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wandaromanova · 3 years ago

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blurb of ceo!nat for thot hours? 😳🤌

(18+ Only) Warnings: mommy kink, light choking, sex in a workplace, degradation, strap-on use

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Natasha let out a sigh as she slammed her laptop shut. Seriously, her business partners were fucking morons and she couldn’t stand them sometimes.

She’d been emailing back and forth with one of her many partner companies all day. At this point, she didn’t even know what they were even talking about because they were that stupid.

Natasha looked up and smirked as you waltzed into her office. You were the redhead’s assistant and girlfriend of two years.

After being employed with Romanoff Enterprise, it didn’t take long for you to hit it off with your boss. However, you both managed to keep things progressional at work, until now.

Natasha stood up as you made your way over to her and immediately pulled you into a kiss. Surprised, but not against it, you reciprocated the affection.

The redhead pulled away and switched your positions, turning you around and bending your body over her desk.

“Nat, what are you doing? We’re at work!” You scolded as you tried to stand upright, but Natasha placed a hand on your back, preventing you from doing so.

“I don’t care. I’m the CEO. Everyone else can go fuck themselves while I fuck you.”

Natasha growled out at you as she pushed your pencil skirt up to your hips. She needed some stress relief and you were the perfect solution.

You heard the redhead unzip her pants and shove them down just enough for her strap-on to stick out. Natasha liked to pack while she was at work, it made her feel even more powerful.

“I’m gonna ruin your pussy, whore.” Natasha leaned her front against your back, practically laying on top of you.

She moved your panties to the side and pushed the entirety of her length into your pussy, giving you no time to adjust.

You and Natasha simultaneously moaned at the movement. It was a double-ended strap so you both could receive pleasure from your fucking.

Natasha began thrusting frantically into your cunt. Your breasts pressed against the wood of her desk as your body bounced on the furniture.

“Such a little slut. Your little pussy is still so tight no matter how many times I stuff it with my big cock.”

Natasha grunted into your ear before standing up straight and fucking into you faster. Her hands gripped your hips and pulled your body forward and backward to meet her thrusts.

You were moaning carelessly, not caring about the fact that you were both very much still at work.

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It’s not like you could get fired for misconduct when you were fucking the boss.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

Natasha was close and she wanted to come at the same time as you. So, she reached her hand underneath your body and rubbed your clit in tight circles.

“Come on bitch, cum for mommy like the desperate whore you are.”

At Natasha’s words, you let out a scream as you came undone, the redhead following right after.

Her office was filled with your combined moans and heavy breaths as you both came down from your high.

After a few minutes, Natasha pulled the strap out of your pussy. As you whined at the emptiness, the redhead pulled her pants up and pulled your skirt down.

You gasped as the Russian gripped you by the neck and pulled your body off of the desk. Your legs were wobbly, so Natasha turned you around to face her once more and held your waist to keep you steady.

“We should do that more often.” Natasha smirked as you stared at her with glossy eyes and flustered cheeks.

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“Definitely.”

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rcksmith · 4 years ago

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I want to do bad things with you — Five Hargreeves

Request: “6 from fluff and 4 and 8 from smut list for five hargreeves?”

Fluff Prompts:

6. “I’m going to marry you one day.”

Smut Prompts;

4. “Are you sure that’s what you want? I could really hurt you.”

8. “I don’t care how good it feels you’d better not cum until I tell you to.”

A/N: We not tolerate any pedophilia here !!

I write about Five with their 20s. I write the same about the characters of Harry Potter.

I hope it got close to what you wanted. ❤️ This is a heavy smut, I was in a bad mood, sorry jsnsjsnsjsn.

Guys, I really understand who doesn't feel comfortable reading or writing Five's smut. But I always say that I only write with him (any genre: romance, fluff or angst) with the notion that Five is 20 years old here. All of my fanfics mention swearing or sex, even if it is a memory or something shallow, but as I am writing with Five as an adult, it is consistent that the fic has aspects of an adult life.//

English is not my first language, so I so sorry if have a mistake.

Requests are open. Love you ❤️

Couple: Five Hargreeves / Fem! Reader.

Warnings: SMUT, SMUT, bad words and bad smuut.

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Five Hargreeves were many adjectives. Genius, superhero, handsome, dangerous, sinic, arrogant, born leader, among other things. His energy was intense and mysterious, and looking him for too long was like facing the stormy sea: dangerous and risky, but extremely fascinating.

He carried many adjectives on his back, is truth, and domineering was one of them. His life was a constant line of stress, problems and exasperation, Five felt irritated most of the time, so relieving all that stress in sex was... it was fucking good.

Normally, his emotions were always on a tight leash, under iron control. Five was composed, controlled, taking everything rationally. Even in sex, when he vented all his anger, he was conscious. Until you show up.

You were a little, sweet, lyrical little thing and... fuck, you had an angel face that made Five clench his jaw as soon as he laid eyes on you. And then controlling yourself became a much more difficult task. You had a cunning, catlike look, but an face so pure that it hooked Five into the his soul.

He couldn't get involved with you, he repeated that every fucking day. Five could barely look in your direction without wanting to hold your angel face and kiss you with the fury of hell. Five wanted to fold you in front of him, slap your ass until you blush and hear you whimpering his name. He wanted to do all the dark things in his mind to break your doll energy.

Five Hargreeves was many things, but the irony of all was how they swayed when he fell in love with you. It was inevitable. Over the months, while trying to control his thoughts, he found himself admiring your intelligence and sense of humor. He started to notice how you loved sweet tea and had headaches when you had coffee, which is why he started to leave a migraine medicine in the kitchen if you needed to.

With the days, Five now hid his smile when you laughed at something stupid and admired how the world seemed sweeter when you were happy.

And that's when he kissed you. And his whole view changed. When he held your face between his hands and tasted your lips, Five felt like he was touching Egyptian crystal, and then the urge to protect you was born. He didn't want anything or anyone to hurt you, anyway. Five touched you so delicately and made sure that nothing bothered you.

So that's when you two slept together. Fuck, it was so fucking hard for him. Extraordinarily difficult because Five wanted to make you scream and fuck you so hard. It was difficult as hell because he wanted to hit your ass and thigh so hard that he could see the marks tomorrow. And... son of a bitch, even though you moaned and squirmed, you looked like a fucking angel. And the desire to desecrate something so pure became even bigger.

And that was why he avoided touching you during those hours. He kept his hands on the mattress, on the headboard, on the walls or on the pillows, avoided touching you as much as possible. Because Five knew... it was already too hard not to fuck you rough, hard and intense, if he touched you... it would be the end. He didn't even want to kiss you too much, or suck on your skin, because one thing would lead to another and... God, you fucked his mind!

It was after a few months that he realized he loved you. And your relationship will become even more serious.

"I love you so much.” You whispered on his lips one day, with the cold and rain falling outside, and you curled in him up like a pet.

Five nodded, him lips on you forehead, brushing them there as appreciated what that phrase did to him. You two had already said that a few months ago, but you loved to keep repeating it and Five appreciated how right the universe felt when you said that.

“I'm going to marry you one day.” He sighed through your hair, lowering lips to yours before receiving your ecstatic and passionate screams.

But the more love grew in you two, the more hunger, lust and sin grew within Five too. Was like a wild beast, hitting the bars of the cage, almost breaking what kept under control. And controlle herself started to be physically painful. So he tried to put out that blazing fire.

Seeing you naked has become excruciating torture. Five fidgeted uneasily whenever you changed in front of him, took off the towel after a shower. But the worst was when you two had sex. Fucking you, feeling you pulsing, squirming, totally submissive to his whims, made Five have to acquire phenomenal self-control. Although Five exhibited a cold, arrogant and confident personality, everything inside him became a boiling volcano when you appeared.

“Baby…” That was when Five heard you purring, you had just come out of the shower, a short white towel covering your body.

When Five looked at you, and saw you walking towards him, he pulse reached alarming levels. Normally, Five always managed to keep his impulses under control, even though it was an overwhelming endeavor. But not today.

Oh, he was far from being in control. Your doe eyes looked at him docilely and Five felt again the overwhelming appetite to take you so badly.

God, he needed to break you…

You didn't make it easy for Five either. Oblivious to the internal battle within him, you sat on his lap, supporting your legs on either side of his hips, with the towel rising to the top of your thighs and your bare skin sitting on his already pulsating member.

Five snarled softly, hands tightly squeezing the bed sheet, your body pulsing beneath his. He felt hot as if were in the Sahara desert.

“You are so tense.” Your voice was velvety, soft, and you brought your lips to his neck. And that was too much.

“Y/N..” Was a warning.

“Something wrong?” You pulled your face back enough to look at him.

Five shook his head, hands still clutching the sheets. You followed that gesture with your eyes, and started connecting the pieces second by second.

It was no longer today that your felt him controlling himself. Moments he didn't want to touch you at all while he fucked you, like you were a hot iron. Days when he forced a little more force into the way he kissed you and then completely backed down.

“I've been noticing a few things lately...” You commented, the left index finger playing with his uniform “I noticed that you have ... controlled yourself, as if you were holding something.”

And then you looked into his eyes, and what you saw in the green sockets was a lust so fervent that you felt yourself losing breath.

“Y/N...” the voice was still hoarse, a ring signaling his warning as well “I ... I won't be able to talk about this with you.”

“Why not?” You didn't know exactly what the problem was, how deep it went, but you knew something was going on. “I did something? Or are you more stressed? ”

“You did not do anything.” He assured you, and as he saw in your eyes that you would not let the matter pass, because you were determined as hell, Five sighed deeply. “It with me. It has nothing to do with you, I just... I like to do more... rough things. "

You were watching him closely, the direction of the conversation was pleasing to you... It wasn't today that you knew your own tastes, and something brutalized and stronger was exactly what you liked. But Five was always so controlled, so reserved, that you were still looking for an opening to bring it up.

