian walked into the room to put his and Cayden’s bag down. He saw Y/N fixing her hair in the mirror and walked up and wrapped his arms around her waist. 

“Hi baby.” He said sensually as he kissed her neck. 

“Don’t even. We can do that when we get back. We only have five more hours until we need to leave for the airport. Let’s go spend an hour or two with everyone before coming back here and letting me show you how proud I am of you and how much I love you.” She said as she turned in his arm and stood up on her toes putting her lips to his. 

“Then let’s hurry up and leave so we can get back here.” He laughed as he gave her a small kiss. When they reached the restaurant that stayed open just for them, he heard the guys cheering and he smiled bright at his wife. Tonight was going to be a good night.

[cardriocanine]

Our schedule and things I have to remind myself of

2/21/25

Sometimes, like this morning, I feel I am not working hard enough on his puppy training. It seems like I should be doing more to ensure he knows his commands, and I should be doing more to ensure he's following them. But then, then I remember that I've had him for one month. That's it. One month and three days to be exact. I'm not failing him or me... I'm just being silly.

He has a schedule that he's doing well with. We wake up whenever my body says so... usually around 4:30 to 5ish. I go to the restroom and get dressed while he sits patiently in his crate (which is next to my side of the bed). We go outside for a wee, and then back into the bedroom to prepare breakfast. We'll either use the bowl (which he's not overly excited about, his Snoop ball, or hand-feed. Before he starts eating, though, he wants cuddles. I don't force it; I fill his dish and then I sit on the ground. He comes over and flops into my lap for scritches. After about 10 minutes of that, he goes after the food. Once done, he'll drink some water, and then about 10 minutes after he's done eating and drinking, we go out for a poo.

That usually puts us around 5:45 to 6 AM. We'll play in the game room until it's time to leave for school (daycare). We've been practicing getting into the car on his own for the past week, but we're still not fully there yet. We're to the point where he'll put his paws on the seat and kinda try, but he doesn't have confidence in it yet. I have special treats I use to coax him, and today I even tried a frozie (one of his homemade frozen PB/Yogurt treats), but we're not progressing very far yet.

Then it's a 6-minute drive to school, getting him there around 6:30.

I pick him back up around 6:30 in the evening. Sometimes he's full of energy, sometimes he's worn out from playing all day with his friends. We work on getting into the car again, drive the 6 minutes home, and go immediately out for a wee.

We go inside and head to the meal room for dinner. Sometimes it's the bowl, sometimes it's the Snoop.

After dinner, it's out again, then into the playroom for some training and playtime (usually more playtime than training because of the cat, if we're being honest). Out again and then grab a Frozie for his pawsicle ball. Once that's done, he gets his chew treat until 8ish. At that time, he'll go to Place (his cot), and fall asleep. I wake him at 9 for the last bathroom break of the evening, and then "Go to bed" in his crate. He's good until we start it back over in the morning.

Typing this out, I see where my opportunities lie; I need to use mealtime for training a bit better than I'm doing now, and I need to ensure fewer distractions (from Kiki) while doing so.

I'm going to work on a new schedule. Now I'm just brain-dumping, and if you have any thoughts or suggestions, please feel free to drop me a line. I'm very open to outside considerations!

Proposed Schedule (Weekdays):

5 AM: Wake, go out for a wee

5:15: Upstairs and fill treat pouch with breakfast (1.5 cups), off to the playroom

5:15 - 6: Cuddles and Training Sit Lay Down Sit Up Touch Place Shake Focus

6:00 - 6:10: Work on "Up" getting into the car

Drop off at School

6:30 PM: Pick up from school

6:15: Potty Break

6:20: Training with dinner in the meal room Sit Lay Down Sit Up Touch Shake Focus

6:45: Potty Break

6:50 - 7:30: Frozie and Playtime

7:30 - 8: Chew time

8 - 9: Place naptime

9: Bedtime

This looks more structured (and not just because I used bullets lol), and something I can absolutely do.

The only catch is that next week, he'll be boarded for most of the week while I recover from surgery. I can give the daycare his list of commands to work on during that time, but it'll be on their schedule, not mine. Maybe I start this scheduling after he comes home?

IDK, we'll see how tonight goes I guess, and play it by ear from there.

In the meantime, he's a picture of my goober for puptax! This is how he sleeps for his PM naptime

[luvvvvangelssssstories]

What's luvvv?

~ Chapter 4 ~

TW: Just cussin, N word usage and flirting

WRITTEN BY ~ Me (with the support of my bsfs Krissy, Yuri, Andy, Kevo and TJ! Thanks for believing in me when no one else did!)

When we started dating he just got his ass beat. But it was the fact he got his ass beat for me. It's been a week now, DeShawn ain talkin to us and Javier's just friends with everyone still. Me and Deandre? The closets we've ever been. We hated each other since childhood but now we're dating?? The shits crazy. Today me and him finna just watch netflix an shi. "Whatchu wanna watch. AND GET YOUR DIRTY ASS SHOES OFF MY BED! ALWAYS SOMETHIN." he rolls his eyes and flips me off while taking his shoes off. "Anyways I wanna watch spiderman" I pass him the remote and lay down with my hot cheetos.

45 minutes later

"Babe. Respectfully. Miles is so fucking fine. I'd smash." I say while sharing a honey bun with him, "I should be the only one gettin ta smash." he says at me while kissin my cheek. "Technically....in the first one with Miles on it I'd let him smash...you was my boyfriend for only a week so far. He's been my mans for like...eternity." he sits up from his spot, "I'll be ya mans till we die." he turns my head so that way he can kiss me on the lips but as soon as we do my mom walks in, "Ahem. This don't look like no friendship. Look like a goddamn relationship." I feel my cheeks get hot as hell, perks of being black is you will never see me blush. "Uh I was gonna go ina minute Mrs. Aiyannas momma. Uh cya tomorrow." he walks of as if he's embarrased too. Soon as he leaves the house shit goes down. My mom drags me downstairs to face one dad and over protective older brother.

"Guess what I just caught ya damn daughter doing Dante?" dad looks towards me and narrows his eyes "what the fuck you do?" before I can even open my mouth mom says it for me "She was over here kissin a boy with the goddamn door closed. And that only leads ta babies." my older brothers stupid ass just says "Whats his name. Finna beat that niggas ass. On god bro." I push my brother aside. "The only thing u finna beat is ya tiny ass meat. Lonely ass." he flips me off while moms talking about putting me on birth control. After a while I learn how to tune her out. I head upstairs and I see a phone call from Deandre. I call him back and we talk.

D: "Babe. Be real here. That shit was embarrasing as fuck.

A: "Uhm for me. Hows it embarrasing youuu?"

D: "Im the boyfriend of they daughter. Thats just akward on my end."

We go back and forth until I start getting tired. "Lil momma you sound tired as fuck. Go to sleep, schools back in tomorrow anyways." I only sigh out a sleepy "mhm.." then I think "I'm sorry you and DeShawn fell out because of me." he goes from sweet to pissed real quickly. "He put his hands on you, so I don't care" I sink into my pillow while he talks about shit going on. I fall asleep listening to his voice

5:12 A.M

I wake up and I start getting ready for school. It's not until I get out of the shower I notice he's still in the call. He does a face time request and I walk to the mirror. "Mkkk guys! It's time for the GRWM school edition!" I say in my best youtuber voice which makes him laugh "Anyways want me to pick you up? I don't want you on tha bus with DeShawn rude ass." I mumble something "When we first met I was tryna stay off the bus from your rude ass" he flips me off and rolls his eyes in the camera. "Anyways I'm on my way and we can pick up some starbu-" before he can finish that sentence I run downstairs with my phone and poke my head out. "Im ready! Where ya at bae?" He just shakes his head then pulls up 6 minutes later. Once we get my food and drink we head to school where we see DeShawn with this pretty ass girl. I know I have a boyfriend but the was DeAndre's looking at her it makes me feel jealous on the inside. She walks up to Deandre and hugs him. When she hugs him DeShawn smirks as if its apart of his plan.

I know this week finna be hard as fuck to survive through.

PART 5 IS GONNA BE TOMORROW POOKIESSSS

[chaos-intj]

Surprise at training

Attuma x Reader

Disclaimer: English isn’t my first language and also feel like this isn’t my best work sorry about that. I still hope you’ll enjoy it

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It was 4am when you woke up. Not by choice of course. The reason for you to be up at this ungodly hour was nobody less than the Winter Soldier. You had asked him for trading advice a while back and now he had taken it upon himself to throw you out of bed at times where the average person was asleep.

So regarding your situation you were relatively grumpy. And the best part was that he didn’t even stay to train with you but rather went on his morning jog and forced you to do stupid exercises. You knew that shadow boxing might make sense to get a hang of new movements and correct mistakes more easily. But after doing it for one week straight you got bored. You wanted to use the new techniques on an actual person but Bucky wasn’t there and waking up someone else would only get you an annoyed teammate. So with your headphones on and your mind entirely elsewhere you started doing your exercise. Your surroundings began to fade as you got lost in thought. It was like your body was on autopilot and you didn’t need to think about the next movement, your body just did it.

You probably would have heard him if you hadn’t put on headphones. Or maybe even then you might have been to lost in thought to notice the figure approaching you.

