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âAbbeyâ -Mitski
#dungeons and daddies#dndads#dndaddies#dungeons and dads#dungeons and dragons#glenn close dndads#glenn close#pomegranate#symbols#symbolism#the pomegranate is symbolism for desperation to be loved#I love this stupid old man *puts him in devastating situations*#mitski#abbey by mitski#I am hungry? okay? go eat some fruit.#no no what are you doing?#thatâs symbolism for your dead wife#oh also your ex-son#loser.#music#addition +
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Impulsively shoving a guy's hand in your mouth after having the thought "oh just like when my little sister used to prick herself on a rose thorn" and then immediately being treated like a pet who ate something they shouldn't have? Wonderful. Thank you, Thane.
(also not pictured is Thane apparently trying to scrape your tongue with his hand BEFORE pouring the holy water down your throat because NO. BAD.)
#bewitching sinners#palmier baker#thane verashkova#accidentally ingesting vampire blood because of big brother impulses is wild#also the reason hes so alarmed is bc in that world you kinda soulbond to others and thats how you soulbond as a vampire#you drink each others blood and so hes flipping out because while he hasnt had your blood yet#hey your ex is going to absolutely kill me if we bond on accident and i dont think i wanna die like that!#which is VERY cool to know thank you thane im so glad your concern is actually less of being bound#but about being murdered thats really cool#also the fact thane is found in the library studying with arshem my beloved ex and is BRIBED TO LEARN RECIPES#by arshem with vials of mixed blood hes just CASUALLY CARRYING is like hey man#thank you for being group mum i love you for it#and then later on arshem actually is like oh thane you can drink my blood later since you havent fed for a while#and thane is super chipper about it like HECK YEAH THANKS !#hey boys youre adorable thank you for existing in this incredibly fucked up world#im in a choke hold with this otome im sorry#you ever try to be nice to a guy and think surely this will help him a little bit then you get background lore#and you realize youre probably making things A LOT WORSE FOR HIM by being nice#im going through it with my emotions as i learn about palmiers actions pre game swap so like#dude please i am BEGGING YOU palmier please have ONE redeeming quality in you at some point#i want to adopt one of the love interests as my son though and im obsessed with the fact he can speak fish#my son can speak to the fish and he gives me fish as a present bc i might need it later#and i do actually in fact need said fish later for another quest#thankyou my son i love you and i appreciate you youre amazing#gonna have to draw arshem at some point and everyone will immediately go yeah that makes sense
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giggling very hard thinking about tristeva at yumaliaâs wedding because while i KNOW tot heavily rushed the wedding so we barely saw any reactions (or much of. yknow, ANYTHING.), they were most definitely sobbing uncontrollably and clutching onto eachother for dear life the entire time
#everyone nearby is very uncomfortable and actively pretends they donât know them#never doubt my power to make something completely unrelated about tristeva#i mean their reactions are understandable cause these ARE their lifelong bestfriends#you best believe theyâre bawling their eyes out twenty metres away#nd then evangelyne crying makes amalia cry#which in turn makes yugo cry#and by the end the whole brotherhood is kind of fucking inconsolable and no one knows what to do#adamai is probably like. the only normal one. and heâs awkwardly patting his brother on the back cause he is SO BAD in social situations#except under his breath heâs aggressively muttering âYUGO. STOP. YOURE MAKING A SCENE.â#which. doesnât really help anyone but atleast heâs trying#oh yeah ruel was crying since before the ceremony began btw#he is very emotional at weddings especially since this is essentially his son heâs watching get hitched#also he misses his ex like crazy#ok this turned quickly into a headcanon post mb#wakfu#tristeva#yumalia
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thereâs obviously a lot that can be said about âin all my happiest memories, iâm single.â but where my beardted brainrot brain goes to is. oh? you mean whenever youâre with ted? whenever your attention is fully on Ted and youâre spending time with Ted? those happiest memories?
#Tedbeard#ted lasso#coach beard#beardted#like oh you mean time spent with your boy best friend and his (now) ex wife and son? Your family?#Brendan has even SAID that beard was more willing to ride with ted than nurture other relationships#Also donât mind me Iâm constantly agonizing over pre-canon beard and ted shenanigans
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If I was funnier and had the time, I would write a batfam fanfic that would actually be a very bad telenovela where everyone is terrible and dramatic, the worst ships ever thought about happen and they all fight to get bruces inheritance or want to be on WE or something like that. It would be like wfa but with completely opposite vibes
#and you would tell me girl if you want a telenovela read ntt and i would say yeah thats on my list#like imagine the potential#babs is a resentful woman (amargada y despechada) because dick cheated on her with kory after he proposed#tim is thw worst because hes dating steph but of course he cheats with bernard but then kon is his friends to lovers so he cheats again#and like idk jason gets a gf and cass seduces her because she hates his guts#but then cass wants steph after she breaks up with tim but has to choose between true love and vengance (sleeping with jasons gf)#and maybe she chooses both#and alfred is the most two faced son of a bitch you can conceive#bruce is just oblivious to all of this btw#maybe they all get an evil step mother or smth#oh and of course babs and jason would have something!!! what is better than getting with your exs brother lmaoooo#mayne stephanie is next or maybe she gets with kon too idk#talking tag#this is my shameful post of the month feel free to throw tomatoes#and also this would only be funny for me#and it would be in spanish because im not writing all that in english it loses its thing#juan pedro!! no me puedo creer que te hayas acostado con barbara!!! despues de todo lo que ricardo y ella han pasado!!! que pensara alfredo#and you would say to me: isnt everything ooc and slightly problematic and yeah. the true spirit of the telenovela
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fascinating to me, that while abby was gone, she gained a fiancĂ© and two step daughters, and buck gained a husband and a son, and buck isnât aware of said husband and son, because he thinks theyâre just his best friend and his son, who he sometimes has play dates with đ€ŠđŒââïž
#ââitâs eddieâs house iâm not really a guest.â đ#evan buckley get your head out of your ass iâm begging#i wish abby found out about chris but both buck and eddie were busy being weirdo#s over her return#like why is eddie so heated???#oh your boy best friendâs ex came back to town#it was before they even met#it would be like buck getting jealous of shannon#him storming off after saying sam is abbyâs fiancĂ©#like okay???#iâd expect that from buck not eddie but sure#why is he jealous over a woman that buck is very not getting back together with#why is he shown to be jealous in general#like hello?? can you hear me??#also s3 having neither of them date is interesting#like buck complaining about being single#(and totally not minding getting not-set up with josh)#like buddie are married (and briefly divorced) in s3#like so bad#and i know it gets worse and more brain melting#but like yeah s3 you are interestingâąïž#and likeeee the implication that buck almost thinks abby cheated on him while he was waiting for her#my man you met eddie the episode after abby left#like i know it supposed to be a few weeks later but like#literally speed ran a marriage and having a son and you#are mad she has a new family#make it make sense#like the whole point was that they needed to change each other then leave each other#anyways crazy shit happening on the weewoo show#gwen watches stuff
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ââËïœĄâ SHE'S BACK!
GUESS HE COULDN'T KEEP IT IN, SO HE HAD TO KEEP IT INSIDE! âËâč⥠dilf!gojo satoru x teacher!reader
tags: smut, unprotected sex, breeding kink, exhibitionism, getting caught, he fucks you while he's on the phone, overstimulation, dumbfication, fluff, gojo has an ex-wife, yuuji is gojo's son, age-gap.
A/N: well, this was surely and adventure and maybe self-indulgent title because guess what?, i'm back baby.
It was a nice morning, he felt clean. Like his life was finally steadying. Even after some stressful weeks trying to get rid of his now ex-wife, he won the trial and kept Yuuji. Poor little boy, just turning 5 years old and heâs already facing all this type of stress. But thankfully he will not be experiencing enduring his crazy mother behavior. Which basically was a gold digger, and a bitchâ Not that he would ever say that outloud, maybe with other words? Bastard? Witch? Not that it really matters right now.
He could finally take a break now, just focusing on raising his little boy, and being an old boring 31 year old dad. Life doesnât sound that bad.
âDaddy! Daddy!,â His son went running to his arms, almost stumbling by himself- clear happiness shown on his face. Quickly, Gojo opened his arms ready to lift the young kid. âMiss Y/N congratulated me on my homework! She was pretty amazed!â
Your name wasnât unknown to him, Yuuji was very open when talking about his favorite teacher, even though he hasnât seen you yet- from what heâs been told youâre the kidâs favorite, including Yuujiâs. âI had to talk about whoâs my hero, and I chose you!â If this day wasnât going great, it was now. Because his son's comment just made his whole week, life even.
âOh look dad!â The little boy pointed towards your moving frame, each time getting clñoser towards them. âDaddy, this is Miss Y/N!â Yuuji kept presenting the both of you. He was really excited to present his two favorite persons to each other- but all Gojo could think of whatâs how young and beautiful you looked. He expected someone older, maybe even an old lady with wrinkles and that loving grandma vibes, but what he saw made his heart beat in a way he never thought he would feel ever more.
âDaddy? Are you paying attention?â The little boy gained Gojoâs attention back, face now looking at him again. âIâm sorry kiddo, kinda just zoned out there. What did you just say?â
âUhh, what was it? Oh! Did I tell you Miss Y/N told me you were a very handsome man?â
âYuuji!â His gaze moved towards your blushed face, a hand covering part of your face. âIâm so sorry Mr.Gojo, I didnât intend to say-â
Gojo cut you off before you could continue apologizing âItâs okay, I also think Ms.Y/N is a very beautiful woman.âÂ
Uh, well. So this is how kinda you found yourself in this situation right now.
You swear it wasnât your intention! You really tried, you really did, but how could someone say no to Mr.Gojo? And mostly because he really showed his attraction towards you. Sending Yuuji with a rose for you every day, and the little boy was rooting for his dad, because dear god- he did not shut up about him, and how happy he would be with a new girlfriend and maybe one he could call âmommyâ and give him a sister.Â
That made you blush.Â
Not only because the little boy commented on it, and was agreeing- but because it was his dadâs idea.
âYouâre so wet, s-shit.â Loud thrusts filled the room, he was fucking you raw on his sofaâ waiting for Yuujiâs mom to bring him back, the little boy was eager to come back and âsee Ms.Y/N and his daddy finally starting to fall in loveâ
Kids being kids. But, he was right- the both of you were falling in love with eachother.
Gojo throws back his head, immersed in the warmth radiating off your walls and he lets your moans take him to another world. In a haste decision, he slips your dress over your head before tossing it. He mouths at your tits, plump and stiff between his lips, and he hurdles a deeper round of thrusts inside you.Â
When you get a little too loud, his hand comes over to clamp your mouth, wolf like eyes staring back at you, âShut it. You donât deserve to speak.â
His thin white tee that stays a barrier between you and him does not hide the rippling body underneath that seemed to be sculpted by gods. He presses into you, grunting, using you like his personal sex doll and you embrace it, thrive from it, come to it. Your hips contract, slewing in perfect circles, before having your legs fall gradually lifeless as you arousal drip down your thighs.
âFfffucckkk- oh baby, would you like that? Be full of me and my baby? Make me a daddy again?â
âyesyesyesyes, make me yours Mr.Gojo-âÂ
He pays your climax no mind,a smirk clearly showing on his face while he fucks you on his sofa- You could muffle your screams of pleasure easier here. Turning your head back to face him, you notice now heâs shirtlessâtaut and shiny from sweat like a large set of Hawaiian rollsâbefore seeing how quick he is to fit back inside you.
âGood girl.â His husky voice resonates and pushes you back into the sheets. âGood girls get rewards, donât they?â Your poor fucked up mind couldnât think clearly now. The way your abused and overstimulated pussy was still taking his rock hard cock gratefully inside you was making every feel giddy. A sudden noise bringing back a little part of your senses, Gojo clearly grunting grabbed his what you suppose phone, and answered. Not bothering to stop his thrusts.
âYeah?,â His voice sounded almost like a whisper because of how breathy it was. âGojo? Iâm almost at your house- Yuuji wanted some ice-cream and bought some for you and⊠your new girlfriend?â His chuckle interrupted his ex-wifeâs conversation, accompanied with a whimper at the feeling of you clenching on him- overstimulation clearly bringing you back to climax soon again.
A slap was heard from his part of the line, an unbelievable laugh coming from his ex-wife line, clearly noticing what was going on and then she finally heard you moan. You couldnât keep it in anymore, and you were too fucked out to feel embarrased about it right now.
âFinish before I leave Yuuji- Enjoy yourself.â Gojo was so lost in pleasure that he didnât even realize she hung up before he even processed what happened.