Five must have noticed that your eyes took on a different glow, and he looked at you as if he suspected.

“Why that look?” His little corner smile made you smile too.

“ I didn't know you liked things like that.” Five raised an eyebrow at you, the little smile still on his face. “Is that why you have been controlling yourself?”

Five had to take a deep breath, hands going to your waist under the towel, in a soft, controlled touch. But his hands were stiff, you felt it.

“I do not want to hurt you.” He was succinct “I have more aggressive, brutal desires, and I don't want to take it out on you.”

Oh, you were really enjoying the conversation.

You let out a low chuckle, playing with your index finger on the lapel of his uniform.

“Like ... hit me and stuff?” Then you felt his grip tighten on your waist, his jaw tighten.

Five looked at you with a clear warning that you were walking in rough waters. That it was better for you to stop here. He could barely cope with his own thoughts about it, let alone hear you say those things with that fucking angelic voice of yours.

"What if I wanted to?” Now your eyes were bright with amusement and anticipation.

“You can't tell me these things” His grip got stronger, his eyes more fierce, the energy more irritable “Even more naked in my lap.”

Five might be covered in clothes, but he could feel your hot pussy under him, the soft skin of your thighs around his waist, your breasts a touch away... Damn, it was too much for him!

“I mean it.” You ran your fingers through his hair, resting your hands behind the back of his neck. “I like something hard too, if you are willing to try this on me, I would like us to do it. You are always so focused... I would love to see you more out of control. ”

Five kept his eyes on you, as if he were looking for some hesitation in you. But he found none. Just shared desire.

God help him.

“Are you sure that’s what you want? I could really hurt you.” He wanted to warn you, he wanted you to know it was a path of no return. Five could destroy you and him wanted you to know that.

“Yes.” You agreed “I want it so much.”

Suddenly, something in the air seemed to change. Everything became rarer, more caustic and crackling. Five's intensity had reached extremely high levels and he looked at you as if you were the prey on a night hunt. Five pulled harder on your towel, freeing your naked body. He gasped, his eyes fixed on you.

“Say red when you want me to stop.”

You were going to say something, but he didn't give you a chance. His hungry lips stuck to yours. It was a controlling kiss, drowning out you surprised moan. Five stood with you on his lap and threw you on your back on the mattress. You gasped, your naked body exposed on his bed, given over to all the profane fantasies he had in mind. Seeing you there, submissive, destroyed all the control he had.

Oh he was going to destroy you.

Five remained standing, pulled your legs over the edge of the bed and opened them aggressively. You let out a heavy breath, the core pulsing. God, seeing that made him rock hard.

Five leaned over your body, pressing his lips in you before moving to your breasts, sucking on aching nipple, squeezing the other in a heavy touch. His hands left you for a second before him straightened up and removed he blazer and sweater from the academy, his nimble hands pulled the tie knot fiercely, tearing the piece of silk from his neck.

“Be quiet for me, dear.” Five put your hands together, tying your fists with the tie and tying the tie to the headboard.

You bit your lip, your body fidgeting for him, the core throbbing. Five had barely touched you and you were already pulsing for him.

“You are so needy.”

Without warning, he was leaning over you, him lips on yours, his hands roaming your body in a rough touch, his mouth pinching your lips. And everything started to get heavy after that point. Five closed his mouth on your neck, leaving a trail of purple hickeys as he brought two fingers to your mouth.

You took them in, sucking without waiting for an order. But his fingers on your mouth seemed to have an even more exciting effect for you. You legs closed, wanting to seek any friction, but Five slapped your left thigh roughly, brutally separating them with his free hand.

“Did I tell you to close your legs?!” You whimpered, and he gave you another slap “Answer!”

“N-no...” You did your best to speak with his fingers in your mouth.

“No what?!” Another slap. Now you could feel the flesh throbbing. You pulled on your fists, trying to control yourself not to close your thighs again.

“N-didn't”

Now his free hand went to your chin, forcing you to look at him.

“It's ‘No, Daddy’!”

“No, Daddy!”

“Good Girl.”

Five withdrew his hand from your mouth, bringing it down and melting it into your pussy. You moaned louder, forcing the tie, shifting your hips. He didn't give you time to breathe before he buried his fingers in you, hitting your walls.

You screeched muffled by his lips on your, as his hand pushed against you frantically, slamming inside you at a brutal pace.

“F-fi...”

Another slap. Stronger, more aggressive.

“What did fucking you say?!”

“Daddy! I mean Daddy! I’m so sorry.”

He accelerated his hand even more, and you started frantically pulling on the tie, trying to get rid of or gain more of that ardor. You were starting to feel close to orgasms when Five pulled away, slapping your bare breast as he rose again. You whimpered in protest, your hips still making some movements in search of some ghost friction.

“Look at you, so desperate and I haven't even fucked you yet.” Five began to unbutton his white shirt, stripping off his clothes and leaving the belt beside you.

You excitement went to extremely high levels when you saw his cock jump out. Pulsating, molasses with pre-cum and dashed with thick veins. Your core throbbed, dripping your liquid while you whimpered.

Five smirked when he noticed where your attention was, and he leaned you, but now bringing the belt with him and placing it around your neck.

God, he was going to fuck you so hard.

Five gave a tug, testing the accuracy, and when you groaned needy, Five appeased his own excitement by sinking his bruised lips into yours.

He stood up again, pulling your legs closer to the edge as he brushed your pussy with the throbbing head of the stick, watching you squirm. It was torture for him too, but the sight of you struggling for contact was a fucking reward.

“Please d-Daddy!” You whimpered, rummaging in despair, wanting more of anything he give you.

“Please, what? ‘Please, daddy, fuck me hard’ or ‘please, daddy, use me’ ?”

You were begging, with tears in the corners of your eyes as he played with you, by sinking the head of the stick inside you. It was driving you crazy. Five held the base of him penis while he sank just another inch into you, then pulled and rubbed your clitoris.

“Fuck me h-hard, Daddy!”

Suddenly, Five entered you brutally to the bottom, leaving you speechless in a loud and silent groan. He pulled you by the belt, not giving you time to get used to the size, he established strong and aggressive blows.

“Do you want hard?! I will give you hard!”

Then Five untied the tie from the headboard, turned you brutally on you stomach and pulled your hips up. He pulled his hand back and unloaded it on your ass, and you screamed, staggering forward. Five pulled you by the hips, dissatisfied with your distance.

“Be good girl for me, dear." It was an order.

You obeyed, crying out loudly when Five pushed the stick inside you aggressively, pulling on your neck with the belt. He held you by the belt and the waist while he fucked you. Hard, fast, without any abandonment.

His hand hit the flesh of your ass from second to second, and you can't help but moan for it. He gave no respite, the sound of his bodies colliding flooded the room, perhaps the entire mansion.

Five has never felt so hardcore in life, so hungry, so lust. He wanted to break you, hurt you, squeeze your flesh so hard that you would be left with marks for months. He groaned, trying to concentrate on mistreating the walls of your pussy, pounding with brutality, harder and cruel.

“D-d-daddy!”

Tears streamed into your eyes as you dug your nails into the pillow hard, unable to contain the moans and the tremor in your thighs. Your belly vibrated, hummed with hyperstimulation, that was paradise and sin at the same time and you felt that you could fall apart at any moment.

Five pulled the belt tight, bringing you up and sticking your back to his chest. He put his free arm around your waist, bringing the thrusts in slow, hard rhythms, making you feel every inch of him.

You hands went to him arm around your waist, the new position reaching the most sensitive places, making your pussy throb. You bit your lip to try to control your moans, because you were afraid they would be too loud.

“Without trapping those sounds for me!” This time the slap came down on your left breast, followed by a deeper thrust, and you begged for excuses while looking for air “Let everyone hear who's making you feel so good! Who does this slutt belong.”

That pushed you further into the abyss. Five sucked on the skin on your neck, pouring out a strong hickey while you could only scream and whimper for him, unable to do anything else. . He entered you deeply, taking whatever inch you had and forcing you to take it deeper.

Five did not allow you to move an inch away, your hips clinging to his, held by his arm, him fucking you hard without you can moving your hips. He could feel you blinking on his dick, making your honey drip down your thighs. His hunger had given no respite, and when he looked at you, and he saw your angel face in an expression of pleasure, pain and dirty with tears, it further fueled Five's hunger.

"That, little slutt!"

You were close, pulsing on his dick, sweat running down your body, your broken moans. Five loved how you were a mess for him, your whole body scarred because of him. He never fell your owner as much as he does now. You begged for something you didn't know what it was, but Five did. And he would give it to you. But he felt your pussy squeeze him, swallowing him in a broken way.

“You can't come until I let you!”

“Da-daddy!” You moaned louder “Please! Please! I need... I need it! ”

“I don’t care how good it feels, you’d better not cum until I tell you to!”

Five came out of you, turning you brutally on the bed once again, removing the belt from your neck. He climbed on top of you, now sticking your body to his, placing his mouth on yours in a gasping kiss. The skin-to-skin sensation was maddening, you were both hot, sweating, and Five squeezed your thigh tightly before slapping it down again. Your wrists were still tied, and you could only press them against his broad chest.

Your thighs were shaking and Five was delighted by this, he traced hickeys all over your breasts, and sank into you again when he sucked on your left sore beak.

Five held you while he fucked you in that position. Strong, cruel and hard. His hands were glued to your flesh, marking your skin with purple from his digits, holding his own moans. And you watched him with your mouth open by the screams and the sight. He was beautiful like that. Wild, his skin all sweaty, his teeth closed on his lip to keep from groaning, his black hair stuck to his forehead.

It was too much torture, too much stimulation, and you were already letting the tears flow while you were begging for something.

“Come to me, my good girl.”