Suddenly large hands picked you up by your waist and you let out a surprised scream, too shocked to move for a moment. When the initial moment of surprise was over, you were about to strike the person so you could escape and wake the others, just then the person holding you let out a chuckle and you realized. Your body relaxed and you looked down at their hands, which were in fact blue, proving your assumption. Your oversized, blue boyfriend had decided to visit and scare the hell out of you. “Well hello to you too”, you stated grumpily but still not being able to hide your smile. “And here I thought you would be happy to see me”, Attuma laughed and finally set you back in the ground. “I would have been a lot more happy if you hadn’t scared the crap out of me”, you shook your head still grinning. “I was in the area and wanted to see if my favorite warrior might want to spar with me and since you’re already practicing these new moves why not try them with me?” “Sure why not. My so called ‘teacher’ hasn’t really bothered with letting me practice with an actual person so let’s do it!” Attuma grinned and got into position across from you while you also got ready to finally put your training to use.

It took about 6 rounds and 45 minutes for you to finally be able get the upper hand and win against Attuma. His strength and height made it really hard for you to land a blow and your limited training with actual people for your new moves made it extra hard. But in round 7 you finally won.

You had Attuma below you, his hands pinned to the floor with you sitting on top of him. You moved to get up but suddenly your boyfriend grabbed your waist and flipped you over so you were beneath his massive form. He grinned down at you and moved a strand of hair out of your face. He removed the mask on his face which usually made him feel a little dizzy but still being able to breathe with the masks on his gills. Setting the mask down next to you, he leaned back in and suddenly his lips were on yours. Your lips moved in sync, by now you were sitting on his lap with his hands on your waist. Your hands were tangled in his hair and you only took brakes once you needed to breathe. You couldn’t tell how much time was passing, all your mind could register were his lips on yours and his hands that were rubbing soft circles on your waist. It was like the world outside didn’t exist anymore. There were just the two of you in your own world completely in peace. Or so you thought.

“You know this isn’t what I had in mind when I said you should practice” You separated from Attuma and clumsily stood up to be met with Bucky leaning on the door frame. He gave you another look and then turned around quietly laughing to himself. Meanwhile Attuma had already put on his mask again and now put his arm over your shoulder. “I mean try to see it positively. A bit later and he would have seen something a lot worse”, he laughed at his own joke and you smacked his shoulder for it, but not without laughing along.

[eddiesgorlie]

hi how are you? I've long time adored Austin Butler and I guess all the red carpet appearances I'm back into my hyperfixation. Complete with a binge watch of the Carrie Diaries.

Ive read all your fics this afternoon ( I have to reblog) and I wanted to say I love your writing. Your first time Austin one was AMAZING! He's so freaken lovely. Argh no words.

Am I able to request a Sebastian Kydd fic? I was thinking similar to the show where readers dad does not like Sebastian and she defies him and secretly dates him, he's her first and maybe they get caught by her over protective dad?

Thankyou

Hi! I’m doing well, you? You are so sweet! You most definitely can request a Sebastian Kydd fic, I’m too in love with him! I love this idea, I hope you love how it turns out!

Sneaky

Sebastian Kydd x Reader

Summary: Reader and Sebastian defy her fathers wishes and have to keep their relationship a sneaky secret.

Warnings: Smut, Oral (F receiving), verbal abuse from a parent, slight mentions of blood. Let me know if I missed any!

Word count: 2,049

*Not proofread*

My dad absolutely hates my boyfriend, my first boyfriend, Sebastian Kydd, and I don’t mean like the normal hatred dads have against their daughters boyfriend. After arguments upon arguments, I decided I’m not going to dump my boyfriend of a year just because my dad doesn’t like him, its my life after all and I didn’t mind the sneaking around too much!

“How’s my girl doing today?” Sebastian asked, coming up behind me as I stood at my locker. “Better now that you’re here, I have a math test today.” I said, closing my locker and grabbing his hand as he walked me to my next class. “You’ll ace it, you spend too much time studying to fail.” He says. “You’re too nice, wish me luck. I love you.” I said as we stopped in front of my classroom. “Good luck, I love you.” He said, quickly kissing me before I walked into my class.

After one long, boring, mind numbing, depression inducing test, the bell finally rang and I was released into normal civilization. “Doesn’t it feel like we were there for years?” I sigh as we make it outside. “That I can agree on.” He laughs. We took slow steps to his car as I leaned against him. “May I formally invite you to my house to help me with this assignment and for some nice conversation?” He asks, raising his eyebrow. “I formally accept your invitation.” I said. “Well your carriage awaits, m’lady.” He said, opening the passenger door to his car and making sure I got inside comfortably before getting in himself. He turned the radio on and drove to his house with the sounds of The Cars playing.

His house was huge compared to mine, it wasn’t very inviting, always cold, like his parents. How does someone so kind come from such cold parents. “This won’t be too hard, just look at your pre calculus book and it should be pages 45-56 I think and of course I’ll help you along the way.” I said, laying next to him on his bed. “How do I get a great girlfriend and a free math tutor in one? Luckiest guy alive!” He said. “Shut up and let me cuddle you.” I said. “As you wish.” He said. He set the assignment down and held me close to his chest. “I’m just going to rest my eyes, make sure I’m awake in 5 minutes.” I said, inhaling his comforting scent. “Of course.” He said, kissing my head and stroking my back.

I opened my eyes, forcing the tiredness away and looked at my watch, 6:00. 6:00! “Sebastian! Let me up! It’s 6:00, I thought you were going to wake me up!” I said, scrambling to get out of his arms. “6:00? Its only like 4:00.” He looked at his alarm clock. “Oh shit, its 6:00.” He jumped out of bed as I got my shoes on and we both ran to his car. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to fall asleep, I was just so comfortable and I didn’t want the moment to end. I can’t wait until we don’t have to sneak around anymore. “Its not your fault, and you can’t believe how much I want the sneaking around to stop.” I sighed. He dropped me off on the sidewalk a couple houses down from mine like I requested and I kissed him before getting out of the car. “I love you.” I said. “I love you more.” He said. I blew a kissing to him and started walking to my house.

“Y/n Y/m/n Y/l/n!” My dad yelled as I walked into the front door. “Yes, dad?” I asked. “Where the hell have you been?” He asked, turning the corner to stand in front of me. “Study group ran late.” I shrugged my shoulders. “Hm, that’s funny, there was no study group tonight. You were out with that Kydd boy, weren’t you?” He asked, raising his voice. “There was study group.” I said. “I called your so called study group buddies houses and there wasn’t one tonight and funny to find out, you aren’t even part of it.” He spat. I went pale. “Your grounded and I’m putting my foot down, no seeing that boy. Now go to your room!” He yelled. I glared at him and walked up the stairs to my room.

The Next Day

I woke up and got some studying done, it was a Saturday and Sebastian and I normal met at a coffee shop, I had no way of reaching him to tell him I’m grounded since I wasn’t allowed to use the phone. I snuck down the stairs and grabbed some snack foods while dad was at work before retreating to my room again to study and nap.

My nap was cruelly interrupted when a bird kept tapping on the window, after trying to cover my head with a pillow and the sound getting louder I decided my only option was to scare it away. I got out of the warm sheets of my bed and drug my feet to the window. I pulled the curtains away to find not a bird, not even an animal, it was Sebastian, he climbed the trellis next to my window. “What are you doing here?” I shrieked as I worked to open the window. “Well, my coffee date stood me up.” He laughed once I got the window open. “I’m grounded.” I sighed once he crawled in. “Thats what I figured.” He said. I closed the window, curtains and shut the door. “Dad is at work.” I said. “Good, now I get to be with my pretty girl til he gets back.” He said, kissing me. “He should be home in two hours.” I said, sighing as he kiss my neck.

We laid down on my bed and talked about our days. “A skateboarder company, what do you t-” “I-I want to have sex with you.” I said, cutting him off. He quickly sat up and met my eyes. “Did I hear you correctly?” He asked, smiling. “Yeah, I’m ready.” I said, smiling. “Are you sure? I don’t want you to feel rushed.” He said. “I’m sure.” I said as I pulled his face to mine, kissing him. He crawled over top of me and deepened the kiss, his hand coming up to my breasts. “That feels so good.” I moan as he rolls my nipple between his fingers. I reached down to the hem of my oversized t-shirt and pulled it over my head, exposing my bare chest. “You’re so beautiful.” He whispered against my lips. “I love you.” I said, pulling his lips into a passionate kiss. His fingertips slowly cascaded down my chest, stomach and down to my dripping core, his rough fingers quickly found my clit and stroked it through my shorts. I through my head back onto the pillow and moaned as my legs twitched. “Seb.” I moaned. “Good girl.” He said, his lips meeting my neck. “Can I take these off?” He asked, his fingers running across the waistband of my shorts. “Mhm..” I said. His fingers hooked in the waistband and pulled my shorts and panties off. He spread my legs and looked at my pussy. “You’re so wet.” He groaned. I quickly closed my legs. “Hey, you’re okay. Are you still comfortable?” He asks, his hands stroking my thighs. “Yes, I just think its unfair that you’re fully clothed.” I smirked. He laughed before pulled his shirt over his head and leaning down to meet my lips again.

