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kim gyuvin thinks everything is a fuckin game. đ boy donât play with me bc ill show u how i feel the pop . đđđđ
his hands are so FUCKING PRETTY i need them!!!!bbvn!:?;!3).! what. these are insane photos lol!!!! these were screenshotted from one of his most recent lives and omgâŠ. i think im dead.
have this gyuvin fic for your daily treat âșïžđ no title or anything because this was completely spontaneous, it wasnât even supposed to be this long.
a/n: this is the gyuvin fic i lost progress for. i promise this was so much better before and i wish i had saved it, but this isnât all that bad either:(. enjoy!
just imagine gyuvin being a fucking tease, sending you these photos while youâre busy because he feels neglected and needy. heâs not sending you a warning text, just two attachments and wow. he knows heâs got you all worked up, and expects you to be at his door or ask him to come over.
well surprise, you do. 20 minutes after he sent the pictures, he got no reply from you which started to worry him. he was about to message you, but heard a ring at his door. lo and behold, you are standing there. clearly looking frustrated both sexually and from your work or uni studies. heâs got you right where he wanted you to be.
âoh⊠my love i thought you were busy, why the sudden visit?â he asks you, trying to act clueless. âshut up. you know why iâm here. you sent that stupid hand pic to get me all worked up, so now iâm here. do something about it.â you snap back at him, and he giggles. âhmm, i donât know what youâre talking about, baby. i sent those pictures because i just⊠missed you, thatâs all. not sure what other reasons you think i had toââ
you cut him off by grabbing a fistful of his shirt into your hands, and pulling him down for a passionate kiss. heâs surprised at first, but he eases into the kiss and starts to rub your torso. your hands are now around his neck, but only a few seconds later, you pull away. you knew simply asking him to make you feel good wouldnât work. so as a result, you opt to do something else.
youâre looking at him with the begging eyes that make him crazy. âgyuv, please make me feel good..â you say as your hands make their way into his, rubbing his knuckles. you turn your gaze to his hands before continuing to speak. âyouâre so mean, teasing me when you know iâm busy. now youâre not even going to do anything about it.â you attempt to walk away, but his hand stops you.
âyouâre not going anywhere.â
thatâs how you ended up here, on the bed with gyuvinâs fingers in your mouth. youâre sucking, practically drooling all over his fingers and it makes his mind go crazy. the fact that youâre in such a desperate state just because of his fingers makes his ego shoot up.
after awhile, gyuvin takes his fingers out of your mouth and gives you a quick kiss. he moves himself down until heâs face to face with your pussy. âfuck⊠baby youâre so wet. is this all for me, slut?â he says as he uses two of his fingers to rub your clit, and down along the folds. his words and actions makes you whine, wanting nothing more than for him to touch you in the way you want. ây-yes! itâs all for you.. please touch me, gyuv. wanna cum a-around your fingers, please.â you manage to form a sentence, even with the stimulation of his fingers harshly rubbing your clit. he groans at your words, and mumbles a drawn out âfuckâ before responding. âyeah? my pretty girl wants to cum around my fingers⊠who am i to say no to you, huh baby?â he says, moving up to kiss you on the lips again. you desperately kiss him back before he goes down to your pussy again.
he gives your clit a kiss and licks it, before he lets two of his fingers sink into your hole. âdamn, look at that. sheâs practically sucking my fingers in. what a slutty hole.â he starts moving his fingers at a slow to moderate pace, making your face contort slightly, and earning the cutest moans from you. embarrassed, you cover your face to hide from him and to suppress your sounds, but gyuvin doesnât like that. he uses his free hand to slap your pussy, and looks up at you. âdonât hide those pretty moans baby, and donât you dare hide that even prettier face either. let everyone know what a slut you are for me, for my fingers.â following his orders, you remove your hands from your face. he resumes his earlier acts, this time thrusting his fingers faster. the pace is so overwhelming, but itâs so good. you canât get enough of his fingers. you let out loud moans, whines, everything. âi can feel you clench around my fingers, pretty. gonna cum soon?â he takes your whines as a yes, but waits for you to use your words anyway. ây-yes! fuck- please make me cum- ah, p-please go faster, need to cum so bad please baby!â he does as heâs told, and quickens his pace. your sounds only get louder as his fingers move faster. eventually, you let yourself release all over his fingers. completely covering his fingers in your cum.
he moves up to face you, and puts his fingers in his mouth to taste you. he then moves to kiss you on the lips, letting you taste yourself. you let out a groan at the taste, as you let his tongue explore your mouth until he pulls away. immediately, his slightly mean demeanor from earlier changes. he pecks your forehead and cups your face before asking you a stream of questions. âare you okay? did it feel good, baby? was it too much? did i go too hard? can you walk?â you smile at his worry and nod, but he isnât satisfied. âi need words baby, words. need to hear you say it.â he says, insisting he must hear you say youâre okay. you can only chuckle at his concern. you canât believe this was the same guy who sent you teasing pics and calls you his slut during bed. âyes, im okay. it felt good and you didnât go too hard, donât worry.â you say as you snuggle into his hand. âokay. letâs get you cleaned up.â
he moves to pick you up, but you grab his hands instead. âbut what about you?â you ask. he looks at you confused, not understanding what you mean. âyou, gyuvin. you got to please me today, but what about you? wanna make you feel good too..â he chuckles, and then offers you something. âsay what, how about the next time weâre free you could just touch me however youâd like, and make me feel good. that sound good to you baby?â you nod and let go of his hand, letting him pick you up.
he sets you down on the bathroom counter so he can prepare a bath for you. once heâs done, he comes to you again. you speak up, âmm, thank you for always taking care of me. i love you, gyuv.â he smiles, his heart melting at your words. âof course love, thatâs what i do. i would love to spoil and pamper you everyday if i could. i love you too, my pretty girl.â you lean in to kiss him (again) and quickly pull away so he can help you bathe.
he always knows how to make it up to you after distracting you while youâre still busy. he knows that youâre tense from the stress, so he wants to help you release that tension. even if it means seducing you to come over at his place :).
#zb1 smut#zerobaseone smut#zb1 hard thoughts#zb1 hard hours#kim gyuvin smut#gyuvin smut#gyuvin hard hours#gyuvin hard thoughts#â ËïœĄâàšà§Ë pinhinged
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hi uncle nina!! i hope youre doing okay! i would love a life update. i was also wondering who you think initiates more, jerseykyle or ravenstan? and thats for everything. like kisses, cuddles, and sbst đ€
eeeee! allo, moya nonneshka! c': <3 xxxx
but before i tornado-type myself into a tizzy and lose my train of thot: thank you so SO much for checking on me, babycakes! :) MWAH!!!
like ( i'm soz ), but the fact that, oof...has it been Several Weeks Now? ( yikes! execute-ive dysfuncle nina strikes again! :/ ) where day in and day out, the only thing i've been servin y'all up is...a big, heapin bowl of: 'go on girl! Give Us NOTHING!,' -- and you were Still willing to take time out of your busy irlife to worry about mine?! tldr; Angel Behavior! heaven wants you back btw, but that's too bad; i'm keeping you. <3
also tysm for the rest of your v precious message as well, lovie~ your... press(h)age? oop...that is,, horrifYINg? ok, what about: thank for your...messcious? ur preshmesh! ya mesh, presh! ...your blessage? you know like *marj vc* your...blessed mess? ( can we tell that i spend too much gd time assisting k-garten and trying to say things like:
'wooooah there, girlpool! no need to get atatudie w/ me, jude-ring! i mean, gee, if i didn't know any better...i'd say it sounds like someone caught...A BAAAD Vibe! uh oh! cowabummer, dude! but thats ok! just be sure to grab a tissue and blow ur nose bc i didnt achoochooocaChoose the rules; i just enforce 'em, booboo kitty!' <3
kssds like...can you tell my skull tell is gettin so soft that you'll prolly be able to stick a straw thru it soon? ( can't lie tho, bbkit is my fav like *me but over it* alr! no cryin in baseball, booboo kitty! Game Time! )
but anyways! onto my life update ( ft. how i've doing for the past few weeks ) which, when i tell y'all i have been waiting for a slow-ment to come along so i can just...catch my breath and catch up, but its been
...A MESS.
sigh.
( alright, fair warning, i HAVE TO ANSWER YOU CANON HC QUES IN ANOTHER ASK BUT I KNOW THE ANSWER!!!! so i will get it done asap, my friend, but i have to seperate them...so this is just nina talks abt skool and how she's been doin...ravesey can go in diff ask. )
but anyways, in essence; i'm busy pretty much every day from 5am in the morning when i am up until probably 4-5pm everyday depending on what prep i have to work out with my lead teacher ( who is a very sweet mid forties early fifty y/old lady who always makes sure i eat breakfast ), as well as getting to and from my job site particularly towards the end of the day...which is not easy when ur a lame, boof, no driving ass bitch like me.
( which, i know talk a lot of shit on myself about it...but oddly enough; i am proud of myself for knowing my limits, valuing my comfort and being the ceo of the bus and slaying on public transport. xx )
but all this to say, i love my job! my lead teacher ( aka educ major slang for the teacher who's class you assist in ) is literally such a nice lady and she has been teaching me so much! i was having a little difficulty getting in the groove because the summer camp kinders aka the children actually taking kindergarten in the fall are pre-kinder basically so they're like...t-k or preschool, almost? which....ooooough.
( i must confess ) i have a age/limit with teaching.
and it's having to do bathroom/mommy anything.
like iâmâŠur aunt/unc, your older sister, mom's sbf, but i am noooooot your mom, lol! i am not super maternal. like there was a little girl who on week one was askin for mommy ( which was already driving me NUTS ) but on week three was still doing it and crying i was like...
*me on the playground vc* hEY BATTA BATTA SWING BATTA!!! YOU WANNA GO HOME BB? ME TOO GIRL! YKNOW WHAT? IF U HIT A HOME RUN RN AND YOU CAN GO HOME OTHERWISE! nO CRYIN IN BASEBALL BOOBOO!KITTYGIRL!! STAND UP SOLDIER!!
...but yeah, idk. kindergarten/pre-k has been fun, but i'm more of an older sister-adjacent type teacher who likes to wear crazy outfits, draw you pictures even if i pop a blood vessel in my eye drawing all night bc i think its nice when the kids get excited haha, if you talk while i'm talking, i really will pretend to get my stuff and leave like 'i'm sorry, i thought you were gonna teach the class!', wear all the stickers on my face...all of them especially the really big ones,
will tell u the picture u drew for me is so much better than the baloney pizza whatev that one blue ninja turtle painted, idk, and fall to my knees like ( bonus points if i have no idea what it is ), but if you give me attitude later about putting the toys away and taking your letters out, ill pretend to EAT the sticker i was gonna put on ur work.
( uncle nina stop being a CLOWN, i cannot stop, like omfg so the other day...a TINY five old girl's jacket was brought in for this girl in my class....and tell me why i said! Oh Sorry! That's Mine! ;) AND PRETENDED TO PUT IT ON AND MODEL IT???? HEEELP. my KIDS were dYING!!! my lead teacher was lafffffin, skds. that jacketless little girl was like >:( miss nina thats My Jacket! and i was like, you know what, baby! you are so right...Mine Is Smaller. <3 KLHSLKHKLDSD )
i...did not always use to be like this. i used to be a mousy, nervous gal, who let the sweet, lovely, very loud children walk all over me...BUT! i've been around the block! aka! i've have a block thrown at my head! AND A STAPLER!!!!!! ( that was my favorite kid btw, thx, stink! )
but yeah, a soft-spoken queen in my class asked me if you just 'stop feeling anxious when you're an adult' and i was like N! O! baby! it doesn't get easier when your an adult, but in order to teach you guys things, i have to be brave enough to talk to you and try my hardest! i still get super nervous talking to new people, i get nervous when i think i put my sock on wrong...but that doesn't mean, we should give up! i think you should go right up to a new friend and tell them hi, my name is Blank and my sock feels funny. do u wanna look at it. BOOM.
but also just because...ah, jeez. very cute, the children are...but the nina i was two years ago would be picking kids markers off the floor, packing my kids backups up for them, carrying their things...no, girl. they know better than that. like i specifically have a little girl, who istg, is very stan coded because she wants to do the right thing, but she's a really bad listener, i have to tell her stuff like 749374093 times,
wants me to help her with everything because she's nervous she's gonna mess up ( which, baby i love u but i can't print every letter for you ) and wears impractical things to school, ( which i feel like stan would do...like take 749374930 light up toys and weird pens ) so you know i gotta give her the little 'girl, you can do; i believe in you' and then come back when she's done and go oKAAaY mAdaME??! MISS INDEPENDENT OVER HERE GETS TWO STICKERS FROM ME!!!!!
and conversely, we got kyle coded kids, like, i had a little girl ( my class has had a lotta girls rotate into it idk ) who was smarter than god, but my gooooodness, THAT LITTLE GIRL TRIED IT EVERYDAY! ( sheâs a ken n cart too ) i popped my eye blood vessel for that lil lady! bc she RUSHED ME! but no, she was a smart cookie, so she knew that so she used to give to try and cut deals with me, or put stuff on other kids tables or whiiiine and baby, i might have been born at night but...
NOT YESTERDAY NIGHT!
she is going to dismantle whatever kindergarten class she gets put into...best of luck. she is probably going to be our president someday. her vocabulary was bigger than mine. sending light out to that girl.
but okay, i have to end this soon but...i am doing a lot! we have a different theme in my class every week: last week was dinosaurs! we did safari animals, bugs, deep sea creatures, next week....*sigh*
Is Sports. ( y....ay! )
so if i am not around...I AM PROBABLY TIRED! like i didn't want to get into it too much bc it's a lot but the week that i lead teach, like...i did not sleep for two days...i was very sick, it was very, very bad. which is not to say that's gonna happen again but...it's like, i want to post and i want to be present, but when i throw all my energy out there to the little people, i come home spent most of the time...so it's hard to get my fingers to crawl across the computer to do an ask meme or be present when i should rly cook dinner or do some dishes, yknow?
all this to SAY...i am here, but i am...There. i also took such a long break from writing, i am a little scared that i don't know...how to anymore? aaaaa??? but i think i should probably sit down and write ONE THING ONLY ( so if u have one thing u really wanna see hmu ),
i'll probably pop in to do updates every so often, maybe an hc ask a bigger ask if i finish it, but i am busy again starting monday. i will try to keep giving u an rm fun fact if i can remember, but please know, i would love to be here and i wish i could write more...but it's a lot all at once...also? i really did enjoy my break. <3 always take breaks. if i am not around, i promise i am okay! i am probably just being teacher nina, trying to better my life or i am a little tired and need a second.
either way don't be a stranger, and send me stuff any time! i am going to try and go back to answering stuff that's in there again.
-uncle teacher nina, ceo of boo boo kitty...
...girls, boys and children....
Everywhere.
p.s. i hope this wasn't too much info, haha! i hope it was fun its nice to be able to tell you guys about parts of my life! if you ever want pictures or have questions, as long as they aren't too invasive, specifically bc of my student's safety, i will answer em! <3
#idk what this is even but im too tired to try and fix it#i hope you enjoyed nina acts a fool in kindergarten#bc i am such a menace#i keep telling the rant girls about things i did#i pretended i forgot what the letter q was once#i love when kids are like miss nina ur not gonna believe this and i just sit there and go NO WAY THATS REAL#what is skipping#like when u skip a song and then i pretend like i dont know how to skip and im like guys dont laugh its hard#please dont point and laugh thats so mean wait guys im doing it! oh wait i just...jumped a lot...GUYS WAIT LOOKSNKDL#i am not afraid to embarass myself and that is my flex#i and also not afraid to be like my sweet summer sunshine child u are my sunshine my only sunshine...will u please#stop speaking to me with ur beautiful lovely voice aND LET ME FINISH GIVING MY INSTRUCTION???? thank u king#but i love em my lil people angels always#boobookittygirl u will always be famous#the jacket was so good i was like wow its usually so much small than this this jacket is Huge wow normally it fits perfect#i need to go to jail
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the poll for how to arrange the brackets just finished with proceeding as originally planned winning!
so, without further ado, here are the lineups ^^
note :: songs with a * next to them may require a content warning. i'll provide specific warnings as soon as i have the time, but as of now please proceed with caution
main matchup bracket ::
alice of human sacrifice* by yugami p / fear garden* by chaa
magnet by minato p / romeo and cinderella by doriko
world is mine by ryo / world's end dancehall by wowaka
triple baka by lamaze p / the disappearance of hatsune miku by cosmo p
meltdown by iroha(sasaki) / luka lukaâ
night fever by samfree
fireâflower by halyosy / trick and treat by oster project
daughter of evil by mothy / dancingâ
samurai by kanimiso p
rolling girl by wowaka / matryoshka by hachi
madness of duke venomania* by mothy / alluring secret ~black vow~ by hitoshizuku x yama
senbonzakura by kurousa / outer science by jin
doubleganger by kulfiq / mikusabbath by utsu p
jinsei reset button by kemu / common world domination by pinnochio p
the fox's wedding* by masa works design / tokio funka by takamatt
heat haze days by jin / patchwork staccato by toa
six trillion years and an overnight story by kemu / lost one's weeping by neru
aishite aishite aishite by kikuo / echo by crusher p
setsuna drive by taki yoshimitsu / yoake to hotatu by n buna
a fake fake psychotropic by kairiki bear / therefore you and me by tadanoco
my r* by kurage p / i'm glad youre evil too by pinnochio p
chururira chururira dadada by kurage p / mkdr by deco*27
blessed messiah and the tower of ai by hitoshizuku x yama / 86 by dasu
law evading rock by neru / nakakapagpabagabag by dasu
sand planet by hachi / ghost rule by deco*27
monster by kira / hated by life itself by iori kanzaki
cause i'm a liar by mcki robyns p / honey i'm home by ghost
hole dwelling by kikuo / bring it on by giga
meteor by divela / seraphim on the ring by mitchie m
the court jester by thquib / casino by azari
king by kanaria / villain by teniwoha
lower by lanndo / phony by tsumiki
higanbana milk tea by vane / scapegoat by ghost
queen by kanaria / bug by kairiki bear
honorable mention bracket ::
electric angel by yasuo p (original), giga (giga arrange) / freely tomorrow by mitchie m
po pi po by lamaze p / go google it by wintermint p
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rock shooter by ryo / bacterial contamination by kanimiso p
i like you, i love you by gevanni p / first love academy âą school of true love by nem
(also a quick general note ! i don't have everything ready for a formal polished reveal at the time of posting this. i plan on updating this post with links to the songs and also a visual bracket when i have the time. they'll definitely be up soon, so make sure to check back in a bit for them ^^
i'll also make sure that reblogs are turned on for the final version!)