Five didn't have to say it twice. You came intensely, your pussy sucking all of his cock and receiving the hot, thick liquid of his as a reward. You threw your head back in abandonment, feeling him it sink into you deeper, making sure you got all his sperm.

“Such a good girl for me.” Five whispered as he gave you a reward kiss you.

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multiplefandomsblog · 4 years ago

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[Identity v] Luca x Gn!Reader (oneshot)

request; Oh yay!! Okay so I’ve never really had the best home life, so I really really REALLY like sweet, fluffy, domestic fics. I was thinking maybe Luca comes to the reader and sits them down and tells them about his kink or maybe he wants to have a kid and he realizes that he’s super into breeding?? And in the end he’s just super happy!!! Because after the accident!!! He thought he would be spending the rest of his life in jail!! But now he’s with his S/O!!! And he just loves them so much!!!! and they might have a kid on the way!!

Warnings⚠️!: tw; very light jokes about ped0philia, fluffy aftercare, breeding kink, they’re both living together, no prep, cussing, pretty much vanilla other than the breeding kink, reader has female parts, praising, sorta mating press, unprotected sex, more like making love than fucking, if that makes sense? minor begging, pregnancy talk, making the babies.

“Heyyyy~” Luca popped his head into your room. “What’s up?” You swivel around in your squeaky office chair so you’re facing him, resting an arm on your desk. He’s peaking his head out behind the door, gripping the edge of it strangely. He slowly reveals the rest of him, timidly walking towards the bed as if he had done something bad.

Oh no.

Something’s wrong.

He’s skittish, fumbling with his hands, showing a weak smile he spoke, “Um- I want to talk to you about something...” he pats the bed space next to him, inviting you to sit down. Oh no, oh god, he wants to break up doesn’t he? You two have been dating for 6 whole years. You’ve even moved in with each other, what happens after this?

You feel your heart pound against your rib cage, the pulsing making its way up to your ears. You hesitantly rise from your chair and walk towards Luca. You plop down next to him, then he grabs your clammy hand. “I um... I uh..” the suspense is killing you. You wait for him to just spit it out, and when he does... it’s... well, it’s something at least.

“I want to fuck children!” He blurts out, eyes widening at his mistake.

You rose your eyebrows, oh how you hoped you heard wrong, “I’m sorry, you what!?”

“Wait, n-no! No, no- THA-THAT’S NOT WHAT I MEANT AT ALL!” Sighing of relief, you looked at him expectantly, a look of, ‘You better explain yourself.’ glaring into his soul.

He clears his throat, retrying what he wanted to say, “No, I... What I meant to say was; I want to... p-put in a baby in you, as in, I want to have kids with you.” He managed to stutter out, not meeting your gaze. Your face contorted into shock, tears start to form in your eyes, and a bright smile spreads across your face.

In all honesty, you had been considering having children with him for a while, you just never knew how to bring it up, or if he even wanted children. So imagine your reaction when he confessed he wanted to have children as much as you did.

“Luca..! I-I’d love to have your child.” Words cannot describe how much you love this man. Kissing away your tears, he nuzzled his head into your chest, whispering I love you’s and sweet nothings.

You squealed as he suddenly shocked you, “Oh! Sorry, I’m just.. really really happy.” Laughing nervously at his bodily response to your hugs. Shushing him playfully, you brought him back into a gentle embrace, not wanting to stay away from him for a second.

After a comforting silence passed, Luca started talking again, “You know, I never thought I’d be able to live a moment like this... I never even thought I’d be free from prison, but here I am, with the love of my life.”

He caresses your stinging red cheeks with his hand and leans in to kiss you. You wrap your arms around his shoulders. Soon, an innocent kiss turns passionate, your breathing getting more irregular and your body getting pulled closer to his.

“H-hey, are you sure you want to start now?” He pulled away to search your eyes for any sort of indication that you didn’t want this. “We can always wait until you’re ready, I-I understand if this is still-” You cut him off with a kiss, a little too short for Luca’s standards.

Chuckling at your eager self momentarily, he carefully held onto you, an understanding look on his face. He still wanted to make sure you weren’t rushing into this for him, “Seriously S/o, we can wai-” You climbed onto his lip, “Put a baby in me. I-I’m serious, I can’t wait anymore.”

Grinning gently at your answer, he locked his lips back onto yours, groaning as he felt you grin down on his groin. Pushing you down swiftly on your bed, he moved his kisses down your body, muttering small words of praise as he slides your pants down.

You reach down to start to unzip his, and he helps you shimmy them off along with his boxers. Tapping his dick against your hole, he looks up at you, reading your expression for any uncertainty.

Finding none, he leans down to kiss you, pushing in slowly as he did. He groaned against your lips, your walls immediately tightening around his raw length. Clenching your own eyes shut, you dug your nails into his back, only egging him on.

“Love you so much baby-” quietly whimpering, he starts to slide the rest of it in, this is the first time you two have done it without protection; and he hopes it isn’t the last. You frantically nodded, panting for air as his hips start moving back and forth, pushing deeper in with each thrust.

He tilts his head back and moans softly as he feels your raw walls closing in on him. Your legs are spread-eagle on the bed and you reach your hands up to Luca’s face, bringing his face back down. “K-kiss me-! Please- Ahn!” He obeys, zero hesitation as he leans his body back down on you, moving his hips and kissing you passionately.

Soon enough, he feels an orgasm start to rise. Losing control for a split second, he threw your legs over his shoulders, pressing down on your body and hitting the deepest part of you.

Your eyes rolled into the back of your head, helpless moans and broken pleas falling out your lips like waterfalls. He pulls his lips away from yours as he lets out a strained moan, your walls clenching around him so tight, he couldn’t handle it.

Grunting out moans of your name, he gripped your hips desperately as he aimed into your womb, knowing he wouldn’t last long with the way your walls sucked him in.

Leaning down to pinch your clit, desperate gasps and frantic panting followed, your orgasm washing over you like a beach wave. With a final deep thrust, Luca wasted no time to shoot his seed into your womb, unmoving as he waited for you to take all of it.

Hearing your quiet whimpers at the feeling of his cum filling you to the brim, he kissed your sweaty forehead softly, collapsing beside you to rest his head on your heaving chest, the both of you trying and catch your breaths’. You start playing with his hair, twirling the long brown locks around your fingers.

Sighing in contentment, “S/o, we’re... we’re going to have a baby..!” He whispers to you, voice cracking with excitement as he tried his very best to hold back tears at the thought of you bearing his child. Feeling him kiss your belly, you whisper back thoughtfully, a tired smile adorning your face, “A baby...”

Peppering kisses all over your stomach, he held you gingerly, carefully as if you were a glass doll. “Thank you,, for loving me and letting me love you. I have so many things to thank you for..! I- Where do I even begin-?” You cut him off with a goofy smile, “Hey. w-why are you looking at me like that?”

He tightened his grip around you slightly, smiling nervously at your expression. “I just hope our child inherits the same personality from you.” Your voice just barely above a whisper, you kissed his knuckles lightly, drifting off to sleep, and leaving Luca flushed and chuckling giddily at your words.

#mod toby #notsfw #identity v luca balsa #luca balsa x reader #luca x reader #luca balsa #identity v one shots #identity v #identity v prisoner #idv luca #Luca balsa one shots #Luca balsa smut #luca balsa x reader smut #luca balsa imagines #luca balsa oneshots #idv prisoner #idv prisoner x reader #idv fanfic #idv smut

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whatsupmrstark · 4 years ago

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My Girl

Frat!Tom x reader

warnings: the request is honestly the warning. + a lil degrading (whore, slut)

Request; I can't find an anonymous option for your asks, so if you do this, please keep the request anonymous. But if you want to do it, I always enjoy frat Tom being extremely cocky and somehow seducing a nerdy y/n to get on her knees for him and choke on his co*k, while he's dirty talking and smirking. He's just using her to get off essentially. Any storyline/buildup to get to that point is great, too! :)

You have no idea how you ended up here. Pressed up against a chiseled god in a frat house of all places. This wasn’t your typical scene especially on a Friday night which was usually exclusive to movies or studying.

either way you were enjoying yourself, lips locked and back pressed against a door. you felt... what’s his name? Tom. TOM? Yeah Tom, the words didnt feel right but the name was on the tip of your tongue as he kissed down you neck.

“fuck your so hot” he groaned hands starting to undo the first few buttons of your blouse, this wasn’t something Tom would usually do either. He was very specific about who he chose to have relations with but for some reason as soon as you stepped through the god forsaken threshold of kappa sigma alpha he knew he wanted you.

your legs were wrapped around his waist feeling his hard on rage against you, skirt askew and underwear pressed directly on his front. Tom set your feet on the floor pulling the cups of your bra down mesmerized at your body, he hadn't expected this.

he immediately ducked down planting big open mouth kisses on your areolas feeling the soft skin on his lips before sucking them till the where nice and stiff in his mouth.

when he swapped to the next one is when he heard it, the hitch in your breathing and the soft moan that followed. He loved your moans, which wasn’t common for him usually he hated how most girls sounded. but he could hear the genuine pleasure in yours. Tom almost craved your noises.