My hands reached up to trace the muscles. “Cold.” He laughed, grabbing my hands. “Sorry.” I smiled. He held my hands in his, warming them up. “I love you.” He said. “I love you more.” I said, my now warm hands on his chest. He pecked me on the lips and pulled my ass to the end of my bed before spreading my legs. “Oh my God!” I yelled as his tongue licked a stripe up my pussy. He knew what he was doing. He sucked on my clit and thrusted his fingers into me. “Don’t you dare stop.” I said, my orgasm creeping up on me. “Come on, baby, cum for me.” He said, against my clit. The vibration from him talking through me over the edge. He continued as I rode my orgasm out. “Stop!” I shrieked, pushing his head away. “Is everything ok? Did I hurt you?” He asked, searching over my face. “Sensitive, just sensitive.” I laughed. “You scared me.” He said, kissing me. “Can we continue?” I asked. “Are you sure?” He asked. “Seb, I’m sure.” I said. He nodded and started undoing his belt before pulling his jeans and boxers down. He was big. I watched as he grabbed his wallet from his jeans and took a condom out of it, rolling it onto his cock. “I’ll go slow.” He said, lining up with my hole. “Thank you.” I said, grabbing his free hand.

He held my hip with the other hand and slowly pushed into me until his hips were flush with mine, I whimpered at the pain of him stretching me out, but it quickly subsided as he continued to thrust. “Are you doing ok, baby?” He asked. “Perfect.” I said, smiling. “Good, good girl.” He said, resting his forehead against mine. He reached down and started stroking my clit, my legs wrapped around his back and I pushed my legs into him, pushing him farther into me. “You feel so good.” I moaned as he rubbed against my G-spot. I clenched around him as he made faster circles over my clit. “I’m close.” He moaned. “Me too.” I said. I felt him twitch inside me as he came, throwing me over the edge. “Good girl.” He said, thrusting through our orgasms. He slowly pulled out and walked to the connecting bathroom to my room, I heard the faucet turn on and he quickly returned with a damp washcloth. I watched as he cleaned up between my legs, a small amount of blood on the cloth. “Am I bleeding?” I asked, frantically. “Its ok, its ok. Thats normal.” He said, stroking my hand. “Oh, ok.” I said taking a deep breath. He lifted the blanket and laid in bed next to me, pulling me into his chest. “I love you so much.” He said, stroking me hair. “I love you more.” I said.

“Do I have to leave soon?” He asked, obviously hesitant to ask. “He won’t be home for at least another hour.” I said sleepily. “Ok.” He whispered and kissed the top of my head.

I woke up to the sound of my bedroom door being thrown open, Sebastian frantically pulled the blanket over me to make sure I was completely covered. “What the fuck is this!” My dad yelled. “I leave to go to work and I come home to find my whore of a daughter in bed with the boy I forbid you from seeing!” He yelled. “Don’t talk to her like that.” Sebastian said. “Both of you, get decent and come downstairs.” Dad said as he slammed the door. I curled into him and cried into his chest. “Don’t cry, I’m getting you out of here.” Sebastian said. My eyes met his, confused. He pulled me out of bed and he quickly got dressed, handing me my clothes. I pulled them on quickly. “Grab a bag, do you have a duffle?” He asked. “Yeah I do.” I said, going to my closet to grab it. “Just fill it with necessity’s.” He said. We put on our shoes after I filled the bag and we made our way down the steps.

Dad was in the living room, his eyes full of anger. “Goodbye.” I said. “Goodbye? No, come sit here, we are discussing this.” He said. “No we are not, I’m turning 18 in a month, I’m leaving.” I said. Sebastian pulled the door open and we walked to his car. “He’ll leave you! Don’t think you can run back to me when he does!” He yelled and I slammed the car door.

“You ok?” He asked, grabbing my hand as he drove. “I’m excited for our future.” I said, kissing his hand. “Me too.” He said.

Sorry, this was kind of an odd way to end this but I wasn’t sure where to go next!

[mrsaguapapi]

Ch 1  Ch 2  Ch 3  Ch 4  Ch 5  Ch 6  Ch 7

Chapter 8

Pillowtalk

The Vibe:

Dusty Springfield - Son of a Preacher Man (Official Audio)

Oh god, why am I so hot right now? and why can't I move?

I rub and slowly open my eyes, trying to adjust to the sunlight piercing through my windows. I look around to see why I can't move. Namor was lying face down on top of me, still very much asleep. He was hugged up on me and using me as a pillow; if you listen closely you can hear him softly breathing. My heart actually flutters

He's secretly a soft boy, who would've thought...

I rub his hair and back trying to coax him awake, "Namor" I whisper, "Namor wake up."

"hmm" he grunts

I quietly chuckle, "I have to get up"

"No"

"Yes"

He tightly holds on to me and rolls us over onto his back. "I don't want to get up," he says

Raising myself up to look at him, "You don't have to; I need to get up and stretch. Someone broke my back last night and then slept on top of me afterward."

Namor laughs, "Fine," He lets go of me, "Don't be long." I kiss his forehead and get up grabbing an oversized t-shirt of mine to throw on. Grabbing my phone o realize it's almost 11; while checking my notifications I head to the sitting room. Eventually putting some music on I begin to stretch out.

I am so sore, my legs and hips are extremely tight.

He really delivered on making me sore...

After 45 min or so of stretching and some light yoga, I end on my favorite full-body stretch. Sitting on my knees I bend backward and lay on my forearms grabbing my feet; I close my eyes and breathe letting my body relax into this pose.

"This is quite the sight." Namor steps in

"You like what you see?" I ask

"Very much." He steps forward standing right in front of me "You were supposed to come back to bed, I grew impatient"

Seeing him in the light of day fully naked, gave me butterflies. I sit up and look at him.

"I'm sorry, I lost track of time. How can I get you to forgive me?" I say batting my eyelashes and letting my shirt slightly fall off my shoulder exposing the top of my breasts.

Namor holds his hand out helping me up and turns me around to rub my shoulders. "You can start by showering with me," he whispers in my ear

"Gladly" I reply

Before we can head to the bathroom I hear a knock on the door. "how about you start without me, I'll be right there."

"He roughly grabs my ass and pulls me dangerously close to him, "Be quick Ki'ichpan," He says before heading to the bathroom and closing the door behind him.

Headed to the door I speak up, "Who is it?"

"It's Peter!"

I crack open the door trying to give myself a little humility. "Good morning lightweight"

"Hey not fair, that was my first time ever drinking."

I point at him "And last time until you're 21."

"Yea, yea, yea. Anyways wanna chill before brunch?" He begins to walk in.

I quickly put my hand in front of him, "Can I just meet you there; What time is Brunch?" I suspiciously ask

"12:30 pm. What's going on?"

"No-nothings wrong" I stutter and laugh

"Oh no. Is Bucky in there?" He whispers, "Millie nooooo"

"Ew oh my god. Bucky is not the one in here." I say offended, "Remind me to fill you in on that whole situation."

"Okay so then who is in there?" he questions

"That information is on a need-to-know basis and right now you don't need to know." I quip

His face lights with realization, "you didn't!"

I forcefully cover his mouth, "Hey don't judge me. A girl has needs and he's actually quite nice."

He tries to speak under my hand, I roll my eyes and remove it from his face, "What about your London friend? I was starting to think you liked him/them."

"It's complicated; plus we had no intentions of starting anything, no strings attached you know."

"Hmmm okay. Well have fun with your new beau, imma go check out Shuri's lab. See you at brunch and practice safe sex." He says as he walks away

The Vibe:

SZA - Love Galore (Alt Version) (Audio)

"Never!" I say closing the door. I head to the bathroom and find Namor in the shower.

"You're lucky," he says

"And why's that?" I say taking off my shirt

"You had one more minute before I came and got you"

Stepping behind him in the shower I begin to lather some soap in my hand and begin to wash his back, "I'm sorry to keep you waiting. I hope you didn't miss me too much" I begin to kiss his neck and shoulders

Namor rests his head on my chest as I begin to wash his front, "I did miss your touch"

I whisper in his ear, "Well forgive me for denying you of your needs your Royal Highness."

"I prefer God but I'll settle for King."

"Forgive me, King Namor," I say extra soft in his ear. Namor then turns around and pins me to the wall, kissing me with vigorous passion.

I guess he liked the sound of that

Namor dips down and begins to suck on my nipples causing sensations to go straight to my pussy, "Fuck" I moan

"You drive me insane. Every time I'm this close to you I forget about everything else." He lightly strokes my scar causing me to look away in shame. He continues, "I think everything about you is beautiful" he grabs my chin and makes me look at him, "Everything. Your body, your power, your brain; everything."

I didn't know we were freestyling love letters

"I don't know what to say" I honestly reply

"Say nothing. I say these things without the intention of wanting anything in return. Just know this, I have lived for almost half a century, and never have I been so pulled in by someone's aura. You disarm me. If and when you decide you are ready I'd make you my queen in a heartbeat."

"You don't mean that. That's the sex brain talking"

"I'm as sure as I am standing here. My mother was the voice that brought you to me. She'd always told me to settle for an equal and nothing less. You are my equal, hell more than my equal. I don't expect you to make any decisions any time soon."