His grunts and sounds of skins slapping are all you hear as he pounds you back into the sofa. It feels like heaven beneath his weight. You were feeling flushed to the touch, but making contact with his skin was like an inferno. He was the embodiment of heat and as suffocating as that couldâve been, it melts you like itâs how it always shouldâve been.
His pace eventually falters, followed by a hushed âfuck,â and he empties out into your used hole. The moment he pulled out, a knock was heard.Â
âShit. Can you walk?â
PART 2
#gojo satoru smut#gojo satoru#jujutsu kaisen#jujutsu kaisen smut#jjk smut#gojo smut#satoru smut#gojo x reader#gojo x reader smut#gojo satoru x reader#gojo jujutsu kaisen#geto smut#jjk x reader#jujutsu kaisen spoilers#toji smut#gojo x you#smut
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Everybody knows that Iâm a good girl, officer.
Officer!Agnes x reader
Summary: After almost burning your house down because of your boyfriend you end up at the police office, being interrogated by your ex girlfriend.
Warnings: +18, smut, dom/sub dynamics, dom!Agatha, bratty sub!reader, handcuffs, chocking, hair pulling, degrading kink, praise kink, strap on, slight spanking kink, daddy kink, fluff.
Word count: 4k
A/N: this is my first fic so I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing! Also english is not my first language <3
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You honestly didnât know how it happened, one minute you were screaming at your cheater of a boyfriend and his fucking side chick and the next thing you remember was running out of the house, trying to get away from the flames.
You sighed in relief, finally at home after a long and stressful day at work, your boss was being a bitch again and making you do extra hours just because she feels like it. God how you hated her, you just wanted to go home, have a nice dinner and watch some bad movie with your boyfriend.Â
As you reached your door, searching for your keys inside of your needlessly big purse you heard a sound coming from inside of the house, making you stop immediately, what was that? Again, another noise, was it⊠a moan? Pressing your ear to the door you heard it once again⊠and again⊠those were definitely moans âwhat the fuck?â Was he watching porn or something? I mean you couldnât blame him if he did, you were barely home, but then you heard it, someone moaning his name.Â
Your heart stopped for a moment, he could not⊠could he?Â
With shaky hands and ringing ears you carefully opened the door, the sight of candles all around the hall and into the living room making you shake your head, no, no no no no no, three years, three years of relationship, this couldnât be happening, right? He wouldnât throw it all away, not like that, right? Your mind was playing with you, it had to be that.
Slowly, you made your way to said living room, the moans and grunts getting louder, and your heart pace getting quicker, and then you saw it, you wereât crazy, it was really happening âYou motherfuckerâ your hoarse voice causing the room fall silent, your now, ex boyfriend, throwing the blonde girl off his lap, watching as she immediately put her clothes on and ran through the door, you didnât care a bit about her.
You only focused how he made his way to you, the noises of him trying to talk to you into a pit of lies sounded blurry.
âHoney, itâs not what it looks like I swearâ mhm⊠what a cliche lie,
âItâs her fault! She seduced meâ great try, another one,Â
âIâm so sorry, my loveâ huh, that was a good one⊠no,
âItâs not my fault youâre never home to get me off, I had to find someone else!â oh there was it, that son of a bitch.
Everything went red, you werenât conscious of what you were doing, throwing everything your hands reached at him, screaming how much of a stupid fucker he was, not even trying to hide it, doing it in your own fucking home! And you didnât realize one of the many things you threw at him was one of the big candles he set, hitting against the curtains.
It happened too fast, there was fire everywhere, and you stood there, frozen in the middle of the living room, staring at the burnt out wall, realizing what a stupid thing you did, I mean you didnât even love him, you never did, but you trusted him, and you felt fucking betrayed.Â
It wasnât until a big flame got into your view you got out of your shock and ran out of the house, a police car already waiting for you.
And now here you were, sat in the interrogation room, leg shaking with anxiety and your heel kicking the floor repeatedly, staring at the door as if someone would appear faster. Youâve been waiting like 20 minutes already, and you knew there was only one person in the police office at this hour so you didnât understand why she was making you suffer like this.
Itâs something she have always loved to do.
As those thoughts ran through your head the door opened, revealing the brunette woman, she leaned against the door after closing it, studying you for a moment, she tried to grasp everything around her head, trying to understand the reason behind all of this âIâm very curious⊠what made you burn your house down and nearly killing you and your boyfriend?â
You scoffed and the last word ânot my boyfriend, not after tonightâ your words sounded furious and⊠painful, you squirmed in the chair, feeling quite uncomfortable âI didnât mean to ok? You know Iâm not that crazyâÂ
Agnes and you had a⊠situationship in the past, you both wanted more, wanted a serious relationship but her work and schedule were a problem, you barely saw her once a week or two causing you to argue a lot, so you both decided to part ways and stay friends, it was the best for both of you.
Or thatâs what you wanted to believe anyway.
The older woman hummed, detaching herself from the door and sitting on the chair in front of you âI knowâ of course she knew, she knew you werenât capable of hurting a flower âthatâs why Iâm asking youâÂ
You looked up at her from your fidgeting hands âI caught that fucker cheating, alright? I-I got furious and started throwing things at him and maybe⊠accidentally, I threw him a lit candleâ replaying the scene in your head you let out a giggle, seeing his stupid face was worth it after all âbut honestly Agnes? I donât regret a thingâ
Well⊠maybe you were a little crazy.
She fought back a smirk, she couldnât blame you, he deserved it, she always knew that bastard wasnât good for you, and if she had found out about it before she would have done the same thing, or worse, no one but she can mess with her girl âwell, Iâm sorryâ she wasnât, at all âbut Iâm afraid you have to spend the night in the tankâ
What? No
No way you were gonna spend a second in that hell hole.
And just like that, an idea crossed your mind, it was risky but you knew very well it would work, for both of you.
âBut⊠Aggieâ you whined, looking at her with doe eyes, yes⊠you were playing that card âyou know Iâm a good girlâ she flinched in surprise, feeling your foot caress her leg under the table.Â
Those eyes, those fucking eyes.
You were playing a dangerous game, but oh⊠two can play this game and she hates to lose.
Without saying a word she got up, slowly making her way around the table, you watched her intently, like a prey watching her hunterâs next move, and then suddenly you let out a gasp, she threw your chair back with a kick, caging you between her arms, resting them on each side of the chair.
âAre you? Because I only remember you being a fucking bratâ she was so close, so close you could smell her woody perfume, her breath against your face, fuck how youâve missed her, every smell, every touch, every word of hers.
No one could ever compare to Agnes.
âAnd I remember you loving it⊠you loved to fuck the brattiness out of me, you loved to shut me up shoving your dick in my mouthâ your hand carefully ran up her leg, watching her breath hitch you never took your eyes off hers, and just as you reached her crotch you felt something hard, making you bite you lip âyou havenât changed a bit Agnes, always packing around with that purple d-âÂ
She didnât let you finish, grabbing you by the throat, shoving you up and against the wall, earning a huffed grunt from you and grabbing her wrist for support.
There she was, the rough Agnes you always loved, how she lost control of herself because of you, it made you weak on the knees, your mind already fogging into submission, but you had to fight it back, you wanted to test her limits, to totally break her, and let her break you from the inside in return.
On her end she knew she should tease you further, see how far you were capable of going but she was so weak for you, all this time apart from you, trying to find you in other girls but there wasnât anyone like you, she only wanted you, she needed you, like she knew you needed her.
âYouâre playing a dangerous game you know youâll lose to here, petâ
God, you loved when she called you that, her pet, her plaything, her doll to play around anytime and anywhere she wanted.Â
No.
Focus.
Break her.
âIs that the best you can do Aggie? Aww, maybe I was wrong, maybe youâve lost your sparkâÂ
Yes, yes, yes, that was the look you were searching for, that rough, primal look that sent you into a subspace without hesitation, you were ready to take whatever she wanted to give you.
Agnes pushed her leg between yours, pressing against your center, watching as your face squirmed in pleasure, she always found it fascinating how she could pull these kind of reactions out of you with such little actions âyou really think youâre in control here, hm?â
You both knew the answer, you both knew there was no way you could take control.
âA-Agnes, is this really the place to do this?â Your voice came out hushed and shaky, your mind fighting to get a hold of itself.
The older woman chuckled darkly at your state âoh please, donât tell me youâre chickening out now dollâ and she knew you were right, the interrogation room was no place for this but she knew too neither of you were gonna be capable of waiting another second.Â
She would deal with the consequences later.
Her hand on your throat loosened, letting you breathe for a bit, they travelled down your figure, stopping on your waist, her eyes burning into yours, you saw her expression change for a moment âyou have no idea how much I missed youâ
Shit, this wasnât in your plan.
You gulped, trying to loose the nervous knot in your throat âI missed you too, every fucking dayâ your voice came out in a whisper, as if you were telling her your deepest secret, and maybe it was.Â
Agnes pulled you close, her hands tightening around your waist as if you were going to disappear from her grasp, she had to make sure this was real and not just a dream.
Your lips ghosted against hers, your hands caressing her face, eyes still locked on each other, both of you trying to search for any sign of regret âare you sure you want this?â that made you nod eagerly âI need words babyâ
âYes, yes Aggie, I want you⊠I need youâ
And then her lips were on yours, it was slow and sweet at first, both of you trying to savour the moment after all these years apart, but just as a moan escaped your lips Agnes lost it, her tongue asking for entrance licking your lip, you immediately let her, submitting to her, letting her take control of the kiss.Â
You were always so good to her, always her good girl.
She walked backwards until her legs hit the table turning you both around âupâ she simply said patting your hip softly, causing your puffy lips break into a smile, and of course you obeyed her, hopping on the table before grabbing her by the collar and smashing your lips against hers again.
Your impatient hands deciding to rip her flannel shirt after various failing attempts unbuttoning it, the action making the older woman to laugh against your lips âyouâre buying me a new oneâÂ
You huffed âyou have plenty of those, officerâ she smirked at the new title.
âCute, but I like the old title betterâ her hands making their way into your pencil skirt, stroking your inner thighs, realizing how much she missed your soft and warm skin, how she missed having those thighs around her head, clenching and unclenching with every one of her touch.
âOkay⊠daddyâÂ
And just with that her whole mind went feral, grabbing the slit of your skirt she ripped it in two, making you gasp and looking at her in disbelief âwell, now weâre evenâ before you could spit back at her she cupped your cunt, your head falling back with a moan âfuck, did I make you this wet, pet?â She bit her lip, rubbing the wet spot on your thong with her fingers.Â
âYou know you always do, even only the thought of you doesâ That stroked her ego, thinking how you got this messy only thinking of her, after all this time, it made her even more eager to ruin you.
You watched her as she got on her knees, your breath hitching as she travelled your thighs with kisses, pushing your legs apart so she could tease you further but never where you really wanted her.Â
You knew what she wanted, teasing you like that, playing with the stripes of your thong with her fingers, but you just whined, grabbing her head attempting to push her to your center but she just sat back, looking at you with a raised eyebrow âcome on⊠itâs not that hard to ask me nicely if you want it that bad, dollâ
Groaning desperately, your mind trying to fight back the words you just stared at her with heavy breath, her eyes watching your every desperate move, knowing very well the fight that was going on in that pretty head of yours.
And she knew exactly how to get it out of you.
âDo it for me, pet, come on beg for daddyâ she then continued with her kisses, now starting from your ankle, watching as you gripped the ends of the table tightly âbe a good girl and beg for me to fuck you, sweet thingâ
Your jaw hanged low, your eyebrows furrowing in total desperation.
Come on, you just have to say the word.
Be a good girl.
Her good girl.
âPleaseâÂ
It came out shaky, her kisses stopping to look at you âplease, please fuck me Aggieâ
Yes, much better.Â
She had you just where she wanted you âthere you are, my good girlâ
Then you both rushed to discard your thong and the ripped skirt before she locked your legs around her shoulders, finally burring her head in your center, giving your clit a long lick that had both of you moaning, your hand flying to her hair, pushing her further into you, wanting to feel her even closer.
And she gladly did, wanting to get drunk of your taste, her skilled mouth nipping and sucking on your clit, loving every sound she pulled from you, holding your hips down as they desperately rolled towards her face.Â
Your back arched into nothing as you felt her two fingers tease your entrance âfuck, daddy pleaseâ your submission making the older woman chuckle only of the vibrations to go right to your core, causing you to let out a strangled moan.
And deciding to put your suffering to an end Agnes slowly pushed her large digits inside you, feeling your legs tense around her head, her pace painfully slow, to focused on your face and reactions, your head almost snapping back as she curled her fingers inside of you, making you struggle to breathe at the amount of pleasure she was giving you.