#vocaloid song showdown#sorry it's just a list for now i promise i'll update it and make it look nicer as soon as i get the chance :'D#i'll also add the playlists to the final post so those will finally be out soon too !#but for now it's just a quick little post to get the matchups out sooner rather than later since this is already kinda behind schedule :')#anyway it's still kinda bonkers to me that only one person nominated po pi po and electric angel#those songs used to be Everywhere it felt like#and unless i continually missed it no one sent in llevan polka :(#(to be fair itnisn't originally a vocaloid song. idk if i could fully qualify it bc of that but still shocked that it got no nominations)#oh also ! until i have the image finalized if anyone thinks any matchups should be tweaked at all feel free to lmk !#i was mostly judging popularity based on nominations and view count (reprints included) but it was hard to tell for some ???#like i remember a whole bunch of reprint channels getting deleted or privating all their videos and i'm sure that impacted some view counts#and rolling girl in particular has a lot less views than i thought it would ???#it's not a small amount by any means but it also seems to be on the higher side of the average for the final bracket songs#it was also unsurprisingly the most nominated song#so some of the matchups were a bit weird and wonky to put together fhdkfh#(especially echo actually too ? it got 2 nominations and barely made it but has the highest view count out of all the songs last i checked)#anyway all that to say if anyone wants to give feedback on the bracket pairings i'm open to it until i get the formal version up ( ^^)b#additionally if i missed any songs that should have some sort of warning please let me know fhdkdh#i added them only off the top of my head so i might've missed one#(the final version of this will have more specific warnings too. potential flash warnings as well)#EDIT :: changed up within 24 hours to up soon#i wish i could've had everything together within 24 hours but things came up and i need just a little more time :(#but i wanna get started on voting monday (february 27) for real this time ! no more putting it off :'D
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Forever stuck thinking about the parallels between Kuviren and Mingzan no one touch me
#I mean. unless you wanna yell about it with me. then yes please touch me absolutely#there's just something about tiny snarky waterbenders and their smug teasing earthbending partners#the type is definitely genetic#suiren not only looks exactly like Ming-Hua but also inherited her tsundere#and ghazan and kuvira are similar enough too. the way they're utterly smitten for their respective gfs. their love for teasing#their not so secret death wish#etc etc#once Mingzan and Kuvira get to meet some interesting conversations will have a chance to take place#I've got two main ideas#one is suiren and ming-hua#their relationship has gotten healthier. ming-hua has learned to let go of that little water lily she missed so much#suiren has realised her child self isn't dead just hidden deep down. once they reunite again it's nothing at all like Uprooted#and once ming-hua finds out about who her daughter is dating. they talk#suiren feels the need to overexplain bc of the whole former dictator thing. but ming-hua is like 'I see the way she looks at you.'#'like you're the world. she makes you happy and that's all that matters to me even if I don't quite understand why her of all people'#and when suiren asks how she knows. ming-hua talks about how ghazan looks at her. and then they get to discussing#and realise how similar their respective partners are#and then the other idea is ghazan and kuvira#she's nervous at first because again. an ex dictator surrounded by anarchists. and is worried the convo will be about intentions#with their daughter. so she too quickly tries to explain why she and Suiren are together. but ghazan just says#'if she's anything like her mother. and she was. as a child at least... then I totally get it' and he grins#and they talk about their girls in length too#ghazan's my love vs kuvira's my suiren#both smitten. completely and utterly in love#<3<3<3#if there's one thing to gain from all of this is it's that I maybe have become very kuviren centric but it's still a red lotus hyperfixation#first and foremost#and I've been craving RL shenanigans these past few days. so so badly#my beloved darlings
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DNDads Season 2 episode 49 spoilers and itâs something Iâve already talked about but:
Willy Stampler: finally, Iâve handled everyone who poses even a semblance of a threat to me! I put them all in inescapable prisons similar to the one they forced me into all those years ago, and no one who I consider a threat is still out in the world. :)
Meanwhile:
Iâm just saying, heâs supposed to be the scary one, Iâd really prefer to know for certain he isnât back on earth collecting the kidâs other parents or something so I donât get my hopes up.
Or that heâs not dead.
#dungeons and daddies#dndads#dndads spoilers#lark oak garcia#dndads doodle#dungeons and daddies season 2#dndads season 2#I DONâT MEAN TO HARP ON THIS BUT IT IS A DISCREPANCY AND I AM VERY INTERESTED TO SEE IF IT COMES BACK TO BITE WILLY#OR THE OAKS#he could be dead! he could be forgotten about! he could be a homunculus bc it wouldnât be the first time Bear had the audacity to do that#anyways yeah thatâs the post#again please let me know if i just missed something i still havenât read the transcript
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Weight talk tw I guess idk how to describe the post sorry im a little high
Itâs so weird being around people who talk about weight problems (IOP) and like idk it brings up weird shit in my brain almost anxiety that I should feel bad about myself somehow like Iâm doing this wrong being confident idk. Weird self doubt thing that happens when youâve loved yourself (hmm. Rephrase. I donât care about being fat. letâs say that.) and then youâre in a room full of people having a group discussion about how they avoid living their life in happy ways because they donât want to become like you. But you love yourself. But everyone in your life since you were little has been dieting and talking about weight and specific numbers (someone was anxious about gaining seven pounds! SEVEN. If they saw my scale they would shit themselves. I put on seven pounds taking a big bong rip Jesus fucking Christ seven pounds. I wanted to rip my hair out.)
Next time weight issues come up in IOP Iâm stepping out of the room. Like idk how to explain it cause itâs like not a trigger but I guess it is ? But itâs just so weird like the way Iâm triggered makes me want to cry why does the world hate me for being fat what the fuck !!!!
#me when I gain weight issues through thinking about my own body in a group setting#ughhh#whatever fuck it#taking an anxiety med chavas at work Leviâs on a train (EXCITED!!!!) Iâm gonna take my little sedative friend and try to take a nap bc six#and a half hours after the last two days Iâve had is fucking nothing. going to nap city will fix me.#also taking my morning med. I havenât done that yet I need to eat *stares into camera* to take my meds gahhhh I hate having a human form an#intestines just take the med with one cracker and not get sick what the fuck body Iâm so sick of heart burn I want to burn down the world#and now that Iâve had a med increase I get fucking withdrawal symptoms if I miss a morning dose which I found out bc I left my meds at home#accidentally on Monday when I was so overtired and forgot to put them back in my bag for IOP (cause they have food at IOP so I take them#there once Iâve eaten) and then I had a headache for like half of the day and I was so overtired I was crying on the drive home cause I#wanted to sleep so bad and then I got home and my brain wouldnât shut the fuck up even on the sleep meds until I talked to kath and she#calmed me down just existing the little sweetheart god I love her okay anyways babble over Iâm very overtired and a little cranky and my#brother has been in a very bitchy mood recently idk whatâs got him on edge but everything is setting him off into little fights like not#just with me he was fighting with mom this morning heâs just kick to getting worked up recently which leads to me being angry wanting to be#rude which means do the opposite which means show extra compassion woohoo coping skills đŁïžđŁïž#anyways. post panic attack sedative nap (my beloved) or perhaps work on editing my vlog#Iâm high â I forgot you canât hit comma on tags. edit my vlog. vacuum. (I always spell vacuum with two câs and not two uâs and I think#autocorrect should not correct me on that one bc I think I am right in my soul idk why#thereâs another word Iâm like that with but I forget what it is . okay bye thank you for listening to my type words goodbye goodnight mwah#itâs ânap time babyyyyyy#idk if I have to trigger tag this ? someone let me know if I do please
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Am I just a bad person. I don't think anything I've done has ever made people bitter and have a years long grudge against me? Or I'm the only person in the entire world who experiences this kind of feeling and I'm just an asshole. I still hold very hard grudges towards even people I like and am friends with because they won't apologize for something terrible and harmful they did to me and I don't want to let it go because it changed the trajectory of my entire life.
#If you're reading this it's not about you#This is about people who don't use tumblr or follow me and don't use tumblr enough for me to be worried about them seeing it#I know no one ever ever ever has bad intentions and accidents happen and mistakes and stupidity happen#and I know you didn't mean it and you have your reasons and it sucks that I'm such a fucked up bitchy bitter piece of shit#But like I moved into the dorms specifically for you and then you abandoned me day of n had a whole house all ready to go with roommates :(#Roommates who weren't me and who you were infinitely better friends with and I wasn't invited to join. :((#You made me leave your house even though I said I couldn't and I had a breakdown on the highway and almost committed suicide :((#I said I was scared to be alone in my dorm and I was out of food and needed to go to store and too scared and after that my car#was longer a safe place either and I told you this and you said 'clean your car and buy yourself a trinket from goodwill' :((#All this semester I skipped so many meals becaus I couldn't go to the store and I told you and you said to 'just go to the dollar store' :(#You called the police bc I was 'missing' even though I was literally in the room next to yours and you didn't FUCKING BOTHER TO CHECK ON ME#WHAT IS FUCKING WRONG WITH YOU????#god im so bitter im such a genuine actual garbage shit person please don't ever be friends with me I am actually going to#throw up thinking about what a terrible piece of shit I am. what is wrong with me. why cant i just be a good person#I can't let these little fucking mistakes go why does anybody waste their time and energy and breath and life on me#nothing i say can ever be normal every word i say is a vent because nothing good has ever happened to me.#fucking apparently. I'm genuinely so sorry for ever making any of you cross paths with me.#I promise you I'm going to kill myself soon and I'm so so so so sorry it wasn't sooner :((
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so.
#first of all ive already been told exactly how stupid i am by my dear friend so i know#im dumb#But stiiiilll#remember how last week while i was having an all around breakdown i wrote to Themâą?#it was just a stupid text like how you doing#But I mean stupid!! stupid!! so stupid! riiight?#what was i hoping? idk. I just wanted to hear from them and so well i took the matter in my own 2 hands#I missed them and I wanted to hear from them since I think about them 24/7 anyhow#and guess what? they answered me#(we're supposed to be friends of course they did)#and alright we were having a nice convo#i was kinda afraid they'd be kind of stand offish#not bc of anything but probably not to try and lead me on yk?#that's what id do probably - kind but not too involved as not to give any false hope#and im so glad bc they arent doing that! we really did have a nice convo#ok at some point they answered kinda weirdly but that's probably just them being a v bad texter#which - fair - im not that good myself#thing isssss... the convo is still going on. 6 no 7 days later?#they're offering info that they don't need to. asking questions too! it's like they're actually enjoying talking to me!#I want to cry of happiness okay#and ik this doesn't mean a thing - i know it. i know how things stand. I am okay with it.#But to know they still enjoy talking to me and sending their precious little time chatting with me - i mean. fuck#and each time the convo was kinda dying down they still managed to keep it going đ i could cry#and today we've really been going back and forth and it's the best thing that's happened to me all month ok? ok.#and they've just asked me how was my morning. totally unnecessary question. im so happy i could die#yes im delusional but im in love so please god please universe - just keep thing convo going a bit more#just let me have this - it's such a small joy and such a small hope - just let me have this for a little while more#I wont go crazy - or i will but it won't hurt me worse than ive already been hurt so the danger is worth it#god I love them that's so awful
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okay hear me outâŠ. reverse hybrid au⊠with tigerhybrid!sukuna bc nobody else can handle him because heâs so aggressive and overbearing .. so reader is their last resort zoo caretaker and theyâre is shocked at how itâs like reader has a leash on tigerhybrid!sukuna đ
IâVE GOT IT?
Synopsis: Youâre head of a completely different department so why are you being asked to help with an odd situation?
Warnings: Female!reader + Mean!Sukuna + cringe tropes (sorry) + Hybrid!Sukuna: ears and a tail + heat + cumming inside + doggy + NOTPROOFREAD!!! + obsessed!Sukuna
Pairings: Tigerhybrid!Sukuna x female!Reader
Notes: Iâm really working to improve my writing for you guys!! Esp my non-English speakers
âMiss please you know we would never beg like this if it wasnât urgent.â
âI donât specialize in that field, how many times must I tell you?â
You were getting sick of these scientists coming to you more often than normal, thereâs three right now begging for you to take on a case that you didnât want to do.
âSukuna is out of control, heâs already injured five of our best, now they refuse to work with himâ
âAnd I should be the sixth?â You say with a quirk of your brow.
They all stop and stare at one another, you have a good ass point what makes them think that youâll be the antidote for their beast they decided to keep.
âLike I said, my stance on this wonât change.â
Another voice in the doorway of your office speaks up: âIâll upgrade your pay and have you transferred up.â
Your ears perk up at this offer, to go even further where you are right now means business and a fuck ton of money. On the flip side it means facing whatever theyâre against but youâve always been a little greedy for money so you oblige.
The scientists made sure to throw you in the thinnest garments: âto let him know you donât have anything on you.â As they put it.
They also had told you no sudden movements and to talk with him in a calm manner, show him you arenât afraid and find out whatâs been making him so angry lately. Easy peasy except your life is on the line!
You disregard any negative thoughts of death and make your way into the place where they keep their hybrids, itâs like little apartments where they can do as they please in return for information on their biology, as far as you know they love it here. Youâve once met puppy!hybrids Satoru and Suguru they were very sweet men, needy but sweet.
Your first step into the apartment is met with a strong smell, a smell of something primal if that even has a smell. Itâs warm.
You start poking around his place, checking his fridge and looking for anything out of the ordinary, nothing seems amiss though. Itâs not until you come up to one of the doors and hear slight noises. You press your ear up closer making the noise more clearer: whining it sounds like whining.
Could he perhaps be In pain? You knock three times and announce youâre coming in. The door clicks and you start slowly pulling it open. You see the man in all his glory resting upon his bed, arms wrapped around his pillow and an unreadable expression.
Sukuna is big, heâs a big man compared to all the other hybrids, heâs brimming with pure muscle. Does he workout in here? Your thoughts are interrupted by slight growling: heâs warning you. Step any close r and he will have no choice but to harm you.
You pay him no mind, instead you step fully in and start looking around without a care in the world.
âYouâre making trouble- why is that?â You say while looking through his dresser.
âYouâre being extremely nosy, leave before I kill you.â He threatens harshly.
âIf you harm me Iâll have you sent somewhere else, I know where you come from and Iâm assuming you donât want to go back.â
The room goes eerily silent like heâs making a choice, he opens his mouth to speak but a groan accidentally slips past his lips.
Oh⊠the big oaf is in heat, and top scientists couldnât tell or try to track his cycle?
âYou in heat big guy?â
âNo-â
âSuch a liar, Iâm not here to make fun of you, Iâm here to make sure you get proper help.â
âThe only way Iâll get proper help is if I fuck someone.â So damn blunt you think to yourself.
He continues speaking: âI think you know they wonât allow that though.â
âWould you like some toys? I can request that for you.â
âUseless.â
You let out the loudest sigh and plop down on his fluffy bed. Bending your head in his direction you see heâs not looking at your face but your body, eyes fully trained on your pert nipples because of the cold.
You allow the poor suffering hybrid to mount you, putting a good bit of his weight on your back you can feel the outline of his thick meaty cock resting near your cunt and ass.
Heâs hard, fully hard and probably has been for a while: you feel almost a little bad.
Sukuna doesnât waste anytime grinding down against you, it feels so fucking good, his cock is accepting anything even if itâs the bare minimum. Everytime he meets your ass he whines, such a needy tiger you coo.
Heâs ignoring all the dirty little comments you send his way too focused on the only good sensation heâs felt for a while, his hand doesnât compare to your rounded ass. You reach between your legs and pull his shorts down, letting his cock bob free for a minute before heâs pushing up against you again.
Heâs producing so much precum that youCan feel it through your silky garments.
âSmells so good⊠really good.â âMhhhphmmm-â heâs now being open with his groans too focused on the feeling of his tip prodding your clothed pussy. His swishing tail is within your eyesight, you grab it and rub it for extra stimulation.
You help him a little bit by bouncing your ass against him. He places his head in the crook of your neck and starts nibbling on your neck, you can feel how sharp his damn teeth are and pray to yourself he isnât going to bite you: killing you in the process.
He doesnât do any of that instead he just lightly bites, using no strength at all. While heâs busying tearing up your neck you slip your panties off, grabbing his fat length and teasing your wet hole. Just feeling it in your hand has your body burning up in arousal itâs been a while since youâve had a cock, especially a cock his size.
You slowly start inching it in, the stretch is so damn unbearable and uncomfortable. When he feels what youâre doing he starts moving his hips already. An impatient thing such as him isnât gonna wait. He gets about halfway in and you feel a thick liquid fill you, did this beast just cum? Already?
âNhhhnn.. fuck-..â this doesnât deter him because heâs sitting fully on his knees and pulling you flush against him, his entire length snuggly inside your pussy. He doesnât wait to bounce you back on him, you canât comprehend anything properly so shocked by how he just made you take every inch of him.
Your lashes flutter closed as he ruts into you like youâre the damn sex tox heâs been given, one he wasnât gonna take care of properly. His hold on you is extremely tight so you can do nothing but take him fully, even when your walls threaten to constrict around him he pushes through it and keeps fucking Into you.
You allow him, allow him to thrust like a wild animal, mercilessly pulling all the way out of you just to slam back in. Drool is seeping down your neck where heâs latched on in droves. Heâs far too gone, pussy has never felt this good.
By the end Sukuna is still rutting uselessly, heâs not even hard anymore he just canât stop leaking cum nor has that good euphoric feeling stopped. Heâs made a mess of your pussy, his cum and yours seeping down your thighs and onto his ruined sheets.
Hes licking at your face and you can hear a deep rumbling in his chest, this big hybrid is purring in content. Any attempt to move from under him is completely halted, he wonât let you move even an inch.
He begins sucking on your nipples, theyâre definitely gonna be sore later but now it seems he just wants comfort and you fully give that to him. Rubbing his ears and whispering sweet nothings to him.
After that incident Sukuna is completely attached, he constantly whines for you to come see him including the scientists also calling for you to calm him down. He wonât let you have a moments peace.
Even when you tell him youâre extremely busy heâs having none of it, if he wants you to laze around and do nothing but rub him or praise/coddle him he completely expects it!
As his mate youâre meant to be with him all the time you should be grateful heâs even letting you leave the nest.
You were left fully shocked when he first called you his mate but the scientists explained that you were his first and now you are his last, they had all praised you because testing was made easier if you were there.
Theyâre all surprised to see him completely like mush under you, like one time when it was time for his blood to be drawn he made you come and sit in his lap while he had it taken. The doctors said he seemed to be completely smitten with you, in love and so possessive.
#zsworks#fem reader#jjk x fem!reader#jjk x reader#jjk smut#jjk x female reader#hybrid sukuna#Tiger!Sukuna#tiger hybrid#TigerHybrid!Sukuna#sukuna x female reader#sukuna x you#sukuna smut#sukuna x y/n#sukuna x reader#Sukuna#sukuna x fem!reader#hybrid x reader
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PARK SUNGHOON, nsfw twitter/X links đđ (smut, nsfw, fem!reader, lc: 4, warnings: sexting, teasing, spanking, humiliation kink, sunghoon is a MUNCH (cunnilingus), dom sunghoon, sub!yn)
á§àżá§ sunghoon nsfw links bc i promised! if the links do not work, please let me know through dms so i can give you a step by step tutorial on how to get them working :> (ps. lc means link count!)
links just below the cut! minors please donât interact!
đâĄïžđ â while on tour sunghoon is always having an amazing time but he also misses you a lot, so to show that he sends a video of how hard he gets, just thinking of you.
đâĄïžđ â sunghoon noticed that his friends have been all over you recently, so to remind them of who you belong to, he sends this video of his cum spilling out of you to the gc.
đâĄïžđ â sunghoon loves fucking you right before breakfast, call him greedy, but he needs two meals to get him through the day, and what's better than taking the sweet option first.
đâĄïžđ â sunghoon decided it would be fun to go on a date to the arcade, however he didn't think you'd tease him the entire time you were out, the touching and looks didn't go unnoticed, so as soon as you got home, he just had to fuck you.
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Welcome to the Party
Summary: whatâs worse than your older brother?âŠ..his extremely attractive best friend
an: this Ellie has been living rent fucking free in my head and I absolutely cannot carry on any longer without writing about herâŠ..also my last Ellie fic was sickly sweet I need some mean!Ellie to soothe the burn đ (also credit to @absdoll for writing Ellie as someone who listens to PartyNextDoor?? That is a HUGE reason that inspired me to write this bc that is absolutely so very accurate)
Warnings: SMUT!!! MDNI!!! 18+ ONLY!!, angst!, toxic!Ellie, mean!Ellie, brothersbestfriend!Ellie, Ellie is just all around a piece of shit in this one idk, oral (r!receiving), mentions of alcohol, mentions of weed, Usage of the word slut, slight degradation, thereâs a brief scene with reader and Jesse but they arenât flirting I promise Ellie is just delusional, pls lmk if I missed anything!
