#she's so handsome i'm losing my mind actually

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Julien Baker at All Things Go in Columbia MD via v4nishingpoint on twitter!

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⛥ﾟ・。 piña colada

synopsis: some women just can't take a hint... good thing Zoro's only got eyes for one girl.

cw: nsfw (oral: female receiving), this woman is really shameless, surprisingly tender Zoro, you two are so in love, kinda magical ngl, etc.

"Hey, there," a woman—who was in the tiniest bikini known to man—hummed, tone low as she approached the lounge chair. "I don't think I've seen you on this island before."

'For fuck's sake...'

Annoyed, Zoro let a heavy sigh out from his nose, not even bothering to glance in the girl's direction as his sunglasses shaded his harsh side eye.

You'd think after seeing eight other women walk dejectedly away from his umbrella, the others would catch the hint?

"Not interested," he stated, curtly, hands firmly tucked behind his head as he looked out to sea.

The woman chuckled, softly, completely ignoring his comment and taking a seat in the sand.

She sat criss-crossed, dropping her hands in her lap and using her arms to slightly push her tits together, attempting to endearingly lean closer to your swordsman.

"Don't be so hasty," she sweetly smiled, taking his rudeness in stride. "Haven't even given me the chance to speak."

"Well, that's 'cause I really don't give a shit what you say otherwise," he sighed, shutting his eyes.

"I can name ten other men off the top of my head that would beg to differ," she countered, slyly.

"I'm not other men."

"You certainly aren't..."

'Walked right into that one.'

His brows flattened, and for a moment he wondered if this was a real person talking, slightly glancing around to see if he could find a camera crew of some sort.

Yet, to his surprise, there was none.

"I have a girlfriend," he dealt the finishing blow, delivering the final line that scared away all the other women from before.

He could finally get some peace and quiet.

"I don't see her here," the woman shrugged, simply, as if what he just said made no difference to her.

Zoro threw his head back with an irritated groan, wanting nothing more than to drop kick the woman away and go back to napping.

This was all Luffy and Usopp's fault.

The crew had been docked on a tropical summer island for a few days, and for all of them, you and Zoro had gone down to the beach together and lounged in the sun—tanning, napping, eating, and drinking in rotation.

But on that particular day, the boys had whisked you away to go explore some cove they found on the beach's edge, leaving your swordsman to fend off the wolves by himself.

And at first, it wasn't that bad.

The girls that approached were polite and had pure intentions, and actually respected his wishes when he said he was uninterested.

But numbers four through eight?

Hell, the woman sitting next to him?

Less so.

"Are you deaf or somethin'?" he asked, brows furrowed as he sat up, not appreciating her comment at all. "I already told you, I'm not interested. So get lost."

"Oh, c'mon," she rolled her eyes with a laugh. "There's no way you actually have a girlfriend. No girl in her right mind would leave her man alone on a beach like this, especially if he was as handsome as you."

"Maybe that's why she's my girlfriend and you're not," he scoffed, sarcastically.

Her brow twitched, the remark clearly striking a nerve as her posture suddenly straightened, her sickeningly sweet tone turning sour in a second.

"Well then, maybe your girlfriend can step up and we can see who's really the shit," she spat, standing from her spot in the sand. "Since she's so fuckin' great, let's see how she fares in a fight."

A smirk rose to the woman's lips, her hand coming to rest cockily on her hip.

"I might not look it, but I'm this island's martial arts champion... And I've yet to lose a fight. So let's see how she does with her face in the sand."

Zoro paused a moment, almost disbelieving, lifting up his sunglasses and taking a breath to see if the woman was serious.

She was.

Deadly serious, actually.

'HA!'

The man threw his head back in a burst of uproarious laughter, the sound causing the woman to jolt with surprise, and slight fear.

She'd never seen his expressions range anything past annoyance, so seeing him so amused seemed almost uncanny, especially since he was nearly howling with hilarity.

But he couldn't help himself.

You, the woman with a bounty over one billion?

You, the woman with the devil fruit of the personified spirit of death?

You, the woman who has fought literal monsters with her bare hands?

Lose to a random martial arts lady on a peaceful summer island?

It was almost too much.

The woman's brows furrowed, face warming at the mockery.

"The hell's so funny?!" she huffed with a childish pout.

Attempting to regain his composure, he wiped a tear from his eye, slightly clutching his stomach as his laughs died down.

"She'd fuckin' kill you," he chuckled, shoulders bobbing. "Like actually."

Furious, the woman broke into a long-winded tirade about why she would win... or how badly you would lose... or something along those lines.

If he was being honest, he zoned out the moment she started talking, something more interesting seeming to catch his eye.

You.

Like a dog with a bone, he watched, mesmerized, as you made your way over, hips looking ripe and tender for the grabbing.

'Goddamn...'

After days in the sun, you'd developed a delectably smooth tan, the sunscreen you had him apply earlier giving your skin an alluring shine.

Eyes scanning over your body, he took in the light (f/c) of your bikini, which had a few complimentary, (o/c) flowers decorating its corners, along with the waist beads resting lazily over your stomach, not to mention the gold anklets and bracelets that littered your ankles and wrists.

You looked good enough to eat—a thought he didn't mind indulging in later.

"Hey! Are you listening to me?" the woman continued pestering him, her hand coming up to rest on his bicep.

Huge mistake.

Faster than she could even see, Zoro grabbed her wrist, pulling her hand off and staring her down with a deadly glare, his patience long since run thin.

The woman froze, fear slowly creeping into her chest at the sharpness of his eyes.

He looked like he had half the mind to slit her throat right there.

"I'm only gonna tell you this one last time..." he warned, tone leaving no room for argument. "Get. Lost."

Roughly, he let go of her, and she quickly scrambled to her feet, scurrying back over to the safety of her friend's towel just as you arrived.

"Hey, Zo'!" you chirped, taking a seat on your swordsman's lap as you took a sip of your cocktail, which was in a cut-off coconut.

"Hey, pretty," he greeted with a smirk, placing a kiss on your neck. "Whatchu got there?"

"Some kinda coconut-rum drink," you answered, plucking the pineapple off the rim and taking a bite out of it. "The guy at the bar called it a Piña Colada."

Zoro nodded, "S'it any good?"

"Might be a bit too sweet for you," you shrugged, holding it out to him. "But try it."

Leaning forward, he sipped a bit from the straw, his nose scrunching slightly.

It was incredibly sweet.

"Yeah, I figured as much," you giggled, amused by his expression as you took it back. "By the way, who was that girl that went running away from here? She looked scared."

Slightly, you leaned over to glance at her, who was sitting not too far away, and raised a brow as she quickly turned around, terrified by your gaze. 

'The hell?'

"Was she in trouble or somethin'?"

Zoro chuckled, knowingly, his hand sliding up your side to give your hip a lackadaisical squeeze. 

"Nah," he shook his head, finally leaning back and allowing himself to relax in the chair. "Just needed help takin' a hint."

"So... I miss anything while you were on your trip with Luffy?" Zoro asked with a smile, slowly gliding his oar through the sparkling ocean.

You lit up with excitement, suddenly reminded of the events of the day.

"I wish I dragged you along! You woulda loved it," you sighed, leaning back in your spot in the canoe. "Turns out this island isn't as peaceful as we thought. When we went to the edge of the beach, we found tons of monster-sized crabs and lobsters, all of them strong as hell."

You smirked, holding up your fist.

"Me an' Luffy made a game over who could beat the most, while Usopp kept count. And we ended up in a draw."

'Damn.'

That blew his day fighting off women right out the water.

He should've gone with you.

"What about you? Anything interesting happen while I was away?" you asked.

"Eh," he shrugged, moving his oar to the other side. "Nothin' worth mentioning. My day was honestly pretty boring."

But he was hoping to change that.

While you were gone, he found Nami and Robin on the beach, and managed to weave through theirs sea of admirers in order to ask some advice.

Things had been going really great between the two of you, and since you were always so good with surprising him with gifts and gestures, he wanted to try his hand at it.

Of course, he had no idea where to begin.

And while Nami was little to no help, spending most of the time talking his ear off about how brutish and hopeless he was, Robin recommended taking you out to the nearby cove for a romantic night.

So, after scrounging up his island allowance and buying some booze and a canoe, he swept you away, all of the day's tribulations fading to the back of his mind as he watched you sit down in his lap.

"Y'know, this is really sweet of you, Zoro," you smiled, your fingers carefully tracing the scar across his chest. "Makin' me feel all special..."

He nodded, eyes raking over your face with an almost analytical look.

God, you were so fuckin' pretty.

It was almost baffling.

If he wasn't in this canoe—

"Figured you deserved something nice," he cleared his throat, warding off the less than decent thoughts creeping into his head.

He couldn't keep the romance up if he was too busy thinking about jumping your bones.

But little did he know... you were thinking the same thing.

Shifting your position, you rested your knees on either side of him, smoothly moving to bury your face in his neck, placing firm, meaningful kisses on his flesh. 

Instinctively, the man leaned into your touch, one of his hands coming up to steady you at the small of your back, while the other continued to paddle.

Gliding your manicured hands up his body, you rested them on his strong shoulders, using them for purchase as you continued to nip at him.

His chest rumbled with a deep hum at the feeling, relishing in the way your lips felt against his pulse point, sucking a hickey onto his skin.

Yet, just as it was getting good, you pulled away with a soft pop, moving to obscure his view of the water.

"I'm blockin' you. You can't see. What're we gonna do?" you grinned, cheekily, continuing to move in front of him as he tried to peer around you. "Oh, my Gods, we're gonna crash."

He looked up at you with a small smirk and a raised brow, amused, as you continued your antics.

"Oh, no. What's gonna happen?"

Suddenly, his hand roughly pulled you into his side, a soft squeal leaving your lips as he chuckled, allowing you to wrap your arms around his neck and continue your kissing assault while his two hands returned to the oar.

Nuzzling into the crook of his neck, you peppered lazy kisses on his skin, your hand coming up to card through the hairs at the base of his neck.

Tenderly, Zoro placed a few kisses of his own on your shoulder, his eye perking at the sight of your destination.

Robin had given him impossibly thorough instructions on how to get there, which is the only reason why you two hadn't miraculously made it to the next island.

"Hey..." he lightly nudged you as the boat approached the shore. "We're here."

Lifting your head, you carefully flew out his lap, touching down on the dry sand as he hopped into the shallow water, walking around to the back and pushing the canoe onto the shore.

"Oh, wow," you gasped, in awe at the beauty laid before you. "This is beautiful! Look at the view"

The moon hovered over the water, making the waves crystallize like diamonds below, just as the stars in the ink-black sky.

The sea breeze wafted your hair and cooled the sweat on your body from the heat of the day.

It felt good to get away from people, the serenity too nice to put off.

Suddenly, Zoro scooped you up, you in one arm and the case of booze in the other as he began walking toward the cove.