She could never get enough of you, your intoxicating taste and addicting sounds, she could spend the rest of her life between your legs, driving you absolutely mad with just her mouth and fingers, feeling your warm hole, how you clenched and unclenched around her fingers trying to last a little more only to have her like this.
Quickening her pace, her got up, pulling you into a deep kiss as her thumb continued the abuse on your clit, swallowing your whines and moans and letting you taste yourself, her free hand making itâs way inside of your top, finding your nipple and pinching it between her finger, she always loved how you went braless everywhere, making it easier for her to access.
And when she felt your core clench harder, knowing you were already close to your orgasm, all her movements stopped âw-what are you doing?â you whined out, tears threatening to spill from your eyes from the overstimulation.
âShh, itâs okâ she kissed your temple âopen your mouthâ
Without hesitating for a second you obeyed, her fingers slipping in, making you instantly close your mouth and suck, watching as her lips parted and pupils darkening in pleasure, your tongue playing with her fingers, cleaning them before she got them out, your mouth letting out a âpopâ sound.Â
She then suddenly pushed you off the table and turned you around, pressing your front against the cold surface, manhandling you in the position she wanted âyou better keep your hands thereâ she said locking your hands on your back.
âI will, daddyâ you bit your lip from giggling shaking your ass against the hard bulge in her pants, knowing the effect that action had on the woman.Â
There was silence for a moment, you could feel her eyes on you, and then-Â
slap!
You gasped in surprise, your body jumping forward âkeep that up and it wonât be the only oneâ you felt her deep voice right in your ear, her hand caressing you red and itchy bottom cheek.
You couldnât deny and say you didnât like it, on the contrary, it felt fucking good, but right now you just wanted her to fuck you raw, so just nodded keeping in mind to bring that side of her another time.Â
The sound of a belt unbuckling reached your ears, your heartbeat fastening in excitement and your legs rubbing against each other for some friction yes please, please, please, your hands twitched, needing to grab onto something, or to feel her under your touch âkeep. them. there.âÂ
It was easy, right?
Wrong.
You swallowed a whine in anticipation, feeling her hand running down your back, stopping on your waist, and just as you felt her rub against your entrance your hands flew to grab the table for support âoh⊠my poor petâŠâ she roughly grabbed your wrists, and after a second you felt something cold around them, and then a click âyou asked for itâÂ
Did she just put her handcuffs on you? Fuck, you shouldnât find it as hot as you found it.
She took advantage of that distraction to push herself inside of you, watching your whole body squirm in pain and pleasure while a loud moan escaped your lips, stilling for a moment, letting you adjust to her size, and it only took her seeing your hips start to push back into her to slide out almost entirely before roughly pushing into you again, the table cracking at the action âfuck!âÂ
She kept her rough but slow pace, the sounds of your moans and whines getting louder, oh how she missed having you like this, all fucked out because of her, your little brain only filled with her and the pleasure she was giving you.Â
You felt her hand interlock into your hair, and in a sudden move your back was flushed against her front, both of you seeing your reflexion in the mirror on the wall âlook at you⊠already so ruined and I just started fucking youâ you clenched around the strap, wishing she could feel how your body reacted to her words, but she could see it, she saw how your breath stopped for a second, how your eyes closed with a cute little frown on your eyebrows.
Her free hand made itâs way around your throat, squeezing it just the right amount to make your mind fog, your moans fighting to get out as her pace quickened, but it wasnât enough, you needed more âp-pleaseâ you managed to let out, looking at her through the reflexion.
Just like she could read your mind she removed her hand from your hair and painfully slow travelled down your body, rubbing and pinching your nipple, scratching your lower stomach, before finally making you roll your eyes back, pressing your clit between her fingers, while her dick hit that right spot it had you seeing stars.Â
The obscene sounds of your skin against hers and your strangled breath turning the older woman on more than she would admit, her praises in your ear as she abused your clit faster âGood girl⊠youâre doing so good for daddyâ
Your legs already shaking, the knot on your lower stomach getting harder to hold âd-daddy please, please let me cumâ your almost pornographic moans getting more desperate by the second âfuck- please Iâm so close!â
âCum for meâ it only took those words from her to reach your orgasm, your lips parting in an âoâ shape, summing all over her strap.
She slowed her pace, helping you through your orgasm, only stopping when your limb body fell on the cold table, making you shudder.
She let you catch your breath for a second, stroking your back up and down before she stood you up again, turning you around to see your fucked out face.
You opened your eyes to look at her smirking face, causing you to chuckle âhiâ you whispered, closing the gap between your lips, both of you humming âare you gonna uncuff me now, officer?âÂ
âNot yetâ she pecked your lips lovingly again before looking at you, with those demanding eyes âon your kneesâÂ
You stared at her for a second, your breath hitching once again in anticipation, and slowly you got on your knees before her, watching her with doe eyes âyou know what to do, clean your mess dollâ and that you did, your tongue darting out to lick her shaft from the base, never taking your eyes off hers, slowly taking the large, purple dick into your mouth.
Her hand rested on your cheek, her thumb softly wiping away a tear that fell from your eye, her shaft hitting the back of your throat âbreathe beautiful, through your noseâ she hummed as she held your face down, enjoying having you like this again, your mouth full of her, struggling to breathe and those beautiful tears on your face.Â
So fucking obedient for her.
When you started to cough around her she finally pulled out, helping you get up, and sitting you on the table while uncuffing you, her lips kissing all over your face as you recovered, your hands fisting on her navy blue tank top as soon as they were free âyou did so good for me, sweetheartâ she whispered against your lips, making you smile.Â
âThank you AggieâÂ
You rested your forehead against hers, both of you savoring the sweet moment, her hands tightly around your waist in a possessive and protective way.
These were the moments you missed the most, her sweet self taking care of you, making sure you were ok like she didnât just fuck your brains out a minute ago.
It was almost comical.
âSo⊠officer, am I still spending the night in the tank?â She laughed at that, kissing your forehead softly, you were insufferable.
âThinking about it⊠it will be the best if you spend the night at my placeâ you bit your lip suppressing a smile, you were too excited to wake up in the morning next to the older brunette woman âwhat do you think?â
âIâd love toâ you whispered before pulling her into a loving kiss.
She helped dressing up again, giving you a pair of sweats she had in her office, and when you were gonna leave her office she grabbed you hand, pulling you flush against her.
She stared at you trying to get the words out, you could see the fight she was having in her mind projected in those blue eyes, so you planted a soft kiss on her nose, your hands caressing her cheeks trying to calm her thoughts, and then she said it.
âBe mineâ
Your eyes locked, her eyebrows furrowing in worry as you took a second to reply, but when your lips broke into a smile she knew the answer.
âI have always been yours Agnesâ
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GOOD RIDDANCE OP! ; CS55
carlos sainz x aston martin fan!reader . . . after breaking up with your stupid boyfriend your number one idol hooks you up on a date with one of his "sons" which is a driver from the same team your ex boyfriend likes
amgf i'm back to my roots!!! carlos sainz fics đ y'know some amgf lore is that carlos was the first driver i knew other than lewis but he's everywhere atp i think everyone knows him and i saw clips of him talking about alonso that i looked him up and saw him and look at me now, insane. maybe this is a little too self indulgent but what can i say, i cater to myself first when writing so... enjoy pwahahahahahaha because i had fun writing this đđ
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user32 yooooo you're in spa what the heck????
user50 if i had tweeted something like that would i have been invited to a race instead?
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user93 imagine breaking up with boyfriend because of fernando alonso and then going to the race with fernando alonso
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user17 i know exboyf is fuming //////
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â charlesleclerc HAHAHAHAHA send the team your details, we'll find a way
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user64 trendsetter yn!!! but also deserve because he actually a pos and good riddance to him
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f1wagscentral A new wag in the making? Following the viral tweet of a Fernando Alonso fan, YN LN took F1 fans in a storm with her story time about her ex-boyfriend breaking up with her because of the 2-time World Champion.
In recent news a fan tweeted to YN asking for updates about the date set up by her idol, who confirmed that things are indeed going smoothly which delighted the matchmaker, revealing he knew about their plans.
Fans deduct two drivers in the grid who could be a potential partner for YN which are Lando Norris and Carlos Sainz, with YN's instagram account privated, little information is known. Who are you rooting for, team đ¶ïž or đ§Ą?
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â yourusername i'm glad you know how important fernando alonso is to me â€ïž
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â carlossainz55 is that why you haven't soft launched me yet?
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â carlossainz55 don't joke with me amor
â yourusername it may or may not be the reason.....
â carlossainz55 how could i have missed it đ not surprised, we both know how much you hate ferrari, nonetheless glad you took the chance
â yourusername and if i told you i dated you to make my ex boyfriend jealous?
â carlossainz55 well you love me don't you?
â yourusername i think that's entry level babes, ofc i love you so much đ
â carlossainz55 i'm sure your love is enough to make him jealous, his loss and a win for me đ
â yourusername wow you're so cute, come home faster now đ
â carlossainz55 aye aye boss đ«Ą
â yourusername we can watch fernando alonso clips right?
â carlossainz55 whatever you want amor đ
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City Pigeons Bleed Green Part 17
Somewhere in the back of Bruceâs mind, there a voice that was grateful that no one Bruce had slept with had experimented on their own child. With Talia and himself there were already lines that had been crossed, but what Danny had been through was another level of horrible. Which is why that tiny voice didnât mater.
This wasnât about Bruce, this was about Danny. Danny who looked ready to bolt again. Bruce reached out and placed his hand on Dannyâs still cold cheek.
âDanny, being my clone doesnât make being my son any less true.â
âThatâs notââ Dannyâs eyes welled with tears again and he leaned into the touch even as his foot scooted backwards. âThatâs not how it works.â
âIt does for us. Our family is messy. Itâs complicated and confusing and⊠wonderful,â Bruce said. He spoke slowly both so that his words were clear, but also so that he could find the right words. âItâs a butler and orphans, assassins and demi-gods, sons and daughters and sometimes people who are neither. You being a clone is just one more thing in that mix. Youâre still my son, if youâd like to be.â
âYou canât want me, Iâm dead,â Danny insisted.
Jason set a pot down, loud enough that Dannyâs eyes flickered to him.
âKid, Danny, that doesnât mater,â Jason said in a carefully controlled tone. âItâs the same as Iâve said before, they all know I died.â
Dannyâs eyes widened, causing the tears to sleep free. He blinked rapidly.
ââŠOh.â
-
Theyâre sat around the living room, each with their own mug of hot chocolate, even Bruce Wayneâ even⊠well, Danny supposed it would be Tim Drake-Wayne, once he had shown up. He had flown through the door as he spoke through gulped breaths of air. He didnât have a domino on either. They all sipped slowly at their drinks.
They were waiting for him to talk.
Talking seemed an insurmountable challenge.
Danny took another sip of the hot chocolate and licked the sugar sprinkle bat from his lips. He didnât look at them as he spoke.
âDick Grayson, Jason Wayne, Tim Drake-Wyane. Cassandra Wayne⊠Duke Thomas, and Damian Wayne. I donât know Spoiler or Oracle. I only⊠I looked up Bruce Wayne on a library computer after I ran. Thatâs why I know.â
âClose friends of the family,â Mr. Wayne said.
âAnd ex-girlfriends,â Nightâ Dick spoke up.
âRight. Redâ Tim said him and Spoiler had dated.â Danny mumbled. He glanced over at Hood from under his bangs. Hood⊠Jason? Hood. Too many changes. Hood hadnât said anything since he had revealed everything.
He must have noticed Danny looking though, because he sent a melancholy smile Dannyâs way. âI get it. We kept a really huge piece of information from you, but we didnât lie. When we said you had us no matter what Bruce Wayne did, we meant it.â
âBut heâs your dad.â
âAnd that means we're all very good at not listening to him,â Tim said proudly.
Mr. Wayne just gave an amused snort at that.
âDandelion,â Hood said, ignoring his family, âthe first time that you looked up at Red and I we both clocked who you were instantly.â
âNot the clone part,â Red added.
This time it was Danny who gave a little snort.
(Fuck, they even snorted the same.)
Hood just flicked Red off. Tim. âSure, not the clone part.â
âBecause someone wouldnât let me take DNA,â Tim interrupted again.