âPlease honeybee? Itâll only be for a little while. Your father and I will be back before you know it, just in time for you to go back with your friendsâ your mothers voice rang through the phone, her tone gentle and reassuring as she spoke to you.
You exhaled loudly in annoyance, toying with the hem of your sleep shorts as you laid in your bed, a soft pout on your face as you stayed silent for a moment, contemplating your motherâs wish.
âBaby? Are you there?â She tried. You can practically hear the way she bites her lip, chewing on the skin as she awaited your response.
âIâŠ.you do realize that Derek is the oldest sibling, right? Isnât he supposed to be the one making sure Iâm not getting in trouble?â You huff out, still holding out on giving her an answer to her request of you.
You hear her sigh over the line at the mention of your older brother. âI know sweetheartâŠbut your father and I just need you to make sure he doesnât burn the house down while weâre away. Iâm sure itâll only be him and Ellie there anywaysâ she tries assuring you.
But the mention of the girls name has your skin running cold.
It makes you pinch the bridge of your nose, inhaling deeply as you truly try to outweigh your options at hand.
Your brother was a fucking moron, and you knew that the minute he heard your parents were going away for the summer, he jumped at the opportunity to âhouse sitâ. It was almost comedic how clueless he was, your parents knowing your older sibling far too well to know that heâd tear the house down brick by brick unsupervised, especially with his partner in crime there with him.
So it left your poor mother to ask her baby (you), to stay the summer at their house, just to make sure things didnât get too out of hand.
The minute she called and asked you to go down there, your entire summer had changed. All of the plans you made with your friends at university, the trips you were to make with them, all suddenly fizzled out as you were faced with the task to spend the summer with your idiotic brother and his bully of a best friend.
As much as you wanted to say no, tell your parents to figure it out or simply tell your brother he couldnât stay there for his break, you simply couldnât find it in yourself to do that. Your parents were amazing to say the least, and the one time they actually chose to go away for the summer in one of the first times since you were born, youâd feel like an absolute villain to take that away from them.
You let out a low sigh before you finally spoke. âIâll be there momâŠ.you wonât have to worry about anythingâ you assured her, the sound of her sighing in relief putting a gentle smile on your face.
âOh baby you are an angel. Your father and will come home as soon as we can, okay?â She assures you, to which you give a gentle chuckle before you nod.
âHave fun, okay? Tell daddy I said hiâŠI love youâ you mumble out gently through the phone, bidding your goodbye to the woman before you hang up, letting out a loud sigh youâd seemingly been holding from the moment your mother asked you to go back home for the summer.
And as you stared up at your ceiling, you began to really think about it all. How bad could it possibly be?? It wasnât like you were all kids still, there was no way Ellie and your brother would torment you the same way they used to when you were all younger, not when you were all adults in college, right?
Right?
You let out a soft sigh as you drove down the familiar road to your parents house, the street quiet as everyone there had similar situations to your mother and father, empty nesters who had time to get away for the summer.
Pulling into the driveway gives you a bit of relief, as you notice your brother hadnât gotten there yet, which you could only chalk up to him and Ellie waking up entirely too late after a night of partying to get to the house at a decent time.
Some things just never changed do they?
Your brother and Ellie had been friends since elementary school, the two of them glued at the hip for almost as long as you could remember. While you really couldnât stand the two of them, you had to say the perseverance of their friendship was kind of remarkable. You couldnât take their bond away from them, no one could.
One day the house was only filled with your parents and your older sibling, the next thereâs an extra person.
Ellie.
Things were fine in the beginning, the three of you would actually play all together for the most part. Sure, they would tease you and leave you out of certain things, but thatâs what older siblings did. You were no stranger to the little sister treatment.
Things changed when they got to high school though.
The two of them started a year before you obviously, leaving you behind in middle school. Youâd been through it with the transition from elementary to middle school, so you werenât too worried. In fact, having the two of them enrolled before you was comforting in a way. It at least gave you a sense of belonging since you knew at least two people there.
But oh were you wrong.
Because in true teenage boy fashion, who the hell would want their little sister trailing behind them? No your brother and Ellie were far too cool for that, the two of them already the talk of the entire school, everyone wanting to be their friend. It was always like that, the dynamic duo absolutely stealing the hearts of everyone around them. They simply couldnât have you asking for help on where your classes were, or even worse, having you eat lunch with them.
You werenât even given the cold shoulder, they were just outright mean. Your brother wasnât so bad, brushing you off and telling you to go somewhere else.
But Ellie? Oh she was vile.
Sheâd say the meanest things to get you to leave, laughing under her breath whenever youâd pass by, sheâd even go out of her way to make her entire friend group ignore you for a week, pretending you didnât exist at all.
Yeah, high school is when things got really bad.
You have up on keeping the familiar sibling bond you had with your brother rather quickly during your time in high school with him, ignoring the both of them when they were around, only really interacting with him whenever Ellie wasnât with him, which was extremely rare.
Soon, you were going off to university, and you were able to live a life that wasnât in your cool older brotherâs shadow. You were able to be you, and thrive in a way that you really werenât able to before.
You loved college for that.
But now you were back home where it all started, without the protection of mommy and daddy on top of that too.
You groaned softly as you finally brought the last of your things up to your room, sighing softly as you looked around at the familiar space, thinking about just how much time youâd be spending there for the next month and however many weeks.
You were almost done filling your empty drawers with your clothes when you heard the familiar roar of your brotherâs black Jeep pull up the driveway outside, a familiar brunette sat in the passenger seat.
The plan was to steer clear of them entirely while you were all there. You were only there for your moms peace of mind, and you truthfully did not care what Ellie and your brother got up to for the summer, as long as it meant your parents house stayed in tact.
However once youâre finished packing and you decide to make your way downstairs to get a feel for things before they both arrive (or so you thought), you were only met with the sound of your brother and Ellie complaining very loudly as they walk in through the front door.
âI told you I donât know! My dad said it was cool if we crashed here, they didnât mention anything about her being here too.â Derek groans loudly, lugging his suitcase in behind him, unknowing of your presence stood in the very kitchen that he was walking in to.
You turn your head to catch the two of them walking in, your brother sighing in defeat as Ellie groans loudly behind him, throwing her head back in annoyance. âDo you know how much of a fuckinâ cock block sheâs gonna be? I swear to god if she tries to so much as complain about the shit weâre having Iâm gonna-â you watch as your brother jabs his elbow into Ellieâs side, trying to get her to shut up once he spots you in the kitchen.
You roll your eyes as you close the fridge door shut. âItâs nice to see you too Ellieâ you sigh out softly as you turn around, resting your forearms against the island counter top, leaning your hips against the edge as you watch the both of them eye you expectantly, your best guess being they wanted an explanation.
âWhat are you doing here?â Your brother mumbles out awkwardly, arms crossing over his chest as he gives neglects to even greet you properly.
You sigh softly before you shrug. âMom called me and asked me to make sure you guys didnât do anything stupid. Trust me, Iâm just as upset as you are that Iâm hereâ you mumble out, eyes casting downwards as your fingers trace along the pattern of the smooth counter top.
Ellie scoffs softly, mimicking your brotherâs stance as her tattooed arms go to cross over her chest as well. âIs this some kind of sick joke? What are you even supposed to do anyways? Keep us in line or something?â Ellie barks out, obviously annoyed and wounded over the fact that your parents didnât trust her.
You have to hold back a laugh, biting down on your bottom lip as you give her a shrug. âThatâs something you gotta take up with the owner of the house, which unfortunately for you is not my brotherâ you hum out, your tone a tad playful as you give your brother a knowing look before rounding the table.
âYour summer is gonna be fine. In all honesty I couldnât give a single fuck what you two do, just do it without breaking anything.â you explain, your tone softer as you eye Ellie for a moment.
You had to bite back a smirk when you caught a glimpse of their faces. Your brother was shocked with the way you were acting, his eyebrows raised and jaw slightly agape as you made your way upstairs.
Ellie on the other hand? She looked like she wanted to kill someone. Here you were, her best friends little sister, practically granting her entire summer a death sentence by your presence, at least thatâs what it felt like. Her eyebrows were furrowed, nostrils flared, and you swore you could even catch her freckled cheeks growing pink with the anger that bubbled up inside of her.
And to be quite honest? It felt good.
Ellie was being ruthless
While you couldnât say you didnât expect it, you didnât think it would be this bad. You of course knew that theyâd be upset about you being there, but your brotherâs reaction to the entire thing was much closer to what you prepared for than what Ellie was exhibiting. He was confused to say the least, but that didnât mean he was rude to you. It was the same as any other time you and your brother were with each other, you werenât close by any means, but you were his little sister.
Ellie on the other hand? She was like a bat out of hell.
You thought when they first got there, that would be the only time youâd get a taste of Ellieâs annoyance with your presence. You were adults after all, and there was no way sheâd make your entire stay there a living hell, even when you werenât the one that had the bright idea of staying there anyways.
Oh were you wrong.
That same night, you decided to make somewhat of a peace offering. You were honest in your words to them earlier, you didnât have any interest in raining on their parade. Ruining their summer did little to nothing for you, even if they went out of their way to taunt and tease you when you were a kid, you didnât dwell on any of that.
You prided yourself as somewhat of a good cook. You took over meals once you were old enough to stand at the stove without your parents doting over you, begging you to not burn yourself. Once you passed that hurdle, you all came to the realization that you were pretty good in the kitchen. You could even recall certain times where Ellie and your brother would ask you to make something for them, further proving your skills.
So while they were both in the front yard playing basketball, you knew theyâd work up an appetite once they came inside. You took it upon yourself to start working on something with what your parents had in the fridge.
You were far too lost in thought once you got into it, humming softly to yourself as you stirred up what you were working on in a pan. You barely heard your brother and Ellie walk in together, chucking to each other at something Ellie was saying. The two were engulfed in the aroma of your yummy cooking the second they walked in, watching as you worked your way around the kitchen to cook something up for the two of them.
âYou cooked?â Your brother asks curiously, moving to rest his forearms on the island as he watched you.
You hummed softly as you nodded, keeping your eyes on the various pots on the stove. âThere wasnât much in the fridge, so Iâll have to go food shopping tomorrow maybeâŠbut I figured youâd both be hungryâ you finally turn around, giving them both a half smile.
Your brother nodded, seemingly opening his mouth to thank you for the kind gesture, his stomach already grumbling for a taste of whatever it was that you were cooking, all of it smelling ten times better than anything heâd been eating for the past two years at college.
But Ellie was quick to cut him off, eyebrows furrowed as she gave you a death stare so intense, it was a miracle you hadnât keeled over from it alone.
âWeâre going out to eatâ she deadpanned, her tone firm and harsh.
It makes you turn around fully after lowering all the spots on the stove, grabbing the kitchen towel you kept nearby and drying your hands off, your hips resting against the kitchen counter as you watched them.
Your brother frowned as he looked up at Ellie in confusion, the man clearly not have gotten the memo.
âWeâŠare?âŠ.but you were just saying how tired-â He mumbled out softly before Ellie landed a hard jab to his side with her elbow, making your brother quickly shut his mouth, getting her message loud and clear.
Ellie didnât want anything from you.
You inhaled deeply, fighting back the urge to stoop down to her level, no matter how much it stung that she was doing this out of spite, simply over something that was asked of you.
âThatâsâŠthatâs fine. I hope you guys have funâ you gave them a nod and a soft smile before you turned around to continue working on the food that youâd be eating alone.
Ellieâs angry expression softened into a frown when you didnât fight back, fully expecting you blow up and make her seem like the victim whoâs getting her summer ruined by some fucking she-demon or something. But you didnât, you simply bid them a good time and turned around to busy yourself with whatever you were doing.
Your brother frowned as he watched you turn around, already feeling bad for not only leaving you alone for the night, but making you eat alone felt even worse.
But Ellie was already scoffing, mumbling softly to your brother to come upstairs with her so they could get changed and leave so they could get something to eat, her eyes lingering on you angrily as she stomped upstairs like a child.
You spent that night alone, eating your dinner with a glass of wine, showering and watching a movie downstairs, silently hoping the pair would have a change of heart and walk through to spend the night with you, acting as a way to kick off the summer on a better note than it was already starting off on.
But they never did. You ended up doing all of that and more and they still didnât get home. You decided to simply send your brother a quick text letting them know youâd leave the porch light on and to get home safe before you went to bed.
That wasnât the end of Ellieâs little scheme of being terrible to you. No, that was honestly only the beginning.
The second time of her being mean was about a week later. You managed to stay clear of the both of them for a few days, busying yourself with getting the house situated for yours, Ellie and your brothers stay. You got a good amount of things done, groceries, laundry, getting your car through the car wash. You even picked up a dozen bagels from yours and your brotherâs favorite bakery in the city nearby, knowing how much him and Ellie would appreciate them for breakfast, even if you knew sheâd bitch once she knew you bought them.
But once all of those chores were done, you found that youâd started to run out of things to keep you occupied. There was no more laundry to do, no more groceries to buy, nothing more for you to tend to that would keep you away from the house.
You were bored out of your mind.
You sighed softly as you laid in your bed, staring up at your ceiling as you toyed with the hem of your denim shorts. You were contemplating what to do, how to entertain yourself in the confides of your bedroom. It was hard because Ellie and Derek spent almost all of their time in the living room, leaving you to either do things outside of the house, or stay in your room.
It made you sad, because you wouldnât have this problem had you stayed at Uni. You wouldâve been outside with your friends, at parties, restaurants, bars. Anything that there was to offer in the city, youâd be there.
Another huff passed through your lips, your arms moving down to rest against your pillow. You were beginning to get desperate, your mind void of any ideas to keep yourself occupied.
You sat up, looking towards your door for a moment before you looked back down at your hands in your lap, your mind falling deep in thought before you finally let out a sigh. You felt ridiculous, forcing yourself to be a prisoner in your own home for your own comfort. Ellie didnât even fucking live here, this was your parents house and you deserved to walk around as you pleased!
So you finally tossed your legs over the edge of your bed, and opened your door to go downstairs.
The second your room door was open, you could hear Derek and Ellie downstairs, the two of them laughing and shouting at each other. As you walked down the stairs, you could hear the sounds of their video game playing through the speakers, paired with the sound of their fingers harshly clicking down on the buttons of their game controllers.
Video games sounded fun.
You hummed softly as you watched them from the bottom of the stairs for a moment before you walked into the living room, simply watching the two hunched over, completely locked in on their current match.
âDonât fuckinâ push by yourself youâre gonna die. Lemme just heal really quickâ you hear Ellie groan out to your brother.
âIâm good! Iâm good I got thisâ your brothers words follow, a blanket of silence falls between the two of them, only to hear your brother and Ellie groan loudly in unison, followed by Ellie sucking her teeth in annoyance.
âI told you not to fucking-â her words are cut short when she notices you in the corner of her eye, the girl deflating as she slouches back into the couch, her eyes back on the screen.
âGreatâŠâ she mumbles out, which you try your best to ignore before taking a spot on the opposite end of the couch, tucking your legs underneath yourself as you nod towards the tv.
âHow many have you guys won so far?â You hum out softly.
Your brotherâs eyes donât leave the tv screen as he responds, fingers already clicking away at his controller the second Ellie managed to resurrect him in the game. âA good amountâŠespecially when Ellieâs here to save my assâ he grins out, which earns an annoyed sigh from Ellie.
You hum softly as you nod, watching as their characters run around on the split screen, the two of them looting and taking out other players as the number of people in the game grows lower and lower, waiting until the game was almost over.
âCould you guys use a third?â You ask softly after clearing your throat, eyes still glued to the screen as you watch them play.
Derek licks his lips as he continues playing, his eyes quickly shifting over to Ellie for a moment to gauge her reaction to your question before he responds.
You and him would play video games all the time together, and there were even times where all three of you would play together. Sure, theyâd do petty shit like leave your character in the storm to die when you needed help or made sure your controller was close to dying, but theyâd at least let you play from time to time.
However, Ellie was quick to speak up and give you a response.
âNo. Youâre shit at this gameâ Ellie quickly responds, pink tongue sticking out of her mouth as she concentrates on the game.
While you can tell sheâs not joking, her words make your brother chuckle softly as he gives her a gentle nudge. âIâm sure one game is fine? Watching her play will be kind of funny to be honestâ he tried, yet Ellie wouldnât budge.
She shook her head firmly. âNah. Sheâs gonna fuck up our winning streak. Werenât you upstairs anyway? Why did you even come down hereâŠ.go back upâ her eyes finally break away from the screen once the game was finished, looking over at you and nodding her head up towards the stairs.
And while Ellie would sometimes chase you away when she was over, it was always in good fun. Sure she was a dick to you but this?
This was so different.
It makes you choke up a bit, eyes widening at her words before you look at your brother, silently begging for him to defend you from the girls mean words.
But he doesnât, he clears his throat, avoiding your eyes and grabbing his own phone to scroll through it so he wouldnât have to be put into the awkward situation of getting between his sister and his best friend.
It makes you inhale deeply before you silently get up from the couch, slip past the two of them, and make your way back upstairs like Ellie told you to, your throat burning with hot tears as you tried your best to hide them from the pair on the couch.
Your brother finally looked up when you slipped passed the two of them, a soft sigh leaving his lips as he eyed Ellie. âI know sheâs annoying butâŠthat was kind of fucked up manâ he mumbles out softly, his eyes lingering on Ellie for a moment only to watch her shrug, her eyes never leaving the screen.
âShut up. She wouldnât leave unless I was meanâŠâ she mumbled out nonchalantly, which makes your brother sigh softly, turning his head back to the screen and starting another game.
You realized that this wasnât a game. This was Ellie being awful to you for the sole fact that you were staying there and being a âcock blockâ, and in her book? That was more than enough of a reason to take her anger out on you.
It made you take one look at your bedroom when you finally got upstairs, tears in your eyes, when you realized that you had to get quite comfortable there, seeing as youâd be spending far more time locked up than you thought you would have.
You managed to avoid Ellie and your brother for the remainder of the week, for real this time. You had no interest in being around them or spending any time with them, not since Ellie made it very clear that she wanted nothing to do with you, and you were the bane of her very existence.
You decided that they could spend their summer like they wanted to, without you there.
Any time you needed something from downstairs, youâd either go and get it extremely early in the morning or late enough at night so that they wouldnât be there, which was hard sometimes since theyâd spend almost the entire night downstairs, drinking beers and eating snacks until they were too tired to go in anymore.
Tonight was different though.
Because tonight was the first Saturday of the summer, which meant anyone and everyone was looking towards your brother and Ellie for a party to kick things off. You knew theyâd do it of course, but you knew it was actually happening once you could hear the faint noise of the two of them setting up downstairs, paired with the roaring sound of your brothers Jeep pulling in and out of the driveway, making multiple runs to the store for last minutes things for the party.
And your plan for the night? You were going to shower early to avoid any awkward drunk run-ins, take a melatonin, lock your room door, and fall asleep with your noise canceling headphones underneath a mountain of blankets. While it would be nice to let loose and party for a night, you wouldnât dare even ask them if you could attend, already knowing Ellie would have quite the mean words in store if you tried that.
On the bright side, this all meant you were responsible for the clean up in the morning.