“fuck“ his voice was almost seething, he was aching in his pants as he grabbed your hips leaning into you ear. “Get on your knees for me pretty girl”

you did as told, dropping to your knees and looking up at him as you slipped your top and bra off. toms eyes zeroed in on your thighs, how soft they looked spread out and pressed down your skirt temping him even more. youre ready for whatever you were about to get into with him hastily undoing his jeans and sliding them down. he stepped out of his pants and pulled his boxers off. Once he stood back up fully your eyes danced over his pretty cock. “like what you see baby” he groaned stroking himself, “Cmon you can tell me“ you could feel his smirk, how his eyes burned into your chest and legs.

you didn’t answer hands going to his thighs and pressing your palms into them as you kissed and licked at the tip. tom threw his head back loving the way your lips felt on him.

you brought the pink tip between your lips before sliding his rather large cock down your throat. Nose pressed against his pelvis. You noticed his toes curl Into the carpet, if you lips werent stretched around him you’d be the one smirking now. “Fuck eager little thing arent you“ you said something he couldn’t hear muffled by his dick in your mouth.

you swallowed around his cock your saliva already running down your chin. You pulled your head all the way back suckling on his tip as you looked up at his eyes. tom was staring back hard, he never felt this close so quick, mesmerized looking into your eyes. he saw the corners of your lips lift up almost like you were trying to smile before you slid all the way back down his cock, one hand coming up in between to massage his balls.

his body curled forward hands Pressing down hard into the wooden door in front of him, a sharp intake of breath and a groan “fuck darling“. You glanced up but continued sucking him off ,head bobbing back and forth on him. His knees were locking and he neared the edge many times but hadn't said anything. He felt as if he was floating.

you were pleased with your work with every labored breath, groan, and jump of his hips. he was still trying to keep dominance and control saying every Dirty word that came to mind. “look so good, pretty lips wrapped around me“

“sucking like its gonna run away“

“fuck, doing so good, such a good whore huh?”

you could feel your soaked underwear beneath you. one hand still gripping his thigh for balance as you pulled off stroking his cock while you took a breath, “keep talking like that and your gonna get yourself in trouble Holland” , he chuckled lowly “you don’t even know the half darling. Get back to it now I’m aching”

you rolled your eyes before lowering his cock into your mouth once again. Tongue rolling over every vein, nook, and cranny. He starting saying small words of encouragement he wanted to cum badly.

you almost couldn’t take it, one hand snaking down between your legs and into your panties, rubbing over your clit in loose circles. when you moaned around him he shuddered. Tom looked down pulling your hair back and together away from your face as he got a good look. as he was admiring your beautiful features you looked up locking eyes with him, they were wide pupils blown and lust controlling them. You had moaned again eyes shutting slightly and thats when he took notice to the motion of your arm, glancing down to the hand stuffed under your skirt.

“fuck lookie here little slut must love my cock” he groaned. He was so enticed by everything you did as you took him down your throat swallowing around his cock before grasping his balls once more.

“fuck oh god, I’m gonna cum” he released your hair using both hands to balance with the door. feeling his thigh muscles tense against your hands As he came you swallowed quick letting his hips fuck against your face as he chased his high all the way to the end.

you pulled back swallowing completely, watching him pull his briefs back on. looking up at him, he was smiling back down before he grabbed your arm, pulling you up to his level. “that was amazing” he swiped his thumb over your bottom lip “sweet little mouth” tom smirk made your face warm as he closed the distance between the two or you” right as his lips kissed up your neck he whispered “did so well I’ll let you pick the position I’ll fuck your brains out in”

#Tom Holland #Tom Holland fic #tom Holland smut #Tom Holland x reader #tom Holland fanfiction #Tom Holland fanfic #Request #living for the request rn y’all r some hoes #Frat!tom Holland #Frat!tom

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allyreactions · 4 years ago

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NCT Headcanon | Making Out { Na Jaemin }

- MASTERLIST REQUESTS : OPEN

! please read my guidelines before requesting !

boyfriend headcanons are CLOSED

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║ A/N : Jaemin is such a precious boi, I love him a lot okay?

~ Admin Ally

* gif credits to the owner *

⤳ first off, Jaemin is a cutie

⤳ wrecked my Dream bias list so fast it’s not even funny

⤳ anyway, let’s get into this

⤳ Jaemin is a flirt and a tease

⤳ we been knew

⤳ but he’s also such a sweet lover

⤳ when Jaemin is in love, he lets his emotions completely take over him

⤳ he’s almost obsessive with his love an

⤳ he’s so romantic and loving and passionate

⤳ and this leads me to believe that he’s such an amazing kisser

⤳ Jaemin’s kisses are the type that make you forget the world around you

⤳ you just melt into his touch, letting everything fade around you

⤳ his kisses can be really soft and gentle

⤳ kissing your lips ever so softly

⤳ his fingertips lightly grazing your waist

⤳ his touch is inviting and comforting, but also strong and firm at the same time

⤳ Jaemin is gentle with his hands as he holds you still as you sit on his lap

⤳ never is there a moment that you feel unsafe in his arms

⤳ he’s like an angel with how gentle he can be with you

⤳ but sometimes he’s not so gentle

⤳ sometimes Jaemin can get really needy and desperate

⤳ those types of kisses are rough and hard

⤳ his lips desperately smashing into yours

⤳ his touches are far from gentle as they roam all over you body

⤳ grasping at every hem and bunching the fabric in his fist

⤳ his hands squeeze your waist and he pulls you closer to him

⤳ a desperate attempt to get closer to you, even though not even air can slip between the both of you

⤳ whether or not you decide to take things further and spice it up in the bedroom

⤳ things always end up calming down with a cuddle session

⤳ because once again, Jaemin loves being close and intimate with you whenever he can

⤳ Jaemin just loves snuggling up next to you on the couch after a quick makeout session

⤳ holding you tight in his arms as he continues to love up on you in the softest possible way

⤳ he’s just always so sweet with you and he always wants to take the time to show you that he really does love and care for you

⤳ Jaemin is a whole angel and he deserves the world for how sweet and amazing he is

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d0llygard3n · 4 years ago

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♥ bnha various as: songs that describe yours and his/hers relationship ♥

♥ pairings: dabi, hawks, kaminari, jirou, momo, toga x fem! reader ♥ warnings: implied toxic/unstable relationships, reader is female ♥ requested?: no ♥ a/n: thx for 76 followers :)) requests are still open in case you were wondering (also these are just specific to my x readers)

♥ todoroki touya | dabi | blueflame ♥

animal - sir chloe

play with fire - sam tinnesz and yacht money

sucker for pain - lil wayne

505 - arctic monkeys

partners in crime - set it off, ash costello

me and my husband - mitski

michelle - sir chloe

rumors - neffex

♥ takami keigo | hawks ♥

fly love - jamie foxx

someone to you - banners

line without a hook - ricky montgomery

hooked - why don’t we

bad romance - lady gaga

guys my age - hey violet

genius - sia, diplo, labrinth, lsd

troublemaker - olly murs, flo rida

♥ kaminari denki | chargebolt ♥

cooler than me - ethan fields (cover)

best friend - rex orange county

hooked - why don’t we

teenage dirtbag - wheatus

cupids chokehold / breakfast in america - gym class heros

stereo hearts - adam levine, gym class heros

teeth - 5sos

cloud 9 - beach bunny

♥ jirou kyouka | earphone jack ♥

all i wanted - paramore

stereo hearts - adam levine, gym class heros

bad idea - girl in red

i wanna be your girlfriend - girl in red

feelings are fatal - mxmtoon

i kissed a girl - katy perry

girlfriend - avril lavigne

we fell in love in october - girl in red

♥ yaoyorozu momo | creati ♥

we fell in love in october - girl in red

still into you - paramore

little miss perfect - write out loud

golden - harry styles

sofia - clairo

pretty girl - clairo

sunflower vol. 6 - harry styles

would you be so kind - dodie

♥ toga himiko ♥

saccharine - jazmin bean

an unhealthy obsession - the blake robinson synthetic orchestra

if i killed someone for you - alec benjamin

joyfulthought - mom

paparazzi - lady gaga

my axe - faesinth (female cover)

michelle - sir chloe

pacify her - melanie martinez

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yamagucji · 4 years ago

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Comforting you

request: “Hi again! So I just quit my job on the spot bc of how badly they were mistreating me (I told them a week in advance that couldn’t work during the week bc if I’m starting college and yet they basically said that I had to work and lied and said that I never told them that) and it’s literally been draining my mental health so could I ask for Oikawa, Asahi and Mad Dog reacting to their so going through and comforting them!? Thank you💕” - @a-bi-who-just-wants-sweaters

pairing: oikawa x gn!reader, asahi x gn!reader, kyoutani x gn!reader

a/n: honeybee im sorry this came so late!! im proud of you for doing that and please practice some self care, hope you feel better soon 💓 you have all my support

Oikawa

oikawa’s someone very protective of his s/o, especially when he has a hoard of fans

so when he hears you being mistreated at your work, he’s furious

who did that? how dare they? let me go there so i can-

but he forces himself to remain calm for you. your feelings are his top priority

he lets you be his anchor, bringing you against his chest and rubbing circles on your back

“pour it all out y/n, i’m here for you”

when you finish venting to him, he’ll gently hold your cheeks and place a kiss on your forehead

“im so proud of you for being brave. that’s my girl”

if you’re at home, he’ll prepare a bunch of snacks and bring you over to the couch where you two can watch a movie together and cuddle up

his goal is to bring your thoughts out of what happened and have you de-stress 🥺

oikawa gets pretty serious when he sees you being down, but after it he’ll try to pitch in some jokes here and there to try and get you to laugh

they’re usually corniest of the corny jokes😔 but it’s the thought that counts

when he sees you smile for the first time he’ll say, “there you go, there’s my y/n-chan”

but please restrain him bc he’ll probably go to your work the next day and act petty gkdjhs

Asahi

when asahi saw you come home earlier than usual, he was thrilled

until he saw the look on your face :(

“love? is everything alright? what’s wrong?”

he’ll immediately grab you in his arms and whisper words of reassurance

“bad day at work?” “hey it’s okay, i’m here. whatever it is, you’ll get through it”

you haven’t even told him what happened and he’s already comforting you🥺

asahi’s the type of lover to ask you what you need to make sure he doesn’t mess anything up (he’s very careful and gentle with you)

“is there anything i can do for you? do you want to talk about it?”