"Namor we met 3 days ago, how could you so quickly be sure about me?"

"I just do. I understand you'll need time, I can wait. Besides I'd like to properly court you and get to know your world and you get to know mine. Give us a chance Ki'ichpan."

I look at him for a while, "You know I'm broken right? I don't mean that to sound dramatic but I am. I don't even know who I am. I've got some serious baggage"

"I don't care," he says sincerely

This is wild, what do I do? This man is pouring his heart out right and I'm frozen Aunt May's voice pops into my head, "True love finds you when you are least looking for it."

"Okay," I say

"Really?" He asks

"Mhmm low stakes, most that can happen is you break my heart which is not fun, really so not fun, but temporary."

He laughs, "And what if you break mine?"

"Impossible. I don't break hearts, I just collect them." I tease

The mood in the air was light; he was hopeful and I was hesitant but curious to see where this goes. He kisses me, once again with passion. I pull him to me wanting to be as close as possible; Namor sneaks his hand down my pussy and begins to stimulate my clit, driving me wild. Our passionate kiss turned into a hot and heavy makeout. Namor takes my legs and wraps them around him, so he could firmly pin me to the shower wall; He then takes his dick and slowly pushes himself inside me. He took his sweet time causing me to moan into his mouth.

"Hold on tight" The only warning he gave me before he starts to roughly fuck me against the wall; I grab his hair and scratch his back trying to hold on. Namor rests his head on my shoulder as he fucks me going in deeper and deeper with each thrust of his hips. I sing a melody of moans in his ear, begging him not to stop.

Namor sits his head up and rests his forehead on mine, "Say you're mine."

I try to answer but can't get any real words out.

Namor firmly grabs my hips and begins to pound into me even harder than before, "Say your mine." he growls out between gritted teeth. "Say it!" he demands.

"I'm yours!" I yell "Oh fuck I'm yours. Namor please.." I can't even finish my sentence I'm so close. He's hitting me so deep and I can't do anything but take it.

"I know baby, me too," he responds.

While kissing him I roughly pull the back of his hair, not on purpose, but just to hold on; he must have liked it because it made him moan into my mouth this time. I can feel him losing control, he's so close, and so am I. Namor begins to speak something in my ear in his native tongue, "Yaan u mierda in reina, kutaj Jach ma'alob. In yaakunech ka ma' je'el in pa'atik u meentikba utia'al Mantats' mía.In ki'ichpam, ki'ichpam reina. 'Fuck my queen, you feel so good. I love you, and cannot wait for you to be forever mine. My beautiful, beautiful queen'"

I wasn't sure what he said, as I could barely hear him outside of my own moans but it was just enough to bring me to climax. I hit my head on the back of the wall so hard I swear I saw stars, I couldn't control my movements anymore; it was like my orgasm took control.

After a few more thrusts, he pumps into me one last time holding himself there as he releases in me, making sure I take every last drop of him. Something about him holding me like this feels so intimate I swear I could have came all over again.

He smiles at me, "I could stay like this for eternity"

"If only" I laugh

He slowly pulls out of me and I wince, "I'm sorry Ki'ichpan, I should not have been as rough"

"Don't apologize, I like that you make me sore. Now every time I feel that pain, I'll think of you."

"Keep talking like that and I may have to take you again"

"Love that energy" I laugh and kiss him, "but If I don't get any food in me I might die."

"As you wish" he laughs

We finish up in the shower and get dressed. I'm wearing a teal off-the-shoulder bodysuit and a high-waisted mustard-yellow skirt. I wrap my hair back in a white head scarf to keep my braids out of my face. Namor opted to put on some of the white linen pants and top that were in my room's closet; we can't find the shorts that he tossed. He looks good though, like really good. Like good enough for me to forget about food good.

He sees me staring with lust in my eyes, "Behave yourself"

"How am supposed to when you look like that?" I laugh "ready?"

Yes, but I will meet you there. I need to check in with Namor and Attuma first.

"Okay," I say smiling "See you soon" He kisses me and we part ways

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I enter the dining area and see a large spread of breakfast food and an assortment of fruits and vegetables on the giant table. Shuri, Romanda, Okoye, Ayo, M'baku, Riri, Peter, and Bucky were all sitting around the table eating and talking.

"I hope I'm not too late," I say as I enter

"Of course not," Shuri says "Help yourself and have a seat"

I grab a plate and fill it with fruits and veggies and have a seat next to Peter.

He does nothing but looks at me funny

"Peter you wipe that smirk off your face before I kick your ass" I whisper to him

"Alright, Alright." He pauses, "Did you have fun?" he jokes

Ignoring him, I look away and pay my attention to Okoye, "We missed you last night. How was sparring with Attuma?"

She begins to shuffle in her seat a bit, "It was fine." she says, "How was everyone's night?" she asks successfully changing the subject

Weird

We all talk and laugh about last night's antics. It's been a while since Peter and I hung out with friends like this; actually, I suppose they're family now.

M'Baku speaks up, "Where's Nakia, Ross, and the Talokans?"

"Nakia and Ross left this morning," Shuri says, "I'm not sure about the others"

"Namor, Attuma, & Namora should be here soon; Namor just wanted to check in with them first."

"You saw Namor ?" Shuri asks

"Yea we ran into each other in the hallway on the way here." I try to convincingly say

"Hmm okay." Shuri

Oh god is she on to me?

I continue to eat my food and see bucky fuming in his seat.

Fuck he knows

Just when I thought the situation couldn't get worse, Namor walks in, "Hello everyone, may I join?"

"Of course. Come sit fish man." M'baku says

Namor nods and makes his way to the chair next to me and smiles making me blush a little.

"Where's my New bestie Namora?" Shuri asks

"And Attuma?" Okoye says, all of us looking at her with curiosity, "what? I'm just curious"

Oh my god they boned. NO WAY

"I sent them home to check on my people, I shall be joining soon."

My heart drops, just now realizing he has to go back home, this man has a whole kingdom to take care of. Seeing the sadness on my face Namor lays his hand on my leg and continues to speak, "Surely I shall be back soon"

"Good" Romanda speaks up, "I know our people started off on the wrong foot, and you did try to kill me.."

"And me" Riri interrupts

Romanda continues, "but we are now united, you are always welcome."

Namor bows his head, "thank you."

"Millaenyia I did the liberty of bringing you those books from our Library that we were talking about. They're there at the end of the table. The elders and I agree that you should keep them."

"Thank you, Queen Mother," I get up and make my way to the books. Some of them look like old spells books, the others diaries. When I pick one up I feel an intense energy hit me; I feel pain everywhere. My eyes roll back and I drop the book. My vision begins to disappear as I hear my friends scream for me rushing to my aid. Before I'm fully out I hear Peter calling my name on the verge of tears.

What's happening to me?

[kaunis-sielu]

Fire Dogs

The fires had been blazing for weeks now, inching closer and closer to your home and firefighters were pouring in. You’d decided to stay, the fire was mostly moving away from town, thank god. The mayor had said that people who were willing to stay and help care for the hordes of firefighters pouring into town were appreciated. So even though you were a single Omega, you’d signed up. You could take in 2-6 firefighters depending on if they were willing to share a bed with one another and if you needed to sleep on the couch. You’d been assigned 3 men, all from New York City, one a Captain and all of them Alphas.

When you open the door as they walk up your sidewalk the first, a man with light hair and blue eyes, gives you a tight smile.

“Hi, welcome. I have a dog, is that okay?” The three men don’t even have to look at one another before all nodding yes. “Great, come on in.” You move out of the doorway and the three men come into the house.

“Thank you so much for opening your home to us.” The first man says, god he smells good, like sandalwood and lavender.

“It’s the least I could do.” You introduce yourself as your dog comes trotting into the room, Cooper’s tail wagging wildly. “But you can call me Fawn, and this is Cooper.”

“Sorry, I’m Steve Rogers, this is Bucky Barnes and Sam Wilson.” The first man says introducing himself and the two men with him.

“It’s a pleasure. I’ll show you guys to your rooms.” You lead them upstairs and show them each to a room. Bucky takes your first spare room, Sam the second and Steve is in the master.

“Buck, you’ve got third shift, Sam you’re on first and I’m on second.”

“Do we start today?” Bucky asks as you make your way downstairs, you were given a small packet for the guys, things you would need to know like allergies, presentation, emergency contacts and dietary restrictions. All three are simple, no dietary issues, no allergies, Alphas, Sam has his wife Carol as his emergency contact but Steve and Bucky, or James as he’s listed, both have Rebecca Barnes, Bucky’s sister.

You get started on dinner and Sam wanders down into the kitchen bringing his

“So, why didn’t you leave town?”

“Nowhere to go. And the fire is heading away from here so hopefully everything will stay away from town.”

“The smoke doesn’t bother you?”

“I mean it’s not great but as long as Coop and I are okay I plan on staying. I’ve got some stuff packed up in my car and ready to go but I just haven’t pulled the trigger yet.”

“That’s fair. We do really appreciate you doing this. Letting us stay here.” He’s got such a soothing presence about him that you forget he’s an Alpha until his scent washes over you.

“It’s the least I can do,” you tell him with a smile, “so what does first shift mean?”