"It gets better," he smirked, leading you over to where the tall rocks flattened out and arched upward, turning themselves into a natural cabana.

Placing you down, he quickly gathered some sticks from nearby, before bringing them back and starting a fire.

And as he did so, you couldn't help but marvel at his body, thick, corded muscle flexing and extending under his skin at each minute movement, looking delicious enough to bite.

And that wasn't the blood-sucker in you talking.

You sighed in contentment as you tipped your head up towards the sky, admiring the stars twinkling above

Finishing up, Zoro plopped down beside you and threw an arm around your shoulder, pulling you into his side with a proud smile.

"Nice, right?" he chuckled.

You lazily nodded, wanting to stay there forever—among the water, stars, and him.

You peered up at him through your lashes, hesitant to speak in fear of ruining the moment.

Slowly, he wrapped his arms around you, engulfing you in them. And you let yourself be pulled into him, sighing when your head met the crook of his shoulder.

You embraced him back, crushing your breasts against his hard chest. 

There, you two stayed, holding each other, linked together like magnets.

"You smell nice," he murmured into your skin, taking a deep inhale of you. "Like coconut."

You smiled, shyly, warmth rising to your cheeks at the compliment.

And after a few silent seconds, he pulled away from you, his eyes dark as the night sky.

"I'm gonna kiss you," he stated, curtly, his gaze alight with enamor.

You didn't get to say a reply, too preoccupied with the lips pressing against yours.

The kiss was hungry, your lips moving against each other's like you both were starving for one another.

And you were.

You could tell Zoro wanted the same thing you did when his hands moved below your waist to squeeze your ass, the feeling making you moan into his mouth.

He replied with his own grunt and pulled away, his eyes glazed over with lust.

"I wanna see you," he stated, his voice a deep rumble.

There was a molten tenderness in his gaze that had you shivering in pleasure and anticipation, wondering what else he had in store for you.

So you stripped.

Catching the hint, your hands glided up your back, pulling the string of your bikini top and letting your breasts fall out of the cups, along with the strings to your bottoms.

Zoro's eyes raked over the sight of you as if you were a piece of art he was admiring in a museum.

"Shit," he softly hissed to himself, amazed at the sight of your brown, hardened nipples.

You softly whimpered at his calloused hands caressing your sensitive breasts, causing him to move on to other matters.

He leaned in and latched his lips onto one of your nipples, where he began to suckle on.

You threw your head back to stare at the endless sky, your mouth open in an O as pleasured moans fell from your lips.

You couldn't help yourself, especially when Zoro began to suckle and flick his tongue along the sensitive bud of your nipple, his hand kneading your other breast in the process.

Then he switched, giving your other breast the same treatment.

Your hands found his hair, your fingers aimlessly wandering through the green strands.

You were ruining its somewhat even style, but he didn't seem to care.

He was more concerned with nibbling along your nipple, making you sharply inhale before your voice choked on a broken moan.

You couldn't take it.

All of this was going straight to your core, which was now throbbing and begging for attention between your thighs. 

"Please, Zo'..." you whined, gripping his hair. "I need you to touch me."

With a cocky smile, the man nodded, slowly leaning forward to lay you down in the sand.

Your eyes flitted up to the torch lit beach across the water, realizing any eagle-eyed person could come out and see you naked.

"Wait... what if someone sees us?" you asked, uncharacteristically timid.

A devious smirk rose to his lips, and he pressed a reassuring kiss on your lips.

"Let 'em... They'll be in for a show."

Gently, he pried your thighs open, revealing your sobbing, wet core.

You watched his face change from playful to downright feral as he stared at your cunt.

You flushed at his expression.

'Gods, give me strength...'

"Zoro, I'm serious—"

He shushed you, leaning forward to press wet kisses along your inner thighs.

"No more talkin', pretty," he growled against them. "All I wanna hear is my name on your lips."

He continued to pepper you thighs in kisses while his hands pinned your legs apart, his hold on you firm.

He didn't want you hiding from him.

And it felt good.

You didn't stop him when he dove right into your pussy, first peppering your lips and clit in open-mouthed kisses as if he was making out with them.

It had been so long since the two of you'd gotten intimate like this, you nearly forgot the way the man worked his mouth.

Especially when he started to flick his tongue against your clit.

His tongue swirled around it and flicked it gently based on your responses.

And shit, you were responding well.

Your body couldn't help but react pleasantly to the sensations—your toes curling; your back arching; your eyes fluttering shut; your mouth falling open into an O as moans and gasps fell from your lips.

Zoro was not only good with his tongue, but good with his hands.

He reached up and played with your titties, tweaking and pinching your nipples according to your verbal cues.

"H-Harder, please!" you begged, to which he pinched the hard, brown peaks a little harder, the burst of pain making you gush all over his lips.

"Fuck, Zo'," you moaned. "That feels so good..."

Zoro hummed approvingly into your cunt, the vibrations making your clit quiver pleasurably.

"Keep feelin' good for me, pretty," he said between the wet flicks of his tongue on your rosebud. "Lean back and wrap your thighs around my head f'me."

Before you could even say anything, he was already tugging you closer by your ankle, earning a squeal from you.

He stood on his knees for a moment, taking you in.

His lust-blown eyes trailed up and down your naked form, drinking in every part of you.

Then he inhaled deeply, as if struggling to process the sight in front of him.

"Christ, you're so fuckin' gorgeous," he huskily said.

You had no idea what to say to that.

All you could do was shyly smile up at him as he stared down at you, both of you enchanted with each other.

Then he was ducking back down and throwing your thighs across his shoulders with ease, wrapping your legs around his head.

This gave him better access to your pussy so he could easily tongue-fuck you.

As soon as you felt the wet muscle entering your wet folds and his nose brush against your clit you were in heaven.

Your eyes rolled into the back of your head and your hands found his hair, gripping the blonde strands as your hips began to grind shamelessly into his face.

"Mmm-hmmm," he hummed approvingly, keeping up the pace.

He didn't pause or slow down.

He continued to work your pussy just how you wanted, making you see stars behind your eyelids and cry to the moon above.

It didn't take long for that feeling of release to dawn on you.

You couldn't help it.

His tongue just felt too good.

Plus, the atmosphere and the whole idea of getting caught in such a risque position turned you on more than you'd like to admit.

Zoro must've realized you were close because his jaw started to move fast, accompanying his tongue-fucking with porn-worthy grunts of his own that nearly threw you over the edge.

"Fuck, Zoro!" you whined. "M'gonna come!"

Eagerly, he hummed into your pussy, pulling his tongue out of your hole and proceeding to suck on your clit while his finger began to stroke the outside of your slit, barely touching your insides.

But it was enough to push you further and further down that road to releasing all over him.

His darkened eyes flicked up to yours, staring you down between your thighs.

"Come for me," he demanded. "Come for me, baby. Don't fuckin' hold back."

He grinned up at you, his eyes glistening in the moonlight.

He attached his mouth to your pussy again, and ran it until you couldn't help but fall over the edge.

"Come for me," he groaned into your cunt, becoming gradually louder as your moans reached higher pitches. "Come for me. Come for me. Come for me."

And you finally did.

That tight knot in your core finally snapped and a wave of euphoria washed over you as you came all over Zoro's face and eager lips with a loud moan.

You saw the entire galaxy and beyond as your pussy gushed, your body shivering and shuddering.

Your back arched and your hips widened into Zoro's face, trying to keep as much of the feeling going as possible.

When it finally faded, you were left feeling tired, spent, and oh-so good.

Zoro lazily cleaned you up, taking care to not overstimulate you as he ran his tongue over your sensitive, twitching core.

Then he lifted his head up away from your thighs, giving you a peak of his chin and mouth shining in your juices.

With the moon in his glazed eyes, he hummed to himself.

"You taste better than the rum."

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a/n: helloooo, I’m honestly so embarrassed hahaha but I’m back after such a long, loooong time. unfortunately, I hadn’t had the time to sit down and write properly, and to be honest, I ran out of ideas and didn’t want to post just for the sake of it. anyway, I really hope you liked this new part, and if you have any ideas, they’d be super helpful hahaha. thank you!!! 🫶

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user: CONGRATS KING

user: the way y/n is always there when he’s doing well… i’m just saying

user: when your gf is there: silence. when y/n is there: insta dump 💀

user: if I were your gf, I’d be so mad rn 😭

user: istg she was there too!!

user: every time y/n is there, he gets a podium

user: THEY LOOK SO GOOD TOGETHER STOP

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user: wonder if she’s even paying for this vacation or just tagging along?”

yoursister: so proud of you, love! Enjoy every second 💕

user: does she ever do anything without Lando or his friends?

user: she’s literally everywhere he is, it’s getting creepy now

user: just admit you’re here for the fame and money

user: Leave Lando alone, she’s ruining everything

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user: ok but where is his actual girlfriend tho??

user: Lando, we want more pics with Y/N pls

user: y/n is literally always there. it’s getting weird now

user: Y/N again?? bro you have a girlfriend 💀

user: if lando’s gf is unbothered, why are YOU pressed?? 😭😭

user: does she not have her own life?? she’s always tagging along

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Unexpected Love part 1

Summary:

Things weren't meant to turn out this way.

I had everything thought out perfectly. My life was perfect. And then Toto came and wrecked everything.

I can feel myself becoming more bewildered and hopeless with every passing second.

I look at the stick in my hands again and confirm my worst nightmare. Two faint lines. Just like the one I took before. And the one before that. It was truly happening.

I can barely breathe as I slide down on the floor, with my knees tucked under my chin.

Tears run down my cheeks as I sob my heart out.

This is the first part of Unexpected Love, a series about Y/N, who falls in love with Toto Wolff, the CEO of Mercedes AMG Petronas Formula 1 team. Follow along on her journey, as she experiences love and desire for the first time in her life. ps. This series contains sexual themes, and may not be fitting for younger individuals.

Writers comment: I'm working on the requests you've sent me dw <3

Warnings: Major age gap and fluff

Word count: 2,9k

"Come on, Y/N, it'll be fun!" My best friend, Vanessa, laughs while yapping away about the Australian Grand Prix that will be held next week. We sit on her bed in her studio apartment, surrounded by books about engineering and car design. We were both students, both in uni, working on our theses.

"How to build a car?" I ask, holding the book up, looking at her with a charming smile. "It's written by one of the best car designers of all time, Y/N!" She laughs. "Adrian Newey..." I whisper to myself, getting more and more fascinated by the elegance and beauty of the sport.

You see, Vanessa had gotten an internship at Mercedes a year ago as a trainee mechanic, and had been pestering me about the sport and how I needed to join her for a race weekend ever since.

"I'll pay for your tickets, as long as you join, please just come with me!" She practically begs. "I've heard there are handsome dudes at the races." She looks up from her notebook and winks.

