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kanmom51 · 5 months ago

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Like Crazy - new insights

*This is a reposting of my latest reblog due to issues with that specific post.

***This has been sitting in my drafts since April 2023!!!

This is the post I reblogged and the basis to my own post.

Yep. I had some of a post written way back in April 2023, but the pieces just didn't come all together for me.

After Muse's release and specifically after the BTB yesterday where JM discussed Who, Muse and the lyrics, we also saw the change made to Who's lyrics from "you" to "she" things started to clear up for me. But then, a friend also shared a picture of the original lyrics of Like Crazy, which were subsequently altered before recording. We discussed these changes and I now feel that this is it! This is the missing piece to my post.

I mostly left what I wrote over a year ago in tact, adding the missing pieces to this puzzle that makes this post with what I feel is a little more insight into Like crazy.

Needless to say, these are my opinions, how I see the lyrics, the ones that made the cut and the ones that stayed in JM's lyrics journal.

So, let's get started:

Here I was thinking I'm the only one who was seeing this...

I do hope I'm reading this right, before going off motormouth about something that maybe isn't what is being said, but to hell with it, this is something I've been thinking too and I'm just gonna come out and say it.

We're all over 18 here right?

This is a subject we can talk about?

The more I listen to this song, the more I think it to be true too.

First of all, before starting off, I want to link this ask:

**Shock and awe... "she" wasn't part of the original lyrics for Like Crazy . Colour me surprised to learn the same is true with Who (even though JM didn't actually write the song himself). Oh, and if we are on that subject already, how not surprising to see the process of writing the song with John Billion, who happens to be one of the writers of SNTY as well (me sitting here thinking of several words and references that could have been somehow suggested and inserted into the song. No idea who (nah, I'm telling lies, I know exactly who). How shocking (NOT) to see that the artist actually had input with the song lyrics of which he is not credited in writing.

Again, the depth of the song, the layers to the song and the multiple interpretations too.

JM told us this song is about him struggling. He told us he was going through a period where he was drinking too much. He was finding fulfillment in ways other than performing, as performing is part of him, he is a performer, someone who needs the stage to express himself. The stage is where he is at peace, the stage being a piece of him that he was missing.

We saw his outburst of emotions in the first day of MOTS ON:E (that was my first experience of BTS and he literally broke my heart - and later seeing him being mocked for it infuriated me).

This was October 2020, around 6 months into the pandemic. The uncertainty. This is their first online performance and from there until Muster another 9 months go by. We know from Festa 2022 that the pandemic screwed up all of their plans. The uncertainty, working on and releasing BE and then Butter and PTD everything leading up to the PTD online concert, a year after MOTS ON:E. For those that performing is their life, standing in front of an audience and giving it their all, it's a hard pill to swallow. The unknown, if they will ever get back to perform on stage in front of a live audience, when this is who they are, their essence, it can be unbearable. JM wasn't the only performer to go through this. It's just that he shared this with us. He showed us his pain and vulnerability and was mocked for it by many. Shame on them!!!

So, again, JM told us with Like Crazy, that he was filling in that hole. Alcohol was mentioned by him specifically. But listening to the song, I think it's quite clear that sex was a very big part of it as well. Looking for that rush, that high. It's clear as day, for me anyway, in the lyrics.

(I think we could last forever I'm afraid that everything will disappear Just trust me)

[Verse 1] She's saying Baby, don't think about it There's not a bad thing here tonight Baby, you can leave it Stay with me until today

[Verse 2] Watch me go Wet me all night (Away) And morning too Don't come if you're drunk

In this loud music It fades me It's a drama-like story I'm get used to it Have you come far to find me that you used to know? Yeah, I know You know, I know (Ooh)

[Chorus] I'd rather be Lost in the lights Lost in the lights I'm outta my mind It holds to the end of this night Every night You spin me up high The moon that embraces you Let me have a taste

[Post-Chorus] Give me a good ride (Oh, I'm fallin', I'm fallin', I'm fallin') It's gon' be a good night (Oh, I'm fallin') Forever you and I

[Interlude] Mmm-hmm Yeah, hey Mmm-hmm Ooh-woah Mmm-hmm Mmm-hmm (Forever, you and I)

[Verse 3] Me reflects in the mirror I'm going crazy without hesitation I'm feelin' so alive, wasting time

I'd rather be Lost in the lights Lost in the lights I'm outta my mind It holds to the end of this night Every night You spin me up high The moon that embraces you Let me have a taste

[Post-Chorus] Give me a good ride (Oh, I'm fallin', I'm fallin', I'm fallin') It's gon' be a good night (Oh, I'm fallin') Forever you and I

[Outro] This will break me This is gonna break me (Break me) No, don’t you wake me (Wake me) I wanna stay in this dream, don't save me Don't you try to save me (Save me) I need a way we (Way we) I need a way we can dream on (On, on, on)

Those are the lyrics he recorded.

But you see, there were changes made to the lyrics he was working on originally, and we got to see some of them.

This specifically:

Reading this draft and the final ones there are a few things that just fall into place for me (and I'd think for anyone that reads them), loud and clear:

First of all, obviously JM is singing about drinking too much alcohol. If the final lyrics hinted to losing himself in alcohol, the draft lyrics are ever so clear regarding that point.

Second of all, the sex. I think JM was pretty straight forward using the wording he was using. "Give me a good ride" can be other things, if you twist it around to try and explain it away, but bottom line, those lines within the context of the lines in the draft, like "just go turn off the light, you and me..." not to mention the whole chorus, to me the reference is obvious.

Next, I talked about the many references to JK in this song in this post:

This is all also relevant when it comes to my next point being the fact that to me it's clear that JM wrote this song referencing a special someone with whom he shares a high level of intimacy. A special someone that was there by his side when JM was struggling. A special someone that was struggling seeing JM going through everything he was.

To that person JM wrote (in the draft): "oh baby don't you cry, just wanna see your smile..."

These lines, they were too much. Too obvious. Too intimate. And they were left out probably because of just that.

So JM went with other lines. A little less obvious perhaps, and yet still very telling. The finale of the song:

No, don’t you wake me (Wake me) I wanna stay in this dream, don't save me Don't you try to save me (Save me) I need a way we (Way we) I need a way we can dream on (On, on, on)

Now, you could claim that the song is about an inner struggle. JM struggling with himself, talking to himself, and yes, that could very much be part of the message JM, the king of layering, is going for. But see, that's exactly the point. JM is the king of layering, of having several meanings and messages within his lyrics and creations. And this is not different. There is no mistaking the reference to another person, not JM himself, in the lyrics. The way he uses the "you" in the lyrics, at times could pass as you being the alcohol, at times the you being himself in the mirror, but at times it's clearly a third party he is talking to. Especially in that finale to the song, that someone that wants to lift him out of that stupor he is in, to wake him up, to save him, when he is unwilling, not ready to accept that help just yet (same person he asks not to cry, knowing that he is making them sad). There are also the clear JK references in this song. The "you are me I am you" being the loudest of them all.

But JM being JM, he showed us in his own way what this song was about, opening up and allowing us to see his drafts.

And then he gave us Letter. Hidden, and private and intimate. Addressed not to us, but to that person that was always there by his side, that person he addresses in Like Crazy telling him "forever you and I". Now, in Letter, being in a better, healthier place, he can repeat the sentiment of them together forever. A sentiment JK had mentioned in the past (omg, that was so very awkward).

And now using lines like : "I sincerely hope we are forever" and "But don’t forget that we’re always together"...

The lyrics, the sentiments, the drafted lyrics that never made it, like the use of "Dangshin", I have talked about it all. Letter was for JK. Period.

When seeing Like Crazy again, the lyrics, the struggle, the person by his side, the intimacy, and Letter, I'm kind of thinking that not only is Letter a love ode to JK. That is stating the obvious. But it's also JM's acknowledgement and thank you to that person that stood by his side in his most difficult of times.

JK.

Bottom line:

Like crazy is about JM struggling and self medicating with alcohol and sex.

It's personal about himself, his struggles, but also includes a person that is there by his side, one he is highly intimate with, one who is there with him together. That person is there, spending the nights with him, in that escape world JM created for himself. Sad seeing JM struggle, trying to find a way to help JM out of that pit but being unable to do so, staying by JM's side all the same.

We know who that person is.

Same person he addresses Letter to.

#Jikook #Kookmin #Minkook #Jungkook #Jimin #JM #JK #JM Like Crazy #JM Letter #Jikook Letter #Jikook Like Crazy

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nnnyxie · 1 year ago

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CAN’T WAIT ANY LONGERRR

So this one is angsty (if you squint) basically reader is Bakugos little sibling (by like a year or two to not make it weird) and they grew up together…And this is kinda mean!Izu x reader but whatever

Izu one day just randomly reflects on Bakugos bullying and is like well fuck him and decides to date his younger sibling to fuck with Bakugo as ‚revenge‘

Failing to inform them he was only dating them to fuck with their brother. He‘s still doting and sweet and oh so loving(he also failed to realize he fell for reader fr)…and on one random Tuesday they just overhear him speaking about it like on the phone to his friends being like „yeah Kacchan is totally pissed it worked like a charm“

Reader absolutely breaks down and runs to Kacchan for comfort because big brother is always the solution🤞 so then Izu dosen’t even realize and tries talking to reader and they just cut all contact and Izu panics and realizes what he feels for them but it‘s too late hehe. (I need some sort of happy ending for reader😭)

Bonus ofcourse would be lots and lots of groveling before they eventually restart, or reader moves on if you‘re not the second chance type..revenge is always the answer🫶🏻 idk both ends would be cute Idk when I turned into an angst Whore I used to be a fluff addict😞 #𖢥 izuku anon

SOBS!!! DRAMATICALLY THROWS MYSELF ONTO THE FLOOR!!!! CLAWS AT MY ENCLOSURE!!!!

i’m not much of a second chance person when it comes to this stuff but……. i like fluff……. so we shall see how the ending goes…….. it’s a wild card for the both of us???

(ps there is swearing bc it’s me…) (pps i did add a part where he said ‘fuckin with my blood’ but i originally had like— an adopted sibling in mind?? so just read however you’d like!!) (ppps i added some comfort from our girlies and kiri bc i LOVE them)

for this we’re gonna pretend like the boys have had no progress in friendship and that they HATE each other with a passion and that season 6 didn’t happen!! AND that they’re in their second year while you, darling reader, are a first year at UA!!

okay so. despite katsuki being such an asshole and probably the most difficult person to deal with— he has such a soft spot for his little sibling!!

he makes it known that if anyone fucks with you— he’ll beat them worse than they could ever imagine. you thought his normal threats were bad? oh sweetheart, these are far worse!! he’ll go into solid detail and even give ‘warning’ hits.

enter izuku, your longtime crush. ever since you were kids, you have always liked him. loved him, even. you admire how ambitious he is and how far he’s come.

izuku was dense about your crush at first, in all honesty. it wasn’t until he overheard your conversation with katsuki in the dorm stairs one day!!

it was something along the lines of “you can’t love that nerd!” “but i do! and if he feels the same i don’t want you ruining this for me!” “you’re too good for him! plus you’re too young to date anyways!” “katsuki, i’m not a baby anymore! look— if he ends up rejecting me then i’ll tell you. and you can do whatever you want, okay?” “okay. and if he accepts then, i’ll punch him too.” “katsuki no—”

izuku usually isn’t the type for petty revenge but— katsuki has hurt him for long enough. so this would be a great way to get back at him, right..?

now let’s dive into izuku’s little plan—

like i said before, he isn’t one to do this sort of thing. he really isn’t but— katsuki just… fuels a fire in him that he can’t put out.

izuku thought this little idea was crazy (it is), so he confided in someone about it— can you guess who?? wanna know who??? the one and only…

kaminari denki!!

that is correct, he confides in kaminari. see— izuku doesn’t tell kaminari that the person is katsuki’s little sibling.

izuku just tells him “i want to piss this guy off by dating their younger sibling but, i feel like that’s crazy…” and kaminari says “nah dude, if that person is a piece of shit then i say go for it. i mean— if they’re shitty then their sibling probably is too!”

which is very incorrect— you and katsuki aren’t alike.

well— you are?? but also aren’t??? if that makes sense

anyways… izuku was STUPID and took his advice.

so— izuku enacts his plan. he’ll fake confess to you, in front of katsuki. it has to be in front of him. he’ll date you for a bit to make katsuki mad, lead you on a little, then break up with you. easy peasy right?

wrong.

first off, he did confess in front of katsuki but, katsuki punched him right in the face.

second, when you accepted his confession, katsuki punched him again. this time in the stomach.

but hey— anything for petty revenge… ig…?

anywhooo y’all get into a relationship!! and it’s a dream for you, truly. you’re with the person you’ve been in love with for basically your entire life!! and that person loves you back!!!

literally everyone is jealous because you’re the couple. the blueprint. the outcome. the relationship. (or so you and the others thought….)

the relationship is… healthy? i mean, it is healthy if you ignore the fact that izuku is doing this all to piss off katsuki!!

and oh my god— katsuki is fucking angry. he’s always ‘mean mugging’ izuku. he isn’t doing anything,,, physical because you chewed him out for it. like— you really laid into him when he punched izuku. and you had a very lengthy talk with him. so, he’s keeping his hands to himself— for now.

okay moving on from that??? kaminari doesn’t put two and two together when izuku starts dating you— as much as i love him, he isn’t the brightest bulb in the box! yes he’s smart but c’mon……..

which actually brings me to how you found out!!!

so……. one day you and izuku are just walking down the hall to go to his room, y’all planned a cute movie night!!! (which he was really looking forward to) when the lovely kaminari denki comes strolling up to him.

“hey dude! how’s that revenge thing going? it’s been what?? eight?? months— you piss off the guy yet? is he totally mad that you’re with his sibling?” kaminari had the widest grin— he’s so dumb, bless his heart.