âItâs corrupted anyways,â Danny said and suddenly all eyes were on him again. He ducked his head down into a shrug. âFrom my death. This form I guess it would match enough? But my ghost form wouldnât be any help.â
âYeah, I can see that,â Tim said softly. âBut also Hood was right, you didnât deserve us doing that to you right then, even if I just wanted to help. But that doesnât mean we didnât know that you came from Bruce. You just came from him in a different way than we thought.â
âYou were family right away, kid,â Hood said. âIf didnât matter your name or pronouns or history or if youâve died or even that youâre a clone. As soon as we got a good look at you, you were family.â
Danny could feel the tears coming again and he wiped at his eyes in frustration. He wanted to just stop crying today.
âYou could have been wrong,â Danny said. They didnât get it, why didnât they get it?
âCould have. But you were still a hurt kid that needed help,â Hood said.
âYou donât need blood to be family,â Dick said. âMe and Jason and Tim and Cass and Duke⊠Alfred, none of have blood with each other or Bruce and Damian. If you had turned out to not be related to Bruce at all? Well, you were already family.â
The tears came now and Danny couldnât stop them. The hot chocolate was taken carefully from his hands by Jason while Dick pulled him into a hug.
âI donâtâ I donât get it,â Danny said through the sobs. âWhy can you allâ why can you all love me after a month when theyâ when myâ when the people that were supposed to be my parents never did?â
âDannyââ
âThey killed me!â Danny roared. He was shaking now and Dick help him tighter. âThey made me just to kill me and cut me into pieces! I was their son! I wasâŠ. I was their son. Why couldnât they love me?â
Between one blink and the next Mr. Wayne was up from his chair and in front of Danny. His large hand was so warm on Dannyâs cheek. Danny sobbed harder.
âI donât know, sweetheart, I donât know because you are so loveable. Itâs something wrong with them, not with you. I already know youâre wonderful and I canât wait to get to know you more.â
Danny didnât get it.
Danny didnât believe it yet.
But god did Danny want it.
Danny flung himself forwards, landing in the arms that were waiting to catch him, and let himself cry.
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âNose bleed stopped and heâs resting now. Jay is staying in there with him in case he wakes,â Dick said as he closed the door to Dannyâs bedroom softly behind him. A sad, wet blue lump was in his other hand. âWeâll try to get his bear dried out, it was in the bag he took.â
âSee if the dryer has an air dry setting,â Bruce said. When both sons in the room looked at him in surprise he just gave a little shrug. âDickie used to play with Zitka outside all the time. I learned to help make sure she was always ready for bed.â
Dickie gave a little laugh. It was heavily tinged with stress, but it was a laugh. Bruce would take what he could get right then. Jay still had a job, so heâd be alright for now. Dick would need to stay busy and close to people, but both those would do most of the work for the moment. It was Tim that Bruce had to worry about the moment; he was being very silent.
âTim, chum, are you done with your drink?â
Tim blinked up from staring down at said drink. âWhat?â
Bruce crouched down in front of Tim (trying not to think of how he crouched down in front of a sobbing Danny just a bit ago) and took the mug. âWhat are you turning over in that head of yours, chum?â
Tim fiddled with his nails now that the mug was out of his hands. Bruce wouldnât stop it unless Tim managed to make himself bleed. It wouldnât be the first time or the last.
âSweetheart?â
âItâs going to take him a long time to believe usâ this,â Tim said, the words almost a rush.
Bruce nodded slowly. âThat makes sense.â
âAnd he could run again,â Tim continued, still speaking quickly. âIt could all be going well and then suddenly he could be thinking of running again because heâs doubting things.â
âOkay Tim,â Bruce said with careful words. His mind was running through all the times when Tim had pulled away from the family, âwhat do you think we can do to help that?â
Tim shrugged and looked away. âI guessâ I mean, saying things to him is good but it wonât get as far as actions. And those actions need to include making him feeling useful.â
âButââ Dick started, the dryer now rumbling away in the linen closet.
âIâm not saying make him do work,â Tim interrupted. âBut until he can consistently believe that we want him in the family, him feeling useful will help give him a reason to stay. As long as heâs useful, he wonât think that thereâs no reason for him to stay when he thinks no one wants him around.â
Gently, Bruce reached out and took Timâs hand away from where his cuticle had started to split and bleed. He pulled out his handkerchief and dabbed at the spot gently. âWeâll make sure to offer him ways to help out. Weâll talk as a family about where the lines will be and what sort of work is alright, especially as Danny is still healing.â
Tim took a careful breath and nodded. âGood.â
âAnd Tim?â Bruce waited until Tim was looking at him to continue. âI love you and Iâm very glad that you are part of this family.â
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Bruce sent Dick back to the manor after Cass arrived. They talked about what was best and agreed together that for Danny, Bruce still needed to be here in the morning. Bruce knew Dick hated to leave, but he was the other one who could handle Damian and whatever moods this may have invoked. And they were both worried about pulling Jason away from Danny right then.
Once Dick had wrangled Damian, they all had a meeting. Jason joined in with headphones Tim delivered and stayed mostly silent. Alfred lingered behind Dickâs shoulder.
Bruce went over the day, doing his best to treat it like a debrief just so that he could get through it without his heart breaking the rest of the way.
Danny had run of his own volition, afraid that those who had hurt him would find them. He was most afraid of them hurting Jason and Damian. (Dick pulled Damian close). He wasnât Bruceâs son, biologically speaking, but his clone. They would try, with permission, to take some blood and analyze it soon. There were worries about the state of Dannyâs DNA that Bruce wanted them to look into, for Dannyâs safety.
There was worry any tests might set Danny off.
Danny knew about their identities, though they did not share Stephanie and Barbaraâs nameâ both girls gave their go ahead. He seemed confused, but alright. They had to be ready for a possible out burst over it later after everything that had sunk in.
They would be sure to give Danny things to do that made him a quick part of the family, Bruce wanted everyone to think what those would be. There was to be nothing that was patrolling or anything dangerous. They would all agree on the list.
When Bruce ran out of things to say, Alfred stepped forward, there as always to help with the next step. âIs there anything specific I should prepare for his room?â
âBlue,â Cass suggested.
âStars,â Tim said from where he was tucked into Cassâ side. âHe likes space. Maybe one of those projectors that turns the ceiling into the night sky?â
âSoft blankets,â Jason spoke, a quiet addition.
âAn air diffuser, natural scents like flowers and earth,â Dick chimed in.
âA⊠a pet,â Damian said, words uncharacteristically hesitant, though he straightened up defiantly at the look of confusion on everyoneâs face. âIf he is a flight risk, then a pet will be something he stays for. It will also be a responsibility for him that is little effort and not dangerous. Also, when he needs company but the family is⊠overwhelming, his pet will be there for him. There are many cats and some suitable dogsat the shelter right now, I will take him.â
Bruceâs mouth twitched up in a little smile. âThatâs a very good idea, thank you. Iâm sure Danny would like your help, after we introduce you two properly.â
Damian nodded, though that slight uncertainty was still there in the curve of his shoulders.
âDami?â Dick prompted.
âWhen will I be able to meet him? Properly.â
âHow about in a few days, before we move him to the manor, Iâll bring you over with me, okay ayouni? We can bring lunch with us and have a meal together,â Bruce offered.
Damian nodded sharply, a slight smile on his lips. âAcceptable.â
âGood. We will try to have everyone over before we move Danny, which will be mostly on his timetable. For now, everyone get some rest.â
There was a chime of voices agreeing to that and signing off. Bruce made sure he was the last to leave the call.
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AN: It's... mmm... not great day, so you all are getting this now instead of tomorrow when ao3 updates. Stay delightful, darlings <3
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âI canât wait âtill we chill, what you wanna do?â
- you left Price with the kids as you went on date, the date couldnât be bad right?
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âJohn, can you come pick me up?â You shiver in the cool night air, pressing your phone to your ear as you hold yourself.
âWas he that bad?â Price snickers on the other side of the phone, âI told ya, love,â he chuckles making you roll your eyes at the pet name.
âShut up,â you huff, annoyance lacing your tone mixed with a hint of amusement. âJust hurry⊠please.â
âAlright, alright Iâm cominâ.â Price hangs up the phone, leaving you to wait in the cold a little longer before his car pulls up in front of you.
You find yourself smiling as you stare at Price's hands gripping the steering wheel, dropping your smile as he glances over at you, a sly grin spreading across his face. âI see ya looking, love,â he teases, looking from the corner of his eyes over at you.Â
You roll your eyes playfully, feeling a warmth in your chest at his teasing. "Just drive, John," you say, unable to stop the smile tugging at your lips. You turn in your seat to hide the blush creeping up your cheeks, grateful for the darkness of the car.Â
Price chuckles softly, the sound making your heart flutter as he drives the familiar route to your home. As you get out of the car, Price leans over the console, his eyes trailing over your body before locking with yours. "You gonna let me come in?" he asks, a smirk playing on his lips, "you know, say goodnight to my kids?"
"Fine, but just for a minute," you reply, trying to sound stern but failing. You feel his gaze lingering on you as Price follows you through to the front door and up to your twin's room.
You lean against the door frame, watching as he bends down to kiss your sleeping son goodnight, a warmth spreading through your chest at the sight of him being a dad all over again, remembering all the times like this before the divorce. He moves over to your daughter's bed and tucks her in tighter, whispering a soft goodnight.
"Are you staying for breakfast?" your daughter mumbles, looking up at Price with sleepy eyes. He looks down at her with a soft smile, "I donât know, Ya gotta ask your mom first, sweetheart." Your daughter looks over at you with hopeful eyes, silently asking for permission.
"Of course, daddy can stay for breakfast, " you say with a smile as your daughter's face lights up with joy, "but you gotta go to sleep now." Price nods in agreement, giving the twins a final goodnight kiss before quietly leaving the room with you.
You walk him back downstairs, heading to the kitchen to grab two glasses and a bottle of whiskey. As you pour the drinks, Price leans against the counter, staring at you with a loving gaze. "What, John?" you ask, noticing the look in his eyes.
"Nothing, love, just looking," he replies, making your face heat up with a blush that you try to hide by turning back to the drinks.
"Don't call me that," you say under your breath, handing him a glass. "I'm not your wife anymore." Price takes the glass from you, a grin spreading across his face.
"Oh come on, what, you don't like it anymore? I thought you loved it when I called you that," he teases, taking a sip of his whiskey. You roll your eyes, trying to ignore the memories that flood back at his words.
"Yeah, when we were married" you mutter, taking a sip of your drink and avoiding his gaze as you stand across from him. Price chuckles, setting his glass down on the counter. He steps closer to you, holding your cheek gently in his hand. You wanna push him away but you can't help the familiar warmth that spreads through you as he cradles your face. He lifts your chin, locking eyes with you.
His thumb traces your lips softly, a gesture that still makes your heart race despite the months you've been apart. He pulls you closer, his lips brushing against yours causing your breathing to hitch in your throat. The familiar smell of his cologne clouds around you as you grab onto his shirt, bunching the fabric in your fists. "John, we can't keep doing this," you whisper in the small space between you.
"Tell me no then, and I'll stop," he responds his voice barely above a whisper. The tension between you two is palpable, but you never tell him to stop knowing that deep down, you don't want him to.
"One kiss won't hurt," you rationalize, leaning in to meet his lips with yours. The kiss is slow and passionate as he holds your face in his hand gently, letting his tongue slide against yours. As the kiss deepens, his hands roam over your back, holding you against him. You can feel yourself losing control as his hand slips under your dress, resting on the curve of your ass.
Price kneads the soft flesh with a hunger that matches his own, sending a rush of desire between your legs. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you run your fingers through his hair, tugging gently. "John, upstairs, please," you pant breathlessly between kisses.
"Ya sure?" You nod eagerly, letting him lift you effortlessly in his arms and carry you up the stairs to your bedroom. As he lays you down on your bed, he leaves a trail of open-mouthed kisses along your neck and collarbone, making you bite down on your lip to stifle a moan. He slides down the straps of your dress, exposing your bare chest to the cool air of the room.
The anticipation builds as he kisses down the center of your chest, your back arching in response to his touch. You hold the back of his head in your hands as he moves to your tits, kissing and teasing your sensitive nipples until they harden under his touch. Your breathing quickens as he takes one of your nipples into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it before gently sucking.
You look down at him with desire, feeling the growing ache between your legs. As he continues to suck your tits, you push your hips up against him, silently begging for more. Price moves to the other nipple, giving it the same attention as the first. His hands move slowly down your sides, tracing every curve of your body as he buries his face in your chest.
You moan softly as Price releases your nipple with a pop, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he sits up to look down at you. "Look at you, love," he murmurs, his voice husky with desire. "So fucking beautiful." He pulls the rest of your dress off, revealing your naked body underneath before moving to your heels and slowly removing them, placing gentle kisses on each of your ankles as he does so.