he makes sure to listen to every word you say, nodding and humming along as you go; rubbing gently on your cheeks and temples

he’ll get you settled down, maybe even have you take a warm bath while he fixes up your favorite meal

“why don’t you take a bath while i prepare your dinner? i’ll be cooking your favorite food”

after dinner he’ll have you come over to bed for a good nights rest

asahi will lull you to sleep with his honey-like voice, maybe even humming a gentle tune💖

Kyoutani

he’s very alarmed when you’re coming over to him and immediately falling in his arms

bc usually, it’s the other way around

“oy, what’s up with you today?”

he pulls you away, not entirely having a grasp of your state— but then he sees the weary look on your face. oh

“what happened?? who did this to you?”

he’s holding you by your cheeks, pulling you closer to him, a mix of anger and worry featured on his face

“kyo... can you just hold me for a bit?”

and that’s all you have to say for him to oblige, leaving the questions on his head at bay

he’ll wrap his arms around you and let you lean onto him

kyoutani’s not very good at being verbal, but when it comes to you, he tries his best. because he loves you, afterall

“y/n?”

you hum in response

“is there... anything i can do for you?”

he’s trying his best 🥺 he’s a little new to this communication stuff but he wants you to know that he’s there for you

ask him to do anything for you and he WILL accept

if it’s cuddles, he’ll bring you home to rest on your/his bed, wrapping you in his warmth and placing gentle kisses on your temples

he’s more of an action guy than words, so the little things he’ll do for you mean a lot

you’ll wake up to a bunch of your favorite snacks in the kitchen, along with a slightly blushy kyo

“awe babe, you got this for me?”

kyo looking away from you, hands full of snacks: “of course. they’re all for you” 😳😖

#asahi x reader #oikawa x reader #kyoutani x reader #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu x reader #azumane asahi #oikawa tooru #kyoutani kentarou #haikyuu

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elfenbensord · 4 years ago

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happy new year

31.12.20

note: happy new year!! may the next be ever so pleasant💕 here’s a lil loki to pass the time.

loki series masterlist / request a part! / masterlist

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“Hey.”

“Hey, you.”

Oh, god. He’s drunk.

“Me?”

“Have I told you about-- about…”

As if his sauntering posture wasn’t a clue, the way his words just slightly blur together are totally a give away.

“About... what?”

You don’t know what’s worse -- the fact that you’ve got a drunk god on your hands, or the fact that you’re sober.

“I can do… magic! D��you know that?”

“Yes, Loki. You keep telling me, I keep never believing you.”

He gives you a glare, with a hint of champagne. “I can prove it.”

You sip your soda. “I’m sure you can.”

You wish you were drunk. This situation would be a lot easier if you were drunk. A glass of champagne would definitely help with the cold. You clasp your sleeves, trying to shelter the little warmth you have. Why Tony Stark had chosen to host his infamous New Year’s Eve party on the roof of the Avengers tower in December was beyond you.

Loki looks at you with a scrutinizing glare. He’s breathing deeply. “Come here.”

“Come where?”

“I’ll magic you warm.”

“Oh, I’m sure of it.”

“Close your eyes.”

You give him a look. He smiles right through it.

His voice goes all soft, “You wanted to see some magic, right?”

Bastard.

If you were drunk, this would be so easy.

With a bit of resistance, you wrap your arms tighter around yourself. You close your eyes. “Come on then, wizard. Show me some magic.”

“I prefer the term ‘sorcerer’.”

“All you’re missing is a top hat.” You can hear him rolling his eyes. “And I’m not getting any warmer here, magician.”

“It won’t work if you keep talking…”

“Really?”

“No.”

He’s closed his eyes now. You open yours. He’s a sight, for sure. The whole… tall, dark and handsome really works on him. Even if he’s coming more and more undone by every glass.

His eyebrows draw together in concentration. “It’s been a while…”

You can’t help but let out a short laugh.

“Shut up, not like that.”

“I didn’t say anything.”

“You were thinking it.”

You were. The thought had passed your mind one too many times this evening. You tell yourself it’s the buzz of the night making you feel this way. The New Year’s feeling. The want to kiss someone at midnight.

A particularly cold breeze reminds you of where you are. And who you’re with.

Loki still hasn’t opened his eyes. His face is relaxed in a way you’ve only seen once or twice.

“... Are you asleep?”

You almost yelp when he rubs his hands together, to reveal a small golden glow. His eyes open, and you watch the tiny ember of something other-wordly together. You can’t help but to be fascinated. With him. With what he can do. It’s easy to forget who he is. What he is.

Not human. An alien. A God.

He grabs your hands, a bit too gently. Your heart picks up the pace as you’re almost sure he’s about to place a gentle kiss on them. He places his lips to blow into your cupped hands. A warmth spreads through you, and you’re not entirely convinced it’s due to magic only.

Of course, he notices. “Cat got your tongue, mortal?”

“Never”, you huff. “I was just checking for wires.”

“Please.” He taps your hands lightly. “A magician never reveals his secrets.”

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blubxrryrose · 3 years ago

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»♯𝐄 .𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐘๑ | MARCH TEARS

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WELCOME TO WONDERLAND。ITS OUR HOME

FAMED ATTRACTION;STAY WITH ME IN ETERNITY

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amerrierworld · 4 years ago

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Supposed To Be

Ocean’s 8 fanfiction

request: the reader finds out what Tammy does at party with the girls and maybe gets angry at Tammy for not telling her and lying to her. Then hets angry at everyone else and they all fell guilty. And maybe tammy says something that’s losses the reader of more. Then the reader walking out. The next morning the reader is ignoring all the texts and calls from Tammy and the girls. Tammy going over to talk to her...

Summary: Tammy is planning something for you with the team, but can’t let you know about it.

Characters: Tammy x fem!reader, the Ocean’s girls, (divorced!Tammy)

Word Count: 2,550

Warnings: Angst angst angst angst angst angst!!!!!! Miscommunication!! Hurt & comfort! Eventual happy ending :)

You first started feeling uneasy when Tammy’s text responses went from excited paragraphs and emojis to one-word answers. It was such a simple thing, but you barely got to see her in person some weeks, and this was the only thing that kept you connected.

After an inevitable divorce, Tammy moved to the city to be closer with the entire group, sharing custody of her children every other week. It had been stressful, but you had been there for her every step of the way, and a fruitful, happy romance had blossomed.

But now, even after all those months, there was a sudden barrier you couldn’t seem to get through. Her phone calls were hasty, her texts short, and no one else in the group seemed concerned like you were. You got no updates on her kids, which usually she couldn’t stop taking about. Frankly, it felt like she had gotten tired of you.

So, you shut your phone off and went out for the rest of the day, window-shopping and wandering around the city to get your fuming mind off of things.

On the other side of the city, in Lou’s spacious loft, Tammy had gathered the other ladies, vigorously typing lists on her phone as she paced back and forth.

“Really, Tam, you’re overthinking this! Why do you feel the need to go through all this?” Lou sighed, swirling her glass of rye.

“Because it has to be just right,” Tammy snapped back.

Everyone knew how detail-oriented and perfectionist Tammy was. It was a life-saver for criminal activity and ensured safety for the gang to get through undetected. But sometimes, in ordinary life, it was a bit overkill.

“I really don’t think Y/N needs all this, babe,” Nineball added, lounging in a large, velvety bean bag and a joint between her lips. “Lou’s right, you’re overthinking it.”

“Listen, she’s my girlfriend, and this is my plan. Can you please just be a little bit supportive of this?” Tammy threw her hands up, exasperated.

“Her birthday isn’t for another month,” Debbie pointed out.

“Exactly, I’m already running behind!”

The remaining seven shared a few bemused glances before Daphne handed Tammy a glass of wine to calm down. Debbie sighed, pulled up a chair and reached for the snack bowl.

“Alright, what’s the plan, TamTam?”

You still had one of Lou’s door keys from the last heist, and figured it was the best time to return it. It was starting to get late, and it was a bit of a walk, but you didn’t mind. The fresh air did good for your nerves and bad mood.

You hadn’t seen Lou in ages either, so you figured a quick catch-up was needed too. Not even thinking, you used the key to let yourself in, washed over by warm light coming from inside, and-

Laughter? Music?

You froze. The first person you saw, of course, was Tammy. Your eyes were drawn to her in any room, always. She was laughing, nursing a drink in her hand, chatting with Lou and Debbie, who looked equally as pleased.

There was popcorn popping in the microwave, and the TV was showing a movie. Your heart sank little by little, as you realized that yes, they really had gotten tired of you. You didn’t register the pile of paper and notes on the coffee table, at all.

Lou saw you first, and went a little pale. She registered the keys in your hands were hers, and it clicked in her brain why you were there. She nudged Debbie, who immediately turned off the music, as if they’d been caught doing something illegal.

Then Tammy turned her head and saw you, her beautiful smile fading away instantly. Her mouth hung open a little, as if she didn’t know what to make of you standing there, in the flesh.

Suddenly your confusion melted into anger, and your heart broke little by little as they stood there, staring at you, not even bothering to say anything.

You tossed the keys to the floor, turned around, and slammed the front door shut.

No one was moving. Tammy’s brain was lagging, still trying to register why you looked so distraught, so betrayed. The rest of the group eyed her shyly. Constance had a mouth full of popcorn that she was afraid to chew down on because of how loud it would be in the silence.

“You fucking idiot,” Rose was the first to speak up- Tammy was shocked to hear her swear. “What’re you doing jus’ standing there? Get out and go after her!”

“Yeah,” Amita said, “she didn’t look too happy when seeing all of us.”

“Did you tell her where you would be today, Tam?” Debbie questioned her, looking her squarely in the eye. Tammy bit her lip, and shook her head. Cue a collective frustrated groan.

“Tammy, we love you, but you can be so stupid sometimes,” Lou said, grabbing her glass from her. “Go on!”