“izuku, what does he mean?” “i— kaminari, i don’t—” “huh? he’s dating some guy’s sibling to piss him off cause the dude’s a total piece of shit and i thought maybe the dude’s sibling was shi—” “kaminari! stop it!” izuku slapped his hand over the blonde’s mouth. all you could say was ‘oh’ then you ran towards katsuki’s room, hoping he’d be in there.

“wait— was— was the guy katsuki and the sibling was them!?” kaminari shouted in surprised (jfc…). izuku sighed with a nod. “dude you fucked up. like really fucked up. they were a total hottie?? and super cool?? plus katsuki is gonna be really pissed.” “i know…”

izuku felt so guilty because he was genuinely beginning to fall for you— like seriously!! he’s in love with you and now everything is ruined. i mean, he knew he’d have to tell you at some point because, no relationship should be built on lies but still !!

when you told your brother— he felt beyond pissed, angry, furious, etc. his emotions were indescribable. katsuki genuinely wanted to kill izuku. yeah, he’s always said ‘i’ll kill you’ but it’s not like he ever actually meant it.

but this time—

he really did mean it. he felt like he could commit murder.

“outside.” katsuki grabbed izuku by the collar of his shirt and dragged him through the dorms.

“wait— kacchan just let me explain!” he panicked, he wanted to tell katsuki that he did love you. that his intentions weren’t good at first but his feelings became real very quickly!

“what dumb ass excuse could you possibly have that would make this fuckin’ situation better!?” katsuki’s left hand sparked as he tossed izuku outside the doors.

“i— i’m not trying to make the situation better! i j-just want to explain!” “you have one minute before i blow your head off.”

“i did it to make you mad at first but— but, i ended up really falling for them! seriously! i w-was going to tell them!” “why the fuck would you even think about doin’ that shit!? even i wouldn’t go that low!” katsuki’s hands grew hot. he was on the verge of becoming a murderer.

“i’m sorry! i really am! i just— i was so mad at you and it was petty revenge!” izuku’s hands were raised in defense. “that shit wasn’t revenge! that was fuckin’ with my blood!” katsuki raised his hand to izuku’s face, getting ready to blast him— but he was stopped. “bakugo, midoriya. nezu’s office, now.” a very tired sounding, aizawa demanded.

while that was going down— you were left in katsuki’s room, crying on his floor.

“uhm— hey, it’s just us…” mina, jirou, and kirishima walked in. you wiped your eyes and nose, you didn’t really like being seen in a vulnerable state. something you and katsuki had in common.

“so we uh… kinda heard about what happened from kaminari.” jirou whispered as her jacks poked together. “i’m sorry, he’s a loud mouth…” “and uhm… your brother isn’t exactly quiet either.” kirishima looked to the ground beside you.

“i kinda heard their conversation… midoriya said he loves you…” mina sat beside you. “so what are you gonna do? are you gonna hear midoriya out..?” you shrugged.

even if he really did begin to love you, how could you ever trust him again? and— what if he was lying to your brother just to get an easy out?

you felt sick— and you felt like a fool. you felt so stupid for thinking that your brother’s enemy could actually have feelings for you. you felt like an idiot.

“i think… i think that, maybe, i could hear his explanation but… i won’t forgive him or give him another chance. i can’t trust him again. plus, i’d look like a fool going back to him…” you mumbled into your arms, your knees were to your chest. the three just gave an understanding nod, then, huddled around you for an awkward but, warm, group hug.

“alright.” you heard your brother’s gruff voice from the doorway. “you three, out. now.” he pointed towards his friends and you watched them leave.

“so… what happened?” you asked, your brother plopped down beside you. sitting in his usual ‘delinquent’ position. “almost murdered him. got stopped by aizawa. got scolded by nezu. now ‘m suspended for 5 weeks. gotta do supplementary classes n’ shit.” “i’m sorry, kats.” he scoffed and gave you an ‘are you fucking serious’ look. “why the fuck are you apologizin’!?” you fiddled your fingers, “i got you in trouble…” he rolled his eyes and lightly smacked the back of your head. “idiot, you didn’t. was all me.”

there was a bit of silence, it was a comfortable one. you and katsuki always shared this sort of quiet.

“did they tell you what happened?” he asked in a hushed tone, referring to his friends. “yeah…” “and…?” “and i’m not gonna forgive him or anything. he lied to me. why would i wanna be with a liar? plus, what if he was lying about actually having feelings for me now? i can’t trust him again.”

katsuki gave you a small, smile. one that said ‘i understand. i’m sorry he did that. i’m here for you. and i love you.’

when it comes to him, words weren’t needed most of the time. looks could tell all. and that look told you everything you needed to hear.

i’ll be so real— i was very a teensy bit drunk writing this… so like if it doesn’t make sense or anything i’m so sorry

#mha x reader #bnha x reader #izuku x reader #midoriya x reader #deku x reader #my hero academia x reader #boku no hero x reader #izuku midoriya #/ᐠ - ˕ -マ works — ♡︎#♡︎ — izuku anon

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exponenshul · 4 months ago

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Melon Seeds (Part 1 of 2)

SYNOPSIS: Two close roommates purchase a watermelon from a mysterious vendor. As time passes, their relationship heats up and the girl begins undergoing some changes. It becomes increasingly clear that the melon they bought was no ordinary fruit...

Words: ~7.2k

(Contains belly expansion, sexual content, and more. Read at your own discretion.)

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Spencer held open the apartment door so Lucy could walk in. She was having a bit of trouble because she was carrying a huge watermelon in her arms.

"Rrk...man, I still can't believe we found this!" Lucy said excitedly. She was struggling a bit under the weight of the fruit, but still grinning.

"I know—and the last one, too!" Spencer noted, guiding Lucy to the kitchen counter. "That guy at the fruit stand was so nice, giving it to us for free and everything."

Spencer and Lucy were two rising college seniors, living together in their own apartment while on summer break. They'd met back in freshman year and had been the closest of friends ever since. Spencer's original roommate had backed out at the last second, and since he and Lucy were so close, she was happy to move in to the empty room.

It was a Tuesday afternoon and the two had just come back from a grocery run. Little did they know, the watermelon they'd just picked up was a little more than just delicious.

"This thing looks so good, I'm gonna cut it up right now!" Lucy proclaimed.

"Good idea!" Spencer agreed. "You get that started while I put the rest of the stuff away."

A few minutes passed as Spencer went to put away more groceries. When he returned, Lucy had sliced up the watermelon into about two dozen good-sized chunks. Spencer eagerly strode over and picked one up, but when he did, he frowned.

"Ah, man, this thing's got seeds in it..." he groaned.

"What are you talking about?" Lucy asked, picking up a slice of her own. "I'm pretty sure most watermelons have seeds..."

"Yeah, I know. And I usually just spit them out, but..." Spencer trailed off. The seeds in this melon were just...off-putting. They were black and very large, each about the size of a thumbnail. They also appeared particularly round for watermelon seeds. Whatever the reason, Spencer's gut was telling him that he probably shouldn't be eating this watermelon.

After a moment, he continued. "It's just...you know the saying, right? Swallow a watermelon seed and it'll grow in your stomach!" He chuckled.

Lucy chuckled back. "Nah, I think you're just a coward!" She chomped into her slice of melon, and as she started chewing, her eyes went wide. "Oh my god...this is SO GOOD!"

She began chewing ravenously, sucking down the watermelon's sweet flesh. Seeing that Spencer wasn't going to eat his slice, she grabbed it from his hand.

"More for me," she said, giving him a smile. He smiled back.

After she'd finished the two slices, she licked her lips. "Aaah...that was tasty! I'm gonna pack the rest up and put it in the fridge."

Spender gave her a thumbs up, and she turned to grab some tupperware from the cabinet. As she stepped away, Spencer couldn't help but keep his eyes glued on her.

Over the past few months—years, really...Spencer had started to look at Lucy as more than just a friend. She was very attractive, with cute features and perfect curves. Through their years of knowing each other, they'd gotten to know each other very well. Spencer knew that any crush he felt had to be reciprocated, at least a little. He often wondered when one of them would make a move, especially now that they lived together. They were closer than ever, physically and emotionally, and the romantic tension between them was mounting.

Spencer blinked his eyes a few times, realizing he'd been staring a little too intently at Lucy's ass.

He cleared his throat. "All right, I've gotta get ready for my shift."

"Okay, good luck!" Lucy replied. "See you tonight."

~~~~~

Coincidentally, Spencer worked at the grocery store, ringing out customers and stocking shelves. It wasn't a glamorous job, but it payed the bills.

As Spencer arrived for his afternoon shift, he looked at the front of the store with some confusion. Where the watermelon stand had been only a few hours before was a completely empty spot.

As he clocked in, he mentioned it to one of his coworkers, who was just clocking out.

"Hey, you've been here all day, right?" Spencer asked. "Where'd that guy and his watermelon stand go?"

The coworker looked at him quizzically. "What guy?"

"You know, the watermelon guy. He had this whole big stand out front. Huge watermelons."

The look on his coworker's face only grew more confused. "Uh, nah. I've been taking in carts all day, I never saw anybody out front."

Spencer stood there perplexed as his coworker left. He'd probably just missed the guy...but then again, the stand was pretty obvious. And he'd obviously picked up a huge watermelon.

He started his shift, but was left with a nagging confusion in his head.

~~~~~

It was dark out by the time Spencer got back home to the apartment. When he walked in, most of the lights were off, except for the kitchen ones. He assumed that's where Lucy must be.

He put his things down and started walking over. "Hey Lucy, I'm back from work!"

He heard her call back to him from the kitchen. "Oh, you're finally back! Come here!"

Spencer walked into the kitchen and found her sitting at the counter, watching him with a strange, dreamy look. Spencer noticed open tupperware and a couple rinds on the counter—she'd been eating more of the watermelon.

She was also wearing her favorite set of pajamas; a cropped black tank top and soft velvet shorts. He always thought she looked really good in them...

She looked over at him from her seat and gave a subtle smile. "I have to tell you something."

Spencer gulped. "What...what is it?"

Then, Lucy slowly and deliberately got over from her seat. She walked over to him, keeping her eyes locked on his. Once she was close enough, she reached up, placed her hands on his face, and kissed him on the lips.

Spencer was hit with shock. Hold on, was this really happening? Her lips were so soft and warm...He gently grasped her waist and kissed her back.

When they pulled away, Lucy looked at him with a twinkle in her eyes, cheeks red. Spencer stared back, the surprise showing in his face.

"Sorry, I know that was sudden..." Lucy said quietly. "I just couldn't keep beating around the bush."

Spencer was still reeling. "So...y-you've been...feeling the same way I have?"

Lucy placed her palms on his chest. "I've been thinking about it a lot recently...how close we are...but today is when I really realized that I was tired of being just friends."

Spencer beamed with joy. "I couldn't agree more."

The two kissed again, and this time, they didn't stop at just one. They started with a few more light, slow kisses, but soon started to make out with more passion. All that time of romantic tension was starting to be released.

Lucy pulled Spencer in closer, so that their bodies pressed together. Spencer wrapped his arms around her, rubbing his hands across her back. Making out with her, the most attractive girl he'd ever known, was more satisfying than he could have imagined. Just the feeling of her chest pressed against him was enough to give him palpitations.

After another minute or so, they pulled away for a breather. Spencer stared into Lucy's beautiful eyes and she stared right back.

Spencer cleared his throat. "So, uh...I guess this means we're...a "thing" now?"

Lucy brushed some hair away from her face and smirked at him. "Hmm...yeah, I guess it does."

The two gave each other another quick kiss, giggling from the afterglow of the their makeout session.

"It's getting late," Spencer said, trying to reign in their awkward giddiness with some conversation. "Are you hungry? Did you eat dinner?"

"I just had some of that watermelon," Lucy replied, giving her stomach a couple pats. "God, it is sooooo good...I can't get enough of it!"

Spencer chuckled. "You sure you don't want some real food?"

"I'm fine! I think I'm gonna go to bed...feeling kinda sleepy." She yawned, proving her statement.

"All right, sounds good!"

Lucy started walking over to her bedroom, but turned and gave Spencer a wink. "You better have another kiss ready for me in the morning."

Spencer grinned, his heart rate picking up again. "Of course."