You watch in anticipation as he spreads your legs apart, a smirk playing on his lips as he sees the growing damp spot on your panties. "No one's been taking care of my girl, huh?" He teases, sliding his hands up your thighs until they reach the edge of your panties. You shake your head, unable to form words as his fingers brush against the damp fabric, making you gasp softly.
"I gotcha now, don't worry," he whispers, his voice low and husky as he slowly slides your panties off, leaving you completely exposed to him. You sit up to stare down at him as he positions himself between your legs, his warm breath teasing your inner thighs. Price places a kiss on your aching clit, pushing your thighs to your chest to give him better access.
"Missed this pretty pussy of yours," he murmurs, looking up at you, making you shy away from his intense gaze. Your breath hitches as he leans in, his tongue darting out to lick a stripe up your slit before he wraps his lips around your clit, sucking gently. Your hands instinctively reach for his head, your fingers tangling in his hair as you moan softly, grinding your hips against his face.
Price pulls back, replacing his mouth with his fingers, slowly sliding them inside you as he watches your reactions closely, a smug smile playing on his lips. "You taste so good," he grunts, his voice low and rough. His tongue presses against your clit, flicking and teasing the sensitive bud until you're squirming and arching your back in pleasure, unable to contain your moans. "Shh, the kids are asleep," he whispers, his fingers moving faster inside you, his other hand gripping your hip tightly. "Can't -fuck, you feel so good," you moan, trying to reach for his hand.
"You wanna hold my hand, love?" he chuckles when you nod, intertwining his fingers with yours as his fingers curl inside you in just the right way to make you gasp. You cover your mouth with your free hand, trying to muffle your moans as Price returns to your clit, sucking and licking the bud with the same fervor as his fingers. Your hips sputter and buck against his face as you feel the heat building in your core, his touch driving you closer to the edge with each movement.
"I'm gonna cum, John, please, baby, don't stop," you whimper, your voice shaky with need. Price lets go of your hand, reaching up to knead your tits, teasing your nipples as he continues his ministrations. As you feel the tension in your body reaching its peak, you clamp your hand over your mouth to stifle the loud moans threatening to escape.
"That's it, love, come for me," he murmurs against your cunt. Your hips arch off the bed as you finally reach your climax, reaching for his hand for support as you desperately ride out the waves of pleasure coursing through your body. Price holds your hips tightly as you shudder and gasp, your body still trembling from the intensity of your orgasm.
You lay limp under him, panting softly as he presses gentle kisses along your inner thighs before kissing his way back up your body. You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him down to your lips, kissing him slowly and deeply, tasting yourself on his lips.
Price's hands roam over your body, cupping your tits, eliciting soft moans from your lips as he brushes over your sensitive nipples. You continue to kiss him passionately, trying to get his shirt off, eager to feel his bare skin against yours.
Price breaks away from the kiss, his eyes never leaving yours as he quickly removes his shirt, revealing his toned chest. You chew on your bottom lip as he moves to his pants, pulling them down just enough to reveal his cock straining against his boxers.
Your breath hitches at the sight, anticipation building as he pulls himself free from his boxers, a bead of pre-cum glistening at the tip. He wraps a hand around himself, stroking slowly as he watches your reaction, a smirk playing on his lips.
"Don't look so surprised," he groans, tightening his hand around his cock, "I know you can take it, love." You spread your legs wider, eager for him to fill you as you feel the heat pooling between your legs again.
You reach down to touch yourself, moaning softly as you match his rhythm, the anticipation of him inside you driving you wild. "I want you inside me, please," you whimper, your voice barely audible over the sound of his heavy breathing.
Price pulls you closer, pushing your legs further apart as he positions himself at your entrance, whispering, "Keep 'em open for me, okay?â You nod, eagerly waiting as his cock teases your wetness before finally sliding inside you. His eyes stay fixed on your cunt as he slowly slides deeper into you.
You sit up to watch as he slowly starts to thrust in and out, a whiny moan escaping your lips as you watch him disappear into you. The feeling of him stretching you out makes your jaw go slack, your hands gripping the sheets as you look up at him, feeling every inch of him filling you up completely. "Is this good?" Price asks, leaning over you, his eyes focused on your face as he starts to move inside you with a slow and steady rhythm.
"Oh my -fuck, yes," you manage to gasp out. You cling to Price desperately, your nails digging into his biceps as you meet his thrusts with your movements. Price holds your face gently in his hands, his eyes locked with yours as he whispers, "You feel so good, baby -god your body was fucking made for me."
He buries his face in the crook of your neck, his breath hot against your skin as he lazily plants soft kisses along your collarbone. You hold onto him tighter, savoring the feeling of his lips on your skin and the weight of his body against yours.
The room is filled with the sound of heavy breathing and your soft quiet moans as his cock slowly brings you to the edge once again. Price pants heavily against your ear, his movements becoming more urgent and desperate as he drives you both toward release. The soft sound of his name escaping your lips in a breathless plea only spurs him on even further, his hand gripping your hips possessively as he speeds up his thrusts, determined to have you come around his cock.
His eyes are locked on yours, filled with love and desire as he watches you unravel beneath him. You lean up to capture his lips in a hungry, passionate kiss, moaning against his mouth as your clit bumps against his pelvis with each thrust. Your body curls into his, your nails digging into his back as you feel the pressure building in your core. "I'm gonna come," you gasp, feeling the tension in your body reaching its peak.
"I know, love, me too," he grunts with a chuckle. Price's movements become more urgent as he feels your gummy walls spasm around him, pushing him closer to his own release as he helps you ride out your orgasm, his own release not far behind. He holds you close, grunting in your ear as he begs to come inside you.
"Please, let me come inside you," he pleads, his voice strained with desire. You nod slowly, still dazed from the intensity of your climax, feeling his thrusts becoming more desperate and sloppy as he reaches his peak. As he finally releases inside you, you whimper softly in response to the overwhelming sensation of him filling you up.
Price collapses on top of you, both of you breathing heavily before he rolls off to the side, pulling you into his arms and kissing your forehead gently. "This is the last time, John," you mutter, tracing lazy patterns on his stomach with your fingertips. Price chuckles softly, making you look up at him. "You said that last time, love," he teases, causing you to pull away to face him.
"I mean it this time," you insist, getting up from the bed and grabbing your clothes. "We can't keep doing this," you say, walking to your bathroom. Price watches you through the open doorway as you turn on the shower. "Can I at least shower with you?" he asks with a sly grin as he gets up from your bed, tucking himself back into his boxers.
You look at him where he stands in your doorway, a mixture of frustration and desire evident in your eyes. "Fine, but this is the last time," you say with a sigh, unable to resist him as he follows you into the bathroom. Price's grin widens as he follows you into the shower, knowing he has once again won you over once again.
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Yandere!childhood friend x reader
âHey, can I talk to you?â a classmate in one of your university classes calls out. Heâs blushing, looking completely flustered. Youâd have found it cute, really, but there are several factors that make you want to groan.
One, youâre not in a good mood right now. And twoâ
âYouâre friends with that pretty girl, right? Jieun? Uhm. Can I get her number?â
Heâs not confessing to you.Â
You bite back a sigh. âLook, I canât just give out my friendâs number like thatââ
âButââ
âDarling!â youâre interrupted as someone clings onto your arm. They intertwine their fingers with yours, giving your classmate an icy smile. âIâm so sorry, but we have plans.â
âOh, tâthatâs fine!â your classmate exclaims, voice cracking. He looks at your friend, completely enamored. âBut, uh, can I get yourââ
Before your classmate can finish his sentence, your friend has already dragged you away.Â
Soon, youâre seated in a cute coffee shop your friend had found earlier that week.
âI canât believe that guy was confessing to you,â your friend scoffs, taking a sip of their matcha latte. âYouâre so out of his league.â
âHe was actually asking me for your number,â you respond, making your friendâs eyes widen.
âMe?â Thereâs genuine surprise on your friendâs face as they clasp their manicured hands. âWell, I suppose my makeup skills are pretty amazing.â
âYeah, itâs always surprising that you can go from Jiu to Jieun and back so easily.âÂ
And you mean it â your childhood friend, Jiu Oh, has built up his life as his fatherâs perfect son. Yet, at the same time, he has a secondary identity â Jieun â that he uses whenever he wants to indulge in cute things and fashion, things his father thinks no man should ever have an interest in.
âItâs pretty fun,â Jiu hums, twirling a long strand of his pink wig on his finger. His pretty lips stretch into a smile. âYou should let me doll you up sometime, too. Only if you want to, though. Youâre already beautiful as you are.â
You give him a bitter smile, a sigh leaving your lips. âIf only my ex-boyfriend thought that, tooâŠâ
Jiu gasps. âYou guys broke up?â
âYeah.â With a few taps of your phone, you pull up the chat between you and another friend. There, right on the screen, is your ex-boyfriend on a date with a blonde woman.
âI canât believe it. He cheated on you?â Jiu looks at you, his perfectly styled eyebrows furrowed. âI knew he was trash.â
âYeah, you were right. I guess I justâŠâ your voice drops to a whisper, making Jiu gently hold your hand.
âAw, darling â itâs not your fault. Itâs that trashâs fault for cheating on you.â Gently, he gives your hand a soft squeeze. âHow about we hang out tonight? To take your mind off of things? We can watch your favorite movies and bake something? And Iâll do your nails!â
â...You know what, yeah. That sounds good,â you agree, feeling lighter. Time spent with Jiu is always fun, after all.
âWonderful! Iâll prepare everything and text you when Iâm ready!â Jiu grins. âOoh, youâll love the new bath bomb I got!â
His enthusiasm is infectious and you canât help but smile. Yeah, who cares about your shitty ex when you have a great friend like Jiu?
What you donât know, though, is that the blonde woman in the photo is Jiu. He had carefully orchestrated everything so that youâd break up with your boyfriend.
You also donât know that he has tabs on you at all times â whether itâs by your phone or the people around you. You donât know that the whole reason you got into your university in the first place is because of Jiu.
Jiuâs control over your life extends even beyond that, too. Itâs impossible to know the full extent of the control he has over your life and maybe you never will â not when youâre his, anyway.
#yandere oc#yandere x reader#male yandere#tsuuper ocs#yandere x you#tw yandere#male yandere oc x reader#male yandere oc#2024 yan/monstertober tsuutarr#Jiu Oh Tsuu OC#I LOVE JIU...........#for more context: his dad is the CEO of a electronic company (think samsung idk) so Jiu is rich rich
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You know what would be both Cool(tm) AND Pants Shittingly Terrifying? Eldritch Space Whale Danny!
Except NOT! Because he's not a whale! Just snoozing and Giganto-Fuck-Off HUGE!
Imagine it! Danny. Joint Custody Child of The Ancients Of Time And Space. Space is SALTY AF because their BITCH OF AN EX has used his FUCKING POWERS, AGAIN, to CHEAT. Clockwork how DARE YOU.
You knew he'd be our Son in advance!
YOU SNUCK IN AND STARTING BONDING WITH OUR CHILD BEHIND MY BACK!
YOU [REDACTED]!
Danny? Sitting off to the Side as a Sentient Everything and Nothing made of galaxies and starlight, howls expletives at their Ex, who is being... REALLY snippy back? WOW, Clockwork. I mean, JESUS, man. Danny's from "oh bless their heart" Nowhere, Midwest. And even HE thinks that last one was both backhanded and cold af.
......he should take notes. *continues to eat his popcorn*
Anyway! APPARENTLY, Space Parent has taken him in the divorce. With much huffing. Tucked under their arm Like The Football(tm). And honestly? This is kinda hilarious, so he's cool with it. Byyyyyy~ Clock Dad! See you on weekends~â!
*Exasperated Time Noises*
It's pretty cool! He learns a lot. Learns he's probably? Gonna be SOME variation of Space Ghost. Might even take over Space's... well, EVERYTHING, should the unforeseeable occur. So obviously, gonna have to learn The Family Business, as it were!
Which?
UNSPEAKABLY HYPED, YES PLEASE.
SPACE AND STAR STUFF! HECK YEAH!