“Oh, it’s the really early shift, like 4am. Steve will be out running a crew since he’s a Captain back home and he’s around 10am then Bucky is 4pm.”

“What will I need for you in the morning? Breakfast? Coffee? Energy bars?”

“Coffee would be great. I usually take it with milk.” You jot down coffee and milk on a sheet of paper.

“How do the other two take their coffee?”

“Barnes likes it black, like a psychopath and Steve likes it with cream and sugar so he can’t taste the coffee.” You laugh and jot down creamer.

“Any chance you know what kind of creamer he likes?”

“Caramel I think.”

“I can always ask him too. I’ll set the coffee to go off at 3:15 for you.”

“Thank you.” Sam says as he sits down at the island. “What are you making for dinner?”

“Spaghetti. I make the sauce from scratch, from the garden.”

“It smells great.”

“Thanks, should be about a half hour. I’ve got meatballs in the oven and will have some garlic bread and green beans from my garden too.”

“You’re going to spoil us huh?” He says with a grin and you laugh, hoping that your suppressants work like they’re supposed to and keep you presenting as a Beta.

“I don’t get to cook for others often so I’m being a little selfish. Let me know if you need anything from town or want me to get anything. I’ll go shopping for the week tomorrow.”

“Are they paying you to host us?”

“No, but I don’t mind getting you guys stuff.”

“Are you sure?”

“Absolutely, I wouldn’t offer if it was a problem.” You assure him and after studying you he nods.

“I’ll be sure to let the guys know.” You chat with Sam while you cook. You learn that his wife Carol is an Alpha and a doctor. The Alpha/Alpha pair is uncommon but if it works for them that’s wonderful. You also learn that he, Bucky and Steve served together and that Carol had outranked all three.

It seems that Steve has always been the one to lead their little trio, and when the smell of dinner lures him and Bucky down you include them in the conversation. Bucky, whose scent is oranges and cedar wood, is more chatty and flirty than Steve is but there’s this quiet strength about Steve that’s impossible not to notice.

Sam goes to bed immediately after dinner but Steve and Bucky stay up and watch the news with you. You set the coffee machine for Sam and leave him a note to help himself to anything he wants to eat. Then you bring Cooper outside, he wanders your wildfire lit backyard, the orange glow is spooky and the smell of smoke is thick in the air.

“Come on Coop, it’s bedtime.” You tell him leading him to the living room. Both Steve and Bucky are gone so you change into your pajamas and get ready for bed in the bathroom then head back to the couch where Cooper is laying dead center. “Move it Coop.” He grumbles but gets down, once you’re settled you let him back up on the couch between your feet.

You wake up as Sam closes the fridge.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you.” He says softly. When he turns and sees you sitting up on the couch.

“No it’s okay.” You tell him as Cooper hops off of the couch. You follow him to the back door and let him out.

“Why are you sleeping on the couch?”

“They needed three more beds so I gave them three more beds.”

“We put you out of your room?” He asks with a small frown.

“I sleep more on the couch anyway, I usually fall asleep to one baking show or another.” You tell him with a sleepy smile, you hadn’t meant to tell them they’d taken all your beds but it was too late now.

“This is your home.”

“Seriously Sam don’t worry about it.” You say letting Cooper back into the house. “Be safe.”

“Thanks.” He says and you go back to bed on the couch.

The next time you wake it’s 9:00 and you want to make sure that you’ve got something ready for Bucky and Steve for breakfast so you get up. You feed Cooper then let him out again, if there wasn’t the fire you’d let him stay outside as long as he wanted. You sit down on the couch and pull your tablet into your lap. Cooper joins you on the couch as you start to draw your characters.

“Morning.” Steve’s voice is low and soft when he greets you.

“Good morning. There are pancakes, scrambled eggs, hash browns and bacon in the oven. The pans will be warm.”

“Thanks,” you hear him help himself to food and coffee then he comes out into the living room. “Do you mind if I join you?”

“Not at all. Don’t let Coop fool you into any food though.”

“No people food for him?”

“Just some fruit and veggies.” You tell him glancing up at the fire captain. “So Sam said you guys were on a 4-10-4 start time but what time are you all home?”

“We’re doing 12 hour shifts, so Sam and Buck don’t overlap but I will with both.”

“Okay, I’ll have dinner ready when you get back. Is there anything that I don’t have that you need? Sam said you liked a certain flavor of creamer.”

“The French vanilla is fine.”

“He said caramel?” You glance over at him again and he has this little shy smile on his face. “I don’t mind, I need to go get groceries anyway.”

“Caramel is my favorite.” He admits and you nod then get back to your drawing. He finishes his breakfast in silence then puts his dishes into the dishwasher, Steve heads back upstairs and you hear him finish getting ready before he comes back down.

“Be safe.”

“Thanks.” He says before closing the door softly behind him.

Bucky sleeps until almost noon, you’ve taken breakfast out of the oven and put it in the fridge. He somehow looks groggy still and you’re worried he didn’t sleep well.

“Good morning.”

“Morning. How are you?” His voice is low and husky.

“Good. Did you sleep okay?”

“Yea I slept great. I could still be asleep to be honest but I might get called in early.”

“Why?”

“There are less guys at base camp right now. Apparently a group of them had some trouble on the way? I don’t know but Steve called.”

“Breakfast is in the fridge if you wanna heat it otherwise I have lunch meat and stuff for sandwiches.”

“I love breakfast food.” He says making his way to the fridge. He starts a cup of coffee then opens the fridge.

You find out that Bucky is a chatter. Which is fine but you’re glad that you’re illustrating today rather than writing because there’s no way you’d be able to focus on writing. He asks you about living in the small town, how you ended up here, about your job, when he finds out you’re an author and illustrator of children’s books he promises to buy his niece a couple books. You tell him to leave his address and you’ll send him a signed copy of the one you’re working on, he excitedly does.

When he leaves at 3:30, not being called in early, you take a break and start on dinner. You want to make sure you’ve got food ready for Sam when he gets back.

Sam comes in at 4:45, Cooper barks excitedly and Sam sinks to the ground and Cooper immediately calms allowing Sam to wrap his arms around him. You don’t say anything, just continue to cook while Sam hugs Cooper to him. You hear him talking softly but you ignore him, whatever he’s saying to Coop is none of your business.

“I’m gonna go take a shower before I eat.” Sam says at full volume, the side of his face still pressed to Cooper’s side.

“That’s fine,” you assure him, “I’ve got about twenty minutes before the rice is done.”

“Okay.” He disappears then Cooper comes wandering into the kitchen. You give him a couple of treats and tell him what a good boy he is.

Sam eats in silence then goes up to his room, you’re pretty sure he goes to bed by 7 but after the day he’s had you can’t blame him.

At 10 you start reheating food for when Steve comes in. Sure enough, 10:30 rolls in and so does Steve. Cooper greets Steve with a wagging tail, Steve gives him a little pat and heads upstairs. You hear the shower turn on and after around 10 minutes Steve is back dropping down on the couch as Cooper puts a head in his lap. Steve absently pets Cooper and you place a plate of food in front of him.

“Thank you.” His tired eyes meet yours and he gives you a little half smile.

“It’s the least I can do.” You tell him sincerely. Cooper stays with his head in Steve’s lap until Steve goes upstairs to bed. You set up your bed on the couch and set your alarm for 3:30 in the morning so you can get food heated for Bucky and coffee and food started for Sam.

You fall asleep still smelling Steve on your couch.

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10. Bad Harvest

~ I know it’s been awhile that I posted this but I stepped away from it for months but I will work on and post the rest of it ~

1. New Perspective:

I spent the next two months hiding and sneaking into the hospital to see Sean. For the last two months, Sean was in a coma. Once his nurse and guard left, I would sneak into his room and sit with him and tell what has been going on. I found nursing uniforms to blend in.

Three weeks ago, I was sitting by his bedside when he begins stirring. He opens his eyes and looks around the room. He notices me and kind of jumps a little. I say, quietly “Hey Sean, how are you feeling?”

He says, groggy “I think I’m okay. Tired and not really sure where I am.” I tell him “You’re at Sacred Hope Hospital in Redding, California.” He reaches up to rub his head. Sean’s fingers brush over the bandage covering his left eye.

Laying his head back on the pillow, “Great.” I ask him, sincerely “How is it?” He tells me “Feels strange. A little sore.” I faintly hear talking outside the room. I tell him “I got to go now but I will be back later.” He looks at me questioningly.

I sneak into the bathroom when his nurse walks in. The nurse was surprised to see him awake. The nurse says “Sean, you’re awake. How are you feeling?” As Sean begins to tell him, I sneak out when the guard was not there.

The next week, I told him about how I snuck in to see him. He told me about his nurse, Joey and Agent Flores who has been interrogating him about the camp and blast. I would do the same thing as last week and hide when Joey comes in.

A little later this night, I went back to go see Sean. I was so caught up in our conversation that I didn’t hear Joey come back in. Joey closes the door, “What the...? How did you get in here?” I begin stuttering trying to find words to explain. Sean begins “Joey, this is (Y/N). (She/He) is my (girlfriend/boyfriend). (She/He) has been coming to see me.” Joey doesn’t say anything. Sean continues “Please Joey, don’t say anything.”