As she walked away, he caught himself looking at her ass again...Now, though, he didn't feel too bad about it.

~~~~~

The next morning, Spencer woke up to sunlight shining on him through the window. As he sat up and stretched, the events of the night before came back to him. Lucy had really just kissed him out of the blue...and now she was his girlfriend. He thought about how good her kisses were, how soft her skin was...how perfect her figure was and how pretty her face was...he couldn't believe they hadn't started dating sooner.

Maybe taking things slow was a good thing...But now all Spencer could think about was getting up and seeing her again.

He headed out into the kitchen and spotted her at the counter. She was faced away from him, holding something in her hand. Not being able to help himself, he quickly looked her up and down. When he did, he almost had to do a double take. She seemed slightly...different. Was it possible she had...gotten a tad thicker since last night?

"Good morning," he said smoothly as he came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her. He looked over her shoulder and saw what was in her hand...a watermelon rind. There was another on the counter, as well. She must have eaten a couple for breakfast.

She jumped a little when he hugged her, having not heard him approach. However, she quickly relaxed into his arms. "Mmh, good morning," she breathed.

"You really like that watermelon, huh?" He mused.

"Yeah..." Lucy replied, almost dreamily. "It's sooo good...it makes me feel...mmh..."

Spencer noticed that as she talked, she started to sway ever so slightly. She held onto his arms and began moving her hips back and forth, in a trance-like way at first, then deliberately. Spencer felt his heart rate pick up again.

"Makes you feel...like what?" He asked.

She was silent for a moment, but kept moving back and forth. Spencer felt her gently push her hips back into his. He could feel himself getting hard fast, and hoped to God she wouldn't notice. But she just kept rubbing her hips against him, back and forth, almost grinding on him.

Finally, Lucy spoke again. When she did, she was basically mewling. "Spencer...I've been thinking about last night, and...I know this is kinda sudden, but..."

Suddenly, she turned to face him, now looking up at him endearingly and pressing her chest into him.

"...I want to have sex with you."

Spencer's heart skipped a few beats, and he had to make sure he wasn't dreaming and that he wasn't going to pass out. "A-are you sure?"

"Yes..." she said, pulling him in close and giving him a kiss on the cheek. "I can't take it any longer...I need you!"

She thrust herself forward and kissed him hard on the lips, the two embracing as their passion ignited. While making out, they stumbled over to Spencer's room, Lucy already tugging off her shorts and Spencer already unbuttoning his pants. The two collapsed on the bed, and Lucy crawled on top.

One thing was for sure- Lucy wasn't being shy about this. Spencer hadn't realized how strong her feelings for him had been. He was shocked at how fast this was all happening, but he certainly wasn't opposed.

Wasting no time, Lucy seductively grabbed her top and pulled it over her head, leaving her nude except for her lace black panties.

Holy shit, Spencer thought to himself. This time yesterday, he and Lucy were just roommates, and now he was staring at her tits. They were beautifully round and supple—bigger than he'd thought. They seemed especially pink, but he supposed it was just due to the heat of the moment.

From being with her all these years, he thought she always had a trim and flat stomach, but looking at it now she had a bit more chub than he recalled. In his mind, that only made her hotter.

"You're gorgeous..." he breathed, taking in all her curves and stunning features.

Lucy smiled and bit her lip. "You're not too bad yourself."

She leaned over and they started kissing some more. Lucy's kisses were intoxicating and sweet. Any of Spencer's concerns about the pace of their relationship were quickly replaced by mounting horniness.

Abruptly, Lucy pulled away. She leaned further over him, so that her boobs hung right in front of him. She grasped one in her hand and dangled it over his face. Spencer was no virgin—he knew what this cue meant. He took her tit in his mouth and began to suck.

Lucy seemed to really enjoy this. She arched her back and moaned, pleasure shooting through her body.

"Fuck," she panted. "It's never...hhh...felt this good to get my tits sucked before..."

Seeking to please her, Spencer kept suckling and biting. He pressed his hands into her back to push her down closer to his mouth. Lucy kept making desperate sounds of pleasure, rocking forward and back on her knees.

When he finally took a break, Lucy pulled away and sat back on her knees. She put a hand between her legs and felt at her crotch. "Mmh...I'm so wet, you're gonna make me soak through my panties..." With both hands, she reached down and started to tug at Spencer's boxers. "I need you inside me, now!"

She pulled down his underwear, letting out his rock-hard shaft. As she began pulling off her own underwear, Spencer was apprehensive. "Don't you want me to grab a condom?"

Lucy shook her head and smirked. "It's all right, I'm on the pill." She cast her panties aside and positioned herself over his waiting erection. "Now, fuck me like you mean it!"

~~~~~

Once they were finished, the two collapsed, and Lucy fell asleep in Spencer's arms. Spencer was worn out after some of the best sex of his life. He looked at Lucy almost in disbelief, holding her close and gently running his fingers through her hair. Her apparent desire for him was unprecedented but certainly welcomed. So much had happened in such a short time...was this really the same girl he'd gone grocery shopping with just yesterday?

Just then, the alarm on Spencer's phone went off, and Lucy awoke groggily. Spencer reached for his phone and checked the time.

"Ah...it's time to get ready for my shift." He groaned.

"Already?" Lucy replied, pouting. She snuggled into him more closely and held him tight. "I wish you could stay with me forever."

Spencer lightly kissed the top of her head. He sure as hell didn't want to leave either. "I know, but I need the paycheck...don't worry, I'll back tonight!"

The two peeled themselves away from each other so they could both get up and dressed. Spencer was sure to get in a nice last look of Lucy's beautiful body before she put her clothes back on. Somehow, she looked even hotter than earlier that day...like her curves had gotten fuller and more defined. Could it just be from the afterglow of sex?

Lucy lingered around as Spencer got dressed and ready to go. She followed him as far as the front door and gave him a hug and another kiss.

"Don't forget, our favorite show is on tonight, so don't be late!" She reminded him.

Spencer smiled as her as he headed out the door. "It's a date."

~~~~~

Spencer went through what seemed like the longest shift of his life. Before, he didn't really mind his job as a grocery store worker. It was easy, mindless, and paid well. However, it was different now that he had something to look forward to when he clocked out—his beautiful, sexy girlfriend waiting at home.

The events of the past day were still a whirlwind in his mind. He'd wanted to be with Lucy romantically for the longest time, but he never expected things to happen so quickly. It seemed to come out of nowhere...but he supposed if Lucy was into it, he was fine taking things fast. Besides, they were planning on watching their favorite TV show together when he got back home, so he supposed things were still somewhat normal between them.

He clocked out as soon as his shift was over and rushed home to the apartment. He wondered if Lucy was going to be as horny as she was that morning, or if she'd gotten it out of her system...either way, he was excited to get back and spend more time with her.

When he got inside, he found that most of the lights were off again. However, he did hear the TV blaring from the living room, meaning that their plans were still on for the night. Every Wednesday night, they watched a new episode of their favorite drama as it premiered. It was something they'd found in common when they moved in together and decided to make a routine each week, and finally getting together as a couple certainly wasn't going to stop that.

Lucy heard him come in the door and emerged from the living room to meet him, arms outstretched for a hug.

"You're finally home!" she said excitedly. "Just in time, the show's about to start."

As she approached, even in the dim light, Spencer noticed something different about her. Her figure seemed...different, even more so that that morning. She was still wearing the cute pajamas, except the top looked exceptionally tight. It usually fit her perfectly, but now it seemed like her tits were crammed into it. Her hips also seemed just a bit wider, and her stomach...as she came up to him, he noticed that it had a decent paunch to it. That morning he had seen some extra chub on her belly, but now it was noticeably rounded. Spencer figured that maybe she was on her period, and just bloated...but wouldn't he have noticed that when they had sex earlier?

She embraced him, and he hugged her back, giving her a kiss on the cheek.

"I missed you!" He said, trying to put his observations aside. "Thanks for getting the TV on for us."

"I missed you too," she replied, giving him a peck on the lips. "Do you think you could grab the watermelon from the fridge before you come to the couch? I'm in the mood for a snack!"

"Uh...yeah, sure!" Spencer said, and she trotted away happily.

After changing out of his work clothes and into some lounge wear, he made it over to the fridge. He was beginning to think Lucy's affinity for the watermelon was a little peculiar. He liked the taste of watermelon as much as the next guy, but she seemed absolutely obsessed with it.

He opened the fridge and pulled out the tupperware. When he looked inside, he was surprised to only find three slices left. He hadn't eaten any...so that meant she'd nearly gone through that whole huge watermelon in the span of a single day.

Out of sheer curiosity, Spencer studied the slices as he carried them over to the living room. They looked just like normal watermelon slices, except for those large round seeds. What was the secret? Why was she so addicted to it?

He walked into the living room and presented the melon slices to her just as the show started. "Here you go!"

"Thanks, babe!" She chirped, grabbing the tupperware from him excitedly. She began to munch as the opening credits rolled and he sat down next to her on the couch.

"This week's episode is gonna be good," Spencer said. "Let's see if Julio finds the killer this time."

"Yeah! That would be so cool..." said Lucy, through a mouthful of melon. She expressed her contentment as she chewed. "Ugh, I can't get over how GOOOOD this is!"

Spencer watched as she chomped down the slices like they were nothing. Pink juice ran down her chin and dripped onto her torso. She must've been swallowing the seeds whole, because it would've been obvious if she were crunching into them considering their size. She just kept sucking them down like she was on a deserted island and this was the first food she'd had in weeks. By the time they reached the first commercial break, Lucy had cleaned the flesh off all three slices.

"Aaaah," she breathed, rubbing watermelon juice from her mouth with the back of her hand. She settled back into the couch, patting her slightly distended belly with both hands.

"Getting that melon was the best idea EVER. I can't believe how sweet and juicy it was!"

Spencer smiled at her. He had no reason to be worried—it was apparent she just really liked watermelon. "I'm glad you liked it."

The two returned to watching their show. It was a fantastic episode, with plenty of drama and action. There were also some scenes where the characters got hot and heavy with one another...something not too uncommon with shows of such caliber. Spencer watched intently, invested as always.

Next to him, however, he began to notice that Lucy was acting a bit strange. Usually she commented along with important points in the show, or gasped at plot twists. Tonight, though, she was being oddly quiet...for the most part. Out of the corner of his eye he saw her start to get fidgety; tapping her feet, crossing her legs then uncrossing them. She made little whimpers of sound whenever she moved, barely audible.

What caught's Spencer's attention was when she slowly tracked her hands up her torso and grabbed at her boobs. Trying to maintain some subtlety, she squeezed at them gently and repeatedly, kneading at them with her palms. Her noises got a little louder when she did this, and she squeezed her legs together a little tighter.

"Mmh...ooooh..." she cooed, audibly enough for Spencer to hear.

"You all right?" he tried to ask nonchalantly, having totally lost focus on the show at this point.

Lucy continued to massage her tits and rub her thighs together. "I'm fine, it's just...mmmhhh...I've missed you so much today..."

Spencer wasn't sure how to react. He wasn't used to being come onto so blatantly, so abruptly. Lucy turned her head to look at him, pouting her lip slightly and sporting the biggest puppy dog eyes. She was so sexy, and even if they were gonna miss the rest of their show, there was no way he was gonna turn down some more action if she was in the mood. He reached over and put a hand on her thigh, expecting her to invite him to the bedroom.

Instead, it seemed like the touch of his hand was enough to send her into a frenzy. She practically launched herself at him, kissing him passionately and wrapping her arms around him. Feeling his arousal quickly growing, Spencer held her, making out with her hard and fast. As they kissed, Lucy pushed Spencer down into the couch and crawled atop him so that she was perched on his lap. She seductively rubbed at his growing erection through his lounge pants.

"Seems like you're as ready as I am," she purred. A flustered "Yeah" was all Spencer could muster.

"Then come on," she said, voice thick with longing. "I need you now!" She began to tug her shorts down off her hips. Spencer readily did the same.

Up close, even in the dim light provided by the glow of the TV, the changes in Lucy's figure were readily apparent. Her boobs were certainly bigger than yesterday, bobbing on her chest with every movement. Her wide hips and thick thighs straddled him with ease, but she seemed not to take notice to them, nor to her noticeably bloated belly. It felt a little out of character for a girl who usually kept quite fit, but it was no problem for Spencer—he'd always liked his women a little on the thicker side, and seeing the girl of his dreams with a little extra meat on her bones was very enticing.

As she kicked her panties aside, Spencer could tell she was practically dripping wet. Seeing it only made him get harder and ready to get inside her.

Wasting no time, Lucy grabbed his erection and sat herself on top of it, moaning deeply as she felt his full length penetrate her. She planted her hands on either side of his torso and began to ride him, tiddies bouncing up and down with her movements.

"Oh...my god...you—hmmph—you f-feel incredible!" She yelped, voice catching every time her thrust inside her.

"So do you," Spencer grunted. She was so tight and wet and full of energy, just like that morning. It surprised him that he wasn't finished after the first couple thrusts. "You're so hot!"

Lucy moaned and squealed, her toes curling. It seemed like she was already building toward an orgasm. Spencer bucked his hips faster and harder, trying to keep up a good pace. He grabbed Lucy's hips and squeezed. She shuddered, reaching her climax with a shriek of ecstasy. Feeling her tighten around his shaft was enough to make Spencer reach his orgasm too, coming hard inside her.

Lucy let herself fall forward and rest against his chest, breathing heavy from the aftermath of her climax. "Hoooo...that was incredible."

Spencer held her close, panting. The exertion of their love making had made them both sweaty. "You're incredible," he breathed. "I'm so happy to finally be with you."

Lucy picked her head up to give him a long kiss. When she put her head back on his chest, she glanced over and saw credits rolling on the TV. "Sorry...looks like we missed the end of our show."

Spencer chuckled, patting her back lightly. "That's okay! We can catch up next week. This was way more fun."

"It's just..." Lucy said, biting her lip. "I've been feeling so horny lately...I can't get enough of you."

"Trust me, I don't mind."

~~~~~

As the heat of the evening wound itself down, the two got up and carried on with their nightly routines. Lucy turned off the TV and Spencer brought the empty tupperware to the sink. They went and brushed their teeth together, Lucy playfully bumping hips with him as they stood there.

When they were finished, the two said their goodnights. Spencer headed over to his room, and Lucy to hers. Watching her walk away, a part of him wished he could follow her and sleep together with her...but after dating for only a day, it was probably a bit too soon for that.

Instead he went to his room and turned off the lights to go to sleep. He couldn't help thinking about her...how attractive she was and how badly she wanted him. How her chest and ass had gotten a bit more jiggly since the other day and how it only made her that much sexier. Her slightly odd obsession with the watermelon...

Only a day, he thought...but if the days going forward were going to be anything like this, he could certainly get used to it.

~~~~~

Spencer woke up at his usual time the next morning, feeling well rested and ready to start the day. He hadn't stopped thinking about Lucy all night...had they really had sex twice yesterday? It seemed too good to be true. He was more than ready to see her again, though he doubted she would be in the mood to do anything intimate after all their action yesterday.

He got up, going through the day's plans in his head. He had another shift at work to deal with, as well as a couple errands to run. But first things first, he needed a good breakfast to start the day with.

He walked into the kitchen, expecting to find Lucy there, but she was nowhere to be seen. Instead, he heard the bathroom door open behind him, and he turned to look. He was shocked to find Lucy standing there, completely naked.

Lucy blushed and smiled sheepishly at him. "Sorry...I took a shower and didn't feel like getting dressed yet. You don't mind, do you...?"

Spencer stood there wide-eyed, taken aback for a moment. Seeing her standing there naked was one thing, but it was her body that caught him off guard.

Overnight, her figure had changed significantly. Her boobs were even bigger and perkier than before, having gone up at least a cup size. They were unnaturally pink, more so than before, with her nipples being especially bright and saturated. He noticed that her belly looked strangely pink as well, but that wasn't all—it had swollen up a lot since he last saw her. What could have passed as simple bloating last night was a round, pronounced potbelly.

"U-uhm...no, I don't mind," Spencer muttered, unsure of what else to say. "Uh...how are you feeling today?"

"Mmm...I am really hungry!" Lucy chirped, proceeding to rub her distended belly as if its size was completely normal. She began walking past him, although her walk was slightly more waddling than before. "Is there more watermelon?"

Spencer stared at her as she strode by, captivated. Her tits and ass subtly jiggled as she walked. And her belly...it looked convincingly like that of a woman who was around five months pregnant. Looking at her, Spencer had a moment of panic. They'd had sex unprotected twice yesterday...could it be...?

No, that was impossible. Even if she had somehow gotten pregnant, she couldn't have grown that much in one day.

Trying to keep it cool, he followed her as she walked over to the fridge. "Um, actually, I think you finished the last of the watermelon last night."

"Are you serious?! Ugggggh!" Lucy groaned, strikingly distraught. "I love that stuff..."

"It's okay, I can make us an equally good breakfast! With some more substantial food, in fact..." He approached her and wrapped an arm around her, partly to console her, but also to get a better look at her. "So, how hungry are you...?"