Unfortunately? Still a Halfa. Bleh, squishy need to eat and sleep. Why they get in the way of Hyperfixation? Why no more space dust? Nooooo, don't drag him away from the controls! He can still learn! Sleep is for quitters! Cowards! *whining in Give Me Back My Blorbos, You Monsters*
But, no. He apparently has to "take care of his body" and "not burn out". Eat "real food". A protein bar counts! He probably ate one of those! Give him back his STARS! He doesn't CARE if he sounds like a toddler! That's DIRECT ACCESS TO THE SECRETS OF SPACE ITSELF! He'll BITE, so HELP HIM-! *Is scruffed like a cranky infant being carried off to beddy bye*
Injustice! D:<
But, none the less, body's require sleep. He shovles down his food, washes up, and flops down in his bed. In the nice lil cozy "Safe For My Half Apprentice Who Is Also My Adopted Son" corner. He passes out in that corner. Starts to float, as he has done countless times before, when agitated before bed. Floats OUT of that corner.
That Safe Little Corner.
IN THE CENTER, THE BEATING HEART OF SPACE.
You know... the place ALL OF SPACE connects too. Where Universe Form and Die. The Grand Recycler. Dust to Dust, from the ashes of old, to the creation of new. Where PORTALS are randomly assigned. So that the Omniversal Ectoplasmic Levels may always be balanced at near to perfect levels, allowing free flow of Souls through the various Reincarnation cycles.
Space, of course, doesn't MANAGE the Ectoplasm itself. Nor the Souls! Different Ancient for THAT, but they DO manage the PORTALS. We live in a SYSTEM after all. Everyone has their "departments" as it were. So really, it's quiet... Danny? Honey? Awful quiet back there! You, uh, fallen asleep, Starlight?
*empty room*
(O.O)
*inhale* AAAAAAAAAAA-!!!!!!!
Meanwhile! He be Snoozin'! And Ghostin'! Ghost Snoozin'! Is extra comfy, cause he weightless and got not booooones~â!
But! He? Is not a child anymore! Has learned to... for lack of a better term, Let Go. To finally ACCEPT his Death. His inhumanity. His Amortality. Death no longer holds him, can no longer let him go. He is... not immortal. He is disowned, by his own doing and his own choice, at his timeless moment of Ending.
When Life let go of his hand and Death kindly offered theirs, he did not take it.
And that's okay.
It took awhile. Talking to older ghosts. Most vague and vast, near formless. Because it's... it's scary. And it's all you know. All, really, you've EVER known. Inherent to your identity, even after you leave that part you behind.
You are "human". "Martian" or "Xy'xeruian", something else, and you never question it. Even when you've left behind everything ELSE. Your name, your eyes, your history and skin. Yet you fly around and pretend. Still alive, still human.
But is that YOU?
Or just the form you found your start in?
And like? It's okay if it IS! Sometimes, yeah, you ARE. You look down deep and find a "don't know what you were expecting, buddy" sign stapled to a mirror. But more often? It's that last hurdle. The final step in Letting Go.
Everyone mourns at their own pace.
And they are the ghosts of who they were.
It helped. Mourning for the kid he was. Who was fourteen and wanted to be an astronaut. Who died and will never have a grave. The longer he exsists, for he can't technically be called Alive, the more painfully young that child seems.
It was okay.
To cry for Danny Fenton.
Then? To let him go. Let his memory, be memory. And his Past be the grave that child rests in. Loved dearly and remembered, but no longer binding his soul.
He doesn't have to wear that face anymore.
No tributes to the Dead.
He got? Kinda... BIG. Like REALLY big. Spiraling, serpentine, cracking ice, and burning galaxies. Like a fourth dimensional dragon, of ice and stars, somehow forcing its way into a three dimensional space. Atop it all, between two vast, impossible horns? Made of glacial ice coating the warping hearts of black holes, who's shape themselves seem to shift in unknowable ways? There burns, like comet trails, with super novas, compressed to decorative gems beneath glittering morning frost, a Terrible Crown.
He? Thinks? He MIGHT have wings.
He can't tell.
Because APPARENTLY he's a fuckin tesseract! Oh, no, sorry. He might me a Zone DAMNED PENTERACT!!! Is THIS what he gets for hanging out with Clockwork all the time? He just liked the quiet! Now his "true form" is PHYSICALLY PAINFUL for most people to look at!
Clock Dad WHAT THE HELL?!
(You see, now, why Space broke up with him? An ASSHOLE)
So! Danny stays, usually at least, in his "Hi, yes, I am Normal Human Man" Ghost form. But NOW? Now it PINCHS. Because it's TOO SMALL. But hey, that's fine! It's not like he has an ingrained habit of transforming when super tired and stressed! To float sleep for Maximum Restfulness(tm).
Ha ha!
Why does that feel like foreshadowing?
BECAUSE IT IS!
Danny? Snoozing! Space? Has LOST THE BABY! Portals? Have done a Jood Gob in Portalling, something they are vaguely sure they are supposed to be doing! Yay them! They have no brain cells but still enjoy helping! They moved a thing! That's helpful right? Yay! Probably!
And on DC's planet Earth?
They? Just choked on their fuckin coffee. One moment? La dee daa~ oooh~ look! Stars! Deep space! Oh, hiiii~ Watchtower! The NEXT? *every alarm in the building starts LOSING ITS SHIT* Giant World OBLITERATING SHAPE completely takes up the screen.
From near PLUTO.
There are NO WORDS TO DISCRIBE HOW FUCK OFF BIG THIS THING IS, MR. PRESIDENT. It will eat our nukes and LAUGH. Call! EVERYBODY!!!
Obviously? Superman. I mean really, OF COURSE Superman. Frankly, all the Supers. Because we would like to KEEP having a planet, thanks. Only? The more reports that come in? The more everyone is getting "oh fuck. This is a Workd Eater" vibes.
A massive, massive, Sleeping Titan of a Planet Destroying World Eater.
That MIGHT BE MAGIC.
*highly stressed Everyone noises*
And WORSE? Superman? Can't TOUCH it! Oh sure, at FIRST he could! But then he apparently pushed too hard in just one spot! And it felt POKED AT. So now, after flicking superman HALFWAY BACK TO EARTH to make him stop? No one can physically touch it!
But! There is hope!
Because? The creature is GREEN. Bright, luminous, Lantern Green! And Earth's Lanterns have already sent for back up. Combined? The were able to move a... hand? Paw? Something. But! With the combine forces of several nearby sectors of Lanterns? They promise the power to either relocate the creature or at least hold it in orbit until FURTHER forces can be deployed!
They refuse to harm the creature until it proves actively hostile, as it could have been seeking a place to nap and chosen one inconvenient to established planetary life. Frankly? Earth doesn't CARE where you relocate the giant Eldritch Space Dragon. Just NOT IN OUR BACKYARD, PLEASE.
....YES WE ARE SURE! We don't CARE if the scientific community of our planet is begging you to set up an area for them to place an "observation satellite"! No giant Eldritch Space Dragons in our solar system! It might WAKE UP!
Naturally, about half way THROUGH this Highly Delicate Operation?
Danny Wakes Up.
@hypewinter @hdgnj @lolottes @babbling-babull @nerdpoe @the-witchhunter @mutable-manifestation
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Taste àżàŸ Kinktober. 03, oct.
â pairing: Aaron Hotchner x fiancĂ©e!reader
â type: smut, Kinktober (Criminal Minds Edition)
â kink: lactation
â summary: Hotch never felt horny seeing a woman breastfeeding. Until he watched his fiancĂ©e doing it.
â word count: 2.9k
â tags/warnings: kinktober 3rd day, female!reader, fiance!Hotch, lactation kink, breastfeeding, breast worship, fingering, light overstimulation, mention of Haley's death, Jack has a little sister, canon divergence. no use of y/n. english is not my first language.
â tagging list: @thatredlipped-classic @magnoliatrees-world @ehedrick012110 @hotchsmutrecs @slutcakes00 @emma-e-a
â crossposting: AO3
Hotch swore to himself that he wouldn't get involved with anyone else after Haley's death. He promised for Jack's sake and his ex-wife's memory, he would try his best to stay away from any woman who could mean more to him than just a few nights of sex or random drinks at a bar. He swore he wouldn't love anyone again, much less allow himself to remarry.
That's until you came into his life.
The damn day he saw you at the hospital after one of his teammates was grazed by a bullet. You were working your shift as a nurse and seemed almost shocked by the number of BAU agents in just one room. But your eyes didn't take long to focus on him. Eye contact only lasted a few seconds until Reid interrupted the magical moment by asking you about the coffee machine not working properly.
Hotch looked straight into your eyes long enough to realize he was fucked up and all his promises were going to go down the drain.
It didn't take long until the simple memory to invade Hotch's mind frequently and he was convinced to find out more about you, profiling you. Prentiss and Reid said he was starting to obsess, JJ thought it was cute, and Garcia and Morgan made fun of him like he was womanizer. Deep down, everyone was also excited but wary by the idea of Hotch being interested in another woman after Haley's murder. This could be good for him and also traumatize him even more.
When Hotch started visiting a pub that you and your co-workers went to often after work, he tried to maintain an indifferent attitude every time he saw you, trying to convince himself that you two would just flirt and maybe fuck. Nothing more than that, something random and insignificant.
However, during a day when he was reflecting on his life, sitting at one of the empty tables and drinking whiskey, Hotch was surprised to see you sit down with him, without even being invited. A sweet smile on your face as you began to strike up a conversation, even though he was clearly perplexed by the fact that you had already noticed his interest in you â no matter how obvious it was to anyone who saw him always watching you.
Two years later, Hotch still had difficulty admitting how much he loved you, feeling like it could be a weakness to him and a danger to Jack, you and his new child. The baby named after the protagonist of The Silence of the Lambs.
"Jack told me that Clarice was crying a lot today..." He said as soon as he came your room after putting Jack to bed, admiring you sitting on the double bed with some pillows behind your back, cradling the little thing in your hands while you breastfed her at the same time.
"Oh, it was just colic." You gave him a soft smile. "But she's better for now. Jack's such a good big brother to Clarice, he helps me a lot to take care of her."
Hotch smiled slightly, knowing how much his oldest son was enjoying having a little sister. Jack was such a sweet boy that sometimes he found himself wondering if he really deserved to be his father.
Jack was an incredible son with an incredible mother. And now Hotch also had an amazing little daughter and an amazing fiancée. With each passing day, insecurities and fears hit his mind hard to the point that he even became lost in thoughts during his own work at the BAU. "What's wrong, Hotch?"
Your question caught him off guard and he clenched his jaw. You could still read him as well as the first time you spoke to him in the pub. "Nothing's wrong."
You rolled your eyes, cradling Clarice a little more slowly now that she seemed to be starting to sleep. "Oh, please. I know you very well at that. It's pretty clear from your frown that you're worried about something." You teased him and it was his turn to roll his eyes. "Just tell me. Keeping everything to yourself will make you explode someday."
Hotch huffed, always hating the idea of opening himself up to anyone, even if you were his fiancée. On the one hand, he wanted to keep you in the dark about the vulnerability he was trying to hide, protecting himself from any judgment or see a look of pity on your face. But on the other hand, he just wanted to not pretend to be strong and invincible for at least a few minutes.
"I'm just thinking about some things, that's all..." He swallowed, the trembling voice exposing him more than his words.
You frowned, caressing Clarice's thinning hair before looking at Hotch. "Well... I'd like you to tell me at least one of them."
Hotch snorted again, but the attempt at indifference failed miserably when he looked at Clarice, still feeding on your breast. "She's looking more like you every day." He smiled, articulating his right index finger so he could caress her chubby cheek with his middle knuckles.
You smiled at Hotch, before raising an eyebrow when you noticed his gaze straying to your breast for a considerably long time. "That's very disrespectful, you know? I can't even breastfeed my own baby without you being a pervert?"
His eyes widened, immediately stopping and looking at you embarrassed to explain, sighing with a little frustration when he noticed that you were just playing with him. "Damn, angel..." He rubbed his face to hide his frightened expression, but also to distract himself from that unusual thoughts. "For a second I thought you were angry."
You laughed softly, shaking your head. "Why would I be angry seeing my fiance horny?"
Your teasing made his face turn red and his cock started to feel tight in his work pants. "I'm not...I'm not horny. This is ridiculous. You're just breastfeeding."
His effort to look uninterested by the sight made you laugh again, as you looked at him with your eyebrow still raised. After a few seconds, you checked if the baby was already sleeping enough so you could burp her and go put her in the crib. Then you fixed your nursing bra and turned to Hotch with a playful smirk. "I'll be back in ten minutes."
Your words weren't a random joke, much less a common warning. You were flirting with him, teasing him, warning him that the matter wasn't over and you would come back to learn more about that curiosity that was burning his brain. He watched you leave with Clarice in your arms and go to her room.
Hotch sat down on the bed, the tie starting to tighten around his neck just as his cock was already hurting from being trapped in those damn underwear. He untied the bow with a little more agony than usual, taking a deep breath as he threw the fabric anywhere on the floor. He wasn't worried about organization for now, focused on trying to understand why he was suddenly so turned on.