I look down at the floor. Joey looks from him to me. He finally says “Sean...this is dangerous and I could get in serious trouble. But I know what it’s like to be in love.” He turns to me “Follow my lead.”

He tells me “Meet me by the front desk at 7:00 AM, that’s when I do my first check up on Sean.” I smile, “Thank you, Joey.” “You better get going the guard is gone for now.” he says. I nod and sneak out of the hospital room.

The next day, I do exactly as Joey told me. I was at the hospital by 6:45 AM. I sat at one of the chairs by the front desk. There was so much going on that none of the staff even noticed. Five minutes to 7:00, Joey came to the front desk and saw me sitting at one of the chairs. I saw him and then followed him down the hall.

Joey stopped outside a hospital laundry room. He says “Go in there and find a clean nurse uniform. I’ll wait right here.” I quietly walk into the room. I look around and find no one else in here. I search through the uniforms and find one in my size. I walk back out. Joey nods in approval.

He looks at his schedule, “I will walk you to Sean’s room. Remember follow my lead.” I follow him to outside the door of Sean’s room. Joey tells the guard that we’re here to do a check up. The guard asked who I was. Joey tells him that I’m his new trainee. The guard asked “What’s your name?” Joey steps in and makes up some excuse.

The guards tells us “Whatever. I’m going to take a smoke break.” As he walks away, we step inside the room. We see that Sean is currently asleep. Joey tells me “I’ll leave you here. When he wakes up, make sure he hits the call button.” I nod. Smiling, I say “Thank you.”

I sat down in the chair across from the hospital bed. I make sure that I am hidden behind the divider curtains. Sean is stirring a little but that’s normal. I feel my eyelids start to get heavy. After a couple minutes, they close. It was about fifteen minutes of shuteye when I am startled awake by Sean shouting “STOP!” I get up and walk over to the bed. I place a hand on his left arm, “Are you okay?” He looks at me, “When did you get here? Yeah, I’m okay. I just had a bad dream about Daniel.”

I tell him “I got here about maybe a half hour ago. What was your dream?” He says “We were at the park in Mount Rainier, Washington. He was telling me to come get him and then he disappeared.” I chew the inside of my bottom lip deciding if I should tell him about Jacob. He looks at the nurse’s uniform I was wearing, “I guess Joey wasn’t kidding when he told you to follow his lead.” I laugh and say “Hey, it worked, didn’t it? I get to spend time with you. By the way that reminds me, Joey asked me to tell you to hit the call button when you wake up.”

Sean hits the call button. We talk until Joey comes by after a few minutes. We hear “Yo...Afternoon check-up!” The guard asks “Sure...Where is your assistant?” Joey covered that really well. He enters the room, “Good day, sunshine! I see (Y/N) has been taking good care of you.” Sean smiles and says “Hey, Joey and (she/he) really has.”

Joey walks over to the bed and sets down a tray of medical supplies. They hug as Sean says “Hey, man...” Joey looks at the small table of food in front of the hospital bed, “That looks like it might have been food...hard to tell...” I move to sit at the chair by the window so Joey can do his examining.

He sits down at the end of the bed. Sean says a little on edge, “Ha ha, never heard that before...” Joey says, jokingly “Oh, somebody is in a bad mood.” Sean says, apologetically “Sorry, Joey...not feeling it today...” He says “I don’t blame you...But maybe I got something to cheer you up...” Sean says, cheerfully “Pecans and chocolate?”

He hands him the snack as Joey, says “Uh oh, there’s that smile!” “Thanks, Joey.” Sean tells him. Joey jumps right into his medical questions, “So how you feelin’ today? Any headaches? Socket pain?” Sean tells him “No, it’s all good...” Joey tells him “Well, this is your final test before...mmh, you know. Before they...check you out.”

Sean looks at me, “Check me out to juvie, yeah...” Joey tells him “Okay, let’s see...You know the drill. Don’t blink, and just stare at the light.” He shines the light in his eye, “Yes. Nice retina response. Okay, now, try to follow the light as well as you can.” From where I’m sitting, Sean looks like he is doing fine. Joey confirms that, “Good, good...keep going...Quick response, nice. Sean, you got this. Remember, to see objects on your left side, ya gotta turn your head more now. Yes. Lookin’ good, Sean.”

He switches to a different test, “Now try to align your pen with mine...” Joey hands him a second pen. Sean says “I’ll try.” He says “No rush. This is tough...” From what Joey was saying, it sounded like Sean was doing okay.

Joey motions for me to come join them. He says “But remember, your depth perception will always be affected. Here. Read this.” I sit down on the hospital bed next to Sean. Joey hands him the check-out papers. I place a hand on his shoulder to read it as well. The words at the bottom of the page reads ‘Patient cleared’ in red ink.

Sean looks up and hands the papers back to him, “I’m a pirate without a patch. Arrrr!” I smile. Joey says “I’d be more worried if you weren’t such a smartass...You can try, but you can’t rig the exam, Sean. It’s time we release you. Sorry. Your vision has improved a lot and you don’t really have severe side effects anymore.”

Sean says “Yeah, that’s just great...” He tells us “I do have to tell them the truth...But first, let’s clean this dressing...” The door to the room opens slightly and a woman says “Hey! Sure hope you’re watching the door like your phone...” From the chair in the hallway, the guard tells her “Oh, come on. He ain’t going nowhere.” I quietly, say “Huh, great...”

The guard says, irritated “All I do is watch him...” The woman says “Yes, true...your job.” She walks in carrying an envelope. I now see that it was Agent Flores. She looks at us and asks “Do you mind if we talk alone?” Joey tells her “Mind if I finish with my patient?” She tells him “He looks good for now. Right? Just come back when I’m finished with him.”

Joey stands up and I follow his lead. I keep my head down to not draw attention. He says “Sure...” I nod. I carefully pick up the tray of medical supplies. Sean gives me a reassuring smile. Joey turns to him and smiles. The woman nods at us and we leave the room.

Joey opens the door for me and once we were out of sight of the guard, he takes the tray. He must of sensed my nervousness because he tells me “He will be fine.” Joey goes to make his other rounds and I go take a “break.”

I know Sean has told me about his interrogation from Agent Flores before but I am still nervous about it. After a little while, I meet Joey by the supply room. He hands me a medical tray and loads supplies on to it. We head to Sean’s room and Joey knocks on the door. We enter the room just as Agent Flores is leaving.

I walk over to the table and set the tray down. Joey says while laughing, “Look out, I have to guard the guard now...Love it!” Sean walks over to me. I ask him “How’d it go?” He says, frustrated “Same as usual.” Joey tells him “Sit down so we can get this show going...” They each have a seat.

Joey asks “So...how did your interview with Scully go?” Sean corrects him “You mean ‘interrogation.’ Who knows? Maybe Detective Flores wants to help, maybe not...I just can’t trust her...” Sympathetically, Joey says “After what you, your brother and (Y/N) went through...I don’t blame you.”

He adds “Aw, this shit is all wrong, man. You’ve been out of the garden for three weeks now, we talk everyday, I can see that you’re a good person...” Sean tells him “Thanks, Joey. Wanna tell that to the judges?” Joey says “I’m just saying...”

As Joey gently removes the bandage from Sean’s eye, he says “Now let’s check this out...” He removes the bandage and says “The healing is coming along nice. Just gotta keep it clean for the next week or so. Simple.” I say “That’s great.”

Joey asks him “Seen the shrink this morning? What did she say?” He says “Nothing I wanna hear...’This will take time and rehab, Sean. You have to process first...’ I can tell myself that shit.” Joey says “Clearly, I’m no therapist but...I have nursed patients with your injury...they all turned their anger into energy. You will too...Plus, the glass eye tech is pretty cool now...Things change.” Taking what Joey said into consideration, Sean says “I hear you...I’m trying to be positive...but it’s hard...”

“I know...I do. But I promise there’s a treat coming your way...Now as for your wound, this is the last time you hear this from me...You have to clean it with sterile gauze and saline solution.” Joey says. He turns to me and says “(Y/N), I’m sure you’ll help him to remember and clean it.” I tell him “I will and I’ll make sure he does.” I look at Sean and smile.

Joey begins cleaning the wound and explaining what he is doing. He says “Coat the area using the swab and cream...” He takes the swab and coats the socket with the cream. As he puts the clean dressing on Sean’s eye, he says “Then wrap it up with clean dressing and you’re the shit.”

“Remember, you gotta do this...” Joey begins. Sean finishes the sentence “...four times a day. I won’t forget. I’m sure (she/he) won’t let me forget.” I nod. Joey says “I’m sorry about everything, Sean...wish I coulda done more.” He tells him “Dude...you saved my ass here...You’re one of the only people I trust...It really helped.” Joey begins “Cool. I’m glad when I can make a cha - -“ His pager then goes off, he looks at it and says “Aw, shit. Emergency.”

He picks up the tray and says “I’m out. And no smoke break. Let’s say our goodbye tomorrow...” He turns to me and says “And (Y/N), you know what to do.” I nod in agreement. He pats Sean’s shoulder and walks to the door. He stops and tells him “Oh, Sean, check out that towel. Got your name all over it. Catch ya later.” I raise an eyebrow and look at the towel left on the table. We wave at Joey as he leaves the room. Sean says “Joey, you are a boss.”