Tammy nearly stumbled over her heels as she hurried after you, fearing she wouldn’t be able to find you in the dark.

“Y/N?” she called out, frantically looking out as the door closed behind her. She spun around, looking left and right. “Y/N!”

“Stop yelling,” you snapped. She turned and saw you leaning against a streetlamp, face washed in eerie light.

“You’re still here,” she said, relieved.

“No, I’m just waiting for a cab,” you said, not meeting her gaze. “You should go back to your party.”

“Do you want to come inside?” she asked you, wringing her hands.

“No, thanks,” you said, shoving your hands deep in your pockets. “I wasn’t invited, so.”

“Oh, Y/N, I didn’t mean to-,”

“No, no, you clearly did,” you shook your head, interrupting her. “It’s fine, really. But next time you get sick of me, have the fucking courtesy to actually break up with me, please?”

“What are you talking about?”

“You’re barely answering any of my texts, and every time we talk you’re miles away. And now you’re throwing a party with the whole team, except for me. What gives?”

“It’s not what you think!”

“What the hell am I supposed to think, then? Do you even realize what the past few weeks have been like for me? Jesus, Tammy, I’ve been worried sick.”

Tammy didn’t know what to say. She didn’t want to lose you, she knew she couldn’t lose you, but to explain the plans and explain everything she’d prepared would ruin so, so much.

“Y/N, I love you with my entire heart. I can explain, I promise.”

“No, forget it,” a cab pulled up to the sidewalk and you yanked open the door. “Come back when you’ve made up your mind, I guess. Unless it’s something I don’t want to hear. Bye, Tammy.”

With that, the cab sped away, and you left a stunned Tammy standing on the sidewalk.

It was nearly two weeks later. You didn’t know how on earth you got this far without talking to Tammy at all, but you figured you made it clear where you stood. If she never talked to you again, you understood the message, and you were through.

A bit overdramatic, maybe, you wondered? If it was, you weren’t prepared to be the first one to cave. You wouldn’t go begging and crawling back to her. You were too stubborn and proud- even with the constant crying over the past few days.

You were sitting at a bar, drinking a sweet and fruity drink while watching some mindless sports game on the monitor when a familiar blonde slid into the seat next to you.

“Go away,” you said, not looking at Lou. She waved her hand, and the bartender set to work on a drink for her.

“Good evening to you too, sweetheart,” she said.

“What are you doing here?”

“I could ask you the same thing. This is my bar after all,” she received her drink and took a big gulp, leaning forward on the bar and looking over at you.

“No it isn’t,” you frowned, trying to piece your memory together. “Your club is dozens of blocks from here.”

“Yeah, and then I bought almost every bar and club on this side of the city. You’re looking at one rich-ass owner, Y/N.” Lou grinned, but you couldn’t be bothered to return the smile.

“Well, congrats Lou. No need to rub it in. Some of us are meant to just be broke.”

“Since when did you become such a downer?”

“Uh, since my girlfriend decided her life was better off without me?” you scoffed.

“Is that really what she said to you?” Lou asked, blue eyes piercing. You shifted in your seat.

“Not exactly, but I know when people are tired of me,” you muttered. “Walking in on the whole team who went through hell together having a party without me kinda sends a clear message.”

Lou chewed her lip, and sighed. She pushed the empty glass away from her and took her time to unwrap a stick of gum.

It was quiet between the two of you as she got up and straightened her jacket, flicking her bleach blonde hair away from her eyes.

“It wasn’t a party, Y/N,” she said. “Talk to Tammy. She’s been absolute shit the past week.”

You bristled, not wanting to think about Tammy again. But Lou left you to it, paying for your drink, and headed out the door. You rubbed your face, tired, and lonely, and cursing yourself for letting it get this far.

Hesitantly, you took out your phone, reading the ‘six new voicemails’ notification, and lingering your finger over the green listening button. All from Tammy.

“Hey, Y/N. Giving me a taste of my own medicine, huh?” A weak laugh. “I’m sorry for not responding or talking more with you.. you have every right to be angry.”

You got up and headed home slowly, going through each voicemail carefully, listening at least twice.

“God I don’t even know where to start. It’s been so... empty without you. Please call me soon? There’s so much I want to tell you.”

Turning multiple corners, you put on your sunglasses, hoping it would hide the tears threatening to spill over.

“I feel terrible. And the girls are mad at me for letting you get away. Not-not like you ran away, but- but not fighting for you, you know? For such a stupid, stupid reason too. I, uh, hm... I miss you.”

I miss you. You stared at your front door, listening as the voicemail ended, frozen. You were mere steps from getting inside, but there was something in the way.

Tammy looked over her shoulder, standing on your doorstep, and you nearly burst into tears all over again. She was startled just like you were, surprised to see you there.

Your arm dropped limply to your side, voicemail forgotten, and you took a shaky breath,

“I miss you too.”

You sat across each other awkwardly. You offered her a cup of tea, she politely declined. Tammy was carrying a large tote bag with things inside, and you were intrigued, but didn’t make any effort to start the conversation. You would remain stoic, and not cave. No matter how beautiful she looked, how rosy her cheeks were, how done up her hair was. But there were giant bags under her eyes that you could not ignore, and something pulled at your heartstrings.

“You look well,” Tammy said, smiling weakly.

“No I don't,” you replied. Her face fell. “Neither do you.” Ouch.

“Crazy what only two weeks can do to a person, right?” she chuckled hoarsely.

She continued, “I realize that... that I didn’t handle things very well, with how it ended.. on the sidewalk that night.”

“Hmm.”

Her fingers were shaking, and your resolve nearly crumbled. She reached into the bag and grabbed a massive binder, nearly bursting with the amount of pages. Your name was written in thick letters on the front.

“This is why I wasn’t talking to you,” she muttered, bashfully. “And I realized that keeping this a secret from you isn’t worth the risk of losing you.. like, actually losing you and never getting to have you in my life again.”

Your mouth fell open as you turned to the first page. It was one of those massive wedding planner books that some young girls like to have when dreaming of their future wedding.

Only it was for your birthday. Lists and lists of your favourite music, your favourite foods, restaurants, colours and clothes. Plans for venues, DJs, special outings and reservations. Plans for each member of the team to take care of little things; drinks, dances, meals, performers...

“Oh my god,” you whispered.

“It was going to be your first birthday with the two of us really together. It was supposed to be a surprise... perfect and special. I guess I went a little over the top..” she rubbed her neck with her hand and blushed.

“Tammy... oh my god,” you kept saying, with every new page, and new intricate lists and ideas. “Oh my god.”

“This is incredible,” you breathed, tears falling freely now. “I’m so, so sorry.”

“No no, I should be the one apologizing,” Tammy replied firmly. “I should have told you.”

“But then it wouldn’t have been a surprise! Oh my god, I should have been more trusting in you,” you cried softly. “Tammy, oh, god. Tammy, I love you so much.”

Every detail was spot-on. She knew you inside and out, like no one else ever knew you. No one had ever cared so deeply for you, to think so deeply for you.

Now Tammy was crying too, and you were two blubbering messes, clasping hands across the table and spilling tears on the pages. Thankfully, they were laminated.

“I’ve scrapped it all,” Tammy confessed.

Your head snapped up, “What?”

“Well, when I say scrapped.. I rescheduled it for next year.. I didn’t think that you would want this anymore. Not after what I did.”

“Debbie thought it a good idea to just move it to next year, in case you still wanted it, and.. well, in case you and I are still...” she cleared her throat, face red, not wanting to finish her sentence for fear of jinxing it.

You pushed your chair back and walked over to her, cupping her face and kissing her sweetly. She melted in your touch.

“Of course I’ll still want it,” you said, brushing her mouth with your lips. “I want you.”

“So-, are- are we o-okay?” Tammy’s breath hitched with increasing sobs and you kissed her, again and again.

“Yes, yes, yes,” you laughed, kissing her tears away. “I don’t want anything except you.”

“Good,” Tammy giggled, “because I don’t think I had anymore energy to finish these plans.”

“When did you start making this?”

“About a month ago.”

“Oh, Tammy, my God,” you threw your head back, understanding why she had gotten so distanced now. “You can’t possibly think all of that-” gesturing to the thick book, “would be possible to plan in just a few weeks right? Not with your perfectionist habits, at least.”

“Hey,” Tammy warned, but her eyes were twinkling.

“Plus, I love every single detail you put in there, I swear, but I don’t need anything except you and the people we love on my birthday. Seriously.”

“Good, because that’s exactly what Lou offered after she slapped some sense into me,” Tammy confessed. “A party at her loft or one of her clubs? And then.. cake?”

“Yes!” you clapped your hands. “Our friends, and cake.”

You slid forward to sit in Tammy’s lap and pressed your warm face in her neck, kissing her there and hugging her closely.

“That’s all I need,” you murmured. “That’s how it’s supposed to be.”

Tammy let out another sob, wrapping her arms around you tightly and kissing the side of your head, nuzzling your hair without abandon.

A/N: A bit longer than usual but I wanted to do the lovely request justice :D Miscommunication is such a bitch... especially when it doesn’t work out, but in this fiction land it does!! We love soft!Tammy~

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rcksmith · 4 years ago

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You — Five Hargreeves

Request: “Could I get 37 and 63 from the smut prompts with older Five, if you are comfortable, if not then understandable”

Smut Prompts:

37. “I’m so sick of your voice. Why don’t you come over here and put your mouth to better use?”

63. “Could he make you feel as good as i do?”

A/ N: We not tolerate any pedophilia here!!

I write about Five with their 20s. I write the same about the characters of Harry Potter.

I hope it got close to what you wanted. ❤️

English is not my first language, so I so sorry if have a mistake.

Requests are open. Love you ❤️

Couple: Five Hargreeves / Fem! Reader.

Warnings: Smut, bad words.