~~~~~

A short time later, Spencer had prepared a huge breakfast of pancakes, eggs, and bacon. It was a good think he knew basic cooking skills, because Lucy had made it clear she wanted to eat a lot.

Spencer made a single pancake for himself with a couple strips of bacon. Meanwhile, Lucy stacked her plate high with three pancakes, four eggs and nearly half a dozen strips of bacon. She sat at the kitchen counter, still in the nude, and began to dig in.

Spencer stared in awe as she ate. He'd never seen her eat this much in one sitting before. She swallowed whole fried eggs like they were nothing, and took forkfuls of pancake that barely fit in her mouth. She made muffled sounds of satisfaction with each bite.

"Mmphf...oh my god, this is the best," She mumbled, while crunching on bacon. "I've been soooo hungry."

Spencer watched her take bites with one hand as her other hand casually rubbed at her belly under the table. He wanted to say something to her...ask her if it was some kind of condition, if he should take her to a doctor...or if she even noticed it at all. The latter seemed unlikely, due to her having yet to say anything about it. She just appeared overjoyed to be stuffing herself, not a care in the world. Spencer decided to keep quiet about it.

As Lucy chewed her last bite, she moaned and rolled her eyes back, as if the food was giving her some sort of erotic pleasure. With her plate totally cleared, she sighed and sat back in her chair. "Mmm...that was so good...I'm stuffed."

Spencer audibly heard her belly gurgle, and she rubbed it again. No wonder she'd grown this big, if she was willing to eat so much...

After a moment, Lucy decided to get up from her chair. Spencer watched from his seat at the counter as she heaved herself up, obviously having more weight to carry around after her big meal and with all the new growth around her body. He watched her make her way over to the sink with her empty plate and marveled at her. Even with the sudden changes, she was still strikingly hot. Her thick ass which bounced with every step, massive tits and bulging belly, all out in the open...if anything, she was even more attractive than before.

Lucy put her dish in the sink, but continued to linger there for a few moments. She put her hands on the edge of the counter, head tilted down. Spencer began to worry if something was wrong.

"Spencer..." she said softly.

Spencer got up from his chair and walked over to her delicately. Was something the matter?Was she worried about how fast their relationship was going? Was she finally going to bring up her physical changes? Was she going to accuse him of getting her pregnant?

He approached her from behind, lightly putting his hands on her waist. "What's up?" he asked.

But instead of talking right away, she began to move. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, moving her hips from side to side. Just like the other day, she was starting to grind into him. Feeling her big, naked ass rub up against him was more than enough to spark a boner.

"Spencer..." she said again, now glancing over her shoulder at him. "That big breakfast you made me...all that food...it's really making me crave something..."

She wiggled her hips at him more, noticing his growing erection. Seeing her there totally naked, grinding up against him, big and beautiful and horny...there was nothing he could do but take off his pants.

Once he'd done so, he grabbed her by the hips, fingers sinking into her doughy flesh, and thrust himself into her from behind. She yelped as his cock filled her, her thighs quivering from the sensation.

"Yes...yes!" She moaned. "Oooh, fuck me! You feel so good!"

He pounded into her as shrieked with joy and whimpered from the pleasure. Her wet pussy somehow felt more incredible every time he had sex with her, and he was more than willing to give her what she wanted.

"Keep going," Lucy moaned, gripping tight onto the counter. "I need—aah!—more!"

Spencer grunted as he thrust faster and harder, clapping against her cheeks. He reached his hands up to explore the front of her body. He held her round belly, which was surprisingly firm. She seemed to like when he did this, cooing and biting her lip as he rubbed. His hands worked their way up to her breasts, where she really got excited. He squeezed them in his hands and rubbed her nipples between his fingers, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her whole body.

"Yes—ohhh fuck, you're so good!" Lucy shrieked, her voice getting higher as she neared her climax.

"You like getting fucked, don't you?" Spencer said in a low voice, feeling a bit bold. He could also feel his own climax rapidly approaching.

"I do!" Lucy moaned. "Ohhh...mmmh...you treat me so good...I want you to fill me up!"

Spencer did as he was told, coming hard as he orgasmed. Lucy hit her climax at the same time, all her muscles tensing as her jaw hung slack.

Spencer slipped out of her, and they both slumped against the counter, breathing heavily. Spencer ran his hands up and down her waist, placing kisses on her back.

After a moment, Lucy turned around, smiling at her boyfriend and giving him a kiss on the lips. Her bulging belly, now even fuller from the big breakfast and the load he'd just shot in her, lightly grazed against his skin.

"You fucked me good," she purred. "I think I need to go lay down..."

They kissed again, and Lucy hobbled off toward her room, legs shaky from the force of her orgasm. Spencer watched her walk away, staring at her ass like he always had. He could tell she was still horny, that she could definitely handle more...but for the moment, he was spent.

He turned and went to wash his hands in the sink, but looked at his hands with some confusion. For some reason, they had a bit of moisture on them. Spencer wasn't sure what it was...Lucy hadn't been that sweaty, so could she have still been damp from her shower? It hadn't seemed that way during breakfast...

He shrugged it off, and washed his hands thoroughly.

~~~~~

For the next hour or so, Spencer went about his normal routine while Lucy took a nap in her room. He cleaned up from breakfast, showered, and got dressed. By the time Lucy got up, he was sitting on the couch, watching some TV.

He was now able to hear her come out of her bedroom, now that her steps fell heavier. He turned to see her walking toward the living room, still totally naked. She yawned and stretched her arms up high, so that her chest and belly were on full display. The...swelling, or whatever it was...had not gone down since breakfast. If anything, she now looked six months pregnant instead of five.

"Did you have a nice nap?" Spencer asked, trying to avoid blatantly staring at her tits.

"Yeah," Lucy said groggily as she entered the room. "It was nice...but now I feel like I need something..."

Spencer gulped. Oh man, was she looking to have sex again? He didn't know if his dick could take it.

"...That watermelon," she continued. "I need more of it."

Whew, Spencer thought to himself. But then, his relief was replaced with a new concern. MORE watermelon? He thought maybe a whole giant watermelon in one day was enough to satisfy her...apparently not.

"Um...all right, if you really want some, I could take you to the store." He suggested.

Lucy's eyes lit up. "We can pick one up from that guy with the stand, right?" she said excitedly.

Spencer was reminded of the suspicious stand, the one his coworker said had never even existed. "Um...I'm sorry, babe, but I don't think the stand is there anymore."

Lucy pouted. "Aww, come on, I don't believe you. Just take me!"

Spencer chuckled. If there was one thing about her that hadn't changed in the past couple days, it was her stubbornness. "All right, we can go. But you're gonna need to put on some clothes first if we're gonna go out."

~~~~~

A few minutes later, Lucy came out in her same pajama outfit. While it used to fit perfect, the top could now barely contain her breasts and the shorts looked more like underwear. It seemed a bit revealing, but Spencer supposed it may have been all she could fit in currently.

The two headed out in Spencer's car toward the grocery store. Spencer was worried about how Lucy would react when she learned the guy with the stand was gone...hopefully she'd be able to settle for 'store brand' watermelon.

As he drove, he stole glances at her in the passenger seat. Her belly, out in full view, was growing increasingly full and round. The way it so glaringly stuck out in front of her, Spencer was amazed she hadn't said anything about it. Was she embarrassed? Did she even know the cause? When Spencer had felt her belly earlier, it had felt firm...he hoped it wasn't some fast-growing tumor or something. Either way, it would probably wise to call a doctor...

As he contemplated all this, he subconsciously pulled into the store parking lot. He only snapped back to reality when Lucy yelped with glee.

"Yes! See, I told you! He's there!" She shrieked, pointing toward the store.

Spencer looked over and was shocked at what he saw. The mysterious fruit stand from the other day was back, with the same man sitting at it.

He parked the car, and almost immediately, Lucy heaved her bloated body out and started heading toward the stand. Spencer hurried after her. "Hey, babe, wait up!"

As they approached, the man at the stand smiled at them. He was older, with a grey mustache and many wrinkles.

"Well, well, I remember you two!" The man said warmly. He had no reaction to Lucy's change in appearance from the other day.

"Yeah, we remember you too..." Spencer said, maintaining a bit of suspicion. "You wouldn't happen to have any more—?"

"Melons?" The man interjected. "Of course! I think I have a great one right here." He bent down and pulled out a perfect looking watermelon from behind the booth, just as big as the last one.

Lucy almost passed out from excitement. "Mmmm, yes!! Come to mama!" She grabbed the melon in her arms and turned to walk away with it. Spencer almost stopped her to say she shouldn't be carrying something so cumbersome in her...condition, but he didn't want to offend her. Instead, he turned back to the man at the stand.

"And this is...free of charge?" He asked.

The man nodded. "Yes! It's my pleasure. You two enjoy."

Spencer paused, took a few steps away, then stopped. He turned and glared at the man again. "Hey, listen...is there anything...unusual about these melons?"

The man chuckled. "Those melons are something special. It seems like your lady friend knows it all too well."

Spencer narrowed his eyes. "What's that supposed to mean?"

The man chuckled again. "Don't you worry about it. Just enjoy the free fruit."