I ask “Do you want me to see what’s in the towel?” He says “Yeah, go ahead. I’m really curious.” I pick up the towel and gently unwrap it. It was a book with Sean’s name and drawings on the cover. I look at it and say “Sean, it’s your sketchbook.” He says “What?” He walks closer as I hand it to him. He says “Wow, haven’t seen you in a long time...How did it get here?”

With the sketchbook in hand, he sits on the hospital bed. I sit down next to him and look at the pages he opens to. It was a drawing of Daniel, he says “I know I fucked Daniel over...again. And now he’s gone...Where would he hide out? A 10 year old by himself...out there...He might go back to Seattle...but too far...nowhere to go...” I think I should tell him about Jacob. I say, nervously “Sean...I have to tell you something.”

He had already flipped to a picture of Daniel sleeping. I notice a note from Jacob. It says ‘Sean I borrowed a blanket and a few other things from your tent. Will give them back to you when you and (Y/N) come looking for your Superwolf comic...it’s waiting for you. Jake.’ He looks at the note and says “Wait. What’s that? Superwolf...Huh? Does that mean...It means that Daniel...Daniel’s with Jacob somewhere? He’s safe? We could see him again!”

Sean is about to flip through the sketchbook to find information on Jacob. I place a hand on his arm. I tell him “Sean, wait.” He looks at me and asks “What is it?” I tell him “I need to tell you something about that.” He says, sincerely “What is it? You can tell me.” I take a deep breath and begin “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you this when I first came to see you. I wanted to but there was so much going on and I didn’t want to add any kind of stress to the situation.” I pause and take another deep breath. I continue “The night you and Cassidy went to go look for Daniel...then there was an explosion...Daniel came back to the camp.”

“Then what happened?” Sean asked. “Well, Jacob said he would take him to keep him safe but I can’t remember where he said.” I tell him. Sean looks out the window still sitting on the hospital bed. He shakes his head, “We had moments where you could have told me this. I understand what you said about stress but you knew I was worried about Daniel.” I say “Yes I know and I am so sorry. I didn’t know how to tell you.” He lets out a breath.

He says “Let’s just find out where he is and go get him.” I don’t say anything. Sean flips to a drawing he did of Jacob. On the page, it’s says ‘Haven Point, Nevada.’ I say “Haven Point...Nevada...That’s it, that’s the place!” He looks up from the sketchbook and says “We gotta get to him. Gotta find a way to escape. Tonight.” He stands up, closes the book and places it on the table.

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Life As We Know It {Chapter 6}

Summary: After the sudden deaths of Nesta’s sister and Cassian’s best friend, they gain guardianship of their nephew, Nyx.

Based on Life As We Know It (2010) and a prompt sent in by anonymous for our Nessian fanfic contest. This is a modern au.

Instead of doing a tag list for this story, we have decided to have a set posting schedule. Chapters will be posted weekly on Mondays and Thursdays. Chapters will be posted on both my and Shelb’s blogs! >> @snelbz​

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The week had passed by in a blur and by the time Saturday came, all Nesta wanted to do was sleep in. 

But she couldn’t.

Sleeping in wasn’t possible anymore. 

Her alarm had been set for seven, but she woke up with the sun peeking through her curtains at 6:45. She looked at the baby monitor on the nightstand. Nyx was still sound asleep in his crib.

With a groan, she covered her head with her pillow and tried to shut out the light, but it was no use. 

She was wide awake. 

May as well enjoy a cup of coffee before Nyx wakes up. Nesta tossed her legs over the side of the bed and tossed her robe over her pajama shorts and tank top. After pulling her long, golden-brown hair back, she was tiptoeing through the hall and down the stairs.

Once she reached the bottom of the stairs, she could hear noise coming from the kitchen.

The sizzling of bacon being dropped into a skillet.

She had expected it to be Cassian, of course, but what she wasn’t expecting was what he was wearing.

Or, she supposed, what he wasn’t wearing. 

She wasn’t sure if she should go back upstairs, to give him privacy. But he was the one who had chosen to come downstairs like this, in one of the common areas of the house, so Nesta went ahead and walked into the kitchen. She aimed straight for the coffee pot, grateful to see a fresh pot already in the carafe. “Good morning.”

He turned towards her, that broad, muscular chest on full display, thanks to the white towel wrapped around his hips being the only thing he had on. “Morning, Nes. Hope you want breakfast.”

She continued to make her coffee, which was usually easy, considering it was one spoonful of sugar in black coffee, but she was having a distinctly hard time focusing on what she was doing.

She had seen Cassian without a shirt in before, at the few times they’d both been over to swim in Feyre and Rhysand’s pool, but there was something distinctly different about seeing him wearing a pair of swimming trunks and that towel. That towel that was sitting so low on his hips, she knew there could be nothing underneath it.

He didn’t even seem to notice, didn’t even seem to think about her reaction to him standing nearly nude in the kitchen, making breakfast. His hair was still wet, although the ends seemed to be drying. 

She wondered if this is what he looked like in a towel, what he would look like in the shower.

She quickly shook the thought away, even though it couldn’t help but linger in the back of her mind.

“I’ve got eggs, bacon, and toast,” he said, his back to her. She watched his muscles expand as he moved pans around and turned off the burners. “Simple, but it’ll fill you up. We’ll need all the energy we can this morning.”

Nesta cleared her throat and gave him a nod as he turned to face her. It was true, and Nesta was unexcited about it. The two of them would spend their day trying to find a part-time nanny for Nyx for the days that the two of them were both at work at the same time.

They’d had plenty of applicants, some of whom seemed promising. 

Nesta had her fingers crossed.

A plate was set down in front of Nesta, and for a moment, all she could do was stare at it. There was a smiley face made out of a bacon mouth and egg-eyes. Another plate was set in the middle of the table, piled high with toast and jam. 

“What am I, two?” she asked, gesturing to the breakfast face in front of her.

Cassian chuckled. His plate was piled high with bacon and eggs. No room for faces. He sat across from her and leaned on the table with his elbows. “A little smiley face never hurt anybody.”

She said nothing, just picked up her fork and cut into the eggs. She hadn’t even told him she liked her eggs over-medium, but she was glad she did as the semi-runny yolk spilled out onto her plate. Nesta thought about starting something about it, about asking about food preferences before he assumed something, but it was too early and she hadn’t gotten to enjoy nearly enough of her cup of coffee. It was too early to fight. So instead she picked up a crispy piece of bacon and used it to pick up some of the egg, before popping it into her mouth.

Her eyes slipped closed and she tried not to moan.

How could a simple breakfast taste so damn good?

When she opened her eyes again, she assumed she hadn’t been completely successful in stopping her appreciative noises, because he was smirking at her as he brought his own coffee to his lips.

“Told you I make a mean breakfast,” he said, reaching for a piece of toast and slathering it in blackberry jam.

Clearing her throat, she ignored him and continued eating until her plate was completely empty. Just as she was about to get up to rinse it off, he stood, adjusting that damn towel to fit more snuggly around his hips, and picked up both of their plates. She tried her best not to watch the muscles shift in his back as he rinsed the plates and loaded them into the dishwasher. Tried her best, but found herself staring as she sipped from her coffee cup, but snapped herself out of it and got up as well, making Nyx a bottle for when he woke up.

As she shook the formula up, she asked, “Will you be putting clothes on before the applicants get here, or should I warn them this is going to be a clothes-optional interview?”

He glanced at her over a shoulder, as he began to clean the pan he’d cooked the bacon and eggs in, but turned right back to the sink. “Does my nakedness bother you, Nes?”

Damn him, she could hear the smirk in his voice.

“No,” she snapped. “And stop calling me that.”

“So, you like me in a towel, then?” he went on, turning the sink off as he put the final plate in the drain rack.

“You’re exhausting, you know that?” she asked, turning to face him full on.

He turned to her then, one brow raised as he ran a hand through his nearly-dried hair. “I’m just saying, if it bothers you, I’ll be sure to dress before I come down to slave away for you over the stove. But, if it doesn’t bother you, I have to admit that I like to completely dry before I put on clothes.”

No, it didn’t bother her.

No, she didn’t mind having her breakfast with a view.

No, she wouldn’t mind reaching out and feeling just how hard and defined his abs really were.

No, she would never admit to that.

Instead, she raised her chin and said, “I should wake Nyx up so he’s ready before the first applicant arrives.”

“So formal,” he grinned. “And here I thought we were having a nice, pleasant morning.”

A soft cry came from upstairs and she was immediately in motion, all thoughts of those abs and whether or not water from his shower would well in the defined divots of them gone. Snatching up the bottle she’d set on the counter, she turned and headed for the living room and the stairs beyond. “Put some clothes on,” was all

she called back to him as she hurried for Nyx’s nursery.

*

Nesta shut the front door, falling back against the wood, listening as the final interview made her way down the cobblestone walkway.

She sighed and made her way into the kitchen. She needed a glass of wine.

A bottle of wine was more like it, but a glass would do for now.