You let out a soft sigh as you tugged on a pair of sleep shorts and an oversized t shirt, moving to grab your bottle of melatonin gummies before you moved to sit on the bed, wanting to wind down a bit before bed.
Right as you were about to take your vitamin and lock your door though, you heard a gentle knock, making you frown as you looked over at it. Surly the party hadnât started yet? Did you seriously have to put a note on your door to alert drunk idiots that your room was off limits for hook ups?
You frowned before calling out. âGo away! There are other rooms!â You called out loud enough, hoping that whoever was on the other side would get the memo.
Instead, you hear the knob turn, the door creaking open as your brother peaks his head in, making you sigh in relief.
âOhâŠI thought you were some idiot party-goerâ you explain as you scrunch your nose at the mere thought of it before you unscrew the top to your bottle. âWhat are you doing here? You have a party to hostâ you explain before you look up at him, only to find his eyes wandering your bedroom before he shrugs.
âWanted to check on youâŠmake sure youâre okayâ he explains before he finally looks down at you, nodding towards the bottle of melatonin in your hand. âGoing to bed already?â He asks, which you nod to.
âYupâŠtrying to get a heard start before the noise sets inâ you hum out softly before you bring one of the gummies to your lips.
Your brother quickly speaks up before you can take it. âYou should come downâŠfor a little bit. Itâll be funâ he quickly gets out before you eat it. He knew the moment you took it, youâd be lulled away to sleep, and there was no chance in him reconciling with you tonight.
Because in all honesty, he felt horrible for the way Ellie had been treating you. Not only did he fear youâd tell your parents (he knew you wouldnât), but he also felt like he was being a shit big brother for not standing up for you, even if he knew that you knew it was a tricky situation since Ellie was his best friend.
Your shoulders slump at his words, giving your brother an unamused look.
âYour friend wouldnât even let me play video games with you. Do you seriously think sheâd allow me to come down tonight l?â You groan out softly before you shake your head, bringing the gummy to your lips once again. âIâm gonna go to bed. I donât have time for either of youâ you sigh softly.
Your eyes widen when your brother steps forward and slaps the gummy from your hand. âWhat the hell Derek??â You shriek out, which only makes him groan in annoyance.
âItâll be fun! And Ellie will be too drunk or high or both to even notice youâre thereâŠâ he whines out like a child, which makes you roll your eyes.
A blanket of silence falls between the both of you as you think about it, weighing out the pros and the cons of going downstairs and joining everyone, risking the chance of Ellie blowing up on you the second she sees you there, assuming youâre attending for the sole purpose of shutting down her fun.
Derek sighs softly as he moves to sit down next to you on your bed. âIâve been a shitty older brotherâŠand you deserve to have fun this summer tooâ he hums out softly before he leans over, nudging your shoulder gently with his.
âCome onâŠitâll be funâ he urges once more, and it reminds you of when you were both kids, your brother slowly turning into the person that you recognized rather than the person he was whenever he was around Ellie or his other friends.
You finally sigh out softly before looking over at him, giving him a slight nod. âIâll change and come down once I hear the music start playingâŠIâm sure that gives her enough time to get her drunk goggles onâ you hum out playfully as you refer to Ellie.
Your brother smiles brightly, his mimicking your own before he nods. âYouâre gonna have funâ he affirms once more before he gets up to leave your bedroom, closing the door behind him so he could get downstairs and finish setting up.
A soft sigh leaves your lips as you look down at your clothes, frowning at the faded band t shirt paired with the frayed ends of your old sleep shorts.
You needed to change.
It wasnât long until you could hear the faint sound of the loud music booming through the house, paired with the various cars that slowly started piling up in your driveway and along the side of the ride in front of your house, the party guests making their way to your place like clockwork.
You had changed into a pair of baggy blue jeans that hung low on your waist, and a simple white tank top hugged your curves in a way that looked like you put in way more effort that you actually did, wanting to keep things comfortable enough that you could slip out of it the second you wanted to dessert the place for the safe haven that was your bedroom.
The party was in fully swing by the time you made your way downstairs, a person filling up everyone single space as music blasted loudly throughout the entire place. You inhaled deeply, slipping past the growing sea of people to get to the kitchen, and get a drink.
Your eyes scanned the space as you stayed leaned up against the counter, red solo cup pressed against your lips as you babysat the mixture of liquid and soda, people watching as everyone around you became acquainted with one another, your drink making you grow warmer and warmer with each passing second.
Like a stroke of luck, you catch an empty spot on the once full couch. It makes you sigh in relief, once again slipping past the bodies in your house to catch it before someone else does, which you thankfully do. You plop down onto it, bringing your cup to your lips as you rest your head against the back of the couch.
You didnât even realize how drunk you were until Jesse, one of your brotherâs old friends plops down next to you with a loud sigh. The second he was next to you, the strong smell of weed was filling up your lungs, you swore you felt the tiniest bit high from the smell alone.
âIf I so much as smell a blunt, your tv is gonna grow legs and start walking awayâ he groaned out, making you stifle a laugh.
The sound catches his attention, the man turning his head to look at you, his hazy expression slowly tugging into a smile.
âNooo way. I remember you! Youâre Derekâs little sisterâ he gasps out, which makes you hold back a laugh before you nod.
âI am in fact his sisterâ you confirm.
To be frankly honest, youâd known Jesse since high school. He was pretty close with Ellie and Derek, he was actually the only one out of the group of gremlins that was actually kind to you whenever they were all around. However he was currently so far gone, he could barely remember that you two already knew each other.
âMaaan I havenât seen you in so long! He didnât tell me youâd be hereâ he chuckles softly, bringing his hands to his face as he groans softly.
âIâmâŠIâm sorry Iâm so high right now. I can barely thinkâ he apologizes, the man visibly melting into the couch as he lets his hands fall down beside him, staring off into space.
You giggle softly as you shake your head, bringing your cup to your lips as you take another sip of your drink. âYouâre fine JesseâŠthe companies niceâ you nod before you rest your head back against the back of the couch, allowing Jesse to carry on with his belligerent complaints.
You were so consumed with Jesseâs rather entertaining word vomit, that you barely noticed a certain someone eyeing you from the other side of the couch.
Ellie had been there the entire time, too high and too drunk (like your brother said sheâd be) to even notice you had taken a spot at the end of the couch. It also didnât help that she had her current summer fling splayed across her lap, her lips pressed to the girls mouth as they practically swallowed each otherâs faces whole.
And she wouldnât have noticed you either, had it not been for the familiar sound of your giggle ringing through her ear, barely audible over the sound of the loud music booming through the house.
At first she thought she was hearing things, ignoring the noise and carrying on with working her tongue against the girlâs against her. However the second time she heard it, it was paired with a low groan that she could only recognize as Jesseâs, and once she heard that? She had no choice but to break her lips away from the girls, instead allowing her to work her lips against her neck.
The image of your head resting against the back of the couch, looking up at Jesse as his face seemingly lays inches away from yours, your eyes twinkling in the dim light of the room, the edge of your solo cup resting against your pouty bottom lip as you listen intently at whatever Jesse is sayingâŠ
Makes Ellie want to punch a fucking hole in the wall.
Because what the fuck is Jesse doing talking to Derekâs little sister? Why the fuck does he think itâs okay to make you laugh that way when everyone knows youâre off limits? The unspoken rule being something everyone had to followâŠ
No matter how pretty you got as you grew up.
Ellie suddenly canât pay any attention to the pretty girl on her lap, her grip on the girls hips tightening with anger as she watches you smile lazily at Jesse, the drink in your cup clearly making you far too soft and pliable to be talking to someone like Jesse.
Thereâs suddenly a fire burning in her, one that begs for you to look up and see what sheâs doing, see that she has a girl on her lap that isnât you. She wants you to see her kissing the girl, gripping her hips and positioning her however she pleases.
Ellie feels the need to make you jealous
But you never do. Ellie watches the both of you for what feels like an eternity, and you donât once look up and lock eyes for her, not even for a second. Sheâs sure youâre obvious to the fact that sheâs even there, far too consumed with whatever the fuck it was that Jesse was telling you, which couldnât be anything good of course, it was Jesse of all people.
The girl on her lap is getting antsy, tugging at the bottom of Ellieâs shirt, slipping her hand underneath it to run along the skin of her hips, lips itching up her skin to get back to Ellieâs mouth, anything to have the attention that has suddenly been locked into something else.
Ellie doesnât budge of course, her stone cold gaze stuck on you across the chair, a few feet away from her as Jesse chats you up,
She doesnât even know why sheâs staring. She canât pin point why seeing you do something as simple as talk to someone else makes her blood boil to the point where she feels fucking light headed. All she knows is that she canât take her eyes off of you, not when your attention is so dead set on someone else.
The girl on Ellieâs neck whines softly, her hand coming up to grip Ellieâs chin, pulling her down to finally lock lips with her. It makes Ellie groan, and to the girl it probably sounded like a groan of approval, a sign that Ellie liked that she was taking what she wanted from her. In reality, it was Ellie being fucking annoyed.
Ellie kisses her hard, trying her best to shut her up and keep her satisfied so she can break away and keep an eye on you.
You sigh softly, lifting your head a bit to turn and look down into your cup, noticing it had become empty in the span of talking to Jesse. While doing that, you realized how drunk you had gotten from the drink you made, a lazy giggle leaving your lips as you shook your head towards Jesse.
âIâmâŠway too drunkâŠI need to go to bedâ you sigh out, resting your hand Jesseâs thigh as you give him a gentle pat. âTry to sober up before you go home if you do end up leavingâŠ.was nice seeing you Jesseâ you smile at him, only receiving a soft groan of agony before he lazily waved you off, making you giggle softly before you got up off the couch, stumbling a bit before making your way around it to go upstairs.
As you round the corner, oblivious to Ellieâs presence, you donât at all notice the way her eyes trail your path even as her lips work angrily against the girl in her lap.
Or the way she breaks the kiss once youâre out of view, pushing the girl off her lap as her legs begin carrying her up to follow you. âIâll be right backâŠâ she mumbles out to the girl, completely ignoring the way she scoffs once she realizes Ellie was following another girl.
She slips past the crowd of people as she trails close behind you, watching as you fail to even realize the way certain eyes follow your path, eyes that donât belong to her, eyes that have filthy thoughts behind them, only fueling her anger further.
Itâs like a shark stalking their prey. Youâre a dumb, innocent little fish with not a care in the world, happily swimming around other little seat creatures as an apex predator slowly sticks onto your tail, following you to your demise. Youâre bouncing around, giggling softly as you stumble over your own feet, so stupid from the liquor you had, youâd barely even noticed Ellie was following you.
Soon, youâre up the stairs and in front of your bedroom door. You reached up, standing on your toes to get to the little key you left on the top of your door after you locked it before going downstairs, ensuring no one would so much as think to use your bed as a hook up station.
You opened it up, sighing softly as you closed it behind you, moving over to your drawer to grab the pajamas you had folded earlier, wanting nothing more to change into them and get some much needed sleep now that the alcohol had settled in and warmed up your entire system.
Ellie hears you humming softly to yourself as she opens up your door. She isnât even entirely sure what her motive is with this, why she felt the need to follow you all the way up to your room, and to on top of that walk in. It wasnât like you were in any sort of danger, you werenât out on the street late at night all alone, or even at a party at a strangers house. You were a smart girl, even going as far as to lock your door before and after leaving to go downstairs.
Not smart enough to lock it before Ellie could come in though.
You frown softly when you hear your door open, fully prepared to start screaming for your brother the second some creep tried to come in to your room.
You donât have to though, because the second you realize that itâs Ellie standing at your door and not some fucking weirdo, you let out a small sigh of relief.
Which quickly turns into panic once you realize that itâs Ellie standing in your doorway.
âEllie? What are you doing here?â You question the girl, your eyebrows furrowed in confusion as you let out a soft sigh.
You can hear it already, the way Ellie is gearing up to degrade and berate you for even thinking it was okay to come out of your room and down to the party. You mentally prepare yourself for the nasty things sheâll say, for the way sheâll go above and beyond to ensure you never even think to come down and attend another one of hers and your brothers parties ever again.
But she doesnât speak, not immediately at least.
You watch as she crosses her arms over her chest, tattooed forearms making her look all the more intimidating. Her eyes roam your bedroom as she slowly steps in to take in more of the space after she closes your door behind her.
âItâs nice in hereâŠyou shouldâve stayed putâŠwould have worked out better for youâ she hums out, her tone a bit too casual for the bite that her words manage to get out of you.
It makes you sigh softly, bringing your hand up to rub against your forehead before you speak up. âIt was Derekâs idea, okay? And I was barely even down there. I didnât even talk to anyoneâ you explain to the girl.
She raises her eyebrows, green eyes settling on you as she watches you in surprise.
âDidnât talk to anyone hm? Then what the fuck were you doing with Jesse? Huh?â She barks out, the level of her voice making you flinch.
If you were confused before, this has you in shambles. Your frown deepens as your eyebrows furrow, watching the girl before you quickly speak up to defend yourself.
âWith Jesse? Ellie IâŠwe talked for maybe thirty minutes? And all he was telling me was how much he was greening out IâŠare you serious right now??â You shriek out, watching as the girl slowly made her way towards you.
She ignores your explanation. âDo you know how fucking desperate you look? Clinging on to mine and Derekâs friends?â She spits out, her tone growing angrier and more vile with each word she utters.
And sheâs getting closer to you the more she speaks too.
âItâs fuckinâ pathetic. Youâre fucking pathetic. Donât you get tired of this? Isnât this boring to you?â She questions, tone dripping with annoyance and anger as she keeps going, keeps pushing you.
You donât think youâve ever seen her like this. Sheâs fuming with something you donât recognize and it makes your eyes widen, lips parting slightly as you try to find the words to say before they quickly close once she continues on with her nasty words.
Thatâs wide eyed look on your face lights a fire under Ellie that tells her to keep going.
Sheâs right in front of you now, her nose inches away from yours as she lets out an unamused chuckle, a soft smirk on her face.
âYouâre such a fucking slutâŠyou know that? Begging for attention from your brotherâs friendsâŠ.â She hums out softly, her pink tongue slipping out of her mouth to wet her lips slowly. You can barely stop yourself from your eyes shifting down to watch the way she does it, only earning a soft chuckle from the girl.
âDid you go to him because you saw I was busy baby? Is that it?â Her tone is still taunting you, but itâs softer, her voice barely above a whisper.
Suddenly you feel her strong hands snake their way around your waist, pulling you slowly but harshly against her body, making you gasp softly at the sudden and foreign feeling of her body pressed against yours, all of it consuming you too much to even register what it was she was accusing you of.
Her eyes are taking in your features. Your eyes, your nose, your lips, as if she were silently begging you for something you couldnât completely give her, something more.
âIf you wanted me, all you had to do was askâ she sighs out softly.
And itâs like you arenât even there anymore, because once she says that, her lips are pressed against yours in a hot, needy kiss.
Your eyes widened at the feeling of her lips on yours. For a minute you even questioned if you were dreaming, because surly there was no world where this would be happening, one in which Ellie would be kissing you.
You gasped out softly, trying to break away from the girl to ask what exactly it was that she was doing, but she only takes this as an advantage to slip her tongue into your mouth.
The feeling of her wet tongue against yours has you melting, your eyes fluttering shut as suddenly any and all questions and concerns you previously had disappear from your head, the only thought present being how good it felt to have Ellie kissing you.
You finally get a moment to speak when you feel Ellie break the kiss so that her lips could trail down your throat, licking and sucking your skin as her hands grip your hips tightly, fingers rubbing against the exposed skin between the hem of your shirt and the top of your jeans.
âEllieâŠwhat are youâŠâ you manage to get out between moans, enjoying the feeling of the means girls lips against your throat far too much.
âShut upâŠjust shut the fuck upâŠâ her words are muffled against your skin.
You can feel her walking you back towards your bed, allowing her to push you back onto it and crawl over your body once youâre both there. Thatâs when her lips attach themselves back onto yours, her hand coming down to skillfully unbutton your jeans, which gives her a chance to cup your pussy, feeling your arousal soaked panties.
She smirks against your lips, the pads of her fingers pressing against your clothed clit as she gives you a hum of approval.
âWet already? Over one little kiss? God thatâs patheticâŠâ she chuckles out softly as she degrades you for it, which somehow only sends more warmth shooting down your core.
âItâs alright babyâŠIâll take care of you..â she hums softly against your lips before she starts kissing down your body.
Her lips swirl your nipples over the fabric of your tank top, the material growing wet with her saliva. Itâs strange because the feeling is almost more erotic than if she were to do it with your top off. Maybe itâs how eager she is for it? For whatever it was she was planning on doing to you?
You had no idea. But you knew it felt good.
She does this until sheâs settled between your legs, your denim jeans already long gone, her eyes zeroed in on the growing damp spot on your panties. Youâre propped up on your elbows, watching closely as the girl who you were convinced hated you, stares down at your pussy like itâs her last fucking meal.
âYouâre soaked babyâŠfuckâŠâ she sighs out, her tattooed hand coming up to slowly run her index and middle fingers along your slit, the feeling alone making you gasp out before moaning for her.
That makes Ellie smirk, her stormy green eyes flickering up to catch your expressions as her fingers circle your clit slowly. âYeah? You like that donât you pretty girlâŠyou want more?â She questions, her voice so soft and sweet, yet dripping with the urge to tease and humiliate you.
It was so confusing, because you didnât know what it was that you wanted. Youâd grown to view Ellie as someone who disliked you, deeply in fact. You always saw her as a figure of hate and annoyance towards you rather than someone who could ever in their wildest dreams be in this current situation with you.
But it felt so good, it felt so fucking right to have her settled between your legs, her fingers circling your clit slowly, making your head spin, making you feel so dizzy you felt like youâd cry if your aching pussy didnât have some form of attention from her.
âAnswer meâŠâ she practically growls out when you take too long to respond, her dark eyes growing even darker as she awaits your confirmation.
Her tone along breaks you out of your thoughts, and before you can even think all of this through, consider the consequences that will follow a drunk hook up with Ellie?âŠ
Youâre nodding like a fucking bobble head.
âWant it so bad EllieâŠpleaseâŠ.please touch meâ you practically beg, hips bucking for the attention you craved.
You didnât even for a second stop to think what her motives were. Ellie was mean, and she could be really fucking mean when she wanted to. Whoâs to say this wasnât all a sick joke? One that sheâd laugh at hysterically just to get you to say you wanted her, weaponizing the way you begged for her in any instance she could use to keep you in line.
âGood girlâŠrelax babyâŠIâll make you feel real good..â she hums out, her gentle words tugging you away from your intrusive thoughts.
Her fingers tug your panties to the side, an audible groan rumbling from her chest as she finally gets a glimpse as your soaked core.
âFuckinâ look at thatâŠpussyâs practically drooling for me babyâŠJesusâ she sighs out softly.
For a moment, you think sheâs going to leave. Because in the dim light of your bedroom, you watch as she pushes her fingers into her mouth. You watch her with a confused frown as you hear a small click, paired with a gentle buzzing sound.
But once Ellie finally latches her mouth to your pussy, you can feel the foreign feeling of a tiny ball in the middle of her tongue vibrating against your clit.
You donât even have time to fully register what the actual fuck is going on, a loud gasp leaving your mouth as your eyes go wide for a moment before they flutter shut.
Ellie had a vibrating fucking tongue ring
The feeling has you moaning loudly, your head falling back as your back arches, feeding more of your throbbing cunt into Ellieâs mouth, which only makes her moan loudly against your sensitive core.
âFuck! Ellie oh my god! FeelsâŠh-huhâŠ.feels sâgoodâ you gasp out, words broken up with huffs and moans as you struggle to speak.