"Alright, sold!" I say in an instant, surprising myself and her. "I mean, I won't go because of the men but rather because I love you so much." In my friend group, I was the one with the least experience, and I was okay with that; it seemed like everyone else had an issue with it. I was known for being proper and shy, and I guess that made me unattractive. I didn't really mind being single, though. I actually quite enjoyed it.

"Will you really?!" She asks, not sure if I was serious or not. "As long as you pay my tickets, then yes." I smile at her.

Vanessa, being the funniest, sassiest, most outgoing person I know of, starts jumping up and down on her bed in what I can only assume is happiness, making her books and I jump along with her. "Yay!" She yells. "Melbourne, here we come!"

And just like that, I had tickets to the Melbourne Grand Prix, the first race of the season. I had to admit, I was nervous. I didn't like flying that much, and I wasn't the biggest fan of large crowds either. It seemed like I had a lot of things against me. I had been wondering what to wear ever since I agreed to go, and as I was a poor student, I couldn't afford anything expensive. My friend knew of this and assured me that one of my cute sundresses and a cardigan would suffice. So, here I was in a yellow sundress, hoping to fit in.

Friday was the first real racing day. Stakes were high, the sun was warm, but not scorching, and the city was filled with expectant people. I'm busy reading the info pamphlet as we walk to the track, with my friend excitedly babbling away about her schedule.

"Here are your tickets. Keep them on you at all times. Don't lose them!" Vanessa smiles as she slides the link with the tickets over my head and runs off to the garage to get ready for practice.

I spent the next 10 hours walking around, feeling totally lost and misplaced. I even thought about leaving early and walking back to the hotel. I knew how Vanessa would react though, she would be heartbroken. I let out a sigh of relief when I got a text from Vanessa, telling me to meet up with her near the gates. When I say I ran, I'm not exaggerating.

"Hello, darling!" She says as I hug her tightly. "How was your day?" She asks.

"It was okay." I simply state and sigh. She instantly stopped and looked at me, sensing that I wasn't enjoying my time. "Y/N, let me introduce you to someone." She blurts out and drags me along with her at a quick pace.

"Hi guys, this is my plus one, Y/N." My friend chuckles and introduces me to her colleagues, judging by their Mercedes clothing. I can't help but gaze down and feel out of place.

"Hello, Y/N, nice to meet you! Welcome to Australia!" One of the men opposite me says and offers me his hand. I look up at him, giving him a faint smile and shaking his hand. He had a kind smile and deep brown eyes that smiled down at me.

"H-Hi." I manage to blurt out as he gently lets my hand go from his firm handshake.

"How are you liking the weekend so far?" The man asks.

I look up at him, with the others looking excited to hear my opinion.

"Well..." I start. "She doesn't like it so far." My friend fills in, and to be honest, she wasn't lying. She knew me better than anyone and she definitely knew I wasn't enjoying myself without even asking.

"In that case, I think it's best if she joins us in the garage for a tour, don't you think?" The man says.

I frankly had no idea what to expect, but I humbly accepted, and parted with the rest of the group, and followed my friend and the mysterious man to the garage.

"Tadaa! This is our garage in all its glory!" My friend says as she dances around, making sure not to touch the cars or the equipment. As she dances around by herself, humming some song that was popular at the time, I walk around looking at the cars, absorbing every detail about them.

"You, Y/N need something to fit in." The man starts. "What about..." He says as he searches the lockers. "This?" He says, and hands me a Mercedes T-shirt. He even got my size right.

I look at him and accept his gift. "Thank you! This is too kind of you."

"No, Y/N, this is the least I can do." He chuckles as we watch as Vanessa hums and attempts a waltz.

The silence was palpable, except for Vanessa of course, and I started to panic, not knowing what to say as we leaned against the cupboards, standing next to each other.

"Ummm..." I start. "We should probably-"

"I'm Toto, by the way. I never told you my name." Toto says.

"Toto..." I say to myself as I look up at him. I couldn't part from his piercing gaze, and for a moment, we were stuck in each other's eyes.

"Y/N, boss, earth calling?!" Vanessa chuckles, cruelly returning us to reality. Even as Vanessa is yapping away, I feel Toto's gaze burning my skin.

"Wait... Boss?" I think, but the words happen to slip out. My eyes move between them, having more questions than answers.

"You didn't know?" Vanessa asks. "Toto is the CEO and team principal of Mercedes."

"That's right." Toto nods his head and smiles.

"What the actual..." I say in complete disbelief. Toto and Vanessa look at each other and smile, as I'm left gaping at them.

"I-I..." I say, as I look at the Mercedes T-shirt and Toto with shocked eyes, and he seems to notice. "I know, it's probably a lot to take in."

"Anyways, I'm going back to the hotel. Are you coming, Y/N?" Vanessa says as she walks out into the chill Aussie air, and I start following her.

"I should probably make sure that Y/N gets something to eat. If you want to, of course." Toto says as he moves in front of me, and looks down at me with those dark eyes of his. Usually, I wouldn't go out with a man I had met not even an hour ago, but something about Toto just lured me in.

"That is so kind, Toto, but-"

"Of course you're going!" Vanessa cuts me off and leaves me looking at her with a questioning look.

"Okay, guess I'm going..." I say, holding my hands up in defeat.

"Are you ready to go right now?" Toto asks, and I nervously nod as an answer.

"Have fun." Vanessa whispers in my ear as we walk out of the garage.

"I won't be long." I assure her.

"Sure thing..." She laughs to herself, and walks off, leaving me and Toto alone. As we walk towards the parking, I can't help feeling nervous about the whole situation. I'm about to have dinner with a CEO twice as old as me. What am I thinking?!

"I can tell you're nervous Y/N. You don't need to be." Toto stops and looks down at me with that gorgeous smile of his. "I'm just taking you out to dinner."

And he's right; it's only dinner. Nothing more, nothing less. Deep breaths.

I wasn't exactly surprised when he guided me into a Mercedes. That felt like a given at this point. This man was the brand itself.

As we got to know each other, I realise that he was quite enjoyable, despite our differences.

"I'd guess that you're... In your twenties?"

"You would be correct, sir." I giggle. "Now, my turn. My guess is that you're in your fifties." I say, scanning him for his reaction.

His face was blank for a moment before finally speaking. "My god, Y/N, you are so accurate! Do I look old?" He asks.

"Not exactly." I chuckle. "But you don't look twenty either."

Toto sighs. "Fair enough. I'm not senile, though."

"Touché." I say, as we sit in comfortable silence.

I'm almost dozing off when I'm awakened by Toto's loud ring tone. "Sorry for waking you up..." He mutters as he answers.

"I wasn't... Asleep." I say as I heard a voice on the phone which didn't sound too happy, and I started wondering if his wife was angry with him for taking me out for dinner. "I'm not having this conversation now, Susie." He says, surprisingly calmly, before switching to German. As the call ended, which felt like an eternity later, the air felt tense, and Toto looked as if he was ready to snap.

"I-I'm sorry if I got you in trouble." I finally break the silence. I'm ready to break down crying, fearing that I had ruined a perfectly good relationship.

"What? No, no Y/N! You haven't done anything wrong." He says as he grabs my hand reassuringly. "That was my soon-to-be ex-wife, Susie." He spat the last part out.

"You're married?!" I panic.

"Was." He clarifies, holding his finger up. "Trust me, Susie and I are not on good terms." Toto says, tearing his eyes from the road to scan me for any uncertainty.

Our gazes meet for what feels like forever, and he gives me a reassuring smile. What I felt at that moment cannot be described with words. Was I already falling for this man?

"We're here." He interrupts my racing thoughts. I audibly gasp as we turn onto a road to a vineyard and as I watch the rows of plantations., Toto turns to me, smiling to himself. "Never been to a vineyard before?" He asks as I take in the beauty of the endless hills and plantations.

"Never." I say in awe. "It's beautiful out here..."

"I'm glad you like it." Toto says as he parks the car and helps me out. As we make our way towards the building on the hill, which Toto told me was the restaurant, I can't help wondering what exactly brought me here. I had a feeling that I'd have to thank Vanessa at the end of the night.

"Are you okay?" Toto asks while we slowly walk towards our destination, and I quickly nod as an answer, giving him a wide smile.

"Good. I hope you like Italian food." He chuckles.

"I love Italian food actually, it's my favourite cuisine." I admit.

The restaurant was almost empty as we walked in, and we were escorted to a small booth where we could sit alone. "Order whatever you want; it's on me." Toto says as he studies the menu.

As soon as I heard that, my eyes spring up to the man sat beside me. "You don't have to do that, Toto... I can pay for myself."

Toto doesn't look at me when he continues, "Shush, Y/N, I was the one inviting you out for dinner. I will be the one paying." He says, as he calls the waiter over.

"A mushroom risotto for me please... And for the lady?" Their heads turn and all of a sudden, the attention was on me.

"Umm..." I'm left panicking, unable to read, or breathe for that matter. "I-I'll have the same thing." I announce, making the waiter nod and walk off.

As the day turns to night, Toto and I keep talking, getting to know each other.

"And so, that's how I became team principal." Toto finishes off his story.

"Wow, you've seen a lot through the years." I smile to myself while sipping on the red wine Toto had insisted he'd get for me. The price tag, I feared, was juicy.

"Here you go, two mushroom risottos." The waiter announced as he carried the two plates our way.

"Thank you!" We said at the same time.

I could feel myself getting tipsy and more relaxed as the evening progressed and Toto for sure noticed. The fact that I was enjoying my time made him relax too, making our conversation more easy-going. I have to admit, I was really enjoying myself.

"Are you ready to leave? I'm sure Vanessa will alert the authorities if I keep you for much longer." Toto looks down at his clock and sighs. "We've been here for a little over 3 hours."

"Sure thing." I say as we get up. As he had already promised, he paid the bill, much to my dismay.

On our way down the hill, we walk a little closer than we did before, close enough to touch hands, close enough to feel the heat radiating of each others bodies.

"I've had the best evening." Toto starts, "I haven't had this fun in a long time."

"I feel the same way." I smile up at him, and stop in my tracks, taking the grace of him in. He turns around, surely wondering why I stopped.

At that moment, I have no idea what got into me, but I clap his arm, and run towards his car. "You're it!" I yell.

I run down the hill playfully, with Toto in close tow, as I snort with laughter. When he gets close enough, he lifts me up and slows down, carrying me on his shoulder all the way to his car.

"Toto! Let me down!" I protest.

"You little riot!" He laughs as he walks up to the car, while letting me down carefully. "Now, back to the hotel? We've got a long day ahead of us tomorrow."

"Yes, please." I reply, smiling up at him, earning a smile back from him as he helps me into the car.

The journey back to the hotel was blissfully silent, and it felt as if no words were required, as if everything was said in our minds.