Okay... He had seen your breast, something he clearly loved to admire at any time possible. But he never got horny seeing you breastfeeding his daughter. Just as he never got horny when Haley was breastfeeding Jack too. In truth, Hotch had never thought of breastfeeding as something rousing and erotic to watch.
Until those few minutes before.
"There... She's sleeping like a little angel." Hotch almost jumped at the sound of your sweet voice returning to the room, locking the door behind you.
Hotch cleared his throat, pretending not to know exactly why you locked the door. It was a rule not to lock the door at night for the children's safety in case something horrible happened. You only did this when both of you wanted a moment alone. "Well, it took you less than ten minutes."
You shrugged nonchalantly. "She went back to sleep quickly."
He nodded silently, placing his hand in his own lap so you wouldn't see his boner growing more and more, even though he knew you had already noticed it since you returned to the room.
"Lactation kink is more common than it seems." You said and Hotch almost choked due your blunt way.
"What? Where did you get that from? I don't... I don't have a lactation kink. That doesn't even make sense." He exclaimed, his frowning face turning red for a second time as he tried to press down on his boner to hide yet another twinge he felt.
You held back your chuckle, but not for long. The moment you sat on the bed next to him and watched how the grumpy man was struggling to hide his desire, you let out a brief giggle, but it was enough to hurt his ego. "That's not funny."
Despite everything, you nodded, not wanting to upset him further. The realization that perhaps this was the first time he could be feeling that specific kind of desire hit you hard, and you felt a mixture of pride with yourself, but also a huge excitement that you hadn't felt since the pregnancy.
"I know, baby..." You reassured him, smiling slightly at him now. "But you don't need to hide from me either. We agree not to keep secrets from each other."
Your sentence had more than one meaning and Hotch knew it. He shouldn't lie to you, either about his own fears or about what he was wanting at that moment.
Hotch took a deep breath, deciding to start slowly. "Maybe... Maybe I'm horny."
"Seeing me breastfeeding?" You asked to be sure, but without any hint of judgment.
He nodded, clenching his jaw as he looked away, before holding his breath when he felt your hand caressing his thigh through his dress pants. "Hey... Look at me, Aaron."
Almost a minute passed before he worked up enough courage to look into your eyes. He felt pathetic inside. How could he deal with criminals every day, but not be able to receive a touch on his thigh from you without feeling like a stupid teenage virgin?
"Do you wanna... Taste it?" Your suggestion made his dark eyes widen as if you were saying the most unexpected thing he'd ever heard. "I'm serious, Aaron."
"Taste your milk?" He frowned. However, you knew he wasn't offended, but rather embarrassed with himself for even considering that. Everything was driving him crazy... the memory of you breastfeeding, his vivid imagination, your hand remaining caressing his thigh. Aaron felt like he was going to explode. "Hmm... Maybe."
You smiled when he gave in a little, knowing that his lust was speaking louder than any self-loathing he was feeling. Without waiting for him to think better and maybe change his mind, you adjusted your body on the bed, leaning your back against the headboard, while your legs were stretched out and comfortable. You smirked, pointing to the other pillow, indicating to him to get comfortable too.
Your command made his cock throb. As he obeyed, lying down in place, he felt a sigh of pleasure escape when he realized how much closer your bust was to his face in that position.
"It's a good view..." He muttered, fighting his pride.
You bit your bottom lip. "Oh, really?" You took your hands to your bra, removing it completely and watching Hotch's breathing hitch. "And now?"
"Angel... You're such a tease." He watched your breast for a few minutes, feeling his mouth water with the uncontrollable need to taste you like that. He moved his large hand to one of your mounds, biting his lip as he gently squeezed the soft flesh, barely holding back the groan that escaped by a strangled way when some milk splashed on his shirt "Fuck..."
You couldn't help but whine too. The feeling of his slender fingers groping your breast had been great, but it was the hunger in his eyes when your breast milk splashed out that made you start to feel desperate. "A-Aaron... I want you. I want your mouth."
"Oh, do you want my mouth, angel?" He scoffed, going back to caressing your breast, but now with one hand on each one. "And where do you want my mouth? Here?" Hotch questioned teasingly and leaned in, brushing his lips against the skin of your neck, feeling you shudder when he licked it and grazed his teeth afterwards.
He waited for your answer, but you just shook your head. It was good, of course. However, it was far from what you really wanted.
"Oh, no?" He feigned surprise, looking into your eyes now desperate for more. Hotch then smirked and stood up enough for you to be face to face. He moistened his lips, noticing the way your gaze fell there immediately. "Here, maybe?" Hotch teased, capturing your mouth in a slow but intense kiss. He tasted your lips as if they were heaven, delighting with the pleasure of dipping his tongue into your mouth and feeling your tongue too.
Then you moved your face away, panting for air. "No. More..." You whispered, lips red and swollen from the kiss.
He laughed lightly. "More? You're so greedy, baby..." Hotch scoffed, thinking about stopping the teasing, but an idea popped into his head, lowering his face until he was close to your breasts again. One of his hands kept caressing one of them, his long fingers playing with your nipple wet with milk.
However, his right hand let go of your left breast, making you whimper with confusion. "Why did you stop? You're so fucking... Oh!" You moaned, your eyes widening when his fingers got into your panties. "H-Hotch..."
Your moans made Hotch smirked, as he rubbed your clit slowly, enjoying how wet your pussy already was. "Is this where you want my mouth, baby?" He said, rubbing a little slower to get some verbal reaction from you.
"Not yet... Not yet." You managed to whisper as he slowed down, afraid he would completely stop rubbing your needy bud.
Hotch scoffed. "Wow, my future wife's a spoiled and needy little whore...." He went back to interspersing the movements of the hand that pleasured your pussy with the hand that caressed your heavy breast. "How about here then?" He blew lightly on your left nipple that was without his attention. "What do you think, angel?"
You almost whimpered at that teasing. It was obvious what you wanted and it was obvious Hotch was desperate for it too. Meanwhile, Hotch liked to hear you ask him. Beg him.
"Y-yes, please..." You pouted sadly as he chuckle, finally bringing his mouth, licking the sensitive nipple and making you moan his name, his soft tongue tasting the light drops of milk that flowed through contact. "S-suck... Please, Aaron, I need you to suck my milk."
Hotch lifted his face to look at you, doing as you asked. His mouth closed carefully around your nipple, making a gentle sucking motion, his eyes widening as much as you did when a favorable amount of milk came on his tongue, making him swallow with surprise before keeping sucking.
You felt the movements of his hands faltering, his mind going into a frenzy as he heard you moaning desperately each time he sucked you like a hungry baby. Your entire body had been needy since giving birth, but your breasts... They had become a powerful and fragile little thing at the same time. They were always sensitive due to continuous breastfeeding. Hotch had never given you pleasure there since Clarice was born, too busy taking care of you two and Jack, in addition to always having his mind stuck on work. Besides, neither of you have had much time since then.
However, you knew it wasn't just because your breasts were sensitive or the fact that both of you had been deprived of sex for a while. It was the incredible feeling of having Hotch suckle on your milk, seeing him desperate for every drop.
When he closed his eyes to focus on sucking and enjoy the slightly sweet taste of breast milk even more, you began to tremble your orgasm getting closer. His fingers kept rubbing your clit while the other fingers played with your free nipple, but it was the sight of him with his eyes closed and sucking your milk that made you cum, moaning his name breathlessly and wetting his fingers with your release.
Hotch smirked as he noticed the real reason for your orgasm. He opened his eyes, nibbling on the tip of your breast and stopping fingering you so as not to prolong your overstimulation too much after you whimpered in slight discomfort when it all started to get too much. "That was more amazing than I imagined it would be." He murmured, tongue still busy licking you.
âToo amazing, actuallyâŠâ You teased, moving his lips away from your nipple. "You better save some drops for Clarice."
He chuckled at your joke, feeling you run your hand over his chin, wiping away the drops of milk that had run down, gently licking your own fingers.
"Thanks for not judging me, angel."
The sweet words made you smile, and you stroked his hair tenderly. "I would never do that." Your gaze dropped to his boner, even bigger than before. "And I'll help you with that if you promise to tell me about what was plaguing your mind earlier."
Hotch rolled his eyes sarcastically, looking at you with a frown and a small smile on his face. "Okay... That's a sacrifice I'm willing to make then. But just this once."
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TWO SIDES OF THE SAME COIN
-PART SEVEN
Pairing: Lucifer Morningstar x Seraphim Angel! Fem! Reader
Fandom: Hazbin Hotel
Genre: Angst (for now)
Warnings: Swearing and Adam.
Notes: shit is about to go down.
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âBecause if you don't, I will personally kill you myself.â [Y/n] added, her eyes glaring down on Adam, her power and strength can be felt through the air and they can tell that she is absolutely furious.
âOh shit.â Adam muttered underneath his breath. His boss' boss is here.
Adam nervously chuckled, scratching the back of his neck, âHeyyy there [Y/n]... I didn't expect you to be hereee or rather, I didn't expect to see you today... Don't you have work...?â he says nervously, clearly not expecting the news would reach the Seven Heavenly Virtues this soon and [Y/n]'s eyes narrowed even more at him, her wings fluttering behind her backâpuffed up and angry.
âEnough Adam, you've done enough pain and destruction here. Take the exorcists and your ass back hOME!â She sneered, her eyes looking at Adam with annoyance, âYou and Sera will be held accountable for your actions and for your disobedience and if you don't want a severe punishment then I suggest you go home quietly and quickly. Do you understand?â she snapped, her voice filled with anger and authority. Reminding them who they're dealing with.
Adam avoided her gaze and eventually nodded, âI understood...â he muttered, opening a portal back to heaven with a snap of his fingers, âExorcists! Fall back and return.â Adam ordered and flew past [Y/n], the exorcists following behind him.
The sinners just looked at the scene in awe, an angel ordering Adam to stop whatever the fuck he was doing and the man just complied without questions.
Lucifer's eyes never left her form, he never stopped looking at her in fear that the moment he blinks she will disappear once more. Like a dust in the wind.
[Y/n] sighed, her angelic form calming down once Adam and the exorcists left, the portal closing. She turned back to look down on the sinners. Her heart ached when her eyes finally landed on her husband. Her mind telling her to imagine it was Xavier but how can she? When Lucifer was missing Xavier's [e/c] eyes? That is not her son, that is Lucifer, her husband, ex-husband?? She doesn't know the status of their marriage and she's in too much in pain to care.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm down her fast beating heart, she can feel her body is weakening even more. She barely got any rest, she's also wounded and her healing powers took most of her energy. She just hoped she had enough to last to return back home and back to her son.
She slowly flies down to where the sinners are, to where Lucifer is.
She landed in front of them gracefully, well, a little wobbly.
The sinners and Lucifer looked at her with hesitation, nervous whether she was a new enemy or an ally.
âGreetings, I am Raphael from the Seven Heavenly Virtues.â She greeted, giving them a small bow, âOn behalf of heaven and the seven heavenly virtues, we apologized for Sera's, Adam's, and the exorcists' behavior. This cleansing wasn't approved by the others and was done without the other's notice. We will make sure that they will be held accountable for their actions and disobedience. We never intended for sinners to suffer like this.â she says, her voice quivering before kneeling in front of them.
This is so embarrassing. [Y/n] thought to herself.
Their eyes widened in surprise to see an angel, a seraphim angel prostrate herself, her head on the ground as she asked for their forgiveness.
They were also surprised to know that this cleansing wasn't a decision made by the entirety of heaven but just a few people.
Charlie waved her hands, trying to get the woman to stop kneeling, âUm... Please raise your head...â Charlie says nervously.
Lucifer was speechless, how could he not? His first wife that he didn't see for so many millennia is here. His eyes caught sight of a golden wedding ring on her ring fingerâthe very wedding ring he slipped into her finger when they got married, he could never forget it. She still wore it after all these years, after all the things he has done to her and their family. She waited for him...
[Y/n] raises her head, her eyes tired and... Lucifer doesn't remember her eyes to be this... Sad. His heart broke into pieces. He's done this, he caused her so much pain and it changed her. Those aren't the eyes of the [Y/n] he fell in love with, [Y/n]'s eyes were so bright and hopeful before and now... It doesn't even look like it can see herself living tomorrow. It doesn't even look like she has gotten enough sleep judging by the heavy bags underneath her eyes and the dark circles around her eyes.
[Y/n] avoided Lucifer's gaze, she felt so small and weak underneath his eyes. Even after all these years he still had this much effect on her.