Spencer stared at the man's grinning face for another few moments, but ultimately he began walking back toward the car. He didn't want to cause a scene in front of Lucy. Later, when he came in for his shift, he'd confront the man more about his wares.

~~~~~

Continued in Part 2

#finally posted!#part 2 to come soon #pregnancy kink #preggo kink #rapid pregnancy #fpreg #pregnancy fic #belly expansion #pregnancy denial

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minerva-net · 7 months ago

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four times

chris sturniolo smut

warning: corruption kink (not too obvious?)

summary: four times you misinterpreted chris's statement that he's never had his first kiss, and the time you change that.

the first time it's brought up, it's long forgotten.

"When we meet next month, you can give me my first kiss, too." Chris mumbles into his pillow. He has one eye looking at me through the camera. It's funny.

Three weeks before seeing each other, we can't seem to stay off the phone when going to sleep. We're both laying down together on the phone. It's a normal occurrence at this point. Calling has become a normality between us unless I have to be at work, he's filming, or a device dies.

"Yeah?" I ask.

He nods his head. Laughing a little bit to myself I decide to mess with him.

"What makes you think I'd kiss you?" I tease.

"Because I'm your handsome and hilarious boyfriend you cannot resist." He protests.

"I guess we'll see..." I sigh. My voice growing quiet as I close my eyes. I feel my whole body feel heavy as sleep weighs down on me. I can only hope it joins Chris as well as he has a long day of filming ahead of him.

the second time it goes over your head.

As I'm trying to maneuver around Mount Olympus to kill someone, I'm quickly shot from behind from another player. I throw my hands in defeat stopping myself from yelling into the headset.

We're two weeks from seeing each other, and have been doing all that we can do together online. We're both playing fortnite, it's been a long night of one or the other being carried to victory.

"I died again Chris..." I sighed. For some reason I'm not on my game, maybe it's the tiredness from playing so late, or I'm just losing my skill.

"Don't worry princess I got this." Chris says.

As I spectate him he easily gets my killer and the player I was going after originally. He takes time to go through the last person's loot before being shot at himself. He's able to use his fists to run and hide to heal himself. As he wanders around the area he finds who was trying to attack him, and downs them with ease.

There's something about him being good at fortnite that makes my heart flutter alongside the pet name.

"Don't mess with the big dog!" Chris yells into his mic before making howling noises, grunts, and barking.

I could only smile.

"You're an animal, so aggressive." I comment.

I feel a question bubble inside me. "Are you going to act like this when we see each other? Manhandle me to do what you want with me? Throw me around? Show me how to obey you?" I ask.

Chris is silent, maybe I said something wrong? I give myself some grace due to the lack of sleep.

"Nah... I want my first kiss and time to be slow and sensual maybe? I don't know, but if you want more we can try that." Chris says.

I don't understand what he means by this. Did ye want our first kiss together to be special?

"What're were your other first kisses like? Were they expected, unexpected–" I ponder for another question. "What's gonna make mine so special?"

He's silent before answering.

"Well... I've never–" Chris begins.

I hear another voice on the line that must be one of his brothers.

"We're about to leave so we can eat! Let's go!" They say.

"Well wait, I'm on the phone–" Chris says.

I cut him off. "It's fine. Go eat with your brothers. We can continue later tonight."

"Okay... Call you when I'm home y/n. I love you." Chris says.

"I love you too Chris, talk to you later." I say.

By the time he comes back from eating, the idea to continue the conversation is forgotten.

the third time you realize your mistake.

"I think you're going to like this new lip balm I bought. It's cherry flavored, and coming with me to Cali." I say.

There was only one week before we see each other. There's a tingly feeling each time I think about it.

"Yeah? I don't mind cherry, you should bring other fruit flavors so we can try them out." Chris says.

"You're right I should, we could do the chapstick challenge from a few years ago. I can post it on my account since I'm private," I say. "I want to kiss you until I can't breathe." Thoughts just spilling.

Chris's end is silent. I fill the void.

"Well, what if you don't like the flavor, though? Would you shove me away? Or have you kissed another girl who liked to have flavored lip balm and didn't like it?" I trail off.

Chris interrupts me. "I wouldn't know what I like and don't like... I've never kissed anybody."

I laugh at his joke.

"Are you being for real? I can't tell if you're joking." I laugh.

"One hundred percent serious. Never had a first kiss, or anything else." He says.

I sit in the break room in disbelief. There's no way this boy hasn't kissed at least one person, even a small one when he was younger would be okay.

I didn't realize how silent I was on my end.

"Is that okay with you? Need me to get some practice in?" He teases.

"No–no that's awesome. That makes me feel good. I can't wait to show you new things and be your first." I explain, I couldn't contain my smile at this news.

I can't help but think about how he'll act when we kiss. Will he let me take control? Will he try to figure things out as we go? Or will he surprise me when I see him.

"I'm excited for you to be my first for a lot of things. Can't wait for next week." Chris says.

"Me too."

the fourth time you take it to your advantage.

"So what are you going to do on your last night being a virign?" You ask.

Chris laughs. "I'm not sure... maybe jerk off or something?"

"Are you right now?" I ask, curious.

"No–Why–I'm just saying since... You asked what I'd do as a virigin." Chris tumbles on his words. I smile as I realize he's nervous.

I hum. "Okay... if you say so."

Suddenly, an idea pop into my head. Why not mess with him? If he wants his pay back he'll easily get it back tomorrow.

"I'll be back," I say taking out my headphones before he could respond. Muting my phone taking it with me.

I go to my bathroom, turning the light on. I decide to mess with him a little bit. Lifting up my shirt to show off my bra, I quickly take a few pictures at different angles. However, I decide to be brave and hook my finger through the front of my bra lifting it to reveal my breasts. I take a few more pictures before thinking if I should go lower. I go against it, and wait for when I can see Chris in person.

I go back to my room and unmute the call and put my headphones back in.

"Back." I say.

"Welcome back, that was quick." Chris replies.

I nod my head before realizing he can't see me. "Yeah I just went to get water." I say. I think about my next statement but give myself a pass. "Gotta make sure I'm hydrated for when you got me squriting tomorrow."

Chris chokes at that, gasping to catch his breath. I laugh at his reaction, expecting something lighter than what was given.

"Is that—something—you can do?" He asks.

Wanting to be difficult I ask him to clarify. "Not sure what you mean. What's the full question?

He clears his throat before mumbling quiet.

"Do you squirt?" He asks.

I stop myself from laughing. Smiling wide instead. "I've been known to." I say.

"Do you like... Have—a video of you?" He asks.

I can tell he's nervous, but that makes it all the better.

"No... but I have something better." I say. I send him the bra and braless pictures I took earlier.

I hear his phone drop and shuffling happen on his end before the call abruptly ends. I stare at my phone confused, surely not expecting that reaction from him. Still, I laugh a little before getting comfortable in bed waiting for him to call back. On queue he facetimes me instead.

"Christopher." I say.

"Sorry—" He begins before taking a breath. His face is flushed red like a cherry. "I panicked. Definitely wasn't expecting anything tonight." He says nervously.

"It's okay loverboy..." I trail. "What'd you think? Ready to see me tomorrow?" I ask.

"Yes. Fuck. A thousand times yes." He says. He mumbles a few other words after.

"I didn't hear you? What'd you say?" I ask.

"It makes me want to–Make this night—Makes me want this night to go faster..." He says clearly thinking of what he wants to add. "I want to see more of you. I need to see you. Feel you too." He adds.

I smile at him through the phone, and he does the same before looking away.

"Well in less than 24 hours we'll see each other and I'll be in your arms." I say.

He nods his head. I see his face turn into one of thought.

"What're you thinking about Chris?" I ask.

"I'm just nervous. I feel unprepared to see you? This who physical touch will be uncharted territory from how we have been." He explains. "I'm also nervous about if we do... do something more intimate." He adds.

I click my tongue before answering. "That's normal. I'm nervous too... Even if I'm not showing it. I feel like we'll be okay y'know? I think after 3 months of being long distance we'll be even better than before?" I say. "And can I be honest with you?" I ask.

He nods his head.

"It's expected for you to be bad... I'll still like it because it's you though. There's nothing wrong with that. It's your first time, and it won't be like what you've seen in a porno or something... We can decide what is good for us." I say.

Chris makes a sound of approval rather than saying anything. I don't say anything assuming he's getting tired. We sit in silence before I hear a small noise and shuffling from him. I look down at my phone and only see Chris's hair which was stuck to his forehead.

"What're you doing?" I inquire.

"Chillin." He responds. "Had to get comfortable." His voice is out of breath and jagged.

Not believing him I shift to my side and listen more intently. I don't hear anything else but decode to pry.

"Can I see what you're wearing? You saw what I was." I ask.

Chris makes a noise before answering. "I guess—that's fair... Give me a few minutes." He says.

I could care less about his outfit. I figure it's grey sweats and a shirt or no shirt. I only care about what's on his lap and what he's doing.

Before he shows me I hear fabric moving, Chris's failed attempt at being quiet. He lifts up his phone before making a quick swipe down his body. It's hard to see what he was wearing exactly, but I decide to be obvious.

"Can you show me your pants again?" I pry.

"Just my usual grey sweats." He says. I figured but his red face says something else is going on.

I smile at him, he's knows he's busted but I decide not to say anything to make it too obvious.

"Why not show me? I want to see if they're my favorite."

"I—It's the one with the blue 'C'." He says.

"Show me Christopher," I say, giving him a straight face.

Chris's face becomes a deep red. His eyes show that he regrets his decision just slightly, but accepts his defeat. He flips the camera and very obviously stood his cock in his sweats. At the top was a few small dots. Only one could assume it was from his previous activity.

"Interesting..." I start. "Do you care to continue for me?" I ask politely.

Chris chokes on his words before saying. "Yes ma'am."

My stomach feels tight and my legs squeeze together. As much as I love this I never anticipated the night before we meet to be like this. Despite this, I watch his hand appear on the screen and into his sweats. Instead of doing the obvious he wraps his hand around his cock and pumps himself in his sweats.

"Show me. Take it out and let me see." I say.

Chris whines at this. He lifts up his hips and takes one hand to pull his sweats and boxers down to his thighs. His cock comes out and lands on his stomach. His tip leaked precum onto his stomach, and his tip a darker pink after being left neglected.

I rake my eyes up and down, taking it all in. He's good looking and well managed. It's almost ashame he couldn't use it for good.

"Good boy." I mutter. "Let me see you. Continue jerking off."

Chris takes his hand to his dick and wraps around it slowly like he's nervous. But he continues, he pumps himself and goes back up to thumb his head. Slowly but surely, he increases speed as he nears the tip with each pump.

I consider sliding my hand down my pants, but go against it for better judgement. I want to see him work, be there for him. His whines and moans get louder and higher as he chases his high.

"I'm going to love having you tomorrow." I mumbled. Chris bucks his hips into his hands at this. He continues to moan and fuck his hips into his hand. I can hardly control the small moan that escapes my lips as I watch.

When he finishes, he moans my name letting white stripes coat his stomach. I smile at him as he flips the camera. I'm so ready to be with this boy tomorrow.

when you finally meet it's life changing.

"I would say every video there's a least one argument to be made whether someone likes it or not–" Chris explains to me as we walk into his room.

It feels wild to finally be in California, let alone Los Angeles. When his brothers picked me up at the airport, I was amazed to feel him. He felt so real in my hands. We hugged for a good while before Matt honked, saying we needed to not hold up traffic.

We all spent all the spent the day having the boys showed me their favorite spots to visit. From clothing stores to a pizza shop they regularly visit that's been shown in their vlogs.

Chris decided to sit in the middle seats with me so I wouldn't have to sit next to his "icky" brother Nick. It was nice to see him in a different position rather than a bunch of pixels. We held hands the entire time we were out, and he'd open my door each time we got out. I wanted to kiss him when we first saw each other, and after each gesture but held myself back waiting until we could have a moment together.

—

Sitting down in his bed, I ignored what he was saying as he put my bags by his desk. After he finished his story, he sat down next to me. He kept talking... Just like on the phone, he can't seem to stop talking. As much as I enjoy hearing him talk, I need to start what we were do excited for last night.

Rolling my eyes, I swing a leg up, then over his legs as I push him back. I sat on his lap, looking down at him with a big smile. He looks around the room before back at me while lifting his hands.

"You can touch me y'know? I'm not going go break." I remark.

His face turns into a deep red shade as his hands land on my hips. His grip is firm and secure. He takes the chance to squeeze the flesh on my legs before rubbing his hands up and down my thighs.

I choose to be bold and rock my hips on him and leaning down having our chests flush with each other. Chris can only stare at me with his mouth agape. Our noses touch, but I rock my hips again for extra measure and met with him bucking his hips up.

"Ready for your first kiss loverboy?" I coo. His face turns into a deep red shade as he nods his head profusely.

I cup his face, taking a hand to push his hair back so I can take a good look at him. Blue eyes looking back at me with large pupils. I tilt my head to the side before slotting our mouths together. I keep it light and quick before letting go.

"There you go." I smile against hisdating.

I press back in a little to give him a chance to move. However, his lips are limp and unsure of what to do. I decided to be a little more daring. Dragging my tongue along his bottom lip, I lightly nip at him.

I wasn't expecting the reaction I got out of it, but loved it nonetheless. His hands gripped me harder, one sliding down to my ass. He took this as a chance to lightly squeeze it.

I move my hand to the top of his head, carding my hand through his hair before bringing it down to his nape and lightly pulling on his hair to disconnect us. He whines at the loss of contact.

"You got condoms?" I ask. Chris nods his head before pulling my head closer to his to kiss me again. He returned the favor back as he licked and bit my bottom lip. I smiled at the gesture. He was a fast learner.

As I sat on his lap I felt his dick grow hard and twitch with each motion of our lips moving, and the slow rock of my hips. I let out a laugh against him.

"Calm down, calm down..." I whisper. He whines and does as told.

I keep my lips on him, both of us limp. It's nice just feeling our lips together as I stroke the back of his neck with my nails.

"Can–can you–can you touch me baby?" Chris asks. He's cute. His eyes are wide with swollen red lips. His desperation is cute. I give in since he's been so good.

"Where do you want me to touch you?" I know exactly where, but I'd like to drag this out for as long as I can. He closes his eyes as he pulls my head to rest on his forehead. I hum as I wait for his response.

"Anywhere, everywhere. I dunno, I just need you y/n." Chris says.

I slide off him to the floor between his legs. I place my hands on his thighs. I look up at him before speaking.

"Are you sure you're ready Chris?" I ask.

He nods his head quickly, but I giggle at this. "I need words, baby." I chastised.