"And we're here." Toto says as he approaches our hotel and stops at the entrance. "Let me take you back to your room." He says as he guides me to the lifts.

"I will find my way back to my room, Toto." I try to protest, not wanting to be an inconvenience to him.

"I'm sure you will, Y/N, but I want to make sure." He says as we enter the lift. As the doors close, Toto approaches. He was terrifying in this close proximity, and I automatically tense up.

"Shhh..." Toto shushes me. "No need to be scared, Y/N."

I won't lie, his words didn't exactly calm me down, but on the contrary, his closeness made me feel safe, and I didn't have the strength to move away. Something about him just reeled me in, fast, and I bet Toto noticed how my breathing became faster.

Faster than I would've preferred, the elevator stopped and we step out. "I enjoy your company, we should do this again." Toto admits as we slowly walk along the corridor. "I agree, Toto. I really enjoyed this, just let me know when you want to do it again."

"How am I going to do that if I don't have your number?" He asks.

"Smooth, Mr. Wolff." I say, earning a shrug from him, as I dig through my bag for a pen. "Here!" I hold the ballpoint pen up in the air like a prized possession as Toto giggles at my antics. "Hand, please." I ask, and Toto willingly offers me his hand. With a certain level of clumsiness, I manage to write my number in his hand.

"This is it, 303, my room." I announce. The silence that follows is awkward, and none of us seem to know what to say.

"I..." I start. "I've had a good time tonight." I say as I smile up at him.

"Likewise." Toto says while taking my hand and giving it a light squeeze. "See you soon, sunshine." He nods at me as I close the door behind me, letting out a heavy sigh, finally getting to relax.

"Hello, sunshine." Vanessa announces as I close the door.

"Vanessa? What the fuck-"

"You've been gone for hours, now tell me everything. How did it go?"

"Okay, you won't believe it..." I say, and as the night progressed, Vanessa questioned me about our dinner, and I readily provided every detail. Vanessa probably had no idea her boss had such a tender side, and I considered myself fortunate to have witnessed it myself.

We both fell asleep, worn out and exhausted. As I stare up at the roof, Vanessa is already snoring beside me, and I can't help but wonder what Toto is doing at this exact time. Was he thinking about me, or was he looking for his next fling? One never knows, but I fell asleep pleased and content, with one question in mind: when will he contact me again?

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I've been missing you lately - Remus Lupin x reader

paring; remus x fem!dealer summary; it's been weeks, and remus and reader couldn't see each other for a while, when they finally meet again, remus wants to show reader how much he missed her cw; smut, dealer!remus, soft!dom remus, cocky!remus, switch dynamics if you squint, built up sexual frustration pt 1; pt 2; pt 4

Weeks had passed since that last hookup with remus, and you couldn't bear it anymore. After days and days of built up sexual frustration you felt like you were going crazy. And also, you kinda missed him. You missed his hands, his lips, his body in general really; you missed getting high with him and, more than anything, you missed the feeling of his touch on you.

You got sick with a flu after the party (maybe the bare legs in October weren't the best idea after all), and then there was halloween weekend, that you spent with different people. Then he was suspended again for smoking in the bathrooms, and since then you spent hours and hours thinking about him, looking at the clock, counting the days that separated you from him.

One night, you couldn't sleep and you felt like you were losing your mind, so you impulsively decided to text him. You just wrote "I've been missing you lately", hoping that it would make you feel lighter.

You woke up the next morning with still no response from him. You immediately felt yourself fill with regret and embarrassment, and you prayed that he would forget that text and never mention it again.

The next day, you were late for your 11.00 am class, so you were actually in a rush when you saw him. He was walking lazily in the empty hallways, a cigarette placed behind his ear, messy hair covering his forehead, his chin hidden inside the collar of his zipped up air breaker.

His tired eyes were the only visible thing, they seemed huge, surrounded by dark circles. Those eyes made your legs weak. He was more handsome than you remembered and as he noticed you, you felt your heart rate increase.

"Y/n" he smiled, his face lit up, you felt butterflies fill up your guts. You smiled too "hi" "what are you up to on this lovely morning?" you shrugged "just late for chem" "yeah, me too" he said shrugging

You then remembered you had chemistry together. "We should really get going then" you smiled nervously fastening your pace "or.." Remus interrupted you. You looked at him, a mischievous smile was painting his lips "What if we skipped?"

You sighed, looking at the clock, if you wanted to avoid another late report you had to get going. Now, and quickly. But on the other hand...ugh! no! you couldn't. "I really shouldn't" you mumbled, biting your lip "well, that's a shame, cause I just restocked my stash" he winked, you smiled sadly, "I really wish I could"

Remus sighed, then he wrapped an arm around your shoulders "but" he whispered "you said you were missing me", you could hear the smile in his voice. You suddenly blushed, his warm breath on your ear giving you goosebumps.

You looked at him, your eyes locked, your heart was beating faster. His gaze wandered on your figure, a cocky smile formed on his lips. "Don't you wanna spend time with me?" you bit your lips, looked at your shoes.

Your mom would've been so disappointed if she knew, but you couldn't help it. "Okay, let's go" the words escaped from your mouth before you could stop them. You started walking towards the exit, as Remus followed you smiling. It was November, but the school parking lot was drowned in warm sunlight.

Remus unlocked his car and opened the door for you "your carriage is here", he joked. You shook your head amused, secretly realizing you were missing him so bad cause he really filled your dull days with warmth.

He drove away fast, and you didn't know if it was for his fear of being caught or for an excitement similar to yours. "Aren't you just back from suspension?" he shrugged "well, I guess..." you chuckled "maybe skipping class was a bold move"

He laughed "but i'm a bad boy!" you rolled your eyes, teasing him, he laughed "what? I'm not believable am I? I knew it" "but why you do this stuff then" you asked "cause I want to I guess"

You chuckled "this response isn't reasonable at all" he looked at you smiling "it is very reasonable to prefer a smoke sesh with a sexy girl to a boring ass chem lesson actually" you looked away, your face immediately blushing.

A thing about Remus was: he always knew how to get you flustered, and you could tell that he enjoyed it, as he kept driving with a fake nonchalance, biting his lips to refrain them from smiling.

"Where are we going by the way?" you asked, changing the topic "where my stash is" "which is?" he smiled "my room dummy" you blushed again "and also my parents aren't home" he added, in a lower tone, your legs squirmed together, in a mixture of fear and excitement.

"Anyway, how was your week?" you shrugged "fine I guess, nothing really happened" "with your ex?" your breath hitched "he texted me a couple of times, but that was pretty much it" Remus stayed silent for a while, his veiny hands steady on the wheel, his slender fingers tapping lightly on it "did you answer?"

"No, I didn't" Remus exhaled, then smiled "he's such a jerk" he mumbled, you chuckled "yeah, tell me about it" Remus turned to look at you, you lowered your gaze, Remus grasped your chin, brushed a strand of hair behind your ear "stop covering behind your hair" you blushed, butterflies filling your stomach

His gaze went back to the road, his palm falling nonchalantly on your naked thigh. You immediately got goosebumps. Your heart rate increased. You started biting at your nails. You were only then realizing how much you missed that touch. Those cold hands.

As Remus continued driving he started caressing your skin, drawing patterns on it mindlessly. You held your breath as you squirmed your thighs together, already feeling your arousal pool into your panties. It was strange to be in the same place as him again, to feel his touch on you again, and god, how you had missed it.

You were so into your head you almost didn't realize you had arrived. Remus pulled into his driveway, he got out of the car and went to open your door, you smiled at him as he helped you out, your hands touched for a second. You could literally feel the electricity spark between the two of you.

His house was surprisingly clean and tidy, it smelled like air freshener. You looked around curious. "Yeah, my mom is a real cleaning freak" Remus said while taking off his shoes and jacket, you did the same. "Come, let's go to my room" You followed him upstairs.

Is room, unlike the rest of the house, was for sure exactly how you imagined it. Messy and undeniably his. There was books everywhere: on the floor, splayed on the desk, on his nightstand. The walls were decorated with posters of indie rock bands. There was a Persian carpet on the floor and a strong smell of incense, mixed with weed. His room smelled like him, and you liked it.

His bed was unmade, the navy sheets crumpled on it. "Uhm...yeah..sorry for the mess" he said tidying the comforter awkwardly. Remus sat on the carpet, so you did the same. You awkwardly sat in front of him, pulling your plaid skirt longer, trying to cover yourself. Remus looked at you smiling.

"Okay, let's smoke this bowl" he announced opening his closet. He pulled out a glass bong and some weed. You chuckled at the sight "wow, so classy" his bong was neon green and alien shaped "yeah...I didn't have the best taste in decor at fifteen" he chuckled before sitting back down, starting to align everything.

You watched him prepare the bowl. His hands were quick and precise, his movements effortless and skilled. He looked so damn hot when he did those things, his brows crouched in a focused expression, his slender fingers moving fast. He put the weed on the brazier, and he took a long hit.

You watched the smoke getting sucked in, from his mouth to his nose, and then out again, surrounding him in a thick white cloud. You felt the blood rush to your cheeks, you had forgot how hard it was to be in his presence, and how every movement of his hands, every twitch of his face made your legs weak.

He took another drag, and you watched him biting your lips. The room was already filling up with smoke, intoxicating you, making you light headed. You looked at him, and you felt the sudden impulse to kiss him. To skip all that small talk part and just go for it. You were shaking with anticipation and you couldn't bear the electricity in the room anymore. For once, you stopped thinking and you just went with it, listening to your body.

A rush went through your stomach as you grabbed his face and kissed him hard, eagerly. He chuckled on your lips, taken by surprise "you really were missing me huh" you bit his lower lip, teasing him. He moaned softly, you chuckled too "well, apparently I wasn't the only one". He smiled, the kiss quickly became sloppy and desperate.

Remus grabbed your waist, pressing his cold fingers into your skin, biting your neck, lowering you on the carpet under him. His body inclosed yours completely, pressing into you, your hips bucked into his, as he groped your thighs and wrapped them around him.

"So you missed me huh?" he teased, you whined, Remus snickered "I'll take that as a yes "when I read your text..." Remus kept whispering into your ear, his teeth grazing your lobe. "...I thought about you..." you wrapped your legs tighter, your core getting warmer.

"...All alone, in that bed of yours..." he whispered, his erection pressed to your core, grinding on it slowly "...thinking about me" you bit your lips. "What did you thought about, huh?" he whispered, brushing your hair out of your face "did you thought about the feeling of my fingers on your skin?" he caressed your thigh slowly, lightly, making you squirm.

"My fingers near to your core?" his hand slid under your skirt, caressing your inner thigh "getting closer" he whispered, his fingers grazed your panties "and closer" he continued softly, as his index finger pulled your panties to the side, your breath caught in your throat.