You want to kick yourself for not noticing it moment ago when she had her tongue playing against yours, the feeling of the smooth ball lapping against the inside of your mouth, only to begging vibrating once she settled her mouth on your pussy.
Sheâs just as fucked out as you are when you finally look down at her, her eyes fluttered shut in what could only be viewed as pure bliss as she licks and sucks your pussy like a woman starved. The image alone makes you reach out and tug a fistful of her hair into your hand, keeping her close as your hips began grinding against her face.
âYeah..rightâŠf-fuckâŠright there Ellie!â You moan out as her hands come up to hold onto your hips, guiding you, urging you to move harder and faster against her mouth.
Begging you to use her.
Your eyes flutter shut as the familiar feeling begins to settle into your lower half, your legs growing numb, hips getting sore as you chase the high that was growing deliciously close every second Ellie worked her skilled tongue on your pussy.
You arenât sure youâve ever felt anything like it. Between Ellieâs fantastic performance with her tongue, and the vibrating tongue ring, your head begins spinning as your orgasm grows closer in an embarrassingly quick amount of time.
âEllie IâŠI canâtâŠyouâre gonnaâŠmake meâŠâ you warn her, your eyebrows furrowed as you stare down at the girl, only to see her giving you an encouraging nod as she suckles your pussy, making sure the little ball on her tongue is working your clit in the most perfect way so that the vibrations can drive you where you need to go.
That alone has you crying out, back arching almost painfully as you cum hard on the girls tongue.
Sensitivity chases soon after, a soft whine leaving your lips as the girl laps up your arousal, tongue ring still buzzing against your tired cunt, making you shy away from the warmth of her mouth.
She chuckles at that, giving your clit one final kiss before she pulls away and reaches into her mouth to click the tiny machine off.
âDid so good for me babyâŠtook everything that I gave youâ she praises you as she crawls up your body, humming softly as her hand comes up to gently hold your face before she kisses you, letting you taste your arousal that lingers on her tongue.
You moan softly into your mouth, head still swirling with a million questions you had for her, all of which she silences with the slow and sensual lapping of her tongue against yours.
She does this as she pushes you back onto your bed, letting you rest against your pillows before she tugs your blanket over both your bodies, her tongue lazily playing with yours as she practically lulls you to sleep with her kisses.
Or so you thought.
Because soon enough, sheâs breaking the kiss, crawling off of your body as she tugs the blankets off of hers. You frown as you sit up a bit, watching as she adjusts her hair and her clothes in your mirror, crouching down a bit before she turns to leave your room without another word.
âIâŠyouâre leaving?â You question softly, confusion and exhaustion laced within your words.
Ellie snorts once she turns around, the back of her hand coming up to wipe away anymore of your juices that might have still lingered on her lips.
âYou thought I was gonna stay with you? Seriously?â She chuckles out softly before she slowly makes her way back to you, leaning down as she gives you a teasing pout.
âMaybe next time princessâŠI have someone waiting for me downstairsâ she winks at you before she swiftly leaves your bedroom, leaving you there with a shocked look settled on your face.
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Good Luck Charms
pairing: kenji sato x reader
summary: Kenji has misplaced his earrings and refuses to leave without a pair. so you loan him a pair of yours
an: I wrote two blurbs involving his piercings bc I couldn't decide which one I liked more. one where he wears yours (this one) and one where you wear his (here!)
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âHey, baby, have you seen my earrings? I canât find them,â Kenji called out from the bedroom.
âHave you checked your nightstand?â You asked as you walked into the bedroom to see him looking around frantically for his lost jewelry.
âTwice. Iâve looked all over but I can't remember where I put them. Only that when I put them down I told myself I'd definitely be able to find them there.â
You chuckled, knowing the feeling all too well. âWhy donât you just go without them? I doubt anyone will be looking that closelyâ
He looked scandalized at the mere suggestion. âI canât go without them because Iâm hotter with my earrings.â
âKenji, you'd still be hot in a burlap sack. And who exactly do you need to look hot for, hmm?â
He smiled slyly âFor you obviously. Canât let people think my girlfriend has bad taste.â He shot a conspiratorial wink at you.
âWould you like to borrow a pair of mine?â You offered.
He thought about it for a moment before nodding. You walked over to your jewelry box and he sidled up next to you, browsing through your collection. He picked up a pair of chunky hoopsâa far cry from his usual studsâand held them up to his ears. âThese are definitely the ones,â he joked, mirthful laughter bubbling from his plump lips.
âOh, for sure,â you said, sarcasm dripping from your words but your giggles from his antics still seeping through.
He set them back down and watched as you dug for a more suitable pair. âWhat about these?â He asked, pointing to a much more modest pair this time. They were a favorite of yours, ones you wore often. âIt'll be like having you there with me,â he said, a soft smile settling on his face.
You melted at his sappy words. How could you possibly tell him no? You gave him permission to wear them, and he excitedly ran to the bathroom to put them in. When he came back out, the small jade studs were secured in his earlobes, the wide grin on his face displaying how pleased he was with his choice.
He walked up to you and leaned down for a kiss. âThank you,â he said sweetly.
âConsider them good luck charms,â you said. âNow get going before youâre late.â
He swooped in for one more kiss before rushing out of the bedroom to make it to his interview on time.
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âSo, Ken, a lot of your fans, especially the women, seem to be very fond of your jewelry, but they canât help but notice you donât wear a ring. Is there any special lady in your life? I'm sure theyâd love to know,â the interviewer teased.
Kenji chuckled, knowing that you were without a doubt watching this interview live from the comfort of the living room. âThere is,â he replied. He brought his hands up to finger at the delicate jewelry in his ears. âThese belong to her actually. She has wonderful taste. I mean, she must if sheâs dating me, right?â
-â-
You heard the crowd laugh at his response, a grin of your own spreading across your face. The show went on a commercial break shortly after, and you decided to get ready for bed while waiting for Kenjiâs gorgeous face to once again grace your screen. You entered the bathroom and stood in front of the sink, opening the medicine cabinet to grab your dental flossâbut something else caught your eye. Lo and behold, there, on the bottom shelf, were Kenjiâs missing earrings.
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looked for stars and i found a supernova !!!
*à©â©â§âË in which it takes a random song drop and a feature from a university student for their relationship to come to light.
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for when it became true, opposites do attract. Ë àŒâĄ âïœĄË
social media au // charles leclerc x fem!sargeant!reader
warnings - language
author's note - i am SO sorry i have no explanation for not posting except for the fact that i am now unemployed (i finished hs and don't start college till like august) and i just do Nothing the entire day. i love u all thank u for sticking around <3
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-> charles_leclerc ?
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charles_leclerc silently working on our own little crafts in the same room tonight, queen? â€ïž
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Teach Me
Aemond Targaryen x female reader smut (Rhaenyra & Harwin Laenor Velaryon's daughter)
After your family gathers in King's Landing for Maelor's name day celebrations, tensions build between in more ways than expected. A lesson in High Valryian from your uncle Aemond causes a mutual infatuation to bubble over.
w.c: 9,398 (i know)
c.w: SMUT 18+ , targcest (uncle & niece), NO use of Y/N, oral (m & f receiving), afab reader, foreplay, unprotected p in v sex, the slowest of slowburns to ever exist, mild aemond angst, but also kinda soft aemond(?), fluff to finish ofc, small implied age gap, reader is briefly mentioned to have Srong features, pet names (in high valyrian), use of High Valyrian all translations in text as it is spoken (E.G "Rytsa Skorkydoso glaesÄ?" (Hi how are you?)) (i didn't translate these everytime bc i used them a lot so: mandianna = niece (child of your older sister), iÄpa = uncle), pls let me know if i've missed any
a.n: so this came from a post i did the other day, and @sinistersnakey9419 gave me the idea for this fic and it had me giggling and kicking my feet fr. also, this took me like a week to write because i kept adding more plot teehee.
dividers: @saradika âĄ
It was a week into your families stay at Kingâs Landing. The Red Keep was a familiar place, but it was no Dragonstone. Your Grandsire, King Viserys, had made it his wish of his for his family to be together to celebrate Maelorâs name day which was to be a multiple day affair. And he meant all of his family, regardless of the fabricated tensions that divided you. As Rhaenyraâs second eldest and only surviving daughter, you felt an unspoken pressure to help maintain the peace between the brothers of the family. One side couldnât help but torment whilst the other was quick to defend his family by any means. You missed being back on Dragonstone, but this was an exciting place to be. Days were filled with activities befitting of a young lady, and you enjoyed spending time with your Aunt Helaena â both of you appreciated a sisterly figure from within each other. There was one presence you couldnât quite understand. Aemond. Your uncle had watched you closely since you first arrived, it had been a time since you had both seen each other. He had grown into a very tall and incredibly handsome man; he was more pleasing to the eye than he should be. His large frame and equanimous demeanour loomed over you, even from the other side of a room. His gaze stuck upon you like a hound tracking game. You couldnât help but assume, like most other members of his side of the family, he held nothing but judgemental distain for you and your brown-haired brothers.
The mornings were always the same, Viserys had wished for you all to break your fast together daily. That had started to dwindle until the King had heard of it and demanded you eat together regardless of his presence. It was going about as well as it had the past week, Aegonâs head in a cup, Alicent on edge at every second.
âThe maesters have been helping us with our Valyrian.â Spouted Lucerys, he was sweet, too sweet and sensed a smog of tension over the room. Rhaenyra smiled, appreciating your brotherâs attempt.
âLet us hear it then.â Daemon announced leaning back in his seat.
âRÄbagon se gerpa kostilus.â (Pass the fruit please). Lucerys seemed impressed with his statement, Daemon seems confused for a moment before leaning forward and sliding the dish of grapes over towards Luke. A short scoff was heard from across the table, Aemond sat casually, smirk laden on his lips.
âSomething the matter, Uncle?â Jacaerys spoke through slight gritted teeth. Aemond raised a hand in a defensive motion, smile still playing at his lips.
âWhat my brother wants to say,â Aegon peeled his face up from the tablecloth and took a swig of whatever was in his cup at this hour, âIs that your âHigh Valyrianâ sounded more like Old Ghiscari.â Lucerys smile faded as he looked to your mother for reassurance. You sighed, looking down at you half-finished plate as yet another verbal disagreement erupted between the men in your life. You rose to your feet with more haste than you anticipated causing your chair to wobble and crash onto the stone floor behind you. The room fell silent, and you felt everyoneâs eyes burning into your skin.
Your gaze remained vacant, lingering on the table, âMay I please be excused.â You were embarrassed: of your outburst, your familyâs inability to get along, your unclesâ comments. Mostly due to the fact they were right, Lucerysâ nor Jacaerys High Valyrian was perfect, and it just added to the rumours that spread about your family. Your mother had barely spoke an âof courseâ before you took your leave, nails digging crescents into your palms.
Leaves rustled beneath your feet as you paced the grass of the Godswood, it was always a small sanctuary of peace for itâs quiet and empty nature. You closed your eyes and let the sun beam down on your face, if you imagined hard enough you could feel the cold breeze from your balcony at Dragonstone. A harsh snapping of a twig pulled you from your thoughts, your head shooting up towards the direction of the disturbance. Aemond stood a few paces away from you, palm raised in a surrendering motion. You released a breath you had been holding onto, bringing your hands together to fiddle with the clasp of your bracelet. âI did not mean to startle you, Mandianna,â He took a stride closer towards you, hands clasped behind his back. âYou caused quite a scene. For a princess.â Your eyes stayed fixated on the ground beneath the two of you. This was the first time you had ever been alone with Aemond, and he was being agreeable? It was hard to deny how beautiful he was, even just from the stolen glances towards him. You knew about sex, parts of what it entailed. From a few detailed paintings to the small snippets you overheard from the younger handmaidens. You hadnât spent an awful lot of time thinking about it apart from when conversations of finding you a match came around. That was until this week, something about being around Aemond meant fighting away thoughts of him a regular occurrence.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, you picked up your chin to meet Aemondâs stare. It was softer, and more inquisitive than his usual piercing gaze. Your stomach dropped as thoughts of him bending you over and fucking you right here in the Godswood clouded your mind, how his hands would feel over your body, his tongue across your neck and between your thighs, how it would feel him sliding â âKeli jiĆraton aĆha Ängos byka genes?â (Cat got your tongue little mouse?). You felt heat rising towards cheeks and across your chest as you tried to mask your raised heart rate. You were pretty sure Aemond couldnât read your thoughts, but the small smile that played at his lips made you feel otherwise. Something about your close proximity, the way you could make out each detail of his face, and his intoxicating smell had muzzled you. Lips parted to respond but nothing came out. You felt helpless in the best way possible. âA Velaryon princess who canât hold a High Valyrian conversation, you disappoint me Mandianna.â Aemond turned on his heel, briskly walking towards the woodâs exit.
Maybe it was the need to please, the burning between your thighs, or the fact he was no longer facing you, but the words escaped your lips before you could even process what you had said, âTeach me.â The small wave of confidence dwindled when he turned his head back to face you.
âTeach you?â
âTeach me what you think I should know, IÄpa.â You didnât know how he would respond, nor did you know how you wished for him to respond. Aemond raised a brow and smiled to himself, your small use of High Valyrian and how your statement could be interpreted in many different made him intrigued to see where this would lead.
âTomorrow evening, after supper. Meet me in the libraryâs reading room.â Without needing a response, he once again made his way out of the wood, leaving you flustered and equally excited, yet dread filled.
As supper slowly began to drew to a close, your excitement manifested in a small bobbing of your leg. Actual conversation rang out between small groups on the table, Lucerys and Helaena had included you in thereâs but all you could focus on was keeping your thoughts clear. Everything about Aemond drew you further in his lips softly against his cup, the way his index and middle finger tapped along to the quiet music that had been played, but most of all the way he would catch you watching with a satisfied smile. You partially walked back to your chambers, before feigning forgetting a ring behind at the table, and insisting to your mother and Daemon that it couldnât wait until morning. Part of you wondered if you shouldnât have lied, there was a simple explanation: getting lessons in High Valyrian from your uncle Aemond. Except this would not go over well with your immediate family. For you could hold a conversation in High Valyrian, it was Aemond you couldnât speak to specifically. You were actually quite proficient in High Valyrian, not as much as youâd hoped to be but a whole lot better than your brothers. Whether it was common tongue or Valyrian Aemond rendered you speechless, and now you were willingly walking into a situation where he had complete control. You knew for certain how much you longed for him, but other than glances you couldnât figure out what he truly felt. Part of you wanted to be under him at every moment possible but if he didnât feel the same, if his glances were all a trick, youâd be ruined.
After stepping through the library, you took one final breath before opening the heavy oak door to the reading room. It pushed open with a small creak to reveal Aemond sat at the desk, tattered book in hand. âI thought you mightâve gotten cold feet,â he closed the book and softly placed it on the table, âCome take a seat.â He arose, pulling the wooden chair beside him out from the table, allowing you to sit down. You nodded your head slightly before taking a seat, smoothing out any creases in your dress. Taking a moment to examine the reading room in the dark, you noticed the two brass cups and a wine jug, along with numerous High Valyrian scriptures and books with plain parchment and a fresh quill. Aemond himself was wearing his usual attire, except his black coat had been unbuckled a few straps, and the sleeves rolled up to his elbow. You swallowed, eyeing the wine. Everything seemed real of a sudden. You werenât used to drinking wine, especially alone at night. Sensing your nervousness, Aemond picked up a cup and placed it in front of you, âJust because it is my drink of choice for the evening,â he poured a small amount into his own cup, âDoesnât mean I expect you to partake, Mandianna.â You paused for a moment before shaking your head ânoâ and sliding your cup away. âVery well, read this out for me, I want to hear what you can do already.â He relished in how you squirmed when he was close to you. You looked down at the papers in front of you, âAegon the Conqueror, The High Valyrian Scripturesâ. You knew all about Aegon the Dragon, but the words escaped you as Aemond stood behind you, left hand atop your chair, right hand holding up his weight on the table. You felt a few strands of his long hair tickle your shoulder, the closeness of him made you feel as if you could burst. âGo on then, read it.â He said, almost a whisper. His lips were so close yet still too far, you could feel the warmth of his breath when he spoke but not the softness of his lips on your skin. This is the type of torture that scribes should mention.
âAegon I Targaryen iksin se ÄlÄ« Äeksio hen sÄ«kuda DÄrÈłti se-â (Aegon I Targaryen was the first Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and-). You paused as Aemond moved from behind you to stand beside the table.
âI didnât say stop.â His firm tone excited you more than you wanted it to.
âse dÄrys va se DÄmalion Äegenko.â (and king on the Iron Throne). You continued, looking up to Aemond for approval. He nodded before gathering up the papers from in front of you and holding them in his hands. Puzzled, you turned to face him âBut-â
âToo easy, you know how the story goes, tell it to me in High Valyrian.â Aemond looked pleased with himself as he sat back into his own chair that now faced yours.
You looked down at the floor for a moment, before continuing âZiry kithsair bÈłre hen sÄ«kuda DÄrÈłti se-ziry se-â (He conquered six of the seven kingdoms and-he a-nd-). Yet again, your words escaped your lips as Aemondâs gaze wandered over your body, free to visually devour your form now you were not in the company of others.
He inhaled sharply and rose to his feet, âValyrio Eglie iksis iÄ kostĆba udrir, se Ädruta sagon spoken hae mÄre. AĆha udra issi nÄkostĆbÄ, ao Èłdragon tolÄ« rÄpa. Eman daor drÄ«ve geptot naejot dohaeragon ao byka genes.â (High Valyrian is a powerful language and must be spoken as one. Your words are weak, you speak too softly. I cannot help you little mouse.) His words came at you fast and rather harshly, you hated the effect he had on you, and you hated how he judged you for it. You searched his face for something more, surely all of this was not over, the yearning looks, the candlelight, the wine, did it not mean something more? As your mind raced you looked towards the floor and wished it would envelop you. Aemond sighed, and placed the scriptures that you had read from under your chin and used them to lift you face up towards his. Your brows furrowed slightly as you looked up at him standing over you. âYou donât understand do you Mandianna,â He chuckled softly, tilting you head to his will. âNyke would qogralbar ao Äva ao could gaomagon daorun yn ilagon isse ñuha baer mirre tubis byka genes.â (I would fuck you until you could do nothing but lay in my bed all day little mouse.) He dropped the scriptures onto the table, taking his leave with such haste that you felt he air pass by through your hair. Once his footsteps dissipated you felt as your jaw went slack. The wetness grew between your legs as you squeezed your thighs together, attempting to relieve some of the mounding pressure.
Your heart thudded in your chest like a drum, you swiftly shut the door to your chambers and tried to steady your shaky breathing. After shedding yourself of your dress you made your way to the vanity and undid your hairstyle of the day. As your fingers worked between your hair you imagined Aemondâs large hands making their way through it, your fingers delicately glided across the crook of your neck before resting upon the warmth of your chest. If Aemond wanted to play games then you would gladly oblige, except this time you knew he wanted to play.