"Yeah–yeah–yes I want this... I want you," He says. He brings a hand down to my head to cup my cheek. He brushes a thumb against it. "You're so beautiful y/n..." He mumbles.

I couldn't help but get nervous myself and begin to blush a little. Coming back to my senses and what I sat in front of him for, I unbuckle his belt and hooked my fingers around his jeans and underwear. Taking the signal, Chris lifts his hips up to let me pull down his pants to pool at his ankles.

It felt surreal to see him so... raw. While I saw him last night through a screen, it didn't do him much justice. He was a nice size and I couldn't wait to have him when I pleased.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer." He teases. I roll my eyes at him and pinch his thigh. He hisses at the pain, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Maybe another time... Are you sure you're ready?" I'm not nervous, but I can't help but feel the need to get double confirmation.

"If I didn't want this you wouldn't be on the floor right now." Chris says.

He's not wrong, but I'd never tell him that. I click my tongue and move my face to lay feather light kisses along his thighs. I start close to his knee and work my way up to his pelvis, alternating between each leg. As I grow closer to him he twitches a little with each kiss.

I place a kiss on his tip before laying a few more along his thighs and stomach. Chris brings his hand up to my hair, making a ponytail.

"Stop teasing..." He mumbles.

"Patience, patience... You're gonna have me for a month." I say.

He mumbles something I couldn't hear but don't care enough to ask what he said.

Finally making it to where he needed me most, I wrap my hand around the base of his dick. I take my other and spread the precum that was coming out of his tip down the length of him. A small noise comes out of his mouth. I smile a little in approval.

I slowly pump my hand up and down him, trying to mimic what I watched him do last night. I took my time going down, but sped up a little as I went up and squeezed his tip more precum leaking out.

Chris began to groan a little louder and more with each motion. His grip on my hair grew a little tighter.

I look up at him through lashes. His eyes are closed with his mouth agape. Small gasps are falling from his lips. While I'm looking I guess he felt me staring, and shoots me a smile.

"Can you–can you—can you do one–one–thing for me?" He asks, out of breath.

"Of course, baby." I say.

"Could you use your mouth? I've been thinking about that since you started..." He says.

I couldn't help but smile again, he's so cute. He whines again as I stop moving my hand. I lean forward a little bit to be closer to him. His grip on my hair loosens a little bit. I stick out my tongue and kitten lick at this tip before licking a long stripe from base to tip.

Chris groans and bumps his leg up at the feeling. His breaths start getting heavier as I take his tip into my mouth. I slowly move my head down a little before going back up, using my other hand to pump the base of him. I bob my head up and down on him, taking my other hand to squeeze his balls.

Chris's breath turns into a pant as my name falls seamlessly from his lips. My name comes out almost like a chant...

"Y/n—y/n–n/n..." He mumbles.

His hips start to buck up a little more frequently as I speed up. I feel his dick twitch lightly in my mouth. His grip on my hair loses that loose grip as he tightens and helps move my head up and down.

He makes one loud groan and grunt before cumming in my mouth. I take it and swallow it. Taking my head off of his softening dick I wipe my mouth. I look up at Chris and his eyes are closed while small pants fall from his mouth.

"Wow... that was—I can never say I never had head before." He jokes, wiping his forehead pushing his hair back.

I couldny help but laugh too.

"For sure. How're you feeling?" I ask.

"Amazing... Are we gonna do more?" He asks.

I think about it, but look at his bedside clock. As much as we stay up late on the phone tonight I'd rather go to sleep.

"Maybe another time... Like I said before you have a month with me." I smile, getting up.

He makes a sound of slight disapproval.

"Don't be mad. Let's shower, I want to go to sleep somewhat early." I say.

"We never sleep early, though! We need to watch our show!" Chris exclaims, following me to my bag where I grabbed my night time belongings.

"And tonight I want to. Just because you got head doesn't mean you can act like you're all that." I say.

Chris huffs as he gets his stuff too before joining me in the bathroom.

a/n: idk if I like this... 😔 lmk if you do and send requests pls! ☺️☺️

#chris sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo #chris sturniolo smut

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sidekick-hero · 1 year ago

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Scene from I wore his jacket for the longest time (excerpt under the cut) steddie | 58k | explicit

The last time they did this, they were just two kind-of-friends trying to drown out the memories of what they had been through together. At least that was the original plan. Steve couldn't have known that that night would change his life forever.

He can still picture it perfectly.

They had parked on the same ledge overlooking the quarry where they were now parked, the sky full of stars above them. They could see for miles, something their jittery minds still needed to feel at ease. Steve had grabbed each of them a beer and told Eddie to join him as he climbed on the hood of his Beemer. Eddie had followed hesitantly, cautious not to damage Steve's car, and it had made Steve smile at the consideration and care for his belongings, something that the kids never showed. They had settled against the windshield, shoulder to shoulder, arm to arm, thigh to thigh. It had been a cold night for May, so Steve could tell himself that it had been for warmth, and he kept telling himself that as he kept shivering every time their bodies brushed against each other.

They drank their beers and shared a joint that Eddie had brought with him. Eddie had been loose and energetic, listening to Steve tell a story about a customer at the video store, laughing out loud and carefree at the mental picture Steve was painting for him. He always did that; he always laughed at Steve's joke, even when the kids said it was lame, he always listened to Steve's stories, no matter how mundane and boring. And he had been so goddamn beautiful in that moment, the moon casting shadows across his face, deepening the wrinkles around his laughing eyes and the dimples right next to his full lips, and Steve had just kissed the laughter right from his mouth, desperate to know what it would taste like. After that, things got hazy and before either of them knew it, Steve was in Eddie's lap, kissing each other senselessly, drowning out any thoughts they might have had, any worries about later, after; bound only to this moment and this moment alone.

It's incredible how much can change in a single moment. If Steve knew then what he knows now, he could have been with Eddie all these years, he could have prevented so much pain and heartbreak. It's a bittersweet thought, but if Steve knows anything, it's that you can't change the past, you can only move forward. After all, everything that had happened since their first kiss had brought them here.

Shaking his head to clear his mind, Steve steps out of the past and onto the hood to sit right next to Eddie, passing him one of the beers. This time, when he settles down against the windshield, he presses himself against the other man for no other reason than to enjoy his closeness.

They sit there, both lost in thought, quietly sipping their beers and gazing at the stars above. It's a comfortable silence they share, peaceful.

Eddie finishes his beer first and leans to the left to set the bottle on the ground, and even though Steve still has some left in his, he follows suit, freeing his hands and mouth from holding anything but Eddie.

"Hey," Eddie starts, and pulls Steve's hand to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to the back of it, "thanks for today. I never imagined you taking me to a fair of all places."

Steve uses the hand Eddie is holding to draw him closer, bringing their lips together in a chaste kiss. "You're welcome. Everything you remember it being?"

Eddie hums to himself. "Nah," he says, nudging Steve's nose with his own and smiles, "it was a hell of a lot better than I remember."

"Did you have a favorite part?" Steve asks, leaning back against the windshield and pulling Eddie down to lie against him. His arms wrap around Eddie’s middle and Eddie interlaces their hands above his heart as they both look up at the stars.

Eddie presses a kiss to Steve's neck, as if he can't stop himself from touching, a feeling Steve is incredibly familiar with. "Nope. Everything was perfect. Not a single thing I'd change. Right down to the fact that you took me to the place where we first kissed, you incurable romantic.”

Steve turns to look at Eddie and finds soft eyes looking at him with something like wonder. He wants to be looked at like that for the rest of his life, and the words pop into Steve's head again, as they have a hundred times before, but this time they slip right past the fond smile on his face and out into the open, "I love you.”

Eddie sits up abruptly to look at him and Steve's eyes widen with the realization of his slip-up. "Shit," he curses in a flustered voice as he turns to face Eddie, "Please, just forget that I said that. It wasn't the right moment, and I know it's way too soon to say that, but -"

Eddie cups his cheek and cuts him off as he pulls him in for a deep kiss, instantly calming Steve's nerves. Eddie licks into his mouth, pressing impossibly closer, as if chasing those words to their roots and Steve gets lost in the kiss.

Eddie pulls away from his lips, just far enough to look into Steve's eyes, hands still on either side of his face. "I love you too."

Steve blinks at Eddie, his eyes still dazed from their kiss. "You - you do?" The wonder is thick in his voice, but there's already a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

Eddie shakes his head, giving him a look that seems to say, I can't believe you don't know this. "Of course I do. Already did the last time that you brought me here. I've loved you for six years, Steve."

Six years. He reels at that, seeing the Steve of six years ago sitting on his car with this beautiful, incredible boy who loved him but wouldn't, couldn’t tell him he loved him. He starts to tremble at the thought, "I'm sorry it took me this long to say it then."

Eddie reaches over and touches Steve's face reverently, looking at him as if he holds all the answers. "Don't be sorry, just c'mere," he says, and Steve does. He feels something settle in his chest, his heart taking root in his body, love blooming like spring flowers as he leans over Eddie and kisses another I love you into his waiting mouth.

This beautiful piece of art is my birthday present to my platonic writing soulmate, my favorite cookie in the whole cookie jar, the sweetest and fiercest friend you could ever ask for, @legitcookie.

Jen, I know you love our fic as much as I do, so I wanted you to see one of our all-time favorite scenes come to life. I love you. Thank you for being you and for being my friend. Happy Birthday, my dear. May the coming year in your life be filled with peace and quiet, wonder and love, laughter and luck. You deserve it all and more.

Thank you, @maikaartwork for the wonderful commission work 💜

#steddie #steddie fanart #steve x eddie #steddie fic #my writing #I really really hope you love it Jen because you only deserve wonderful things in your life #thank you for being my friend

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bonnibuckets · 2 years ago

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— party boyfriend | leon kennedy

700 follower special!!

pairing: bbf leon x afab reader

warnings: smut! brother best friend leon, a little ooc leon, party setting, mentions of SA!, mention of alcohol!, pet names, degradation, praise, oral (m receiving), size kink, rough, almost getting caught, unprotected sex :0, creampie, public sex, leon saying no and stop a few times

synopsis: you get grabbed on at a party and leon is there to comfort you

wc: 2.9k+

note: this poll won so y’all get smut but for the ppl who wanted fluff I PROMISE NEXT FIC WILL BE!! this is also based on this audio, so credit to them for this🙏 (i didnt follow it down exactly to a t but it comes close) also now finishing this i feel guilty posting this bc it’s not 100% original but i hope y’all like it nonetheless

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You heard the music blaring in the house and your head was slightly dizzy. You walked through the hallway and felt someone’s hand grab your ass. You immediately turned and slapped the hand away— some random creep “Got a fat ass” he smirked, and you felt sick to your stomach “fuck off” you huffed.

You wanted to punch him in the face, but you opted to just walk out of the house to get some fresh air to escape. You heard the creeps' insults as you walked away, but you ignored them. You opened the door and walked down the steps, you didn’t know what to do so you called your brother's best friend— Leon who is also at this stupid party.

“Hey?” you heard the ambiance of the party and could barely hear Leon, “Can you meet me outside please?” “What? Okay yeah, I’ll be there” He gruffed before hanging up. It took a few minutes before you heard the door open and close “What, what’s up?” Leon said a little annoyed— probably because you ruined his fun but you didn’t care right now.

“I need to talk to you,” you said and Leon rolled his eyes “I’m pretty sure I can guess what this is about, last time we came to one of these we kissed” You shook your head trying to explain but Leon cut you off “sure it happened I was drunk you were drunk, shouldn’t have been but we kissed” you felt a little angry at the fact he wouldn’t let you speak but you sighed and continued to listen.

“It happened, I get it okay you know, but I’m friends with your brother I’m not doing that again” you groan “No, it’s not about that! Some guy fucking grabbed on me,” you said frustrated. “Oh…gross, who was he?” “I don't know some fucking creep,” you said looking down.

“Well I'm sorry, just don't tell your brother, though he’ll never let you come to another one of these again” he chuckles and you raise an eyebrow at that, why would he care? “Why not?” you joked “Because you’re cool to hang out with I guess,” Leon said a little awkwardly, “So why did you drag me out here?” he questioned and you felt your cheeks burn.

“I don't know I was thinking maybe if the guy saw you with me he’d leave me alone” You shrugged now feeling a little stupid admitting your plan out loud. “Oh, so now if he gets hella trashed he’ll come to beat me up?” he laughed, “No!” you said panicking a little as Leon shook his head “Nah just saying you know telling you how it feels” you groan and roll your eyes.

“I’m just messing, it’s cool we can stay out here for a little while until you want to go back inside and drink or dance,” he said sitting on the steps and you followed. “Can we drink together?” you asked smiling, “No absolutely not, we cannot drink and dance together” he argued and you felt a little hurt but you scooted closer, “What are you doing?” he said a little shocked you ignored him and leaned your head on his shoulder.

He groaned “Fine. You can lean on me to “sell” the image I guess” You smirked and felt his warmth “Put your arm around me, it’ll sell it more” you teased wanting more. Leon cocked an eyebrow “No, I am not doing that” You frowned and begged “Pleaseeee?” he rolled his eyes. “Don’t frown at me from down there” he laughed.

You gasped “Down there?!” I’m not that fucking short asshole. “Yes down there” he laughed “You have to look up at me when talking, when we kissed I had to lay on the floor-“ you cut him off and punched his arm. “Ouch- okay okay” he laughed before wrapping an arm around you, “just 1 arm okay, I gotta look cool” he smiled.

“What if I want to get laid tonight, you’d ruin the chance” you laughed, he couldn’t be serious “Like someone would want to” he looked a little offended “Um yeah some girl totally would” he rolled his eyes.

You always had a little crush on Leon but you never acted on those feelings fully, the only time you did was once when drunk and Leon doesn’t count it. This time was different. You both were sober and you felt a little confident, you wanted him so you teased him.

“Why don’t we?” He looked at you like you were crazy. “Um, because I’ve known your brother for my whole life, and I'd rather him not catch us,” he said shaking his head and looking off into the street and you laughed, catching us kissing?” you smiled.

“No im not worried about kissing,” he said turning to look at you before leaning into your ear and whispering “im worried about him catching me fucking rearranging you” You immediately felt your breath hitch and your whole body heat up at his words as he pulled away and watched you get all flustered. Your heart filled with hope— maybe he felt the same about you, just maybe.

“And besides he’s inside right now,” Leon said pointing to the door, you both looked back “I don't think he can see outside the glass though, wait,” he said getting up and you followed “I don't think anyone can see for that matter,” he said looking inside.