His slender fingers grazed your folds, then slid through them, collecting your arousal, he smiled, his eyes were getting darker, wider. He licked his lips while grinning "oh baby" he kissed your temple "you're already so soaked for me" you whimpered, flustered. Remus pouted mocking you "poor baby" he said in a condescending tone "missed Rem so much".

You bit your lip, then palmed his bulge, you saw his smile getting fainter, his Adam's apple going up and down, "didn't Rem miss me tho?" you teased. Your hand got tighter, Remus closed his eyes shut, his mouth opening in a silent moan, "I did" he whispered with a shaky breath, you smiled. "I missed you so much" he repeated, grinding on your lap.

"I missed your perfume" you giggled as Remus kissed your neck, giving you the tingles "and your taste" he sucked the soft skin, biting it, leaving marks. "Matter of fact" his lips curved into that mischievous grin again "I wanted to show you how bad I missed your taste" he sat up, you tried doing the same "no, no baby stay back" he said softly, his open palm pressed on your lower stomach, your legs squirming together, slightly shaking.

Remus smiled again, his gaze softened, almost looking like a puppy for a second "here baby, take a hit of this" he said, passing the bong to you. He lit you an hit, you inhaled deeply, exhaled slowly. Your brain got immediately fuzzier, your legs weaker, your stomach warmer.

Remus lifted your shirt a little, trailing little kisses down your stomach, to the hem of your skirt, Remus looked at you, smiling again "I fear this is getting in the way" you bit your lips, your shaky fingers going to unbutton it. Remus helped you took it off, then started kissing your abdomen again.

You inhaled sharply when he kissed the inner of your thigh, sucking it softly. As Remus grazed the hem of your panties with his teeth, you immediately felt your heart skip a bit, you squirmed "wait, Rem" he stopped, looked at you "Is this okay?" you put your arm over your eyes, flustered and scared.

"Honey...what is it?" you shook your head "its just that-" you sighed "I'm so scared" you whispered, Remus grabbed your arm, removed It from your face and then kissed your temple again "don't be, I just want to show you how much I missed you" you closed your eyes "It'll feel so good baby I promise" you bit your lip "can I baby? can I make you feel good?"

You bit your lip again, then nodded. Remus grinned, he lowered your panties slowly, pulling them down your legs, moving your feet to take them off. You held your breath at the feeling of chill air on your suddenly exposed core, you tried to squirm your legs, your eyes closed shut.

"No baby, don't do that" said Remus massaging the inner of your thigh, caressing them in a reassuring way "don't be embarrassed" he kissed your cheek "you're hot as fuck, I promise" he whispered into your ear. His voice felt far, the smoke filling the room was getting to your head. Your legs finally fell open.

Remus smiled, and started kissing your skin slowly again, lower and lower, until he reached your inner thigh. You were slightly shaking "I missed you so much" he whispered before grabbing your thighs, spreading them open, and licking a stripe up to your core, sucking the clit gently.

You immediately felt yourself melt, a loud moan escaped your lips, this time you knew you wouldn't be able to hold them back. It was too much already. Remus started licking deeper, sucking harder, and you started to lose your mind completely. "Mh" Remus groaned "you're so fucking soaked" you could feel the slick drip down your thighs, you shivered, Remus went deeper inside you.

Your head was spinning and the knot in your lower stomach was getting tighter and tighter, your skin covered in goosebumps. "You taste so good" he whined, you rolled your eyes back. "Take another hit for me baby, come on" you reached for the bong with shaky hands "you'll feel it so much more intensely" he said, lighting it up for you.

You took another hit, and when you laid down on that carpet you could actually feel like you were merging with it. You moaned loudly as Remus finger started drawing slow circles on your clit, and you were suddenly unable to form thoughts anymore.

"Rem- I- I won't be able to- to hold it in much longer" you mumbled, stuttering. Remus chuckled "of course you won't" his voice sent vibrations to your core, adding to the pleasure. Your fingers tightened around his curls, pulling them lightly. You bucked your hips onto him.

"Are you gonna come?" "mhm" you whined, unable to keep your eyes open. Remus squeezed your thighs tighter "you're gonna look at me know" you tried but your head felt so heavy, Remus stopped, your hips bucking into nothing. You whined. "You have to look at me baby" he repeated, his fingers pressing hard into your thighs.

You squinted, looking at him with half lidded eyes. He was so hot. His shaggy hair stuck on his forehead in sweaty chunks of ashy curls. His mouth and chin were slick with your arousal. His cheeks burning red. You sighed "oh baby, what is it?" he mumbled against your lips, kissing you.

You whimpered again "can't even keep your eyes open can you?" he pouted, caressing your cheek. "But you're gonna have to make a last little effort baby, okay?" you nodded, and looked at him going down on you. You were scared and embarrassed, but, oh, the vision of Remus eating you out was heavenly.

His eyes were the only visible thing, his forehead covered by his hair, his mouth deep into you. But those eyes. They were so big, his pupils so dark. Those eyes were unsettling, and so hot, surrounded by his dark circles. Those eyes were hungry, lustful, you wanted to drown into his pupils.

He smiled on you "cum for me baby, come on" you moaned, shaking harder. "Come on my face beautiful" he said, circling your clit sloppily with his thumb. That finally sent you over the edge, making you cum with a strangled scream, the coil in your stomach finally snapping. The sensation was so intense, you were shaking and squirming around Remus.

He grabbed your wrists, restraining your mobility, holding them tightly, and as the pleasure started to overwhelm you, you felt hot tears streaming from your eyes. Remus finally stopped, then, still slick with your arousal, he kissed you on the mouth, suffocating your sobs.

"You did so good for me baby" you whimpered at the praise, Remus took you into his arms "you tasted heavenly " he groaned kissing you "addictive" he mumbled. Your head was spinning, and you kept kissing him more, and more.

Remus helped you put your panties on again, and button your skirt up. As you finally came down from your high, Remus brushed your hair out of your face, fixed them, and dried your tears with his thumbs "oh baby" he repeated, pouting "so messy for me", you blushed.

You tried to return him the favor but he stopped you, "we're gonna miss the 12.00 class" you chuckled "I thought you were a bad boy" he grinned "I am...I showed you just know, didn't I?" you blushed again. He pressed his lips into yours, then he gave you the bong.

"C'mon, take this with you" he said "we're gonna smoke on the way" he winked at you, grabbing your hand and going downstair. You followed him, still shaky, your legs feeling like jello.

Remus opened the door for you, you smiled, as you sat with the bong in your lap "Skipping classes? smoking on the way to school? lupin...I'm starting to think you might be a bad influence". He snickered "oh, I definitely am"

His hand fell on your thigh again "but I know how to make you a shaking helpless mess everytime" he whispered to your ear, squeezing your thigh. You squirmed, your cheeks getting red, your lips closing shut, unable to respond. Remus started the car, holding back a smile while looking at the road.

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yourusername: venturing out from christmas hibernation and adding to the already overflowing collection of teddies. oh, and getting pics like that of jens while he's out "having a job"

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user1: i am a simple woman, i see dilf jenson, i lose all sense of reality

user2: gnawing at the bars of my enclosure

jensonbutton: oh wow who is that handsome specimen on the last slide?

sebastianvettel: the man who carelessly abandoned his family !!!

fernandoalo_oficial: a man who couldn't handle that i was the best driver in the family

jensonbutton: what ???

sebastianvettel: i'm sorry... is that the ghost of the man we once knew

jensonbutton: i'm not dead

fernandoalo_oficial: to me you are

yourusername: okay guys ... the bit is up !! we do miss you jense but we're happy you're happy :)

sebastianvettel: sure.... well at least you won't try and worm your way into the crochet club

fernandoalo_oficial: as long as you still come to some of my races :)

user3: glad to see parenthood has not changed these fools

charles_leclerc: why do my selfies never make the instagram :(

yourusername: charlie, if i posted every time you sent me a picture of you crying that's all my instagram would be

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yourusername: you know i don't have a favourite

charles_leclerc: sure if that's what you want to tell yourself

maxverstappen1: we all know you say that to not hurt charlie's feelings because i'm your favourite

fernandoalo_oficial: you people are so dramatic

maxverstappen1: says you old man, i can scroll up you know

sebastianvettel: well you're all second to flo

charles_leclerc: she's disqualified from this competition, she's your actual child you have to say she's your favourite

jensonbutton: it's more who annoys us the least

user4: 2024 and nothing has changed here

sebastianvettel

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sebastianvettel: love being miles away, missing my baby and getting a running commentary of how my "grid kids" are terrorising y/n

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user7: seb is on a mission to pick up every dad hobby ever. first beekeeping and now sailing

user8: don't forget the gardening and the crochet

user9: he's collecting the infinity stones of dilfism

yourusername: a full eight hours of sleep looks so good on you

sebastianvettel: so i don't look good all the time 🤨

yourusername: of course you do handsome. me and flo miss you :((

sebastianvettel: don't say that i miss you all so much

fernandoalo_oficial: maybe that's your sign to come home?

jensonbutton: yeah i think you should listen to the universe seb, you like all that crystal and salt of the earth stuff

yourusername: sebbbbbbbbb :(((((

sebastianvettel: STOP

user10: they are so precious to me

yourusername: no but seriously if i have to teach another grid kid how to iron i might lose my mind

charles_leclerc: ummmmm stop blasting me on main?

yourusername: learn to iron then

sebastianvettel: you still don't know how to iron? i thought i taught you in 2019?

charles_leclerc: clearly not well enough !! and y/n please name and shame the others so i'm not alone

yourusername: @landonorris @logansargeant sorry

landonorris: WHAT DID I EVER DO TO YOU Y/N? I CALLED YOU IN CONFIDENCE

logansargeant: i don't have any excuse, thank you for the lesson y/n :)

jensonbutton: at least one of our kids is well mannered

charles_leclerc: i am well mannered, sorry i love my grid mum and her kid. i do semi-know how to iron but needed an excuse to see flo :(

user11: free my girl from these incompetent men

mickschumacher

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mickschumacher: thanks nurse y/n and nurse flo for helping me - sorry about your mug

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user12: the plaster :((((((((

jensonbutton: IT WAS YOU WHO BROKE MY I <3 NASCAR DILFS MUG

mickschumacher: sorry !

jensonbutton: nuh uh mister @sebastianvettel sort your kid out

sebastianvettel: mick said he was sorry jenson, leave him be

jensonbutton: but when lando put the rubbish in the wrong recycling he had to go litter picking with you I WANT A NEW MUG

yourusername: you guys know they aren't actually your kids, you can't put them in time out

yourusername: you can barely put your own child in time out

fernandoalo_oficial: she's too cute i don't want to make her cry

landonorris: but it's fine to make me cry?

fernandoalo_oficial: yes. in fact, it's quite fun

landonorris: Y/N!!!!

yourusername: okay, babies let's all put the phones down for this evening.