Your reading was interrupted by the ever-persistent Kingâs Landing ladies in waiting, youâd usually grumble except it was the first day of Maelorâs name day celebrations and you were taught the importance of good first impressions. Today would be important as Lords and Ladies of every great house would be there and you were yet to find a betrothed who was approved by the heir to the iron throne, your brothers, and Daemon, who once sent a young lord away teary eyed with embarrassment. You smiled to yourself as the ladies working on you bickered between what way to style your hair for the occasion. âWhat about something mostly up, with a few small braids, and the red gem hairpins? I think thatâll match the dress I picked out for tonight.â They glanced between each other, smiled, and got to work on your dark hair. Part of you was filled with excitement, it had been a while since you had an excuse to dress up, and it was even more thrilling at the thought of catching Aemondâs attention over all the other Ladies present. As the late afternoon rolled around you were finally considered presentable to the guests in the great hall. You eyed your reflection, your hair lifted to expose your neck and clavicle, dark fabric fitted to your shape with delicate blood red beading sewn into the neckline and down the sleeves finished with your gold jewellery pieces. Just as the ladies were about to leave you had an idea, âWait! Do you have any of the rose perfume oil?â You spoke with a smile. A few knowing glances were shared between the two eldest ladies as a younger one brought over the small crystal bottle before dabbing a small amount on each wrist and on either side of your neck.
The rest of your family waited beside the towering doors of the great hall, âFinally, I thought weâd all starve.â Joffrey spouted with a huff earning a short laugh from Lucerys, a half shove from Jacaerys and a raised brow from Daemon. Your mother waved them off and placed her hands either side of your upper arms, âWhat a beautiful young woman you have become, my sweet child.â Rhaenyra looked upon you with great admiration as always. You smiled and squeezed her hand as you all stood together as the doors were slowly pulled open. You could feel your heart beating in your ears as the chittering in the room slowly dissipated and all heads turned to face you all. You bore a brave face following after your parentâs movements down the steps and towards the Kingâs table. After greeting the king, you were all seated, the family had grown rather exponentially since Rhaenyraâs wedding to your father Laenor which you had heard many stories about. You sat towards the outer curve to one side of the table, and out of the corner of your eye you saw Aemond, already watching you. So not to give him the pleasure of your gaze, you made conversations with your family next to you.
A short clearing of a throat pulled you from your conversation with Jacaerys, âI am Jorick Lannister, your graces,â He bowed his head towards you, âI was wondering if I may have the honour to ask the Princess to a dance?â He flashed his best smile at you.
You looked expectantly to your mother and Daemon, âIf you wish to, then go dance.â Rhaenyra grinned, she gently touched her own elbow against Daemonâs, and he muttered something about there âbeing worse choices in the roomâ. You stood up from your seat, perhaps a bit too eagerly and walked around to the side of the table where the Lannister stood. He extended his hand, palm up towards you and lead you down the few steps to the crowd of dancers. You stood a pace apart and looked at the man in front of you, he was certainly handsome, dark blonde hair that waved towards the nape of his neck, gentle grey eyes. As you looked into them something caught your eye behind them. Aemond was alert, not sat in his usual laid-back posture with his cup resting in his hand on the arm of his chair. He was sat forward, stiff as a statue and boring daggers into the back of your dance partner. You swallowed as you saw the grip he had around his cup; it was solid metal but from the look on his face alone it could crumble. The music swelled as Jorick took your hand in his and placed his other upon your waist.
As you both moved across the floor, he leaned in to speak to you âHow are you enjoying the capital princess.â Jorick spoke above the music.
âThereâs a certain beauty to it, but Iâd be lying if I said I didnât miss Dragonstone.â You spoke with truth.
Jorick chuckled, âAh yes, it is the perfect home for a dragon. I do believe you would grow to like Catserly Rock your grace. Itâs no island but the coastline is just as harsh, I miss the sound of it when I try to sleep somewhere new.â
You heartily laughed at his statement as he twirled you in a circle. âI have said that ever since we got here! But no one else seems to understand it.â While he laughed and agreed in return.
Meanwhile at the Kingâs table, Aemondâs jealousy bubbled harshly. Already did he have a hard time resisting taking you into his arms and treating you as you deserved, but watching another man, a Lannister at that, hold you the way he wanted to, enraged him. He counted the guards in the room to simmer his anger, but then imagined fighting them off as he cut down every person between you and him and taking you into an embrace. He was completely and utterly enamoured with you, ever since he watched you climb off of your dragon from a tower of the Red Keep. Gone had the child he knew as a babe himself and was now replaced with a woman who plagued his thoughts. Your darker hair that framed your face, eyes that crinkled when you laughed and held so much emotion, the way you smile brought him an unmanageable amount of joy. He couldnât hate you, no matter if he tried. At this moment, he wished for it to be simple. That he wasnât your motherâs brother, that he was just a Lord of some other house, dancing with you and holding you close. A world in which he could have you, touch you, without bearing the reprehensible disappointment of his mother or the feeling of his heart being crushed right in front of him. He had once and for all had enough after the 6th eager meek had hovered around you after each song had finished to ask for your hand. Aemond rose to his feet and made his way to you on the floor with large strides dipping in between the guests. Queen Alicent watched him with worry, he wasnât known to dance or partake in many festivities like these.
You parted ways with your last dance partner and smiled as you were approached by yet another Lord, âMy princess, I am Erich Baratheon and I would love the honour of-â He started before being cut off by the sudden appearance of Aemond: heâd brushed past the suitor on his was to you, not harsh in any sense but it definitely took you both off guard.
The broad Baratheon was dwarfed by not only the Targaryenâs height, but his mere presence also. âPerhaps is it my turn for a dance, Mandianna.â The request seemed so lewd and intimate coming from him, despite it being what would otherwise be an innocent dance between family.
âI was just asking the Princess for a dance. Perhaps you may dance with her after?â The Baratheon mustered his bravest voice, a touch deeper than it had been a moment ago. Aemondâs gaze lingered on you a moment longer before he turned his head round and down with a rather dramatic tilt to amplify the inches between the pair. From this angle you could fully admire his jawline and neck. You imagined kissing across his sharp jawline, travelling down to his throat. At this moment you were so overcome with lust you imagine grazing your teeth against it and biting gently just to release some tension. After a very short stare off on the Baratheonâs end, âPerhaps not, uh- goodnight, Princess.â He had turned to walk away before even finishing his sentence, leaving you and Aemond face to face on the floor.
âThat wasnât very proper of you, uncle.â You spoke above a whisper, struggling to hold back a small laugh.
âLuckily itâs not so expected of me.â His face bore a small smile. An actual smile instead of a sly all-knowing smirk.
âI didnât take you for a dancer either.â
âWell, someone had to put a stop to the herd of sheep begging to stomp on your feet all evening.â You couldnât help but chuckle in agreement. Some of the Lords had been nice, decent dancers, with something to say. Others spent their time ogling your exposed skin or asking about your inheritance. You could not deny as conversations lulled between some of them, you imagined you were in the arms of Aemond instead. As the music began to swell, he offered you his hand which you gladly accepted whilst his other hand tentatively made its way to your upper waist. As he led the dance, he never looked away from you, it felt as if you were slowly melting into him. Able to ignore the few judgemental looks and quiet whispers from the people around you and just focussing on the man in front of you.
Back at the Kingâs table, your interaction had not gone unnoticed. Alicentâs worry had faded, she knew you had always been a sweet girl. She looked over to Rhaenyra who had already been watching her to gage a reaction and the two exchanged a small smile each. âMother, are sister and Uncle Aemond going to get married?â Joffrey asked in matter-of-fact way, causing Rhaenyra to cough on the wine that she had sipped whilst Daemon chuckled and ruffled his dark curls.
Youâd made a mental note to thank the gods for the current song choice, a slower one. Your hands flush together as the two of you rotated and eyes never leaving each otherâs. As the end of the song drew close Aemondâs body moved behind you, left hand upon your waist and right taking your hand in his and intertwining your fingers. The latter part was not a usual for this particular dance. Your breath hitched in your throat as you could feel the strength of his torso behind you. âYou know uncle, I have been wanting more lessons in High Valyrian, I think a few more and we could really make some progress.â It wasnât 100% a lie, Aemond definitely could teach you some High Valyrian, but it was mostly an excuse to be in private with him again.
âReally? Because you did so well last time?â You could practically feel the smirk on his face from behind you. âI know you can ask a lot nicer than that Mandianna.â You shuddered softly at the sensation of his voice so quiet, whispering into your ear. The music pace picked up as you glided across the floor, heart beating within your ears. As the instruments came to a halt, you felt a sense of weightlessness as Aemond dipped you and held you there, so low to the ground you felt the ends of your hair touch against it. You eyed him, brows raised and chest rising and falling, feeling fully in his hands.
âKostilus, Aemond.â (Please, Aemond) The words left your lips in a soft way that travelled straight down his spine. You could not identify the emotion that swept his face as he swiftly brought you to your feet and ripped his hands from yours. His eyes shut briefly, his hands flexing into tight fist, you were not sure what had happened. As you reached out for his hand he stepped back and kept his eyes to the ground before making his way to the exit of the great hall. You called out to him softly, but he soon disappeared in between the crowds.
Confused and a little hurt, you made your way back to your seat and looked at the remainder of your meal that had surely gone cold. You felt your motherâs hand rest upon yours, and you looked to her and smiled weakly. âWhere did your uncle go sweet girl?â She spoke softly and quietly, as to avoid bringing your brothers into it.
âHe mentioned that he had to go for something.â Your lie wouldnât have fooled a stranger, let alone your own mother, but she did not pry. She gave your hand a small squeeze and gave you the motherâs look of âIâm here if you need meâ.
Aemond briskly made his way down the corridors of the Red Keep. His hands met the roughened wooden doors to a balcony as he pushed them open and felt the chill of the night air cover him. It was not enough as he felt is blood burn hot, coursing through his veins and the sight of you in his arms. Your hair cascading down past you, exposing your neck, the way your breasts filled out your corset and raised with your breathing. That damned perfume you wore and how it mixed with your scent had been a drug to him this night. Your eyes that stared up at him like a doe and looked at him like he was a god. He couldnât help but remember your soft plump lips, the way they parted slightly when he looked your way, how you bit your lip whilst saddling your dragon and worst of all: how deliciously his name sounded coming out of them. He had not yet heard you say his name, but it being paired with such a submissive plead made it all the more torturous. He slowly breathed through his nose; head tilted back resting on the bricks. Aemond was too infatuated with you to ever hate your effect on him. His frustrations only grew greater the more he knew you. He was at a grand dinner, filled with every food and treat he could ever imagine, yet all he wished to taste was between your legs. He decided then and there on that balcony that his affections for you must go. âIt should not be so painfulâ He thought to himself, after all, you only had a few short days left in the capital.
The following day started even earlier, with the second day of the celebrations taking place in the gardens. You yawned into the palm of your hand and watched as the front side pieces of your hair were brought back and weaved into a delicate braid. âYou mustnât stay up so late princess!â The handmaiden fretted as she pulled out the dress you had chosen yesterday. You eyed it, before glancing towards the window to see the sun breaking out through the clouds, giving you an idea.
âIt looks like it could really warm up in the garden under the sun, I was thinking of wearing this dress instead.â You lifted the dark berry coloured dress up in front of your handmaidens.
âI think you may get cold your grace.â One of the younger handmaidens spoke eyeing the dress, after a harsh glare from the eldest maiden she continued, âBut you will look perfect no matter what!â She clarified with a nervous chuckle. You smiled at her in reassurance and allowed the cluster of ladies to dress you. Once they had finished arguing over minor details you stood back to look at your reflection. This was a dress you had never worn before, meant for particularly warm weather. It was an off the shoulder cut, that capped your upper arms with a tie. The dark coloured material was thinner than your regular dresses and the skirt flowed with any movement you made. After trying to sound as nonchalant as possible you once again asked for the rose perfume oil. After a few dots were dabbed on your wrists and neck, you thanked your ladies and placed the delicate bottle on the vanity. Once they had filed out you reapplied a few extra drops to your skin before dropping a small amount onto your fingertips and ran it through the ends of your hair. You looked beautiful, and hoped this would gain Aemondâs affections once more.
The garden party was a success from the get-go. Conversations bubbled, drinks were poured, and the food spread was something to marvel at. You were walking through the flowerbeds, arms linked with Baela, both of your laughs travelling from reminiscing on moments from your shared childhoods. âI heard you and Aemond caused quite the stir last night.â Baela giggled, nudging her elbow into yours.
âWord does travel fast in the capital,â You laughed. âAnd it was not a shared commotion, he was the one who left in a rush after we danced!â You reasoned with her; slight frustration apparent in your tone.
âAnd what a dance it appears to have been, theyâd be able to smell you from Pentos.â You frowned slightly, wondering if you had overdone it today. She turned to face you, placing her hand over yours. âI jest of course, anyone would be lucky to catch your eye.â Baelaâs smile was genuine and reassured your worries. You looked around the crowds of people once more, eyes fleeting from face to face. âHeâs still not arrived yet.â Your eyes met hers once again as you both burst into loud laughter.
After much convincing from Alicent and a more silent encouragement from approach from Helaena, Aemond was finally making an appearance at the garden party. He thought to himself âWhat could a child so young possibly want with such celebrations?â He justified his annoyance for his affections for you by dismissing the whole day, but being Maelorâs uncle he was expected to be there at some point. He was mere seconds into his arrival at the party before he overheard a distinct sound that made his heart sting. The familiar song of your laughter rang out from across the gardens. Every fibre of his being urged him to look for you, just to turn his head and see your face once more. Against all odds he kept his eyes trained on the floor and made his way to a quieter corner of the event in an attempt to go against his instincts and hide from you. He stood with his cup, fingers tracing across the details, a few feet away from the largely untouched array of desserts.
You grew frustrated as you looked around once more for your uncleâs presence. âDrink this, itâll relax your nerves.â Baela handed you a cup with a dark red liquid in the bottom of it. âI know, wine isnât for you, but this one is sweet! I think youâll like it.â You nodded and took a sip, there was a slight burn as you swallowed it, but the fruity taste overtook it, and you nodded in agreement with her. As Baela and Jacaerys began talking intently you decided to have a look the foods on offer. You took another sip of your wine, the sweetness made you crave the sugared fruits the cooks always put out after dinner. After glancing over each table filled with every animal you could think of, cooked in every way. Your eyes made contact with a cake that was almost the size of you. Peering round the corner of the tent your eyes spotted something even more tempting. Aemond stood to himself, brows furrowed and finger lightly tapping against his cup in slight sync with the distant music that played.
âUncle! I thought you were not going to make an appearance.â You tried to hide your excitement as you stepped into the tent and faced him. He seemed taken aback by the sudden presence of someone. His gaze shot up from the floor and lingered on your body, fleeting from your face to the way your dress fitted your figure. Just as he thought heâd mustered the strength to speak a light breeze rustled through the gardens and cascaded through your hair. âThat damned floral perfumeâ he thought to himself as he tried to hold his composure. After taking in her appearance once more, he noticed something unusual.
âI didnât think you to be a wine drinker.â He spoke to you, his jaw clenched stiff.
You giggled slightly, âMe neither! But this one is Dornish, itâs a lot sweeter.â You took a step closer to him and held up your cup to him. âWould you like to taste?â You looked up at him through your lashes.
âYesâ, He thought. âNo.â He answered bluntly, âThank you, no thank you.â His Adams apple bobbed in his throat as he answered, and you tilted your head slightly.
âWell, thereâs plenty if you change your mind.â You smiled at him and turned towards the desserts table, various cakes, fruit pies, candied treats, decorated the large table.
You placed your cup and traced your finger across the end of the table eyeing the selection, you spotted your favourite sugared fruits. âI love these!â You exclaimed as you made your way over to the selection: cherries, berries of all kinds, plums, and peaches. You selected one of the peach slices and looked towards Aemond to find him watching intently. You popped the slice in your mouth and closed your eyes and exhaled a small âmmmâ. You eyed the remaining sugar on your thumb and index finger. You looked into Aemondâs eye and popped the tip of your finger into your mouth and sucked the crystals off and releasing your finger with a pop. Â He muttered a short âgodsâ to himself as he watched you round the table, another piece of fruit in hand. You faced him and held out the small piece of fruit. âYou should taste it for yourself Aemond.â Something changed on his face, he looked down at you and slapped the fruit out of your hand and grabbed you by your wrist and led you out of the tent into the empty corridor nearby. âUncle, Uncle!â You protested quietly once you were led far enough away to not be heard by guests.
âLet go,â you demanded, pushing his hand away. You eyed him as he turned away from you, breathing steadily, hands balled into fits. âWhy have you dragged me out here?â You exclaimed in a hushed tone.
âWhy have I?â He turned to face you, âWhy have I?â He roared, stepping a pace towards you. Stepping backwards you felt the stone walls hit your shoulders. âIt is you, you who has poisoned my thoughts ever since you got here, you who has made even existing in the same room as you arduous yet being away from you nearly impossible. You danced with every fool this side of The Narrow Sea and even then, you could not keep your eyes on them and not me. Calling me by my name. Now today-â, He furrowed his brows, remembering the sight of you in that tent. âGods.â He whispered, running a hand over his face. âDo you really wish to torture me so?â He looked up at you, fragments of defeat washing over his face.
You pushed yourself away from the wall, taking a step towards him leaving an impossibly small gap between the two of you. âNyke pendagon bisa iksin skoros ao jeldan hen nyke, IÄpa.â (I thought this was what you wanted from me, uncle.) His jaw remained tense, as slight confusion washed over him. You rose to the tips of your toes to whisper to him, âHen aĆha byka genes.â (From your little mouse.)
Without hesitation you felt his large hand cup the side of your face, his other snaking around your waist, the force of it pinning you towards the wall. His fingers brushed down your face, resting beneath your chin. His thumb tentatively ran across your bottom lip. Aemond leaned down to the side of your face, âTell me to stop, tell me to stop and I will walk away.â His breath fanned over you; lips grazing against your neck. It took all of your efforts to not crumble beneath him.
âÈČdra daor keligon.â (Donât stop.) Your breath was shaky as Aemond brought his face to yours. You placed a hand against his chest and leaned up to kiss him before a rumble of distant laughter reminded you both of your current location.
He grabbed your hand from upon his chest and led you down the winding corridors of the Red Keep, your slippers tapping twice as fast on the floor to keep up with his long strides. As you both climbed the spiral staircase towards the chambers, voices rang out on the floor in front of you. Aemond brought you both to a halt, keeping his back against the wall and pulled your back towards him to avoid detection. âWhy did we st-â You started before feeling his large hand covering your mouth. He whispered a small shush into your ear. A heat spread across you face feeling a large bulge in his trousers, just above your ass. Once the footsteps had completely disappeared, he climbed the rest of the stairs, hand still firmly gripping yours. His spare hand pushed open the heavy door with such urgency, crashed against the wall beside it. He pulled you into his chambers, almost pulling you off your feet before only breaking eye contact to close and lock the door behind him.
He stepped towards you, unbuckling his jacket from the top. âTell me to stop.â He once again commanded.
âNo.â You spoke so quietly you werenât even sure it had left your lips, but Aemond had definitely heard it. He pulled you close, keeping your bodies flush and brought a hand to your hair, pulling you closer. Your eyes fluttered closed as you felt his lips graze yours slightly before delving into a deep kiss. You struggled to keep up with his desperate pace at first, feeling overwhelmed a gasp left your lips in an attempt to catch your breath. Aemond pulled away ever so slightly before planting a small kiss to the side of your mouth and kissing across your jaw.
âTurn around,â He whispered. You did as he instructed and turned your back to him. His hands gathered your hair and looped it over your shoulder. His hands traced down your back to the satin ties of your dress, before undoing the bow. You felt as his pulled your dress down your arms, down your torso and heard it drop to the floor in a light whoosh. You felt exposed, this was your first time in just your undergarments around anyone other than your handmaidens, and a man at that. His hands moved to the lacings of your corset, undoing each loop as his eyes consumed every inch of new flesh he saw. He tossed your corset to the side and pulled the rest of your undergarments off, and your arms instinctively crossed your chest. Grabbing a hold of your hand, he pulled you around to face him once more. A low groan escaped his lips at the sight of you before bringing your face to his in a deep kiss. His body led you to the foot of his bed, your back hitting one of the towering bedposts.