She found Cassian already standing behind a chair at the kitchen table, the resumes of each applicant spread out before him. “So,” she said, reaching into the fridge for the bottle of chilled, white wine. “What did you think?”

He blew out an equally exhausted breath, before shaking his head. “There was…a lot of variety.”

He was right. There was a woman who had to be in her seventies, who had brought an entire notebook of lesson plans, with her goal to have the one-year-old fluent in French before his third birthday. Then there was the thirteen-year-old who had lied about her age on the application, but promised she could ride her bike the mile and a half from her house every day they needed her. Just not until after three on school days.

“Too much variety,” she agreed. “That last woman was so boring she literally put Nyx to sleep.”

It was true. Nyx was currently sound asleep in the middle of his playmat in the living room, surrounded by his toys. 

“I didn’t mind the retired librarian,” Nesta said, filling her wine glass to the brim. 

Cassian scrunched his nose. “She smelled weird.”

Nesta scoffed. “I don’t think Nyx will be minding her smell. She was smart and was obviously good with him.”

“So was Viviane,” Cassian said, picking up an application off the table.

Nesta blinked. “Viviane?”

“Yeah, Viviane,” he said, showing her the application. “Smart. Bachelors in early childhood education. Lives three miles down the road.”

“Young, blonde, hot,” Nesta added, taking a drink.

Cassian raised an eyebrow. “So you do remember her.”

“I remember that she didn’t have near enough experience and she only listed one reference,” Nesta replied, taking the application and resume from him. She looked it over again. “She can’t be more than twenty-two years old.”

“What does her age have to do with it?” He asked, leaning down on the chair and looking at her. “She’s got good qualifications and Nyx loved her. She was one of the few he actually laughed and wanted to play with.”

It was true, he’d been extremely uncomfortable around most of the applicants. He cried the second a couple of them looked at him and had even spit up on one of them. But he had giggled with Viviane and genuinely seemed to like her.

“She hasn’t worked at a legit daycare or anything, but she’s been a one-on-one nanny before,” Cassian pointed out, as Nesta was reading the same thing on her copy of the resume. “And she said she could get us the numbers of her previous families. She just didn’t want to give them out without asking permission.” He smirked and crossed his arms over his chest. “Sounds like she’d respect our privacy, too. But go ahead, keep thinking of reasons she’s not a good candidate.”

Aside from her perky tits and ass, I can’t think of any. The words almost came from her lips, but Nesta ground her teeth.

“We have to agree on someone, and Viviane can start immediately,” Cassian continued. 

Nesta stared at him for a moment.

He stared back, watching as she sipped from her glass. “I swear to the Mother, Cassian, if you fuck the nanny-.”

Cassian barked an unamused laugh. “You think I have absolutely no self control, don’t you?”

“I think you’re basing this choice off of what you want, not what Nyx needs,” she said, not breaking their eye contact.

“She may be hot, but fucking her would be a lot more trouble than it’s worth,” he admitted. “And Nyx is half Rhys. Don’t forget that. He liked to appreciate pretty things just as much as I do, and I’m sure Nyx will, too.”

Scoffing, Nesta set her glass down and went into the living room to get Nyx. “He’s a baby, not a grown man, with raging hormones. You’re disgusting.” She picked him up, still fast asleep from hearing about the nuances of the differences in a sitter and nanny from the old crone they’d spoken with last. “Call Viviane, let her know she starts tomorrow at eight.”

Cassian met her on the stairs. “I don’t work tomorrow, I can watch him.”

Nesta shrugged, but continued up, carrying a drooling Nyx to his nursery. She hadn’t noticed how close to his nap time it had gotten. “Think of it as an exercise in self-control then, and a test run. See how she does with Nyx and see if you can keep your dick to yourself.”

“I’ve kept it from you pretty easily, haven’t I?” 

Nesta refrained from responding as she carried Nyx into the nursery and laid him down, cracking the door open behind her as she left. Walking back downstairs, she retrieved her wine, purposefully ignoring him, though she felt his eyes on her the whole time. She wouldn’t answer his question, was doing her best not to think about it, especially compounded with memories of him this morning.

She had no idea the muscles leading down by the hips could really be so defined. She thought the illustrious V that dragged your eye downwards on most male models was photoshopped in. Cassian, though, very much proved it not only existed, but that it was as distracting as she’d imagined it could be.

“I’m taking a bath,” she announced, heading back for the stairs. “Let Viviane know she got the job, but she can start whenever you want. If you’ll be off tomorrow, we don’t need to pay her to be here.”

She didn’t wait for his reply, and was in her room with the door shut a few seconds later. She took her time filling the bathtub with the things she found under the counter. There were oils and salts and bubbles and soaps, and by the time Nesta settled into the bubbly, warm water, the entire bathroom smelled like a spa. She sipped her wine, refusing to let her mind wander back to Cassian that morning, but by the time her glass was empty, her head was swimming and the water had begun to go cold.

She got out of the tub, watching as the water swirled down the drain and began toweling off.

And then, she had an idea, to give Cassian a taste of his own medicine.

She grabbed a clean, fluffy, white towel and wrapped it around her chest. And then she headed down to the kitchen for a refill.

Cassian was lying on the couch, one arm tossed behind his head, the other using the remote to flip through the stations on the TV.

He caught Nesta the moment her feet appeared at the top of the stairs.

Nesta’s heartbeat a little bit faster with every step she took.

“This is a new look for you,” Cassian said, simply, even though his voice had lowered an octave since the last conversation they had. “Especially considering you took the master bedroom so that you had your own private bathroom to avoid such run-ins with me.”

Nesta tossed her long, wet hair over her shoulder. “I figured it was okay since you’ve made it perfectly clear that you have no desire to crawl into bed with me. I deemed it safe territory.”

The glass still dangled between her fingers and she heard the couch creak as she turned the corner into the kitchen. She may have grabbed a towel that wasn’t quite as wide as the rest of them, one that didn’t quite come as far down her thighs. But if he wanted to prance around in nothing but his skin, she could do the same.

They were both adults. She had no interest in sleeping with him - so she told herself, at least - and he’d said he had no interest in her.

She poured what was left of the bottle in her glass and threw it into the trash with a clunk. She hadn’t realized she had so little left, but was fairly sure another bottle was in the wine cabinet.

Which was in the living room.

When she re-entered the living room, the volume on the TV was nearly silent and Cassian was sitting up, rather than laying down. One arm was draped across the back of the couch and the other still clutched the remote.

She could feel his eyes on her and she took another drink before reaching around the back of the cabinet for the key and unlocking it.

Not only did she grab another bottle of her favorite wine, but also a good bottle of whiskey, too.

“Planning on getting wasted?” He asked, quietly. 

“Just stocking up,” she replied, locking the cabinet behind her. “Care for a glass?”

Cassian looked around the room, as if she would be talking to anyone else other than her. “Sure.”

“Whiskey, I assume?” she asked, going back into the kitchen for another glass. 

The television was a little bit louder when she returned, but not by much.

She sat on the opposite end of the couch, and set the glasses on the coffee table in front of them. After retrieving the glass bottles, she poured.

Cassian remained perfectly quiet as she did so. 

“Is this a truce?” he asked, as Nesta held the glass out toward him.

“This is a celebratory drink to commemorate finding a nanny today,” Nesta said, although her voice held no warmth. “No matter how young and inexperienced and doomed-to-fail she is.”

She held up her wine glass.

Cassian snorted as he clinked his glass against hers.

She wasn’t paying any attention to whatever he had playing on the TV, and she had a feeling he didn’t either, not as she could feel his stare burning into her. Enough so that she crossed her legs, unintentionally causing the towel to raise even higher attention on the outside of her thigh. It almost exposed her entire hip, which she wasn’t anticipating, but she had made the decision to come down here, to tease him by showing him what he had done to her. She wouldn’t let him see how much his gaze was affecting her.

Even if it was just the wine.

Or so she told herself.

She was just about to stand, to make some excuse for going upstairs when he set his glass down on the coffee table and cleared his throat.

“New house rule. Clothes are required in the common areas. Kitchen, living room, dining room,” he said, ticking them off one by one. “Bedrooms and bathrooms are the only places where this is allowed.”

He gestured towards her, without looking, to make sure his point was understood.

“Why?” She asked innocently, and then she threw his own words back into his face. “Does my nakedness bother you, Cass?”

“Quite the opposite,” he admitted, adjusting himself.

Nesta pretended she didn’t notice.

“I thought you had no issue keeping yourself in check with me,” Nesta said, her voice low. “I thought you weren’t some untamed male with raging hormones.”

“I’m not,” he said, reaching to refill his glass. “At least, not until a beautiful woman is sitting a foot away from me, soaked, in a towel, pouring me whiskey.”

“I’m not soaked,” she said, without thinking it through. “Don’t flatter yourself.”

When Cassian looked at her, he grinned, but his eyes were dark. “I meant your hair.”

Nesta knew her plan had immediately backfired, either that or she’d had far too much to drink, so she simply nodded and stood heading back for the staircase.

“Nes?”

She turned back to look at him, halfway up the staircase.

He was smirking, that glass of whiskey resting on the arm of the couch. “If you ever do find yourself soaked, you know where to find me.”

She was up the stairs and slamming her door in a flash, trying to ignore his quiet laughter.