user13: nooooo y/n please i could watch these idiots argue all day

yourusername: the main thing is that your finger is all okay and that you got a cute plaster out of it

mickschumacher: i very much love my lil cat finger

yourusername: so does flo, i think you might be stuck doing puppet shows for the forseeable future

mickschumacher: anything for miss flo

user14: mamma mia family dynamics you are everything to me

fernandoalo_oficial: why did mick get a kitty plaster and i got told to do it myself :(

yourusername: because you're a grown man and you injured yourself by tripping with darts in your hands

fernandoalo_oficial: mick is a grown man - HE CAN VOTE just because he needs seb's help with the paperwork does not change that

mickschumacher: you said yourself they are confusing !!

sebastianvettel: ignore him mick

fernandoalo_oficial: booooooooo

user15: i know these men provide the best entertainment for flo even if she doesn't understand a word they're saying

yourusername: she finds them very entertaining which then starts a competition to who can make her laugh the most

yourusername

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yourusername: sometimes even my most competent grid kid needs some help, happy anniversary alex and lily x

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user16: UGH this is so cute

alexalbon: grid mum or emotional support retail assistant?

lilymunhe: so how much of the heartfelt gift was really you

alexalbon: 90% !!! i swear

yourusername: it was all alex he just needed the support (idk he said that jewellery shops are stressful)

alexalbon: they are !! i don't know how big fingers are :(

lilymunhe: thank you y/n wouldn't want the 27 year old man to get lost at the mall

yourusername: no worries, i somehow gained at least 15 extra children along with flo, i just go with it. he's less hassle than charles and max

charles_leclerc: rude.

maxverstappen1: gasp!

user17: i love how much y/n has really embraced the grid mum life

user18: i don't think she had much choice 😭

user19: the way she's like "oh i'll help you all with anything you need" and takes flo on all of these side missions and the guys just leave them to die 😭

user20: they're such dad's who don't want the cat but end up attached but don't want to show it

jensonbutton: wait which one of us claim alex? is it me? why was i not invited?

alexalbon: ur my williams dad :) and i think this trip needed a woman's touch (and flo's touch obvs)

jensonbutton: rude i give great gifts

fernandoalo_oficial: considering he's one of the least feral and has lily, i want to claim alex

sebastianvettel: i have too many kids you guys can have alex

alexalbon: sebastian! did our gardening afternoons mean nothing ?

lilymunhe: we'll take it nando

sebastianvettel: did you or did you not just make it a competition with george to see who could plant potatoes the fastest and then make a mess of my vegetable garden

georgerussell63: GUILTY

yourusername: soz but you all have to claim all of them, my rules now

user21: y/n and flo going to rule that house with an iron fist

fernandoalo_oficial

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fernandoalo_oficial: glad to be back on the podium, but even more proud to call you my grid kid. we all love you, especially flo :)

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user24: THEY HAVE MATCHING MIFFY PLUSHIES

user25: miffy is dutch so that might be why max got them matching ones :)

yourusername: and flo is surgically attached to her miffy (she has named her maxi, even if she can barely say it)

maxverstappen1: you are one of my heroes and it was a pleasure to share the podium with you. there's no one else in the world i'd love to dedicate my podium to than lil mia x

fernandoalo_oficial: you've got me crying again

maxverstappen1: get it all out old man

fernandoalo_oficial: already back to the old man 🤨 i guess i'll take the nice messages while i can

user26: nando getting all mushy is so cute i can't believe this is where we are

charles_leclerc: let it be known that if i had a car fast enough i would also dedicate a win to flo, but for now she'll have to settle for a song

fernandoalo_oficial: is silvia going to kill you? because seb and y/n might kill me if they get your ass over this

charles_leclerc: but it's true, no?

fernandoalo_oficial: you will not trick me into slandering my old team charlie

maxverstappen1: LOL YOU SNOOZE YOU LOSE

charles_leclerc: YOU KNEW THAT WAS MY IDEA THIEF

sebastianvettel: charles why am i getting a call from silvia?

maxverstappen1: LOL

charles_leclerc: brb just going to lourdes

jensonbutton: lol way to get outshined by your kid

fernandoalo_oficial: at least i was in the position to be outshined by my kid

jensonbutton: ERGH you know you can't bring that up

fernandoalo_oficial: you said that you couldn't wait to get away from us

jensonbutton: oop.

yourusername: my wonderful boys!

maxverstappen1: :D

fernandoalo_oficial: i love you both :)

maxverstappen1: awww thanks nando

fernandoalo_oficial: i meant y/n and flo but sure love you too buddy

yourusername

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yourusername: maxy, this means more than you could know, flo very much enjoyed watching 'blu' go fast :)

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user27: is this family going to make me cry? maybe.

user28: side note, how many animal onesies does flo have they're so cute

user29: she's like a lil teddy bear

maxverstappen1: glad to have officially won the title of flo's favourite brother

charles_leclerc: NOT SO FAST MISTER

maxverstappen1: maybe if you were faster you would've dedicated a win to flo :P

charles_leclerc: LOW BLOW

danielricciardo: don't even get me started on the daniel ricciardo erasure

maxverstappen1: shush daniel let the problem children talk

charles_leclerc: yeah daniel, problem children only

sebastianvettel: should we intervene?

yourusername: no, i'm intrigued as to where this is going to go

jensonbutton: i for one love watching these dummies fight

fernandoalo_oficial: let me get my popcorn

maxverstappen1: are we just entertainment to you?

jensonbutton: yes!

charles_leclerc: the minute flo can talk ASK HER WHO IS HER FAVOURITE

sebastianvettel: sure?

user30: they can never ask that question, one of them might never recover

maxverstappen1: for real though, i love you guys and i love flo. i'll send nando home with the trophy as well :)

yourusername: awwww thank you maxy :) @sebastianvettel @fernandoalo_oficial @jensonbutton new shelf needed please

jensonbutton: i'll leave this one to "the woodwork king"

sebastianvettel: am i the only one who does anything in this house?

fernandoalo_oficial: you can't be called the woodwork king and not do the work

yourusername: you don't even let them help seb

sebastianvettel: UGH.

jensonbutton

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jensonbutton: day 4,000+ of losing our actual girlfriend to our overgrown kids

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user31: PICTURE OF DANNY WITH FLO ALERT ALERT

yourusername: not my fault you guys picked up so many stray cats while in the sport

jensonbutton: i only claim lando and alex, the rest are the others' faults

yourusername: i know you love it really

jensonbutton: not when the little tornadoes hit our house, eat all of our food and steal my baby

danielricciardo: whoops

jensonbutton: and terrorise my pets DANIEL

danielricciardo: they terrorise each other jenson, maybe they aren't as well trained as you thought

yourusername: oh god...

jensonbutton: HOW DARE YOU !!!! BECKETT, SALMON AND CREAM CHEESE ARE VERY WELL TRAINED AND WELL BEHAVED

user32: old men are going crazy we love to see it

sebastianvettel: are we a bed and breakfast?

yourusername: i fear so. you need to run back from whatever ocean you are in we are low on staff now jenson is back racing. flo might be cute but she's a liability in the kitchen

fernandoalo_oficial: maybe we should just kick them out

yourusername: noooo :( not my babies

fernandoalo_oficial: can we at least charge them?

maxverstappen1: you people are the most stingy millionaires i have ever met

charles_leclerc: i pay you in piano sorry

yourusername: don't listen to them boys, flo and i love having you over

user33: so like is there any way we could open the mamma mia bed and breakfast to the public

fernandoalo_oficial: why do the grid kids see our family more than us?

yourusername: come home more often then :(

fernandoalo_oficial: i'm working on it the plane is delayed :(

jensonbutton: personally i would just run home but that's just me

sebastianvettel: i would simply just walk on water

fernandoalo_oficial: shut up. see you later

yourusername: yay !!!!

fin.

note: writer's block has really been beating my ass so there's always mamma mia to get it flowing again. i'm still working on requests, hopefully they'll come along a little faster now! also - i started an instagram for my small business i am opening it's @badlydrawnf1cats, feel free to follow x

edit: mamma mia will return

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13 months ago...

The night that the birth control decided to fail...|

You were laughing with Aaliyah over something stupid as the two of you waited at the bar to order your drinks. Well, actually, the topic of the moment was seeing Jay get hit on by a guy who clearly didn't know that she wears a strap. Maybe the poor drunken man thought Jay was just a tomboy or didn't know what a stud was, but she didn't complain as her drinks were being paid for.

“She's fucking awful! I hope that poor man knows what he's asking for.” You shouted with laughter, flipping your hair over your shoulder. There was a brief sound of someone going careful and a hand being placed on your waist. “Huh?” You turned and were met with the prettiest blue eyes you've ever seen.

“ ‘areful where ye swing tha hair lassie.” The man with which the blue eyes belonged to had given you a teasing grin, “ ‘lmost took ma eye out.” His accent was thick, and if you didn't have practice with understanding your brother-in-law's Baltimore accent, you would have been lost.

“Why are you close enough to get hit by her hair?” Aaliyah snarked. Her lip was turned up, and eyebrows raised.

“Nae need tae get tha claws out, just tryn’ ta get a pint!” He glanced at Aaliyah and then back at you.

“Well I'm sorry for almost taking out your eye handsome, it'd be a shame for you to lose it.” You make no move to hide that you find him attractive with the way you look him over. You turn to face him completely, ignoring how your friend huffs indignantly. “Let me make it up to you by buying you a shot.”

“Innit ‘posed ta be tha other way ‘round?” He asks as he leaned into you. He still hadn't taken his hand off of you and instead pulled you in closer to him.

You hummed and nodded your head and introduced yourself to him, and in turn, he told you to call him Johnny. The shots got ordered along with your insanely sweet drink and his beer.

“My friends and I are gonna be bar hopping tonight, we're just waiting on my brother and one more friend to get here.” You told him you're practically sitting in his lap at the bar. Standing between his legs closely and enjoying his warmth. You've already made your mind up that he was going home with you.

He cuts a nice figure, fine with well built muscles, and that fucking mohawk and the stubble that's not quite a beard yet. He's ruggedly good-looking but also has that boyish charm. It's in the way he speaks to you that lures you in, because he's funny too and that's your downfall. You've always loved a clown because truth be told if a guy couldn't make you laugh, he couldn't make you wet, and that's just a fact.

“Ye're gonnae be hopping in those heels?” He looks down at your platform pumps and laughs, “Ye're more likely to break an ankle in those.”

“Johnny!” You giggled and ran your fingers through his hair, “you're fucking stupid.”

“I could be fuckin’ ye stupid.” He fires back, his voice low. His eyes are half lidded, and you suspect they haven't left your lips or boobs for the better part of the conversation.

You're stunned for a moment and sip your drink, trying your best to get your bearings. Not one to be showed up and flustered so easily an idea pops into your head. At some point, he said that fruity drinks were mostly sugar, insulting your precious sex on the beach. You take another sip of your drink and then kiss him, shoving your tongue and the liquid into his mouth.