You let out a small gasp as his lips left yours and latched onto your neck. His hand came to your jaw and tilted your head back to look up at him. âIvestragon nyke skoros jaelÄ.â (Tell me what you want.) His voice sent a heat that spread across your body.
âI want you to-â You started before he cut you off, fingers gripping your hair slightly.
âDaor.â (No.) He eyed you, thumb tracing your jawline.
You realised what he was requesting. Your brain sped through thousands of scenarios you couldâve imagined before settling on one. âObĆ«ljagon.â (Kneel.) You spoke with all the confidence you could gather. His typical smirk returned to his lips as he scanned your face. He was not sure what he had expected you to say, but it certainly wasnât that. A welcomed surprise, he sank to his knees in front of you. You watched as his lips peppered small kisses across your hips, running his hands up your thighs. He parted your legs and lifted your leg up and over his shoulder by the back of your knee. You gripped the footboard of the bed to steady yourself. An almost growl left his lips at the sight of your pussy mere inches away from his face. A sharp gasp left your lips at the feeling of his large fingers spreading your wetness from your core to your clit.
He brought one of his fingers to his lips and sucked the tip of it, watching your face intently. âMmm, all this for me?â He grumbled rubbing the inside of your thigh at a painfully slow pace.
âYes- Kessa, syt ao.â (Yes, for you.) You felt your pussy clenching, aching to be touched. His fingers moved to your pussy, teasing your folds before starting to slowly rub circles across your clit. You let out a moan, desperate for more. A smirk painted his lips, watching you in this state. Surrounded by the plush of your thighs, your small moans filling his ears, watching your nails dig into the footboard just to cope with the sensation. His middle and third finger slid down from your clit to the entrance of your pussy.
Your eyes opened and mouth parted to question the lack of contact before you felt his two fingers slide inside of you. You let out a loud moan at the foreign sensation. He worked his fingers in and out of you at slow pace, admiring as he watched them disappear into you, stretching you out and covering them in your slick. He left small kisses on your inner thigh, keeping his eye on your face. âMore,â You pleaded in between moans. Aemond considered teasing you further, before giving into your request. His sped up his fingers pumping inside of you, increasing the tightening in your lower stomach. He admired your face screwed up in pleasure for one more moment before latching his lips upon your clit. A loud âfuckâ left your lips, and even you were partially surprised by the vulgarity of your language before all you could think about was Aemondâs tongue. He alternated between furiously licking and sucking your clit as his fingers pumped at a rapid pace inside of you. Your other hand moved up the bed post, gripping it for dear life as the man beneath you pleasured you. Your hips involuntarily bucked into his tongue as your moans grew louder and more frequent. A moan that left Aemondâs lips vibrated across your clit pushed you over the edge. You cried out his name and felt your pussy clench around his quick fingers. He continued to thrust them inside of you and delivered a few final licks to your clit, only stopping when your legs began to quiver. He slowly removed his fingers from your pussy and planted a final kiss on your clit, earning a shiver from you. He wiped the wetness from his chin with his cotton shirt before moving your leg off from his shoulder and rose to his feet and held his hand upon your waist sensing your wobbliness. He raised his fingers towards you admiring the wetness that coated them. He brought them up to your lips and you opened your mouth, feeling them run over your tongue towards the back of your throat. You sucked them clean, watching his expression from beneath your eyelashes.
Despite how hungrily he had attended to you, he looked at you like he was starved. âBetter than any of the sugared fruits down there.â He gestured towards the window, and you blushed at his remark. Never had you been filled with such desire; you had just reached your peak on Aemondâs tongue, yet you needed more. His hand collected yours, as he led you over to his bed. His lips once again found yours as he pushed you towards the edge of the bed. The backs of your knees hit the bed and you plopped down. His lips left yours and you looked up at him expectantly. His fingers gripped the ends of his shirt before lifting it off of his head and tossing it with the rest of the discarded clothes. You eyed the definition of his chest, down his stomach and his arms that landed either side of your head, pushing you down onto the bed until your head hit the pillows. His lips latched onto your neck and eagerly kissed down your chest between the valley of your breasts.
âYou do not know how much I have dreamt of this,â His large hand travelled up your side to cup your breast, his hand playing with the plumpness of it before his thumb ran over your nipple. âMoaning my name, naked in my bed, all needy for me.â His tongue traced the perimeter of your nipple before taking it into his mouth, massaging it with his tongue and earning another moan from you. Those moans that could sustain him for the rest of his life he was pretty sure.
âI also dreamt of you.â You spoke meekly, almost hoping he wouldnât hear. He raised his head from your breast, brow raised.
âAnd what did you think about little mouse.â His smirk radiated off of him. You dreamt of him. The tightness in his trousers had become almost unbearable, but he needed to hear your sweet voice talking about him.
âI was touching you, a-and you were enjoying it.â You spoke, interrupted by a moan or two from his touch stimulating your nipples. He hummed a small âmmmâ in response before he moving off you and laying beside you, back propped up against the headboard. You turned to your side and looked and him inquisitively, his hand rubbed slowly over the bulge in his trousers and your mouth fell into an âoâ shape. He patted the bed next to his hips and you knelt facing him, unsure of what to expect. His hands reached for the tie of his trousers before you reached out and placed a hand over his. âWait!â He looked at you with a hint of concern before you continued, âCan I try? And you tell me what you like along the way?â His jaw stiffened for a moment before he moved his hand to tangle in your hair and bring your lips to his.
You pulled your lips away from kiss and moved to kiss his neck. You started tenderly, mirroring how he had kissed yours as your hand slid down his chest towards his trousers. His breathing became more uneven as your hands touched him. Your hand fumbled with the tie of his trousers, struggling to undo it before you removed your lips from his collarbone to concentrate on the tie. He watched as your brows furrowed together, he felt as if he could finish at the sight of you. Beautiful and naked, trying so desperately to get into his pants. You finally undid the tie and looked up to Aemond with a sheepish smile, âI am not used to trousers it seems.â You giggled, and it seemed by reflex he planted a kiss on your lips.
âDĆna.â (Sweet) Your cheeks burned with his affection.
Your fingers looped over the hem of his trousers, and you pulled them down along with his undergarments as he lifted his hips slightly. Your stomach dropped at the sight of him, his cock was large and red at the tip. You froze for a second â the paintings and stories had not prepared you as well as youâd thought. You watched as his hand came to his cock and pumped it slowly a few times. His free hand reached for yours and replaced it with his own, âJust like this.â You followed the movements he had previously made, concentrating on trying to make him feel good. A small hiss brought your gaze back to his face to see his eye squeezed shut and hands gripping the sheets beneath him. You slowly increased your movements, enjoying the feeling of his cock in your hands, as you noticed a bead of precum spill his tip. Working on instinct you leant your head down and licked your tongue in a broad stroke across the tip of his cock, tasting him in your mouth. His eye immediately snapped open, âDonât-â He groaned.
âSorry I-, I thought it would feel good like it did for me when youâŠâ You trailed off searching his face. He panted, bringing your face to his. He placed his hand over yours and continued pumping his cock indicating for you to continue. He rested your forehead against his and inhaled deeply.
âIt does feel good, great even, much too good.â You watched him confused, if it felt so good, why couldnât you do it? âThe difference between you and I, men and women, you may finish as many times as you please.â His voice travelled over you like honey, his free hand sliding down your stomach and rubbed his two middle fingers over your clit. âI may only once, for now, and I intend to do it in your sweet pussy.â His fingers ran small circles over your clit causing a flurry of moans to leave your lips. Your hand continued to run up and down the length of his cock, but it was hard to think straight when Aemond touched you.
âCan I feel your cock inside of me too?â Your question was genuine, if not laden with lust. It was all Aemond needed to hear before his hand reached your hip pushing you onto your back. He kissed you, hungrier than ever, barely giving you chance to keep up.
âMirros syt ao.â (Anything for you.) He said in between kisses. He spread your legs apart, eyeing your soaking cunt, and stroked himself a couple of times before leaning over you, elbow resting beside your head. You felt as he ran his cock up and down from your clit to your core, a low groan leaving his lips. âRemember to breathe deeply, DĆna.â (Sweet). You nodded, unsure of what to expect. Aemondâs weight shifted, and you gasped as his cock slowly slid into you. Your brows furrowed as the slight discomfort slid away and was replaced with a new pleasure. His cock bottomed out, and you reached your hand to his cheek, pulling him in for a desperate kiss. He slowly started thrusting, the pace was painfully slow, but he was determined to make you feel good. As his pace picked up, his cock continuously hit a spot in your pussy that his fingers did not, causing a rather loud moan to escape your lips. âMazemÄ ziry sÄ«r sÈłrÄ«.â (You take it so well.) His praise caused a familiar tightening to start to form in your stomach.
âI love the way you feel.â Your moans filled his ears, fuelling him to go faster. His hand free hand snaked between your bodies and found your clit once more. His thrusts pounded into you, as his fingers diligently worked at your sensitive clit. The headboard begun to crack against the wall with each movement, not that either of you noticed. The quiet but delicious moans that left Aemondâs mouth were enough to ride towards your peak, the coil in your stomach tightening as you gripped your nails into his back. âFuck! Aemond!â You exclaimed. His large cock filling you up and his fingers playing with your clit caused your orgasm to wash over you, feeling yourself tighten around his cock. His thrusts became quick and erratic as you rode out your high and his groans growing louder and more animalistic as he finished inside of you.
He panted, dropping to his elbow, and planting a small kiss upon your cheek, before pulling out of you slowly. You groaned at the loss of the fullness, missing the feeling of him already. Aemond lay beside you, pulling you by your hips to have your back against his chest. As both of your breathing slowly returned to normal you felt a small shiver run across your body, now aware of the breeze through the window. Aemondâs hand came up and ran up and down the length of your arm and pulled you close. âIs it possible to remain here all day.â You sighed, cuddling the blankets in front of you.
Aemond chuckled, âIt is not our name day.â He planted a small kiss upon your shoulder. âBut I do think people may notice both of our absences.â He spoke softly, with a small amount of his serious tone peeking through. You groaned, liking the feeling of being in Aemondâs arm, in his bed.
âAemond?â You questioned, turning slightly to face him. He hummed a âhmm?â in response, opening his eye. âKessa gaomÄ bona run lÄda aĆha Ängos arlÄ« gĆ Ä«lon return naejot se rĆ«klun?â (Will you do that thing with your tongue again before we return to the party?). A playful smirk returned to his face as he shifted above you on the bed.
âVa moriotâ (Always).
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an overture of indulgence (joel miller x f!reader oneshot) 18+
summary: it's been a long time since you've seen joel, and some things have changed, but a lot has stayed the same. namely, how quickly he can still get you on his knees for him, ready to show him exactly just how much you like what has changed about him.
warnings: 18+, smut, post-outbreak, jackson joel, d/s relationship dynamics, pet names (baby, babygirl, sweetheart, sweet girl, etc), body worship, belly kink, talk of weight gain, belly riding, m/f masturbation, lil bit of humiliation kink, lil bit of edging, reader is an adult but age otherwise unspecified, reader is shorter than joel and has hair long enough to grab, let me know if i missed anything :)
word count: 4.3k
a/n: just fuckin outing myself left and right these days huh. idk what came over me with this one. started this late last night and here it is now. belly enjoyers rise!!!!!!! nice comments/reblogs appreciated if you enjoyed <3 you can't kink shame me bc i like getting bullied so now what. also i avoided daddy kink for once in my life please clap. i know iâm spoiling yâall this weekend donât get used to it.
divider by @saradika
â...Joel?!â you shout, your leisurely walking pace quickly turning into a hurried jog as you leave Tommy behind, making a beeline toward the man you would swear on your life is Joel Miller. A small handful of years ago now, he was kind of your boyfriend, kind of not, kind of something else more complicated and unlabeled, because who can afford to put a label on anything in times like these?
Joelâs head turns in your direction at the sound of his name, and as soon as you spot that crooked scar across the bridge of his nose, youâre certain itâs him.
âHoly shit, I canât believe it,â you half-cry, throwing your weight into him as you wrap him in a tight embrace. Heâs much taller than you, but you still managed to knock him off his balance a little. He envelops your whole body in one of his signature, all-encompassing hugs, and itâs like no time has passed at all.
The two of you had ended whatever it was you had on good terms, no hard feelings or animosity shared between you. It was just hard to maintain any kind of relationship in a world like this, and trying to nurture romance in the Boston QZ was much like trying to grow a rose garden in toxic, radioactive soil. You can put as much care and effort and something like love into it as you have in you, but the circumstances will just never allow it to reach its full potential. The end of your ârelationshipâ was mutual, but that didnât mean it didnât hurt. Especially when he had disappeared one day without so much as saying goodbye.
When you had stumbled upon Tommy and a group of patrollers in the snowy forest outside Jackson just earlier today, you were alone, tired, and losing hope that this rumored safe haven even existed at all. You had heard crackles through the radio in the QZ about the community, and even though it sounded too good to be true, what else did you have to lose anymore? After months of travel and survival and pain and hunger, youâd never been so happy to meet a bunch of strangers in the woods in your whole life. You didnât hesitate to get on the back of Tommyâs horse, and let him lead you to the sanctuary they spoke of.
As he was giving you a tour, proudly showing off their electricity, running water, fresh food, and clean houses, you had started to look forward to what the future may bring, for the first time in a long time. You could never have imagined youâd ever run into Joel again, that this is where he had ended up, of all places. And now here the both of you are, bodies pressed as tightly together as possible, breathing in each otherâs familiar scents and never wanting to let go again.
Joel is the first to break the embrace, grasping your head in his large hands and frantically searching your face for any sign that he could be dreaming, that fate hasnât really brought you back together again after all.
âJesus Christ, itâs really you,â he breathes, and you swear his voice breaks just a little bit as he presses his lips to your forehead, closing his eyes as he does.
When he blinks them open again, he meets Tommyâs gaze, whoâs standing quietly a few yards back from where youâre having your sentimental reunion. Tommy gives an understanding nod, and gestures that heâll be waiting inside the communityâs dining hall, gathering that whatever this is happening between his brother and some girl he only just met, he shouldnât interrupt. Joel is grateful for many things today, one of them being the rekindled bond he has with Tommy, the other being how you somehow miraculously found your way back to him.
Small groups of other Jackson residents follow Tommy into the dining hall shortly afterward, and as the sun begins to set behind the mountains, Joel realizes it must be about time for dinner to be served.
He detaches his lips from your forehead, brushing some of your hair away from your face as he takes you in again. âYou poor thing, must be starvinâ I bet,â he wonders aloud, giving you a sympathetic look.
âKinda always am, just as a rule, but yeah,â you reply, trying to make light of your situation. Though, Joel doesnât seem to find the humor in it the way you do.
âLong as you stay here, ainât ever gotta worry about that again, thatâs for damn sure.â He runs his tongue across his lips as he finishes his sentence, already knowing that whatever meal theyâre serving tonight, itâll be some of the most delicious food heâs had in a long time. He suspects youâll feel much the same. âCâmon, letâs get you inside. Get you warm and fed for once in your life.â
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Your heart, your stomach, your soul, all feel full as you relax into the comfortable couch in the living room of Joelâs cozy home. He wouldnât even entertain the idea of you staying in an empty house all by yourself tonight, insisting that if youâd like some company while you settle in, you were more than welcome to his. He had let you spend as long as you wanted to in his shower, and he didnât mind if there was hardly any warm water left by the time you were done. He sure as hell wasnât paying the bill, and you deserved to feel truly clean. He can remember clear as day how he felt after his first Jackson shower, like he had stripped off a layer of grime he hadnât been able to scrub all the way clean in twenty years. He had gone to Maria to get you some clothes and underwear while you were bathing, and set them silently on the sink counter for you to put on whenever you were done.
And now here you sit, feeling full and clean and satisfied and comfortable and safe, watching Joel stoke the logs in his fireplace as it casts the whole room in a honey orange glow. You take a moment to admire him while he isnât looking, and even in the dim and flickering lighting, you can see heâs just as handsome as he was the last time you saw him. He looks older, with more gray in his longer hair and meat on his bones, the latter trait likely due to years worth of the hearty cooking you both indulged in tonight. He looks⊠good like this.
âIt really is nice to see you again, you know. You lookâŠâ you start, not being able to help the way your eyes wander to his soft lower belly, the way it pushes taut against his tucked-in flannel shirt and just barely spills over the edge of his jeans.
He turns his head away from the fire to face you. Youâre not very subtle in your staring, and he knows what youâre referring to right away. He huffs a light chuckle, trying to brush off the way he thinks youâre poking fun at him.
âI know, I know,â he acknowledges, placing a hand on his stomach. âBeen tryinâ to get Maria to give me some more patrol shifts, see if I can get some of the weight off. But hey, you try havinâ three square meals a day for the first time in twenty some odd years, see what it does to you, huh?â He pivots his attention back to the fireplace, and he seems to turn his body further away from you on purpose, so that you canât see the round profile of his tummy as much.
âNo! No, it, um⊠It suits you. I was gonna say you look good, actually.â Youâre quick in your reply, trying to make it clear that you didnât mean to offend him, without letting too much on.Â
He scoffs. âCâmon, you donât gotta flatter me, sweetheart. I know I donât exactly look the way you rememberââ
âJoel, will you stop?â you interrupt, your voice laced with exasperation. âIâm being serious. Do I look like Iâm making fun of you?â
He cranes his neck to look back at where youâre perched on the couch, and gives you a once over. âGuess not⊠Look a lilâ like somethinâ else, though, if I'm beinâ honest,â he says with a teasing smirk. And there he is again, the same quick-witted Joel you remember from back in the QZ.
You choose to engage in his banter, just to see where heâs going with it. âOh yeah? And whatâs that?â
He shrugs, beginning to mindlessly poke at the firewood again. âIf I didnât know any better, Iâd say you look like you might like it.â
Heâs just kidding around with you, trying to rile you up, youâre sure. But when he gets silence in return instead of the sound of you jumping to defend yourself with another playful jab, he turns to face you once more, and is met with your stunned expression.Â
âOhâŠâ Joel looks down at himself, then back to you again, just in time to catch your eyes flitting from his middle back up to his face. âWhat, you like âem big, sweetheart? âS that it?â
The truth is, you do, you always have. It was never a requirement, of course, as the guys youâd been with before Joel all had varying body types. But youâd be lying to yourself if you said that your eyes didnât linger just a bit longer on guys with a little more to them, with wider arms and thicker legs and a softer middle. Youâve never admitted your preference to anyone before, and Joel calling you out on it now has your face running hot, skin feeling prickly as he sees through you like youâre made of glass.
âI-I donâtâ I mean, I do, kinda, but not like that⊠Well, it is like that, I just meanââ You stumble over yourself, fearing youâve revealed too much, wishing you could rewind the conversation and just tell him it was nice to see him again, plain and simple.
Joel lays the fire poker down on the granite ledge of the fireplace, approaching where youâre sitting and cupping the side of your face with his calloused hand.Â
âSh, sh, stop, baby. âS alright if you do, nothinâ to be ashamed of,â he comforts, and it takes all the willpower you have left not to let your eyes drift down to his stomach, so close you could kiss it, if heâd let you.