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You had dated some guys before, because no one turned 22 without getting hurt a little for love, but no relationship proved as intense (and difficult) as dating Five Hargreeves. If you could describe the 1 year that you were together, you would use only two words: sex and coldness.

Sex because Five had an appetite you've never seen in your life and you loved it. It was strong, intense, hot. He always seemed to want to discount your internal problems by fucking you hard, and you couldn't deny that his raw footprints drove you crazy.

And coldness because Five Hargreeves, as well as being hot in sex, was the north pole in romance. He was dry, very reserved, without any appreciation for physical touch or cutest demonstrations. He did not like to talk to much or participate in frivolous conversations.

He always had a sarcastic or rude argument for his comments about thinking that the two of you should act more like a couple and not like nymphomaniacs. And as time went by, you got tired of feeling that you didn't have a partner but a sex disk.

That's when you finished it all. It ended because you liked affection and love and not just fucking. It ended because you thought you deserved more and you didn't want to build a life with someone so cold.

That was the purpose of a relationship, wasn't it? Wanting to build a future with someone. And when you didn't see yourself building a future with Five anymore, you just finished. It was difficult, obviously. It shattered your heart, because in the end you still loved him, but it hurt more to know that there was no way to fix it.

And that's why you found yourself here, in a crowded nightclub, at 2 am, dancing with your friends and kissing any man just to try to forget Five. It had been three months since you two broke up, and staying in your room crying and eating chocolate didn't seem to be helping you get over it. So when your friends asked you out, you went. You went because you wanted to get drunk, kiss some cat guy and forget that your heart was in pieces.

And that was why you were kissing that guy, squeezing the back of his neck while his hands went down around you waist and squeezed your ass. He didn't have the intensity and electricity of Five, but he was a handsome, so... it would have to do.

As soon as you separated from him and started dancing with your friends again, enjoying the deafening music and what the drink did to your head and body, you felt more numb from the pain.

“I need another drink.” You warned one of your friends, almost screaming to try to make yourself heard with all that deafening music.

As soon as she nodded and you started walking among all those huddled bodies, you arrived at the counter a few seconds later, sitting in the only vacant seat.

“Vodka, pure.” You didn't want anything sweet, too soft. You wanted something rough, strong, that would mess with your system.

You needed something stronger than the pain you were feeling.

After turning the first shot, swallowing and closing your eyes for a second, trying to hold the grimace and the strong taste, you were going to ask for another when a voice came up behind you:

“Nothing more for her, thanks.”

You froze. Your heart failed and then shot to alarming levels. You knew that voice, you knew it better than your own. Suddenly, whether by drinking or by the presence behind you, your body started to get hot, shaky and wobbly. If you tried to get up now, you would surely fall.

That bastard wouldn't dare ...

“Hello, stranger.”

Yes, he would dare.

You turned to Five, amazed. Suddenly, you have never felt so sober in life, rigid, with heightened senses. And that was what you were talking about too. Whenever Five was involved, you became someone you didn't like. You were much more attentive to any intonation or half words, searching for hidden meanings for him sentences.

You hated that. You hated having to look for clues when in fact the person should say with word what he felt. You hated having to analyze syllable by syllable to know the true feelings. When all a dating should bring was honesty, calm, peace and complicity.

“What are you doing here?!” You were not smooth, because any situation involving Five was already exasperating for you.

“Is it forbidden to go to a nightclub?” The same condescending tone, the hands in the pockets, the smug look, the smirk.

Five was beautiful as sin, it was the definition of superb, but outer beauty was not you its weakness. So, as much as he looked like a God under those flashing lights, you just rolled your eyes.

“As far as I can remember, you called places like ‘Waste of time’ or ‘Ridiculous places Klaus goes to’ or, ‘Am I better than these places’ ” You were acidic, turning back to the front and asking the waiter for a shot again.

Five wouldn't tell you how much to drink.

“How skittish are we?” But turning forward was a bad idea, because Five leaned in behind you, breathing in your ear, in your neck.

You held a gasp, pressing your thighs together and trying to focus on anything other than the intense presence behind you.

“You are so skittish” then the voice continued under your skin, and you felt some fingers from it take your hair off your neck. “You used to be so obedient...”

So you were transported to the millions of memories of the times he fucked you. The millions of times he made you scream and obey his every command. Yes, you were a good girl for Five. And that sucked.

“Five.” Your voice was a warning, and when the waiter served your shot, you turned without thinking twice or without Five daring to intrude. “Go away”

You got up from the chair, trying to dodge his touch. Because you knew that if he touched you, you would give in, and if you gave in, you would end up in his bed, and if you did, your heart would be even more broken the next day.

Five frowned, questioning, his gaze fixed on you. Then all that intense energy was replaced by an angry wave.

“Is it because of him?”

His?

Now you frowned, but in a confused expression and you were beginning to wonder if Five had gone mad.

“Who…”

“Don't be innocent, I saw you with him today, just now. Rubbing on him like... like... ”

So Five was close to you again. The height of him making you lift the chin to look at him, the smell of man invading your nose... God, his are a fucking handsome and...

Focus!

"Whose are you talking about?" Five was still looking at you angrily and now with a hint of irony.

And that's when you realized who he was talking about. The guy you just kissed.

“For God's sake, Five!” You answered, incredulous. “It’s not ‘how are you, Y / N?’ Or ‘how have you been, Y/N?’ No, this is always your possessiveness of not losing your toy to someone else! But you know, big boy, your train left a long time ago.” You looked at him as if Five were your biggest enemy, and turned your back on him.

You needed to get away, needed to keep as much distance between you as possible. You already felt the grip in your throat, your eyes burning. God, this guy had an overwhelming power over you. You still love him, much, holy fuck!

Then you crossed the nightclub again, past the sea of dancing bodies, hoping that, luckily, Five would lose sight of you in the crowd. But you no longer needed songs, dances or drinks, your mind was pounding so much that you just thought about being alone, at least for a second.

You continued to advance between the bodies, and when you reached the other end of the club, now far enough from the bar, you entered the ladies' room. The deafening sound of the music was drowned out when you closed the door, and only then did you manage to release the breath you were holding.

You was put both hands on the sink, taking a moment with your own thoughts before looking ahead and seeing your reflection. You weren't as bad as you felt, some mascara had out. The mirror said you should go home, but you didn't know if you could face those people outside with the possibility of seeing Five any second.

Lowering your head once more to turn on the tap and wet your hands to rub the back of your neck, you sighed deeply when the sensation of the cold water hit your hot skin. But all the sense of relief was gone when you looked in the mirror again and saw Five.

You gave a startled scream, turning to him in a burst and resting your hands on the sink behind you.

“What the fuck, Five!” Your heart was still pounding, but you were beginning to suspect it was because of his little smile.

Five was strode toward you, and he didn't stop until your body was trapped between his and the sink. It was hot. Five seethed like hell and smelled of sin, and you began to feel the pulse of it. It was unbearable how much power he had over you. But the truth was that you would always be a moldable dough in the hands of Five. Worse, he knew it.

He knew because you could see it in the way he looked at you, the way his hands went up from his your thigh to his neck, the way he leaned into your ear and murmured:

“You can't run from me, cute.”

And if you were a molding dough before, now you were clay on his fingers. You closed your eyes, taking a deep breath through and pressing your fingers into the sink behind you.

“You were never a good liar.” He continued, the velvet voice from hell seducing you "I can feel your excitement from here."

Now you were on fire. Your core pulsed for him, your body burned and the desire became so strong that you felt like crying.

“Five...” You wanted to tell him to walk away, to leave. But your body begged you to willingly accept what he was giving you. The truth was, you wanted more.

“My good girl” now his thin, white fingers were on your neck, running the tips over your heaving skin.

Five Hargreeves was the wrong way and you were going willingly. You wanted to leave, but your whole body was begging you to let him touch you some more. Just a little more…

“Look at you…” Five's voice was still hoarse and seductive, his right hand wandered from your neck to the side of your body, outlining all your curves as if it were a goddamn treasure “I barely touched you and you're already excited.”

You wanted to say that it was ridiculous, that he was very arrogant. But you would only dig your own grave, because the truth was that you were excited. Much. And lying to a fucking genius was almost always impossible.

"Could he make you feel as good as i do?" If he hadn't been a presumptuous arrogant before, now he was.

His hand sank between your legs, and you groaned loudly when you felt the cold finger touch the core of your burning panties. You tilted your head back, leaning against the mirror as you closed your eyes in a silent groan.

“I bet you don't” now kisses landed on the skin of your exposed neck, heading towards the neckline “But I want to hear you say it.”

You could not. Because his fingers were playing with you and his mouth was all over the pulp of your breasts. It was too much, too much stimulus for your poor body that would be satisfied with just one kiss.

That's when the thought of the kiss brought you back to Earth orbit. Kisses have always been very intimate and romantic, and you remember that Five almost never kissed you much. It hurt you. It hurt because it looked like you were good enough for him to fuck you, but not good enough for him to think about being more loving and fighting for your relationship.

“Five…” Five lifted the mouth of your breasts, looking at you intently. “ I can't.”

"Why not? We had fun a loot before. ”

“Because this... this is not healthy. We will regret it tomorrow. ”

Five frowned, his hand motionless between your legs.

“Is there someone else?” His voice was low.

“Oh my God, no!” It was absurd how he only cared about that “You don't care about me! Only if someone is fucking me! ”

“God, Y / N!” Five was amazed “ What do you think I'm doing here?!"

You looked at Five as if him were crazy, and looked down at the position of their bodies and looked back at him, signaling very well what was happening.

Five laughed, perplexed, and took his hands off you immediately. He took a few steps back, the shadow of bitter laughter still bordering his mouth.

“Do you think I came here just to eat you?” Five's vocabulary could always be very dirty when he wanted to, and that secretly always turned you on. “Holy God, Y / N!”

“You think this is what ?!”