Johnny is shocked for a second before he kisses you back with just as much excitement. Both hands rest on your ass and he squeezes. A groan coming from deep within his chest. When you pulled away, you nipped at his bottom lip and smiled at him. The energy between you two was efficiently charged, a promise of what was to come.

“Come with me and my friends tonight, my friend Rosette needs some company, bring the pretty boy you're here with.” You say, “and then when I inevitably break my ankle in my heels, you can carry me home.”

Johnny only grins, “sure thing bonnie.”

Chapter 2: A year later, and he's finally in your DMs📨

The Hot Bitch Club🔥💖🔥GC

Aaliyah: Bitch! Check ur Insta😠 NEOW

Rosette: srry bby in advance, I couldn't stop her 😔

Jay: I sat back and watched. Ngl😁

You: 🤨 wth? Ain't yall out partying?

You had just put your sweet baby down for the night, and part of you was praying he'd stay asleep for a while. There were plans to catch up on your shows and finally do something to your hair. The last four months have definitely been an adjustment. For all the blessing Omari was, he certainly didn't take his little foot off your neck. He was already particular about everything in his little life. He has just discovered his own little feet and gets angry when he thinks you have taken away his toes with the introduction of socks and booties.

Omari really is just spoiled. He's the first baby in your family since your youngest brother and he's treated like a little king. Your father wasn't too happy that you had him, even more unhappy when you refused to come home back to the States. Your reasoning is that you weren't giving up your dream job that you managed to snag a year ago, and your employer did not want to let you go. So, thus, it became the reality of your family visiting as often as they could. And they made it a point to spoil this infant rotten. When the girls are around, you don't even think he sits on his own ass.

But that's besides the point because right now you are quickly scrolling through your Instagram notifications and seeing a barrage of likes and all of them are from either ‘KG_KG’ or ‘Tavishstation’ and all of them are on photos of you and Omari. Then a message pops up from the user Tavishstation.

Tavishstation: Bonnie lass, uh yea, is he mine?

You: I'm srry, what now? Who is this? Quickly.

Tavishstation: it's me Johnny MacTavish from a year ago…

You stare in pure shock and immediately click the profile. Immediately, your body goes cold as you stare and scroll through the feed of the hot, funny, and freak nasty guy that left you with Omari. They had the same blue eyes, and while Omari was on track for much more curly hair, the color was even the same. The feed was filled with the life of an army soldier, photos of gun ranges, army fatigues, and group pictures with what you assume to be colleagues. Dotted between those snapshots of work life were pictures of his family, large gatherings, sisters and brothers, cousins, and fuck he was Catholic? Not that that was a bad thing, but you could already hear the headache of your GiGi going “Omari is AME, he needs an old fashioned baptism, hell the white suit is already bought.”

You: Johnny! It's great to hear from you! 😅

Tavishstation: 🤨🤨🤨 why didnae ya tell me?

You: boy! You did what sneaky links are supposed to do! Sneak outta my house before I woke up! 🙄

You: 🤔🤔Also, explain to me how I was supposed to find you when all I knew was that your name was Johnny and you hunch like a dog in rut?

Tavishstation: really that's all you remembered about me? Can't say I'm not happy about that 😉

You: 🙄 sir…please be serious I beg.

The little typing bubble is reappearing and disappearing for several seconds. He's seemingly trying to get his thoughts together. To calm your nerves you get up and start flipping through Hulu, anything to ease the tension in your body. You didn't plan on reconnecting with Johnny, you didn't even think you'd hear from him again. Hell, you didn't even think about dating as your baby and career came first. Long nights working and early days running yourself ragged. Daycare drop offs and pick-ups, juggling meetings with your boss, and an endless stream of trying to find time for sleep. The thought of finding a husband or even a fuck buddy fell to the wayside.

Tavishstation: Look, I know that this is sudden. I really am just as surprised as when I found out from your friend Aaliyah. I had to practically beg her for a way to contact you. I don't want you to think I'm the type of man who shirks on his responsibilities, and Omari and you are my responsibility now. I'm on leave for a while, and I would like to meet him and see you and just kinda figure out where to go from here. Maybe we could get a paternity test?

You stared at the message and agitation slowly crept up your spine. A DNA test? They shared the same eyes, Omari even had his father's big head. You should know, you had to push him out of you!

You: a dna test? bsffr John. 😒😑

You: you and him have the same face and eyes. The nose may be mine but everything else is all you.

Tavishstation: nae bonnie, I want it so I can sign the birth certificate. Trust I see that he's my clone.

You: look, John I don't need you to sign anything, especially if you're doing this out of obligation and not cause you genuinely want to. The last thing I wanna do is go through the courts and shit should you decide you don't wanna play Daddy anymore. Let's just save us all the headache.

Tavishstation: Bonnie lass

Tavishstation: gimme a chance plz? We can co-parent and I'll follow ur rules and everything.

You take a screenshot of the conversation and send it to Rosette privately. She's the only one who has ever kept a level head, and after you sent one to your older brother Autumn. He would have a more invested cause in this new development seeing as how he was the Omari's godfather.

Rosette: he has a right to try girlie. Give him a chance.

You: idk, I don't wanna deal with a sometime parent.

Rosette: he didn't know and when he found out he got sick and vomited on Aaliyah's shoes. He really did beg. We broke down and gave him your insta.

With the chat with Autumn it was only one sentence.

Autumn: don't bring him to the crib. We will meet him together in public. Dad and Mom would not be happy about this if I let you meet him alone.

You flip back to Instagram and see that Johnny sent additional messages.

Tavishstation: I didnae upset ye?

Tavishstation: of course we'll do it all on your terms bonnie.

You: fine. Tomorrow is Sunday. We can meet in public for brunch with my brother Autumn.

Tavishstation: can I have your number? 🥺

You: 🙄 fine.

You send him your number and not even thirty seconds later your messages ding. It's him.

Johnny: Thanks my little bird

You: did you just call me a bird?

Johnny: yea tha a problem

You: these cultural differences between us will get you cut wide open. Don't let my friends hear you say that.🙄🙄🙄

Johnny: OH yeah! Thas an insult to you americans 😂

You: look, here's the address to where we are meeting in the morning. Let's try to keep it all low key?

Johnny: I'll try, but I'm meeting my son and seeing my girl. There will be tears and none of it will be low-key. 😊☺️

You: imma stop ✋🏾 you right there. We are not doing the whole me fucking my baby daddy thing. We are co-parenting should this work out.

Johnny: 🙂🫠 if you say soooo

You: 🙄😒 night John.

Johnny: night Bonnie, kiss our bairn for me. 😘

On Johnny's end, he's back on base. Part of him can't sleep and he's wishing for Sunday morning to hurry up and get here. He's got a bairn, a wean, a little him just out in the world. He missed all of the pregnancy, and he wondered if he would have been any good at that part.

When he got back to base that night, he was still in a state of shock. Kyle only patted him on the back and said that they were all with him no matter what. Simon just shook his head, mumbling something about “you gotta take one out of Captain's book and keep them very well hidden.”

It was John who had the most sensible advice, always like a father to him. He had taken him outside before he sent his initial message. Lit a cigar and offered him one too.

“You need to decide before you go barging too eagerly into their lives. That girl and her baby have been fine without you so far.” John took a drag of his cigar to let the words sink in.

“Am I not supposed to want to be a part of their lives?” Johnny finally asked. He didn't really smoke cigars, preferring other leaves when he was alone with Kyle. But the taste grounded him and took the edge off.

“I'm saying that you need to offer her and your son something that other people, her family, can't give her. You need to be consistent and honest about who you are and what you do. We've got enemies to high heaven and back kid. Won't do her any good if she can't make an informed decision.” John is speaking from experience, his own wife is a testament to how carefully he keeps that part of his life hidden.

Johnny lays in his bed, scrolling through your Instagram page. It's littered in photos of the past year. Ultrasound photos, candid pictures of you holding your baby bump, an elaborate and fun baby shower that he wished he and his family had been part of. Omari is perfect, all gummy smiles and blue eyes that match his own. It's like looking into a mirror. He scrolls to a picture a little farther back, careful not to double tap and like anything. He finds what he is looking for, a photo of him and you from when you first met.

It was the two of you mostly sober before the body shots started. He was sitting at the bar, and you were sitting in his lap. The two of you looked like a perfect couple, and he remembers that moment clearly. He thought about it during his year away and imagined that he had a girl waiting for him back home. You had kissed him and made him drink that fruity drink of yours, and it made his stomach flip. Such a pretty brown bonnie wanted his attention, and he really thought you were the prettiest bird in the bar that night. There was something there, hidden beneath the flirtatious touches and kisses, behind the teasing words and slurred praises, even after the heat of sex cooled into sweet kisses and cuddles.

He should have stayed a little longer and dealt with the chewing out from John and Simon.

He had a chance to get what he wanted this time around. He hopes you feel that spark again, and then everything will snap into place.

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my heart swells at the thought of shy!reader kinda being overstimulated emotionally during rough sex with rafe and so she’s in doggy but reaches to hold his hand just to feel some affection from him☹️

this actually made me bark

when you could keep your eyes open, you were staring at the wood of rafe's headboard, watching the way it was slamming against the wall and the repetitive thudding that filled your ears. if rafe wasn't fucking you so hard that you were close to losing your mind, you'd be worried someone in the house can hear the two of you.

your mind, always overactive even in times like this, wanders. first you allow yourself to get a little concerned someone can hear you, so you get quieter, shoving your head into rafe's pillow to muffle the moans leaving your mouth. then you worry someone can hear the headboard, the slap of skin on skin.

even when the pleasure is so overwhelming, building up tense and low in your stomach, entire body feeling like it's aflame when rafe grips your hips and slaps your ass in between thrusts, you still feel your mind wandering, slipping further and further away.

you want it to shut up, so you close your eyes, head resting on rafe's pillow again. you try to focus on your boyfriend's groans, the way the noises coming from him make your toes curl and a fuzzy feeling overtake your brain.

"yeah, fuck, kid, keep takin' it-"

he's saying something, and you stupidly wonder if he's been talking to you this whole time. you'd been too busy thinking about nothing to realize. you tune in, realizing what rafe's saying is a little bit of the opposite of what you usually hear from him.

you turn your head a little, opening your eyes to look back at rafe. he's still slamming in and out, his eyes focused on where the two of you are connected. rafe's always handsome, almost overwhelmingly so, but especially like this, when he's so focused on pleasure he's not as mindful of what he's saying.

"y'like that, huh? yeah, you wanna watch? like the little slut you are?"

"oh-"

it comes out low and quiet, a little sound that lets him know you're paying attention. if possible, his grip on your hips gets harder, fingers digging into the plush of your ass while he pushes down on your arch, increasing his pace. it's too fast now, too full and the stretch too much. you squeal into the pillow, eyes getting crossed while rafe's words ring around your head.