âItâs just⊠I missed you. I thought about you all the time, wondered what ever happened to you after you left. Didnât even know if you were alive until today. Iâm just happy to see you⊠doing so well. To see that youâre healthy, and everything.â You swallow hard, hoping you sound convincing enough that heâll let this go, forget all about your little admission just now. But of course, Joel is as stubborn as heâs ever been, and he doesnât plan on releasing you from his trap now that youâre ensnared in it.Â
âThatâs sweet, baby, âs real sweet,â Joel says, softly, stroking his thumb across your cheekbone as he speaks. âThought about you too, all this time. Practically every dayâŠâ He rakes his eyes over you, noticing the way his touch has you starting to melt already, how youâre looking up at him with your wide, needy eyes. âWhy donât you show me just how much you missed me, hm? How much you love seeinâ me healthy, as you put it.â
Youâre stunned into silence once again, jaw slack and pupils wide as you search his gaze for proof that heâs just messing with you, making fun of you just to watch you squirm. But you donât find any.
âO-okay,â you agree in a half-whisper.
Joel smiles down at you, satisfied. âAll these years later, still just the sweetest thing, ainât you? You still just as obedient, too?â
You nod without even thinking, words catching up with your instinctual response a second later. âMhm, yeah, I amâŠâ You had forgotten how easy it is to submit to him, how good it feels to let the hypnotizing tone of his voice carry you somewhere far away from yourself, when you need it the most. Whether it was after a shitty day of working for shittier rations in the QZ, or after a harsh trek in harsher weather to a forested oasis, Joel always knows how to make you feel like submission is your most natural state.Â
âGood⊠Kneel for me please, sweetheart,â he commands, and you obey immediately, his hand slipping from your face as you slide from the couch onto the woven carpet beneath you. Like second nature, your hands automatically fold themselves on your lap, remembering how you were never to touch Joel until he permitted you to. He takes note of this, and praises you accordingly. âLook at that, didnât even have to ask. Such a good girl.â
Heâs so enamored with you, he almost forgets where he was going with this until he watches your eyes flash to the growing bulge in his jeans, then back up to him. âNot tonight, sweetheart. Was thinkinâ you could put that pretty mouth to use on somethinâ different this time, hm?â
You knit your brows together, not sure what he means, but he doesnât let you wonder for long. Slowly, he starts to unbutton his flannel shirt, starting at the top and working his way down. He tosses it onto the ground, then pulls his undershirt off over his head, adding it to the other discarded clothing. Without the confines of his slightly-too-tight button-up, you can see how much he really has filled out. Everything about his upper body is just a little more plush, with petal pink stretch marks adorning the soft skin in various places. You want to make it your personal mission to kiss each and every one of them, commit their exact coordinates on his body to memory.
There's a deep scar, you notice, to the left of his belly button, that has almost successfully disguised itself as one of those pretty marks. Itâs definitely new since you saw him last, and it looks like it hurt, especially with the evidence of how crudely it had been stitched back together.
âWhat happened?â you wonder aloud, worried eyes glued to the healed injury.
He has to peer over the curve of his belly to see what youâre looking at. âLong story. Happened on my way out here, after I left Boston. Nothinâ for you to worry about, sweet girl, hardly even hurt. Forget itâs even there, most of the time,â he answers, still with a dominant edge to his voice that does a mostly good job of convincing you itâs the truth.
âCan⊠Can I?â you ask, waiting to receive his permission before you move your hands from your lap.Â
âYeah, baby, go ahead,â Joel allows.Â
You reach out a small hand to gently trace over the raised scar, then press your lips to it with your hands splayed out on either side of your head, just barely pressing into his belly. He releases a soft groan, cradling the back of your head with one of his hands, applying the lightest amount of pressure to let you know this is where he wants to keep you.Â
âWhy donât you keep goinâ, sweetheart? Gimme some more lovinâ like that, know you wanna,â he encourages, and you think you get the idea now, what it is he wanted to put your pretty mouth to use for.
With his explicit permission to continue, you donât need telling twice. You move your face to hover just in front of his belly button, admiring the dense salt and pepper happy trail that sprouts from where his jeans push into his soft skin. You drag your tongue along the hair, nipping at the soft curve of where it disappears into the divot in his stomach. He makes a noise in response, half pained and half pleasured, but he doesnât stop you. Just for good measure, you place a kiss to the little blushing mark where your teeth had scraped him.
Almost of their own volition, it seems, your hands begin to knead at his stomach as you make good on your promise to yourself to kiss every single one of his stretch marks. You allow your tongue to dart from your mouth on the last one, and Joel sucks in a breath.
âOh, fuck. Forgot how good that wet lilâ mouth feels on me, sweetheart. Keep goinâ,â he says, voice coming out strained. His fingers curl tightly into your hair, and he begins to maneuver your face around his belly. You lave your tongue over his skin as he does, slicking him with wet, sloppy kisses. âYeah, baby, you fuckinâ worship it, show me how much you like me like this.â
Itâs a little humiliating, but just enough that you like the feeling. Youâre breathing hard and fast, letting out little whimpers as your fluttering cunt begins to soak your underwear. He brings your face to a stop at the most tantalizing part of him, the part that truly evidences how much more heâs allowed himself to indulge since settling in Jackson. The ample curve of flesh that just barely conceals the waistband of his jeans, the part youâve wanted to get your mouth on since you first saw how it strained the lower buttons of his shirt. You latch onto it, massaging the skin around it as you use your teeth and tongue to suck a mark into him.
A growl rumbles from deep in his chest, and he curses under his breath. âLike it that much, huh? Fuck, naughty thing, look at you.â
Youâre so fucking turned on, youâre shivering, rocking where you kneel and squeezing your thighs together in an attempt to get some kind of relief. You let one of your hands drift to the hard shape in Joelâs jeans, and it seems heâs enjoying this as much as you are. He spots your pathetic little squirms as you rut against nothing, and then heâs using his grip on your hair to pull you up from the floor.
âGot an idea. Up,â he commands roughly, and you detach your lips from his belly to obey his order. âGet these off, there we go.â He pulls down your sweatpants and underwear, helping you step out of them. âChrist, youâre soaked,â Joel teases, eyeing the sizable wet spot in your panties as he tosses them aside to join the other forgotten clothing. He reaches a hand toward the apex of your thighs, teasing your wet pussy and gathering some of your slick on two of his fingers. You let out a tiny yelp, but let him play with you, and then heâs bringing his fingers in front of his face and examining the sticky strings of your arousal when he spreads them apart. âAll this just from lettinâ you worship all this, huh?â he taunts, patting his stomach once for emphasis. âWhoâdâve thought? Not that Iâm complaininâ...â
He quickly rids himself of his jeans and briefs, then reclines onto the couch with a quiet groan, stretching out his body along the length of it. Your mouth waters at the sight of his cock, hard and leaking as it bobs against his belly, his precum adding to the dampness still there from your tongue. âCome sit, sweetheart,â Joel says, softly, motioning with both of his hands for you to come closer.
You grip a hand onto the backrest of the couch to balance yourself while you move to straddle him, prepared to sink down onto his length for the first time in way too fucking long. âUh uh, not there, baby,â he instructs, smirking when he sees how you hesitate in confusion. âTake a seat right here for me.â Again, he pats that most tempting area of his lower belly, and you just about fall apart at the sight of how his flesh ripples in the wake of it.
âYeah, there you go, good girl,â he praises, both hands gripping your waist as he helps you settle your weight onto his soft abdomen.
âI dunno, donât wanna hurt youââ you start, but he cuts you off swiftly.
âYou wonât, baby. Iâm a big man, ainât I?â he teases, flashing you a devilish and knowing smile. âGo on, sweetheart, ride it.â
You inhale a shuddering breath, then place both of your hands on his shoulders to hold yourself up. You start an experimental buck into his belly, and that trail of dark hair tickles your clit so perfectly. It takes a few tries for you to get the positioning and pressure just right, and then youâre truly riding him, using his full stomach to get yourself off while he watches.Â
âGod, thatâs good. Use it, baby. You love me bigger, love that Iâve been eatinâ so good, prove it to me, câmon,â Joel goads, and it spurs you on to grind against him harder, faster, as incoherent mumbles and curses tumble from your lips.
âLove it, Joel, you look so good, fuck. So fuckingâmmhâso big, makes me so⊠soââ
âI know it does, sweet girl, I know. Makes you fuckinâ soaked is what it does, god damn. You gonna get my belly all messy, hm? Gonna rub your lilâ cunt all over it, get me all fuckinâ wet?â
âUh huh, yeah, gonna⊠Iâm gonnaââ you whine, eyes shutting tight as your hips pick up their pace. You move your hands from his shoulders to place them on his stomach instead, grabbing at handfuls of his tummy in an effort to create something more solid to rub yourself against.Â
Youâre already embarrassingly close, the humiliating edge to your earlier worship having gotten you most of the way there on its own. So swollen and sensitive it almost hurts, you wonât need much more to reach your high.
âNot without me, you ainât. Gonna be right there with ya. You remember how we used to do it?â Joel asks, as if you could ever forget. Heâs referring to your many late nights, early mornings, in his bed or in a back alley or wherever in the QZ, where he liked to make sure you both finished at the same time. Youâd always be the first one to reach the edge, because heâd focus all his attention on getting you there before him, just to make you wait. It was never something punishing, just something he liked to do as an extra bit of control and dominance, and he knew it always made your orgasms that much more powerful and satisfying when he would finally permit you to let go.
With your eyes closed, so focused on your own pleasure, you hadnât noticed that he had reached behind you to start fisting his cock some time ago. But you can hear it now, the wet schlick of his hand moving up and down his shaft as he works himself. âHold it for me, sweetheart, I know you can. Keep rubbinâ your pretty pussy against me, jusâ like that, almost thereâŠâ
You mewl, screwing your face up as you force yourself to slow down your thrusts, muscles tense as you try to keep your orgasm at bay for as long as you can.Â
Thankfully, he must be worked up enough from seeing you fall apart for him so easily for the first time in so long, that his permission comes just a few minutes later.
âCome for me, babygirl, soak my fuckinâ belly, câmon,â Joel growls, and you fall forward immediately, twitching and spasming and crying out into the soft muscle of his shoulder as you ride out the shuddering shocks of your orgasm. He groans next to your ear as he comes, and you can feel the warm ropes of his own release as some of them land on your lower back. Youâre both wet, heaving messes, as you embrace each other for the second time today and work on catching your breath.
So exhausted from the day you had, you mustâve fallen asleep against his chest as you laid there, because then youâre being woken up by the dull scratch of his fingertips against your scalp and his familiar voice working its way through the thick fog that clouds your tired brain.Â
âYou alright, baby?â he asks, and you can hear that heâs smiling, amused at this sleepy little thing heâs got clinging to him.
âMhm, jusâ tired,â you answer, a barely-there mumble of a sentence.
âIâll bet⊠You wanna get cleaned up? Get all tucked into bed?â
You shake your head against his neck, and he chuckles.
âNo? Whatcha wanna do then, hm?â
âJusâ lay here. Missed you. Donât wanna let⊠goâŠâÂ
Your sentence drifts off into silence before the temptation of sleep allows you to finish it, but Joel gets the idea. He smiles to himself, kissing the top of your head, and hugs you closer. Both of you are still sticky and damp, but satisfied. And together again. And thatâs a hell of a lot better than the alternative.
So he agrees, and you stay like that for the rest of the night. Joel doesnât worry about whether or not he remembered to set his alarm clock for his extra patrol shift the next morning, or if heâll even hear it all the way from his bedroom upstairs, because it doesnât matter anyway. He has you, and you made it very clear tonight just how much you like him exactly the way he is.Â
Maybe, your rose garden can finally begin to bloom, now that the pair of you have somewhere safe and comfortable and healthy to try your hand at nurturing it again.
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espresso - lando norris
summary: y/n is a famous singer who also happens to be a massive f1 fan. when she mentions a liking for a certain driver, it's only fate that he tries everything in his power to get her attention.
a/n: no face claim! the outcomes/order of races are altered to fit the story, it's just a fun time!!
liked by oliviarodrigo, oneruel, pedri, and 1, 376, 227 others ynusername my new interview with wired is out now!
user64973 Stop you're gorgeous
user89322 do i wanna be her or be with her??
user09384 so who r u crushing on huh
ynusername it's a seeeecret đ€«
user44172 This entire vid is so chaotic omfg
user03638 Please let y/n enter her wag era
liked by user55736, user89842, user73903, and 10, 652 others user33973 HELLO???? LANDO LITERALLY LIKED THIS TWEET I'M CRYING
user98301 brother personally knows who y/n's next bf should be
user40440 HAHA NO LITERALLY
user34593 God please let this be lando shooting his shot after watching y/n's recent interview
user43982 NO WAIT UR SO FR BECAUSE SHE LITERALLY MENTIONED LIKING AN F1 DRIVER WHAT IF IT'S HIM??
user12871 lando and y/n đđ
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liked by oscarpiastri, lorde, gavi, and 782, 774 others ynusername what a race! lovely to see you again @ oscarpiastri, maybe aim for a podium next time though?
oscarpiastri I'd like to see you try in a f1 car
user49949 Wait is oscar the guy y/n was talking abt in that vid? user53004 i hope not, i love him and lily
user20833 Okay so did y/n and lando interract or not? đ
user61221 hot girls support mclaren (confirmed!) liked by ynusername
user89483 y/n slowly integrating herself in the f1 scene, we see u girl
liked by danielricciardo, logansargeant, ynusername, and 2, 459, 383 others landonorris A lot to learn from this weekend, but we keep pushing. Also great to meet a lot of new faces and the incredible fansđ§Ą
user58273 SORRY WHAT THAT SECOND PHOTO...
user89894 is the new face y/n perhaps??
mclaren Great weekend Lando! liked by landonorris
user92702 I genuinely tweak whenever u post bc u look so fine
user53982 not y/n liking this post đ
user66359 AND SHE DOESN'T EVEN FOLLOW HIM user98123 miss girl is stalking her crush i bet
user17263 please let this year be your year
user52209 Did anyone see his response to that post race interview?
user28732 YES AND HOW HE HAS HIS EYE ON SUM1
user87229 oh he trynna thirst trap (y/n) liked by landonorris
liked by lilyzneimer, oliviarodrigo, pedri, and 334, 938 others ynusername remember that one bitch ass ex I had? yeah well I wrote another song about him! 'feather' is yours now, but best enjoyed when you have an ugly, cheating, lying dick of an ex to think about. have fun with this one!! đ
lilyzneimer STOP I'M ACTUALLY DYING I WAS NOT EXPECTING OSCAR OMG I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING liked by ynusername
user82983 i was like wow normal post! and then boom. oscar.
oscarpiastri Okay that seems a little mean
lilyzneimer already on repeat
oscarpiastri Um excuse me???? Did you read the caption...
user68297 NEW Y/N MUSIC YESYESYES
user26321 omfg i've been waiting for an angry y/n song
user72639 this sounds really familiar?? song of the summer maybe?
ynusername ahhhh thank you bb
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liked by user58273, user98004, user63874, and 10, 376 others user44938 Y/N papped in Monte Carlo today! Rumours are circulating that she was visiting F1's starboy Lando Norris, however there is no official confirmation.
user99812 ohhh y/n we see you
user89283 Okay everyone shut up abt lando, let's take a moment to appreciate y/n's beauty omf she's gorg
user23294 I SECOND THIS !!
user12834 hmm i wonder why she's in monaco...
user48463 Y/N u ain't slick đ
user35273 she saw lando's story and ran straight to him
user16282 "how far u go for a sneaky link? I'd fly"
user52883 I know damn well she ain't in monaco for a holiday
liked by landonorris, gracieabrams, laufey, and 483, 995 others ynusername it's exactly like selena gomez's 2011 film
user73948 I KNOW LANDO'S HOODIE WHEN I SEE IT
user63762 ur the genuine it girl
lilyzneimer Monte Carlo reference, I love it liked by ynusername
user11928 landoooo
landonorris oooooo
user40948 oh hey lando user29830 Fancy seeing you here user73984 He wants her so bad
oscarpiastri I think I've seen that hoodie before
ynusername hmm i wonder where đ€·ââïž
user49283 girl saw his story and flew out IMMEDIATELY
user53984 y/n l/n wag era loading đđ
user92874 So pretty
liked by oscarpiastri, ynusername, mclaren, and 3, 469, 848 others landonorris Calm before the storm #raceweek
charlesleclerc Good to see you with some company
user76483 CHARLES HASFGUEH
ynusername omg invite me next time
user42761 Girl bfr we know where u were at
user52739 THIS IS SO FUCKING CUTE
user19820 y/n and lando are a match made in heaven
user82637 I wonder who you were hanging out with đ€
oscarpiastri Wow I feel like I've seen that girl before
ynusername me too
user61542 not lando soft launching y/n as if we don't know it's her
user82736 I mean technically we don't
user19823 @ user82736 No I think it is confirmed, she was heard on his twitch stream the other day
liked by landonorris, lilyzneimer, danielricciardo, and 1, 254, 982 others mclaren Our drivers and their partners after qualifying! Lando and Oscar will begin P4 and P5 respectively in Monte Carlo đ§Ąđ€
user82638 AND THEIR PARTNERS??? Y/N AND LANDO?
user52761 admin really said if they won't confirm it, I will liked by mclaren
user52839 Please lando and y/n are adorable
user82636 lily & oscar >>>
user48273 Sooooo they official...?
user27163 guys stop with this y/n x lando madness, i need a double mclaren podium
user82638 y/n really manifested her wag era huh
liked by ynusername, logansargeant, lilymunhe, and 3, 716, 372 others landonorris Monaco '24. Thank you to everyone who came out, and showed me support this weekend. I promise to be better next race. tagged: oscarpiastri & ynusername
ynusername my racer đ§Ąđïž
user62538 HELLO? user82776 i'm gonna be sick
mclaren Papaya boys! liked by landonorris
user72538 Y/N is so beautiful I can't even
user16529 HIS EYES
user52863 him hard launching y/n >>>>
user98276 This is MY victoria and david
ynusername omg we're definitely not as cool as them
user41752 i won't get over this ever
liked by landonorris, phoebebridgers, mclaren, and 967, 837 others ynusername i think i need to buy more orange clothes
landonorris I've already offered up half my closet to her...
landonorris nice shirt though đ
user62538 oh i'm living for their hard launch
lilyzneimer Welcome to the team!!
user22817 STOP THIS IS ADORABLE PLS WE NEED Y/N AND LILY CONTENT IMMEDIATELY
mclaren Our favourite pop star liked by ynusername đ
user52763 Y/N THE WAG YESSSSSS
oscarpiastri It's actually papaya
ynusername okay sassy man apocalypse lilyzneimer @ ynusername feed him to the zombies
liked by oliviarodrigo, landonorris, lilyzneimer, and 583, 872 others ynusername oh and btw, my new song espresso is out and it's a @ landonorris certified 'banger'. his words not mine. listen on all platforms now!!
landonorris She's working late cause she's a singerrr
ynusername haiii
user72637 y/n really walked in and said that she's the best lando ever had and ever will have
landonorris I mean it's true sooo
user62537 Okay lando I didn't know u had game like dat
lilyzneimer oh I love you
ynusername LILYYYYYYY i love u so much oscarpiastri I think our gfs are gfs... @ landonorris
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please let me know if you guys liked this! i love doing lando fics so much. as always, my reqs are open so feel free to drop suggestions!!
hereâs a cute oscar smau i just wrote
#lando norris#lando norris x reader#lando#lando norris x#lando norris x you#lando norris x y/n#mclaren#formula 1#ln4#mclaren f1#smau#lando norris f#lando norris f1#f1#f1 x reader#f1 fanfic#f1 imagine#f1 fic#f1 2024#lando norris fanfic#lando norris imagine#lando norris x oc#f1 x#f1 x you#f1 x y/n#f1 x female reader#mclaren racing#formula 1 fanfic#formula 1 imagine#quadrant
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