He turned back and it looked like he had a revelation, “you, you just used this to get me close to you huh?” he said towering over you, you smirked— maybe a little but it wasn’t entirely your plan but you decided to bite the bullet and palm him through his jeans. You knew it would change the subject but also to let him know you wanted him, not like that bullshit drunk kiss.

He immediately reacted and looked down at you, “You cannot do that.” Leon let out a shaky breath, he looked at the door and furrowed his brows looking back at you “I think he’s coming you have to stop it” he said grabbing your wrist and pushing you into the door. Your breath hitched and you felt your heart beating out of your chest as you swallowed your spit dryly.

He pulled it away and looked at you sternly “You cannot be doing that understand? You’re being fucking bad” he said sucking his teeth, you felt yourself getting slick and you smiled looking up at him trying to make him break. “Fine” You smiled and turned around to look inside— pressing your ass against him. You chuckled and got onto your tiptoes and peered inside, “Oh yea? Gotta look inside, and rub that little ass on me huh?” he said, sucking in a breath.

“Gotta get on your tiptoes for that princess?” he teased and you felt your cheeks burn and you immediately turned around setting your feet flat, you looked down and saw his bulge. You smiled feeling beyond confident and he looked down to see what you were looking at and he practically read your mind, “Yes yes I’m hard” he tried to brush it off as if it was nothing, but you wouldn’t let him get away that easily.

“Why?” you smiled, of course, you knew why but teasing Leon was too much fun. “because you’re fucking gorgeous— Jesus okay, but no we cannot I’ve known your brother way longer and our friendship will last longer than any orgasm,” he said shaking his head trying to reason with you.

“Your dick says otherwise” you smirk, “yes okay but that’s not a valid point,” he said looking around to see if anyone was noticing but it was pitch black. “But I need you Leon,” you say squeezing your thighs to try and get any friction. His face immediately changed and you could tell you were breaking him, “huh, really now..how much?” he asked cautiously.

“So fucking bad, I’m dripping,” you said trying to press your body against him, he gently pushed you away “Okay okay— sorry but we cannot be doing this, absolutely not your brother is inside that house, so no” you felt frustrated and this was going nowhere so you decided to spice it up “fine, I’ll just go back inside,” you said turning around but Leon grabbed you “no don't just go back inside the creep is probably looking for you,” he said pulling you back.

“Then what do you want me to do?” you said turning back around, you knew if you put enough pressure on Leon he’d crack “Look- fuck I don’t know okay,” he said before you both heard footsteps and the door handle jiggled. Your heart dropped and you both panicked and immediately ran to the side of the house, Leon grabbed you and pulled you as fast as he could and covered your mouth with his hand “Shutupshutp just shut the fuck up” he whispered yelled.

“Sis? Are you out here?” you both heard and froze, you smirked— the perfect opportunity to test him, you immediately rubbed him through his pants. “Fuck no don't please come on” he whispered, the door closed and Leon let out a breath and you took that moment to get on your knees and unzip his pants. “Oh! my god” he said panicking as you pulled his cock out and looked up at him.

“Stop. Stop it” he said trying to get you off but you smiled and pumped him with your hands before kissing the tip. “Oh, my god, that’s not fucking fair” he moaned, and you smiled. You had broken through, “it’s so big” you teased and kissed the side, “of course you think it is it’s half your god damn size— god stop. stop it,” he said running his fingers through his hair.

“Oh my god, you have to stop” he moaned and shook his head “We can’t no stop,” he said but made absolutely no effort to pull you off. “You won okay, fuck” he said as you pushed up his shirt to see his trail and swirled your tongue at the tip making his knees buckle slightly.

You saw Leon give in to you and you never felt more proud, you popped off and smiled up at him. “Jesus okay fine, we’ll do it okay just— just this once,” he said pushing your hair out of the way “So fucking gorgeous with my cock in your hand princess” he smiled softly.

“Just suck my cock” he said panting and you immediately dove in, “oh shit yea just like that, make it sloppy,” he said closing one eye. You smiled and took him as far as was comfortable and sucked while pumping the rest. You popped off and spat on it before swirling your hand up and down it before paying attention to the tip, he moaned and entangled his fingers in your hair. Your heart was beating so fast, you’d been dreaming about this moment for years ever since you graduated from high school at 18 and left for college.

“Oh fuck, yea just like that— so fuckin’ dirty” he smiled and his core was tightening. You took him deep into your mouth and used your other hand to touch his balls and he immediately sucked in a breath and smiled, “Yeah keep going— come on baby” he moaned watching you devour him. “Ohh…oh yeah” he chuckled as his dick twitched in your mouth, “fucking drool all over it, be a good fucking girl f’me”

You were a mess down there, dripping out your panties, but you weren’t complaining at all. Watching Leon enjoy your mouth gave you validation like no other, you wanted more— no needed more. “Yeah so cute, you feel all that in your mouth?” he asked and you hummed and he winced feeling it, and chuckled. “Yeah well I’m gonna fucking use this cock on you like your a fleshlight— like a toy made just for me” he smiled.

You immediately moaned against him as you felt a jolt of pleasure send straight to your cunt. “Play with yourself” he moaned trying not to get too excited, “come on, rub that clit” he said desperately as you gagged on him. You reached down with one hand and dove into your panties, immediately moaning against him as your fingers met your clit.

You rubbed circles and slapped it gently before plunging 2 fingers in, “atta girl, such a good slut for me” he said as his breath was hitching slightly. “Yea drip all over the grass” he moaned and you kept fucking yourself with your fingers. He groaned and pulled you off abruptly and picked you up to stand on your feet, “turn— turn around fucking bend over” he said kissing your lips.

You immediately did hands pressing against the cold house, “good girl” he smiled and pulled down your panties to your thighs. He aligned his cock with your pussy and slowly went in, you both moaned as he went deeper, “oh my god” you said looking back. “So fucking good, hugging me so good” he smiled a toothy grin.

He shook his head and came back to reality “You’re okay?” he asked a little concerned and your heart swelled at the thought of him caring about you even in a moment like this, “good, so good” you huffed and pushed your hips back into his trying to get more. “Oh god,” he moaned as his hips met yours before pulling back and thrusting again. Your voice hitched and you tried to fuck yourself against him as well, “yea that’s right fuck” he chuckled and slapped your ass.

You went forward a little and gasped as he gripped the red mark before slapping it again, grabbing the fat of your ass roughly. He groaned and struggled to bend down to meet your ass, “fuck, it's hard bending down” he said breathlessly “Do— do you trust me?” he asked and you nodded.

“Good, I’m gonna pick you up and fuck myself into you how does that sound? Yeah, you won’t have to think about anything else but this dick okay?” He asked and you moaned and he pulled your panties to your ankles and spun you around and picked you up holding you tightly. “It's okay I won't drop you” he smiled and kissed your lips quickly, before pushing his dick back into you thrusting up and pulling you down slightly.

You both moaned at the new angle as he hit even deeper inside you, you felt so tiny in his arms but in a good way. It was turning you on so much as he buried his face into your neck, he moaned and pushed your back against the house and you wrapped your legs around his back as your panties fell to the ground.

He reached down and rubbed your clit as you felt yourself getting worked up, you knew if he kept pounding you so good you’d gush. “Yea, yea, shit, so good, you don't even have to think huh? You can just focus on being a whore for me yea?” he smiled and bit your neck as you moaned, he left sloppy kisses all along your neck.

“God wanna fill you up, but it's such a bad idea” he chuckled, you could feel you were losing it, “on birth control” you huffed out. Leon immediately grinned, “yea? Then I’m gonna stuff you full” he moaned and felt his hand cramping up but he didn’t care because he felt you tightening around him.

You moaned and wrapped your arms around his neck moaning his name as he kept pounding and rubbing you, “Oh god im so close” he moaned. All your senses were overloaded— the cold house on your back, Leo’s cock, his warm body, and the adrenaline from the risk of getting caught only fueled you and you felt your orgasm seconds away as he thrusts into you so hard and at the right angle.

Your eyes rolled back as you clawed at his back and squeezed around him gushing, he immediately stopped rubbing your clit and grabbed you by your thighs before ramming into you at an ungodly speed. “Oh fuck.. oh god yesses” you both moaned like a mantra before he sunk his teeth into your shoulder and came deep inside you.

You moaned in pain as you were panting and he groaned before slowly pulling out and setting you down. You smiled and huffed “So fucking good” you teased and he smiled “Yeah”. “Get your panties before anyone sees,” he says, tucking himself back in and zipping his zipper.

You did and looked up at him, he placed his hand on your shoulders and tried to fix your hair, “god everyone's gonna know what happened if you go back inside now” he chuckled “I don't care” You smiled and wrapped your arms around his neck as you stood on your tiptoes.

He chuckled and grabbed your waist, “yea?” he smiled before looking away and looking back at you “I know I only said once but um, maybe… if another boy tries something like that you know, maybe we can do…this again? Only at parties though— I can be…your little party boyfriend and protect you, sound good?” he smiled and you nodded, “yea I’d love that”

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minthandsoap · 1 year ago

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The Interview

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Interviewer: Welcome to or welcome back to The Late Night at Godolkin! Tonight, we've got some heavy hitters in the studio - none other than the power couple themselves, Jordan Li and Marie Moreau! Ranked number two and seven, respectively, these two aren't just powerful, they're practically campus royalty! So, Jordan, Marie, how does it feel being our very own God U's favorite couple? Pressure much?

Jordan: (chuckles) Favorite? Not surprising, we’re fucking amazing, so nah, it’s no pressure.

Interviewer: (laughs) How modest! The whole campus has been talking about you guys. So, spill- tell us how two souls like yourselves, amidst the chaos of campus life while being superheroes, found their way to...well, this? Tell us your origin story!

Marie: (blushing) Oh, you know, we didn’t exactly get along at first. First time I met them, we didn’t immediately… click.

Jordan: (chuckles) Yeah, she stormed into my office, demanded to speak to Professor Brink, and insulted my intelligence all within the same breath. Not before flirting with me first.

Marie: (nudges Jordan playfully) That is not what fucking happened and you know it, Jordan.

Jordan: (raises an eyebrow at Marie) Yeah? What was inaccurate about what I said then?

Marie: (rolls her eyes) Shut up, oh my god. They (Jordan had) rejected me from Intro to Crimefighting so, of course, I had to come in hot. But it ended up working out for us anyway.

Jordan: Yeah

Interviewer: (teasingly) Great how that worked out for you guys! So, who made the first move? I’m feeling like it was Jordan? Tell me it was Jordan (laughs)

Marie: (laughs softly) Actually, it was me. We were “studying” (air quotes) in Jordan’s room and (we) decided to take a smoke break. Well, Jordan did and they had asked me if I wanted a hit (of weed) as well. Anyways, like an hour and a half later, I’m high off my fucking mind and I kind of just turn to Jordan and ask “I think you’re pretty, cool, and fun! Wanna go out?”

Interviewer: Awwww oh my god, that’s so cute! And Jordan you probably immediately said yes right?

Jordan: (smiling) Nah. I told Marie to wait a few hours after she came the fuck back to Earth to ask me that again. She (Marie) didn’t remember asking me that. Kinda had geared her to ask me again. Definitely said yes the second time though.

Interviewer: So I have to ask: there are still many on this campus and to be honest the entire country who find both of your respective powers to be… interesting. What do you have to say to that?

Jordan: (raises brow) If by interesting you mean fucking weird? I mean it does suck. I wish that people could see me as me and not some freak show you know? But in the meantime, they can all just suck my gigantic *bleep* and my *bleep* cause I could give less of a *bleeping bleep* and *bleep*everyone who wants to *bleeping* say *bleeping* otherwise.

Interviewer: (laughs nervously) Wow… you are passionate about this topic-

Jordan: True

Interviewer: —so Marie, what’s your response?

Marie: (smiles) Yeah, I agree with Jordan. I don’t particularly like the fact that my powers are seen as unhygienic and whatnot but it is what it is. So yeah, everyone can go suck it!

Jordan: You’re so cute babe.

Marie: (smiling) I know!

Interviewer: I love it! So, shifting topics slightly, what do you guys like to do for fun then?

Marie: (looks over to Jordan) What do we like to do for fun? Uhhh… what do we like to do for fun Jordan?

Jordan: We like to fuck. Hard.

Marie: (slaps Jordan’s arm) Jordan! Be serious right now.

Jordan: (shrugs) I am serious though.

Interviewer: We’ll just cut that out and try that question again-

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Interviewer: So what do you guys do in your free time? Movies? Dinners?

Jordan: I am being silenced so no comment.

Marie: Yeah we have movie nights and stuff. We also train a lot together! Jordan’s been really helpful to me with that (rubs Jordan’s thigh)

Jordan: We also like to fu-

Interviewer: Moving on! So, asking some stupid questions that I got from Google-

Jordan: (interrupts) Why are you asking us stupid questions?

Marie: Jordan my god! I will hurt you, stop it!

Jordan: Oh baby, please do.

Interviewer: (nervously chuckles) Anyways, the question is: “If you had to be shipwrecked on a deserted island, but all your human needs—such as food and water—were taken care of, what two items would you want to have with you?”

Marie: Probably my knife and my journal.

Interviewer: Yeah? Why those two things specifically?

Marie: Well, my knife goes with me everywhere, if I need blood, it's (the knife) the fastest way for me to get access to it. And I’d bring my journal so I can document everything. Keep track of how many days have passed, my thoughts, my feelings etcetera.

Interviewer: Makes sense! Jordan, how about you?

Jordan: Easy. My phone, earbuds, and Marie.

Marie: (raises an eyebrow at Jordan) First of all; the question said two items not three and second of all, I am not an item.

Jordan: (grins) Didn’t say you were babe

Marie: But you implied it when you grouped me in your answer… with two other items Jordan.

Jordan: (grins fucking wider) No you did, just now. You referred to yourself as an item, not I (shrugs)

Marie: Jordan I will seriously fucking hurt you.

Jordan: (leans to Marie) Again, please fucking do.

Marie: Weirdo.

Jordan: I don’t deny.

Interviewer: Okayyyy so Jordan, why those three—sorry two items then?

Jordan: Bringing my phone so I can try my hardest to get the fuck off the island. My earbuds just in case I can’t escape, I can at least listen to good music while I suffer in my personal hell. And Marie so we can fu-

Interviewer: (shakes head frantically) Alright, I’m just going to move on to my last question then. (chuckles extremely nervously) How would you describe your partnership?

Marie: I’d say we're each other's anchors, a reality check when things get too…crazy. Jordan pulls me back from the edge, and I help them stay grounded. We challenge each other, support each other, and most importantly, have each other's backs.

Jordan: Definitely. Marie inspires me to be better, to never lose sight of what's truly important. And she's got this incredibly unwavering faith in me, even when I doubt myself. I couldn’t ask for anything better than that to be honest. I love her (Marie)

Marie: (smiles) And I love you!

Interviewer: Beautiful note to end with! Thank you, Marie and Jordan, for sharing your beautiful story.

Jordan: Thanks for having us Jayda

Interviewer: (eye slightly twitches) It’s Justine.

Jordan: Oops