Then he came to you. And long hands held your face with intensity. There was despair in that touch, passion... and a very overwhelming desire.

“I want you. Ardently.” His voice was not soft “I came here to meet you and try to talk, because I want you back so much. Because I love you. But when I saw you in that little dress... kissing another one... Ah, Y / N” Now he stoked you with the words, each syllable beating against your lips “ I wanted to fuck you in front of everyone for them to see to whom that bitch belongs.”

You sighed loudly. You didn't want to, but it was involuntary. You should want more. You should want him to apologize out about the things he did, ask you back. But the truth was, the desire rumbled through your veins and you didn't want to wait any longer. For now, that would do.

You kissed him. With intensity, despair and savagery. Five reciprocated like a hungry animal and put his hands on your thigh, propelling you up and sitting you in the sink. You were hungry animals that used each other as food.

You thought a sex of reconciliation would be loving and intense. But Five always showed you that sex with him would always be rude. He was didn't make love to you, he fucked you, hard.

Five clutched your body with all his fingers, marking yoyr skin with purple ten digits. He pulled you close as if he could merge with you, and the panties you wore were brutally torn when he went to take them off.

When Five touched you, where you wanted it most, and pushed two fingers brutally into you, you screamed loudly and whined afterwards like a kitten.

"Oh, I will destroy you.” It was not a promise, it was a warning, a reminder of what he would do to you seconds later.

“Five!” You clasped your hands on his shoulders, shifting your waist around he fingers “please... please...!”

“Please what?!” Now he was rough, the fingers coming in and out of you aggressively, hitting your aching walls “Please, Five, fuck me? Or, please, Five, make me come?”

You groaned loudly, the words matching his aggressive rhythm.

“Fuck me! Fuck me, now! ” You stirred up more “Fuck me hard, Five.”

Suddenly, his other hand clung to your face, pulling you by the chin to look at him.

“Command, no! Begging, yes, it's cute, now commanding is unacceptable!” It was a clear, fierce warning. And when you whimpered and agreed to submit, Five tightened your jaw “I’m so sick of your voice. Why don’t you come over here and put your mouth to better use?”

Then him hand that was on your chin went to the nape of your neck, holding your hair tightly and bringing you closer. He removed his fingers from you, and come close at your mouth. You obediently opened it and took his two fingers. He didn't have to tell you to start sucking, running your tongue over all the mess you had made on his fingers.

“My dear good girl.”

His approval was followed by a friendly pat on your face, removing his hand from the back of your neck and unfastening his own belt. Five didn’t give you time to think before entering you, sinking deep into your core.

You screamed, pressing his fingers to your mouth and closing your eyes with intensity. But Five didn't give you time to breathe, his rhythm was constant, raw, arrogant, he was pushing hard inside you and you couldn't help but let out loud moans.

Five used the hand that was not in your mouth to grab your left thigh, releasing a loud, cracking slap when you squeezed it inside. You tried to keep sucking his fingers, but the intensity he put in you was so strong that your head was spinning.

“Do you want to come, little girl? Do you want to come for me?” He withdrew his fingers from your mouth, dissatisfied.

"Yea! Yes, please!"

Now you were begging. Begged in a pure and submissive way, and Five loved it. His pace increased, the thrusts became strong and steady, and his limb beat so deeply that you lost your breath. You were close, so close. felt herself being pushed into a giant, endless chasm, held by a thread that would soon break.

“Come to me, little bitch!” And that was cutting the wire.

You came. Intensely. You squeezed him inside as if your life depended on it and was rewarded with the hot, strong liquid filling you to the brim. You two were both panting, sweaty and satisfied. And you whimpered when his member was gone and the cum dripped from its pulsing core.

Five stared at the scene, mesmerized, letting out a loud sigh of satisfaction and kiss you again, now soft and lovin

"Welcome back." and you laughed, pushing his shoulder at the stupid joke.

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myhaikyuuthings · 5 years ago

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Road Trips

request: Omg can you please do a hc of what it would feel like going on a road trip with kuroo, akaashi, bokuto, and oikawa (separately) + their close friends? Like who would ride in the same car as them and their s/o? Who’s driving? What type of music are they listening to (can one of them be IFLY by Bazzi where they sing/scream w their s/o and it’s all fluffy) Are they going to playfully race the other car with the rest of the group? Hand on thigh? Playing with their hands? Night at a hotel? Thank you!

a/n: i love road trips omg this is such a cute request. i looked up real locations for this as well! i highly recommend looking them up they’re all gorgeous

Pairings: kuroo x reader, akaashi x reader, bokuto x reader and oikawa x reader ( separate )

warnings: suggestive themes mentioned, very very minimal

Kuroo:

okay so in this car is Kuroo, Kenma, Tsukishima and you

you sat up front beside Kuroo for most of the ride, his hand holding yours over the gear shift

yes he drives a stick shift and Will use your hand to switch gears instead of just letting go of your hand because hes clingy and yes tsukki teases the both of you for it

the four of you were on your way to Mount Iwaki in Hirosaki, you picked Tsukishima up along the way

so the first good bit of the drive was just you, your boyfriend and his best friend

Kenma laid in the back playing on his switch with headphones in while you and Kuroo... well belted out lyrics of love songs to each other

kenma had endured it for two songs before finally snapping and getting his headphones out

“i was a player that was the old me” kuroo sang out, giving your hand a squeeze when you started laughing

“at first, i was hesitant” you sang back in between giggles, dancing in your seat

“now all them other bitches is irrelevant.... i guess what i’m saying is i fucking love you” he brought his face close to yours as he sang, taking advantage of the stop light to kiss you gently

“lights green romeo,” kenma spoke up, shaking his head as the two of you pulled back with a deep blush

you and Kuroo moved to the back seat after getting Tsukki, letting Kenma drive for a bit while Kuroo slept on your chest

“is he trying to push your boobs against his head like he does his pillows” tsukishima groaned from the front seat, having turned around to give you your snacks

“...yes yes he is”

Akaashi:

the only other person in your car was bokuto tbh

no one else could handle his energy Or his emo mode without Akaashi

he was in control of the aux for your short roadtrip, only heading to Joren Falls in Izu

Akaashi isn’t big on PDA even if it’s just Bokuto around , so it wasn’t often he held your hand while driving

you Did feed him while he drove though, and he always made sure to press a kiss to your hand in thanks

Bokuto sulked because he didn’t get any kisses, literally only stopped sulking when Akaashi kissed his hand too

Bo played a lot of “bubblegum pop”

specifically, ‘baby one more time’ by britney spears on repeat for well over half an hour

by the fourth play, Akaashi looked Done with life... until you started singing along

“ Boy, you got me blinded” you and bokuto sang out together, holding your snacks as microphones

“Oh, pretty baby, there's nothing that I wouldn't do for you” you sang, adding on to it as you looked at Akaashi, giggling at the deep blush that covered his cheeks

bokuto took over driving half way through, completely content with you sitting in the back with Akaashi as long as you still passed him snacks

the two of you sat in the back, your thigh pressed against his with your head resting on his shoulder

honestly a road trip with him is just a lot of subtle touches, blushy Akaashi, and many many snacks

Bokuto:

in his car we have akaashi, kuroo, bokuto and you

the four of you were going pretty far out, planning to visit Ogawa Waterfall in the Kimotsuki district

the four of you routinely threw darts at a map to find the next roadtrip location and Bokuto had spun around so much that you ended up farther than ever

he had driven for the first few hours and was now in the back with you, laying with his head on your lap in the admittedly large backseat

kuroo had mac miller playing in the background, bokuto mumbling along to the lyrics as you ran your fingers through his hair

“ I never thought life would be this sweet” his words were so low you almost didn’t hear him as he sang along, a smile tugging at your lips as he was only singing the positive parts of the song

“Life couldn't get better” he sang, looking up at you as you passed Kuroo the chips “This 'gon be the best day ever “

you smiled to yourself, leaning back in your seat and returning your fingers to his hair

he winked at you, moving gently to the music

you leaned down, pressing your lips to his

“hey at least wait until we get to the hotel, making us single guys watch is so unfair,” kuroo groaned playfully, laughing as you chucked a pack of gummies at him in embarrassment

it took another five hours for you all to reach the hotel, you all needed to sleep before continuing the long trip. you stopped in a little town in Hyogo

the night was spent with soft praises and love confessions while you two cuddled

Oikawa:

you two didn’t go far, but Iwaizumi tagged along ofc

you were on your way to Kitaibaraki beach in Ibaraki

with only seven hours left of your trip, Iwaizumi had moved to the back seat and you sat in the front with your boyfriend

his hand Stayed on your thigh the entire drive, his thumb rubbing circles into the exposed skin

“Stop being clingy Shittykawa,” iwaizumi groaned from the back, just teasing

“he’s baby it’s okay!” you pouted, poking your tongue out at your friend

in your defense, you were very sleepy and wanted as much of Oikawa’s attention as possible, usually you’d tease him with Iwaizumi

Oikawa literally almost wrecked the car because he was so happy “I’M BABY EAT THAT IWA-CHAN”

you’re 90% sure his hand left a mark from how hard he grabbed your thigh & if he hadn’t been driving Iwaizumi would’ve hit him for sure

You were in charge of the aux, but on Oikawa’s phone

you scrolled a lot before finally deciding on a song

oikawa laughed a little at your song choice, Iwaizumi already passed out in the backseat as you sang along

“ I feel so comfortable with you” you removed his hand from your thigh, lacing your fingers with his with a smile

“You make me comfortable with you” he sings along, bringing your linked hands to his face to press kisses to your knuckles

“ wanna go deep Into me,” you sang, trying to hold back your laughter when his eyes widened “let you in me, inside you deserve it”

thankfully Iwaizumi stayed asleep through the song, and the... help you gave Oikawa after how the song made him feel

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