[Y/n] tried to focus on whatever the girl said, her ears were slightly ringing and her eyes were slightly blurring. She wiped her forehead with the back of her hand before slowly standing up, wobbling slightly.
Everyone noticed it, something is definitely wrong with her and it made them worry. They can notice how pale she looked and she seems to wince slightly whenever she moves.
âAre... Are you okay...?â Charlie asked worriedly, helping her up and [Y/n] smiled, though it never reached her eyes. The girl looked just exactly like Lucifer, this must be his daughter then?
âI'm just a little tired, don't worry about me.â She says weakly, patting the girl's head.
âI think I would be leaving now, we'll make sure to punish both Adam and Sera for their actions and we'll try to help hell find a better way to deal with its growing population.â She says, gently parting away from the girl's hold. Her body felt heavy and so incredibly exhausted. This is bad, she needs to get home soon.
She stumbled slightly, Lucifer's eyes widened and his body moved without thinking and caught her effortlessly, her head pressed against his chest, [Y/n]'s eyes widened, her eyes starting to prick, no don't cry, don't cry... He felt so warm and so soft, she missed this. She weakly tries to push him away. She can still smell his signature perfume of vanilla and roses from his suit. The scent calmed her down slightly.
âLucifer... Please don't... Please don't hold me like this... Please don't hold me like you still care...â she pleaded weakly, trying to push him away. Her arms on his chest, weakly pushing him away but the man wouldn't budge.
These two have history together... The others thought as they looked at the two angelic beings.
Lucifer's heart aches even more but refusing to let go of her and make her fall into the floor, he can tell she's incredibly exhausted by how much she's no longer trying or having the energy to stand up for herself.
âNo [Y/n]... I made that mistake before and I promised not to lose you again...â he says, his voice cracking with emotions, slightly choking on his words. [Y/n]'s eyes widened at his words, her heart aching, hurting, she wants to believe his words, but the damage is not so easy to fix. Tears streamed down her cheeks. She nuzzled her head against his chest, her eyes finally rolling back as she passed out into his arms. Physically, emotionally, and mentally exhausted. Despite all of that, Lucifer's arms are as warm and comforting as she remembers.
Lucifer's gaze softened, he gently shifted [Y/n]'s limp body so he's now carrying her bridal style. Making sure he's not causing her even more pain.
His eyes returned back to the sinners and her daughter, they looked at him with evident confusion in their eyes. He sighs, âShe's... My first wife... First ex-wife.. I don't know...â he answered pathetically to the unspoken question in the air, even he himself doesn't know what his status with her is. They never really divorced each other.
Angel Dust whistled, âQuite a dilemma you got there toots.â he snickered and Lucifer glared at him before sighing, he himself agreed to that statement, âI know...â he sighs.
âI'll just leave her somewhere safe to rest and I'll come back to help fix and tidy up this place.â Lucifer says, summoning a portal behind him and quickly stepping in with [Y/n] in his arms. The others didn't have time to protest as the portal closed before they could.
Lucifer carried her effortlessly in his arms, walking towards his bedroomâit is currently the cleanest as the other rooms were dusty from being unused.
He gently laid her down to rest on his bed, making sure she's not lying down on her hair. He was about to tuck her in when he noticed something golden seeped into her white dress, just by her waist.
His eyes widened, that's blood. Angelic blood to be specific.
Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.
She's bleeding, what the actual fuck happened to her?
He thought to himself, debating whether to rip her dress or undress her so he could treat her wound.
âOh Satan. I shouldn't overthink this, she's in desperate need of help.â Lucifer muttered underneath his breath, hands shaking. Why wouldn't he? She's finally back in his arms and now she's wounded and bleeding and passed out to exhaustion? He's behind worried!
Think Lucifer, think.
He thought to himself before finally getting an idea. He gently wakes her up with a small nudge, causing the girl fo groan and open her eyes.
Pain, sharp pain on her side is what [Y/n] felt first when she woke up. She could see a familiar mop of light blond hair. Disoriented, her eyes blurry, and head aching, she just groaned, âXavier...?â she calls out, thinking it was her son.
âI'm sorry [Y/n], I'm just going to undress you and treat your wound real quick. Can I do that?â he murmured, asking for her consent. [Y/n] just nodded and groaned before passing out again.
Lucifer sighs in relief, snapping his fingers together to remove her dress and changed her into something comfortable and appropriate. A light pink satin pajamas. He lifted up her shirt and Lucifer had to cover his mouth.
So much concentrated negative energy is present on her wound, a wound that is located at the left side of her waist.
Lucifer swallows the lump of nothing in his throat, he sits on the empty spot of his bed. He'll worry later, he needs to heal her as fast as he can. Placing his hand above her wound, hovering slightly. A golden aura radiates from the palm of his hand.
No wonder she's so exhausted, it's taking so long to heal this wound. He thought, exerting more energy into healing her. His eyebrows furrowed as he maintained his concentration, making sure his power flows directly into his hand.
Slowly and surely, her wound began to close in. Lucifer could feel the exhaustion creeping in, the concentrated negative energy making the healing process much more harder.
No wonder she was so exhausted, she must've tried healing herself before coming here. He thought to himself.
With a gasped, the wound finally closed and healed itself. It felt like his life was sucked out of him after healing her.
He sighs, his eyes softening as his gaze landed on her sleeping form. She no longer had that pained expression on her face after healing her and he's glad. He's glad to be able to at least help her and not cause her pain for once. He gently lifts her hand and pressed a chaste kiss at her knuckle before bringing it back down again to her side.
He tucks her underneath the blanket, making sure she's comfortable.
He left her side once more, this time, promising that he'll be back. He just needed to help his daughter. He'll be back before she wakes up.
âLuci...? Please don't leave me again...â she whispers in her sleep, snuggling into his warm blanket. Lucifer's eyes watered, tears pricking at the corner of his eyes.
âI'll be back before you know it, I'll see you soon, [Y/n].â he whispers before teleporting away in specks of red and golden dust.
Meanwhile, in heaven.
âYOU LEFT MY MOTHER BEHIND?!â Xavier growled, pissed. He glares at Adam, the first man. Annoyed that the man left his mother with his father, THE MAN WHO LEFT HER FOR ANOTHER WOMAN!
âLook, your mom was clearly pissed off and I don't want to face her wrath. I can tell that that woman is holding so much anger inside her and just waiting to blow up.â Adam says nonchalantly, a sigh escaping his lips, shrugging.
Xavier wanted to rip his own hair in frustration. He is beyond worried, he just found out that his mother would be taking care whatever bullshit is happening in hell and she's been gone for hours now! Adam and the exorcists' arrived back in heaven three hours ago and there is still no sign of his mother.
He's worried, he knows his mother has just gotten out of work from the mortal realm and went straight down to hell to fix whatever damage Adam and the exorcists' did.
âFuck this, I'm going down there and look for her.â Xavier says with a sigh, annoyed at Adam for being good for nothing.
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Not Over the Papaya | OP81
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Ships : Oscar Piastri x Popstar! Reader , Ex!Lando Norris x Popstar! Reader
Genre : Fluff Smau
A/N : Iâm back!! am i still sick? yeah a lil~ But I can finally look at my phone đ„č. Thank yall for waiting and supporting NOTP series đ§Ą.
Face claim : Jennie Kim
Warnings : Cursing, Grammatical Errors
Summary : Y/N and Oscar cope with their own breakups by making the Heartbreak Club.
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âI have nothing to say to youâ
âOk, then let me do the talking. Y/N Iâm really sorryâ
âLando, you apologizing wont make what you did go away! Canât you just leave me alone??â
âI will, I promise⊠i just want to end everything correctly⊠please let me. Y/N pleaseâ
âiâm already happy Lando.â
âI know that Y/N and Iâm happy for you! I donât want everything to be awkward with Oscar when we do see each other.â
âFor OscarâŠâ
Y/N. 3m
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oscarpiastri am i crazy or is the coffee we make in your flat better than this??
Y/N. No lie youre so right, this coffee lowkey is not it.
oscarpiastri I thought I was tweakin. Where are you btw?? I left for the bathroom for 3 mins and ur gone??
Y/N. uhh⊠im looking for popcorn :DD
oscarpiastri How arenât you getting a stomachache with the things you eat baffles me .
Y/N. Ion know myself dude đ€·đŒââïž Iâm amazing like that
oscarpiastri well no need to look, they have it at the plane. I asked John if the plane stocked popcorn and yes they do
Y/N. Really? Youâre literally the bestttt đ„șđ«¶
Y/bf Y/N L/N when I found out that youâve died from caffein overdose I wont even be surprised đ
Y/N. I just wont die, simple as that my dearest best friend.
Y/bf just have fun and give em hell đ€ . Oh! my chocolates dont forget!! Safe travel luv đ«¶
Y/N. Oh they wouldnât know what hit em. I will bring chaos . I wont forget your chocolates y/bf!!. And thank youu
maxverstappen1 Y/NNnnnnnnnnn Iâm sorry đ©
Y/N. Sorry? and you are?
maxverstappen1 I changed my password already! Plsss do not be mad >:((
logansargeant Y/N are you going to the raceeeee???!!
Y/N. well yes I am American Boi
logansargeant why am i always the last to know?!!
Y/N. Sorry (Lmao Iâm not)
logansargeant Ur so mean to me >:((
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Y/N. đ§Ąđ§Ąđ§Ą
oscarpiastri food was đ„ music was đ„ the pretty girl held my hand also đ„.
Y/N. Is it safe to assume you liked everything thenâŠ. đ«Ł
oscarpiastri YES i did! Iâd wife you up if youâd let me.
Y/N. I havenât met your family yet SIR. đ€š
oscarpiastri That wasnât a no. If the last song in your album wasnt a proposalâŠ. đ€
Y/N. OK! you win. Be grateful I love you. Now stop looking at ut phone you need to focus on your debriefing! I could ser John glaring at you rn!!
charles_leclerc is that Y/Nâs Unreleased album????!!!
oscarpiastri why yes father, it is đ.
charles_leclerc and you and Y/N are not letting me listen?? HOW DARE YOU TWO đ
oscarpiastri Sorryyy . I get first listens ~ you wait for the release of Heartbreak club like the otherssđ
charles_leclerc even Alex is freaking out!!! comeonnn Son. Just 1 song plsss.
oscarpiastri ask Y/N đââïž Sheâs the genius behind this masterpiece (that i get to listen to whenever i want đđđ)
charles_leclerc I will revoke your adoption! Oscar Jack Piastri-Leclerc.
logansargeant Heartbreak Club??? Isnt that the name of you and Y/Nâs club for people who got cheated on
oscarpiastri the very same HAHAHAHAHA
logansargeant so its about Lando cheating???
oscarpiastri Yes and No⊠and Iâm not allowed to elaborate further!
logansargeant Boi without me there wouldnt even be a club with you and Y/N~ mate yall owe me đ„°đ
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f1wags Oscar and Y/N are already in Belgium𫶠.
user1 Oop, is Y/N going to attend the race đ«Ł
user2 Ohhhh I really hope so! Plss plss
user3 I really miss Y/N in the paddock. Miss maâam pls mark your territory! Ion like that other girl there đ€Ą Ur tainting the McLaren brand pls exit the premises.
user2 The height difference is so đ„°đ«¶đ§Ą
user3 I offer myself as their child or their pet I dont care. Pls just have me
user4 Their future child would be troy bolton i swear. To sing or to do sports đ©
user5 HAHAHAHAHAHHA I could so imagine it.
user6 BET ON IT!
user7 I SAW THEMMM đ they were do cute I canât!! Y/N was so busy yapping and Oscar was just smiling at her and nodding. Boi is just happy to be there, Oscar same.
user8 I still cant believe that Osc knows the tracks inside Y/Nâs album
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oscarpiastri Touch down and Landed đ©ïž Excited to get behind the wheel!
charles_leclerc what is with you and spa (wdym landed?? youâre literally here since Tuesday??)
alexandrasaintmleux let him have his fun, babe.
Y/N. Yeah! have your own timeline Lechuck
oscarpiastri listen to the ladies, Mate. Itâll do you good.
charles_leclerc I love my life and the people in it đ
mclaren Locked and Ready đȘ Letâs go for Podium!!
user1 LETS GO OSC!!
user2 continue the podium streak champ!!
user3 Oscar future WDC , iâm calling it
user4 Oscar looks extra pookie todayyy đ„°
user5. Ah Y/N effect đââïž~ I see your man girl!
user6 Y/Nâs influence on Osc is really showing fr. Maâam ur doing amazing work!
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