Justine: And thank you, to my listeners, for tuning in tonight and every Friday for The Late Night at Godolkin. Next week, we’ll have our very own Dean Shetty gracing our podcast and sharing her insights. Goodnight everyone, see you next week!

AND CUT

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The air crackled with a sudden awkwardness in the podcast booth. Justine, the producer, dropped her headphones with a huff, the silence deafening after their segment. "Look, guys," she said, crossing her arms, "I know I said you could loosen up a bit, cuss here and there, but I didn’t mean in every damn sentence. This is a professional podcast.

"Well, shit, Justine," they drawled, "should've fucking clarified that from the start then-"

“What they mean,” Marie interrupted quickly, giving Jordan a pointed look, “is that we’re sorry and it won’t happen again Jasmine.” Marie finished flashing a warm smile in her direction.

“It’s Justine!” Justine snarled before storming off.

“Whoops.”

#gen v #marie moreau #limoreau #jordan li #jordan li x marie moreau #mariejordan #marie moreau x jordan li #wrote this in thirty minutes #my inspo was from the recent cast interviews lol #may make a part two of this but with everyone #this was fun to write ngl will prolly do more #limoreau fic #jordan x marie

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skyyguy · 18 days ago

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#9 from the prompts list! Can it be a ship from MOTA with Benny Demarco in it? I love him sm. Love you too!! 💖

Prompt 9) …in public. It's BennyBrady set in Theo and my Actress!Gale and Race-car-driver!John au! I hope that's okay, nonny <3

“Y’know what they’ve been saying, ya?” Benny asked, nodding towards the hawks swarming just outside the security barriers.

“No, what?” the blonde replied, following his gaze, lips curling in disdain.

“They’re predicting a break up between you and John,” Benny sighed, leaning against the trailer, looking towards the sky, “and that we’ll hook up instead.”

“Still haven’t caught on, have they?” Gale asked, turning her back to them from where she sat on the steps.

“If they haven’t caught on to how madly and disgustingly in love with John you are, why would you think they’re capable of catching on to me?” Benny asked, sarcasm dripping from his tone. Gale snorted unattractively, rolling her eyes and smacking his thigh.

“Y’all are just as madly and disgustingly in love, y’know,” Gale replied fondly, fiddling with her pendent, “just wait till they catch on, then you’ll be in for it.”

“I dunno, mouse, I don’t think they’re ever gonna figure it out. For gossip hounds, they’re a rather oblivious bunch, really,” he muttered, casting the paparazzi another look before his gaze settled on Gale.

“They just got some busted up sniffers, sweets,” Gale replied, pulling a face when the accent didn’t come out right. Benny tried not to laugh, earning a glare.

“Apparently,” he agreed, sinking to sit by her on the step, “whatcha think I have to do to make it painfully obvious?”

“For starters? Not sit this close to me,” the blonde joked, sticking her tongue out as she shifted on the step to make sure they both had plenty of room.

“Ha ha,” Benny monotoned, throwing his arm around her shoulders and dragging her closer to him again.

“You’re sweaty,” Gale complained, pouting, but letting him draw her closer.

“So’re you.”

“The worst, Benny, absolutely the worst.”

“I know.”

“How he puts up with you, I’ll never know. He should get a god damn award, I swear.”

“Same could be said for John with you, though,” Benny teased, flicking the tip of her nose with a grin. Gale snapped playfully at his finger. They both sighed as they heard a loud, angry shout from a few trailers over. Benny pulled his arm back and stood, offering a hand to Gale.

“C’mon, mouse, gotta get back,” Benny muttered as she took the hand, pulling herself to her feet and falling into step beside him.

It was uneventful— as was the preference, on set— and, the moment the director yelled cut, Gale collapsed in her trailer, Benny following along to lay on her. They’d been at it since 3 am, only breaking for short periods to eat, and it was edging on 6 pm by that point, and Gale was exhausted. Benny wasn’t doing much better, all things considered.

“You’re heavy,” Gale huffed from under the actor, shoving at his ribs. Benny whined and rolled off her, sprawling over the bed as if it were his trailer.

“Calling me fat?”

“Nah, just that your man feeds you well.”

“Is that not the same thing?”

“Hm, is it?” Gale teased, looking at him and shifting to bump their shoulders together. Benny grinned at her, swatting at her knee.

“Horrid,” he remarked, “a horrid woman. Simply nasty.”

“If it were the 50’s, I’dda been lobotomized, huh?”

“Without question,” Benny agreed solemnly. He tried to keep a straight face, but failed, bursting into laughter after a couple of seconds, Gale joining him.

“I think we’ve been up too long.”

“Probably. When’s John gonna be here?”

“Soon. What about Johnny?” Gale asked, shifting to press their shoulder’s together, looking at the ceiling. Benny sighed happily. He opened his mouth to answer and was cut off by the sound of a horn honking in beat.

“That’d be him,” Benny said, instead of whatever he was going to say originally.

“Hey, Bens?”

“Ya?”

“If you really wanna shut the paparazzi up, show them,” Gale suggested, sitting up and watching Benny gather his coat from her coat rack. They had separate trailers, but rarely did they use two. More often, they crammed themselves into one trailer together, sharing space. It wasn’t any wonder the gossip bloggers thought they were gearing up to get together.

“Leave it to you to come up with the most unsubtle of plans,” Benny muttered, rolling his eyes, blowing her a kiss before he hopped down out of the trailer, “hey, Johnny,” he greeted loudly, watching the driver climb out of the car, hair slicked back perfectly.

“DeMarco,” Johnny replied smoothly, smiling softly, shades perched on his perfectly straight nose. Benny smiled back, tossing his stuff in the car before rounding it to crowd Johnny against the hood of the MDX. Johnny let himself be pushed, putting his hands on Benny’s hips as Benny planted his hands on the hood of the car, faces hovering inches apart.

“Well, hello to you too,” Johnny hummed, arching an eyebrow. Benny huffed against the other’s neck.

“Gale had a suggestion.”

“Maybe we should ask her for suggestions more often, then,” Johnny whispered, conspiratorially. Benny huffed again.

“Shut up,” he grumbled before shoving their lips together in an altogether too-rough kiss. He heard to hawks at the security fences scrambling as he pressed into the other. Johnny’s hand left his hip to wrap around the back of his neck, pulling him deeper, tongue lapping at his lips. Benny parted to let his boyfriend in, easily, happily. He knew the paparazzi were having a field day, but he didn’t care. Not when Johnny was pressed against him, warm and open and loving. Not when he could feel the hard press of Johnny’s cock against his own.

“Hmmmm, ya, definitely asking Gale for suggestions again,” Johnny breathed against Benny’s lips when he pulled away. Benny didn’t need to see his eyes to know how the pupils would be blown wide, sparkling with joy and want.

“Well, big boy, if you need her to tell you what to do next—” Benny didn’t get a chance to finish before Johnny’s lips were against his again, silencing him.

“Get in the car.”

“On it, boss,” Benny said with a wink, pulling quickly away from Johnny and making quick work of rounding the car again, ducking into the passenger seat. Johnny, after a moment of composing himself, climbed into the driver’s seat, adjusting his jeans as he did so.

Benny’s phone buzzed in his pocket, screen lit with a text from Gale.

Well, that’ll certainly put an end to any rumours.

#Sky writes #I need you all to know I wrote this on a plane. Going through HEAVY turbulence.

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angelsanarchy · 1 year ago

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Night Cap - Jack Thurlow x MaleY/N

@icarus-star m/m ❤

TW: Explicit Content~Handjobs, Cum Eating 18+

Y/n was lost in his own thoughts, nursing his third drink and really questioning why he even bothered coming out tonight. He jumped dramatically when the stool next to him screech as it suddenly became occupied by a long haired man with blue eyes.

"You look like you're having a blast." He deadpanned.

"I wasn't aware I was giving off an inviting look." Jack nodded his head back like he understood to leave him alone but guilt washed over Y/n's face.

"I'm sorry. I just..I'm not having a great night. It's not your fault." The guy pivoted and sat back down in his chair, extending his hand.

"Jack." He introduced himself and Y/n gave him the fake name he typically gave to random guys. Jack eyeballed him as if he didn't believe the name but smiled anyway.

"It's nice to meet you. Why are you having a bad night?" Jack threw back his shot and turned his full attention towards Y/n.

"I'm just over this scene. This town is far too dull to be young and gay in. I'm tired of striking out and getting manhandled just to never get a call back." Jack nodded like he understood but how could he? He was a good looking guy in a bar who could have anyone.

"Don't they have apps for that?" He inquired earning an eye roll.

"Please, those are even worse than trying to experience real connection in person. It's easier to just get black out drunk and catch a ride home to jerk off." Jack ordered two more shots.

"I mean that usually works for me." Jack slid one of his shots towards Y/n and nodded towards it.

"If you think I'm going to suck you off in the bathroom for listening to my problems, you're sorely mistaken." Jack chuckled as he took the shot without a second thought.

"I promise I'm not trying to get you drunk or get blown in the bathroom." Y/n eyeballed Jack up and down and looked behind him. He hadn't noticed him when he came in despite being a stand out attraction.

"What are you doing in a gay bar? I've never seen you here before." He watched Jack carefully. He didn't have a wedding ring and he wasn't acting like touching the bar top was going to make him catch gay cooties like a lot of the straights that walk in here.

"My best friend and her girlfriend are celebrating a year together." Jack pointed them out and they were sitting together, wrapped up in each others arms sweetly.

"Ah so you're the designated straight friend?" Y/n was prying but he didn't care.

"No I'm just the pathetically single third wheel friend." Jack was too aloof.

"You're curving that question pretty professionally." Jack cut his eyes at him.

"You pick up quickly." Y/n wanted to continue to pry but he figured he didn't want to lose the opportunity to have a decent conversation with a hot guy so he changed the subject.

Y/n learned that Jack was originally from the town over but he's only visiting until he can move all of his stuff from California. He learned that he was engaged once, had a twin and that both his parents were killed in an accident. They had talked almost until the bar was ready to close and when Shanda came to retrieve him, Jack told her that he would be fine to get home.

Jack knew he couldn't drive and he was hoping that Y/n wouldn't either but he followed him towards his car as he jingled keys in his hand.

"You aren't going to try are you?" Jack asked watching him lean against the car.

"Oh no I'm probably just going to sleep it off in my car. I know the owner and he's cool with it. Do you need me to call you a ride?" Y/n asked.

"Nah I called a cab. Said they would be here in 15 minutes. Do you mind keeping me company?" Jack asked hopeful. Y/n smiled and gestured for him to get into the passenger seat and Jack obliged.

Jack settled into the seat looking over as he turned the car on so the heat would warm them up.

"I had a good time talking to you tonight. I hope I helped make your night a little better and it wasn't a total bust." Jack watched him smile.

"No it was a lot of fun. Thank you for keeping me company. I didn't get the bust I wanted but I'm also not leaving with a shit night either." Y/n wanted to kiss him so badly. He wanted to jump his bones but he would totally settle for a makeout. He didn't even care if Jack was into guys. His lips were so inviting and Y/n wanted to wrap his hand in those curls so badly.

Fuck it. He shot towards Jack to smash his lips into his own and Jack made a noise, startled and slightly in pain from hitting his teeth. Jack licked his lips watching him shift in his seat. Jack leaned away and brought his hand to his lips. Y/n instantly felt mortified.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that. I'm so sorry Jack-"

Jack reached towards him, reaching out to grip the back of his neck so that he could carefully and much more slowly bring Y/n towards his mouth. The kiss was softer, the slight taste of blood from the forceful kiss was on his tongue as it ran across his own and Y/n tried to hold in a moan. He was shaking and he knew Jack could feel how desperately he wanted more but Jack continued to kiss and suck his lips, his tongue, even his chin at some point before pulling back just enough to make eye contact.

"I know I said I wasn't going to get you black out drunk and get a blow job but-" Y/n reached for Jack's belt without a second thought and Jack stopped him.

"No no, I want to get my hands on you. Would you be okay with that?" Jack asked permission and Y/n was in shock. He was ready to throw everything he said earlier out the window and blow Jack's brain stupid but Jack wanted to touch him.

"We don't have to if you're-"

"No I just, I'm not usually the one who gets propositioned." Y/n chuckled nervously and Jack smiled.

"You're right, this town fucking sucks. Clearly everyone needs their eyes checked." Jack stroked the side of Y/n's face, running his finger under his lip. Y/n didn't know what to say. He just nodded his head and Jack returned the nod before resuming their kissing. Y/n let Jack's hands fumbled with the button on his jeans, cupping the bulge carefully, teasing his fingertips over the wet spot at the tip. Y/n let his hips jump towards his touch and could feel the smile against his lips. He pulled away from his mouth and spit in his hand which seemed far hotter than Y/n could have imagined but he didn't have time to get stuck on that because Jack's hand found his cock and he threw his head back.

"AH! Oh fuck." Y/n slammed his head against the head rest knowing that he hadn't felt someone touch him like this in a long time.

"You weren't kidding. What are these people doing to you beautiful boy?" Jack stroked Y/n's hair back while he free his cock so he could stroke its entire length. He held him with such pressure that Y/n knew that this wasn't going to last long.

"How does that feel? Does it feel as good as you look?" Jack's voice sounded like silk against his ear, licking his earlobe and focusing on the tip long enough for Y/n to moan.

"I-it feels so fucking good. Please don't stop, Jack." Y/n begged. He wanted to touch Jack, wanted to feel his cock too but he couldn't think. He could barely remember to breathe as Jack jerked his cock painfully slow, moving to suck little kisses on his neck just below his ear.

"You're so beautiful. Do you know how beautiful you are?" Jack pulled back to stare at Y/n's face but he kept his eyes shut tight. Jack picked up the pace of his hand and watched Y/n's jaw slag as he gripped the handle of the door.

"I'm going to cum. I'm sorry I'm-"

"Don't you dare apologize. I want you to cum. Will you please cum for me like a good boy?" Jack increased his sped once again and Y/n felt like he was seconds away from imploding.

"I want you to open your eyes when you cum. I want to see you looking at me, knowing I made you cum." Jack edged but Y/n knew if he opened his eyes, there was a huge chance he would cum in such an embarrassing fashion, he would melt into the seat with his cum and shame.

"I can't...I.." Before Jack could even argue, Y/n felt lips wrap around the tip of his cock and he was cumming hard into his mouth. His moans were so loud they reverberated off the roof of the car and he could feel them in the door as he bucked his hips just slightly as Jack sucked the cum down his throat, not wasting a single drop. When he pulled away, Y/n almost crumpled in on himself like his soul was just evacuated from his body and Jack wiped the little bit of cum from his bottom lip into his mouth.

Y/n watched Jack smile at him, pushing his hair away from his sweaty forehead and resting a hand on his cheek.

"I hope you got the bust you wanted." Jack smirked just as the cab rolled into the lot honking at them. Y/n was still trying to catch his breath but Jack reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet. He put a card on the dashboard and licked his lips.

"It's an old business card but my personal number is on the back. I'd love to get together again." Jack leaned forward and gave him a quick kiss on the corner of his mouth before exiting the car and heading towards the cab. Y/n sat in shock, dick spent in his lap, heat blowing and the car stuck to his dashboard. When he was finally able to put himself back together, he peeled the card up and read the name on it.

"Jack Thurlow." He read the name outloud and tried not to think about how utterly fucked he was in every sense of the word.

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