"fuck, good girl. my good little whore, aren't you?"

"um-" he keeps going, and you don't want him to stop. you try to shift around but he's holding you so hard moving feels impossible, so you settle for what you can move, lifting your arm to rest on your back, hand reaching out for him. "rafe, hand, please-"

you can't see his face, but you feel the weight of his hand on yours, before he pulls out and flips you over. you fall onto your back with a quiet yelp.

"you okay?" he asks, hovering over you. you feel empty, feel your pussy clench around nothing. then you feel bad—you hadn't meant to make him stop.

"s-sorry, rafe, i didn't mean stop, i just wanted to feel close to you-"

"was inside you. what'd you mean closer? you okay?" he repeats, and you feel your face flush, everything going warm.

"yes, yes. i'm fine."

"you sure?" you nod, looking up at your boyfriend. he moves your legs while you lay back, lifting them with his arms and lining himself up. and then he puts his palm flat on yours, fingers interlacing while he pushes inside. he fucks you like that—both your hands holding his, slowly and somehow still rougher than before, and even after both of you finish, he doesn't let go. you fall asleep with fingers intertwined with his.

[rekino2114]

Could you do prompt number 7 for Mia fey with a male reader

Mia fey giving you a chest pillow

Pairing:Mia fey x male reader

A/n:I'm happy I finally get to write for more ace attorney

It was very common for you to get overworked. Being a lawyer is a hard job, after all, between studying cases extremely thoroughly and filling out a lot of boring paperwork and not to mention the multiple hours long trials where you had to stand around with not even a chair.

Thankfully you had someone who always helped you alleviate your stress, your colleague, fiancée and love of your life, mia Fey, she was great at basically anything that involved helping you relax, she was a great cuddler, gives amazing massages and makes some genuinely really great coffee (she had learned from someone) whenever you needed a caffeine boost.

Despite all of the effort she put in to help you relax, you still couldn't bring yourself to actually ask for help whenever you got burnt out , she had her own work too, and she often helped you on cases so you didn't want to bother her with stuff like that, which often lead to moments like this.

You had stayed up late all night again, looking through a case, you eventually ended up falling asleep on the desk not bothering to eat or check mia's message that said that she would be returning home sooner since she finished the trial earlier than expected.

When she did return, she gasped, seeing your head slumped on the desk surrounded by papers and other stuff, before sighing locking the door behind her and making her way to you.

"Honey? Are you alright?"

She tapped your head, causing you to slowly wake up. When you did, you panicked seeing Mia so close to you and blushed from the embarrassment

"A-ah mia"

"Good morning sleepyhead"

She giggled as you rubbed your eyes and fully got up

"S-sorry I was just tired"

"It's fine, what were you doing by the way?"

".......working on a case"

"Baby, what did we say about working too much alone?"

".......sorry"

"It's alright, just remember that I'm always here for you if you need any kind of help"

"Yeah but you have your own stuff and-"

"And what? Listen y/n we're partners in everything, love and work, I love helping my sweet man with his work because I love him, I love you, and I love helping you so don't think you can get away with not asking me for help when you clearly need it ok? Or no cuddles for a week you got that mister?"

You looked up at mia's beautiful face and smiled

"You're the best, ok don't worry I won't do that anymore"

"That's what I want to hear"

You two kissed passionately and hugged

"Now speaking of cuddles, I think there's a really handsome man around here that needs a lot of cuddles, maybe even a nap on his two favorite pillows?"

You blushed again and tried to look away from mia

".....I.....kinda do actually"

The spirit medium/lawyer giggled and held your hand

"Come here honey"

She guided you to the couch and laid down on it before taking off her magatama necklace and putting on a nearby table so you wouldn't get hurt while lying on her chest

"Thank you"

"It's really nothing, now just lay your head on my chest and let me help you relax"

"Gladly"

You did just that, cuddling into her and laying on her big and soft chest, mia smiled at you and started playing with your hair

"Thanks again"

"Like I said it's nothing"

"......you know I love you right?"

"Of course, I love you too"

"I know......I'm still sorry for what I did"

"It's fine, you learned your lesson, you won't do it again right? You don't wanna lose cuddles privilege right?"

"Of course not, cuddles with you are the best"

"Is that why you're getting so sleepy and relaxed now"

"......yeah"

"That's OK, sweetie, I'm really comfy too, so I don't mind you falling asleep on me, I don't have any trials tomorrow, so we can stay inside and help each other all day"

"And cuddle?"

"And cuddle of course"

"......thanks I love you so much"

"I love you too"

You pressed even more against her chest, starting to hear her heartbeat, which lulled you to sleep, mia smiled, seeing your sleepy face, and kissed your forehead lovingly.

"I love you so much y/n never forget that"

[vizjpmdose]

How to Lose a Date dad!James Patrick March x daughter!reader. || 1.3k+ words. !!: Overprotective parent, threatening, not proofread. a/n: accepted this request since I already have a similar fic to this idea prepared in my drafts.

SUMMARY: You met a boy during the latest event in the Cortez, you wanted to go on a date with him but you hid it from your dad. Once your dad found out he planned to scare the boy off, and in order to get you back in his favor he decided to spoil you.

requested by: @tate-langdons-wife

Ms. Evers was like a mother to you. Someone you can tell everything to and she never judges, her advice are always so gentle too, unlike your dad's.. So you found yourself opening up to her about the boy you met during one of the events in the Cortez. You both did had a good talk for an hour and he suddenly asked you to go on a date with him. You stood there at the doorframe of a small bathroom in one of the empty hotel rooms, watching Ms. Evers clean the bathroom while you keep telling her everything. 

Ms. Evers chuckled lightly, actually enjoying your enthusiasm. "Oh, my dear, you should embrace these moments of youth. A handsome young man wanting to take you out on a date is quite the occasion! Does your father know?" 

She thinks that your father knows. But you actually don't want him to know. And you don't know where you got the nerve to not tell your FATHER about this. 

"No.." You muttered out, letting it hang in there for a little bit. "You know how he is, Ms. Evers." You added. A part of you feels guilty but you shook it off. "Promise me, Ms. Evers. Not a word to him." But just as those words left your lips, the room’s air grew heavier, colder. A familiar chill prickled your skin. 

"Oh, do go on, my darling. I wouldn’t dream of interrupting such a fascinating revelation." Your dad, 'Mr. March' spoke, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Your heart dropped.. You stayed silent for some seconds before letting out a shaky sigh. "Dad, please-" 

"No." He replied plainly. He started walking towards you, the feeling of his presence growing more heavier as he even walks with elegance and fierce. "What did I tell you about these.. Little rascals these days?" He was talking about the boys these days, referring to them as 'little rascals'. He even emphasized the 'little rascals' as if there's a bitter taste on his tongue. 

"He's not a 'rascal', dad.. He looks formal and is easy to talk with!" You replied. You just really want to experience new stuffs. Your dad's lips pressed into a thin line. He's about to scold you for daring to defend a boy in front of a man like him. But just as he was about to scold you an idea popped into his mind. "Very well. If you believe this boy worthy, then I shall meet him." Before you can even react, he already walked away. 

You know you have no other choice but to follow that order. But at least he's kind of.. Considering it, right?? You told the boy about it, and he made you blush with the; "I'll handle your dad for you."  

Even you 99% doubt that your dad would even let the boy talk while he's talking with him. But at least the boy immediately agreed to meet your dad. That's counted as a greenflag.. right..?

The day where the boy will be meeting your dad finally came.  

The boy entered Room 64. The room where you told him to meet your dad. As the boy pressed the doorbell, a calm voice from the inside replied instantly. "Come in." The boy opened the door and stepped in, finding your dad wearing a dark blue pinstripe suit sitting on the velvet couch while holding a drinking glass with whiskey in it. His eyes dropped to the boy, he took a quick sip before gesturing to the armchair in front of him with a tight smile. 

"Have a seat." He spoke. The boy nodded and made his way to sit down. "Good afternoon, sir. I'm-" Before the boy can even finish his sentence, your dad interrupted. 

"You intended to take my daughter out on a date? What do you think of her?" He suddenly asked sharply. The boy's eyes narrowed, the way your dad just cut him off already got him embarrassed greatly. "Uh, sir, I just.. Yes, I want to take her out on a date. We had a good conversation the first time I met her in the latest event held here in your hotel, sir. I think our conversation could be more genuine while on a date, and.. I think she's great." The boy spoke, he used all the confidence he had in his body to answer that. 

Your dad raised an eyebrow as he slowly lowered his drink. "Great?" He asked as he tilted his head a bit and squinted his eyes. "My daughter.. deserves far more than great! She deserves devotion, respect! And a companion who understands her worth.” , "Would you kill for her? No! You can get her killed instead." He started snapping. He didn't even acknowledge the whole sentence that the boy said. Your dad's words grew more sharper that made the boy froze on the chair.  

"Out." Your dad ordered to the boy as he finally finished his lecture. "Out before I decide to wall you up alive." He threatened. In fact, he had been planning to actually do that. The boy immediately walked out in shame without a word. Your dad watched the boy from the window as he leaves his property. 

"Pathetic." He mumbled to himself. 

Later that night, you were so confused that the boy didn't even go to your room or texted you before leaving. In fact, he haven't texted you until now. You then found out from Ms. Evers that your dad scared off the poor boy that the boy had to leave without so much as a goodbye. You got mad, hella mad and upset at your dad even though you lowkey predicted that would happen. You decided to ignore your dad a whole day tomorrow or even a week if you could. 

Time has passed, it's the morning now and you just woke up. You're still mad as you remembered last night. But when you opened your phone you saw messages of your friends telling you through texts that the boy took another girl on a date instead. That means.. He wasn't even serious in the first place. As you read that, your anger for your dad slowly died down. 

The door of your room suddenly opened, revealing your dad. "What did I tell you, hm?" He asked out, reminding you that he's ALWAYS RIGHT. You sat up and brushed your hair back in frustration and defeat. "Dad, please stop randomly showing up." 

"Nonsense. I just want to protect you, darling." He scoffed out as he walked towards your bed. "Is that so hard to understand, my dear?" He asked softly this time as he started to comb your hair with his fingers and the feeling slowly made you calm down. "..No dad." You mumbled out in defeat. 

He flashed a soft smile and pressed a soft kiss on your forehead. After that he stood up straightly again lets out a whistle, the whistle he uses to call Ms. Evers. Ms. Evers then came in holding a dress/other type of outfit that you wanted to wear on a date with that boy. You spoke about that to Ms. Evers, you told her how much you want to purchase that dress/outfit. Your dad secretly immediately bought it just to cheer you up immediately as well.  

"I granted your wish," He chuckled out as he watched your eyes widen. He then pulled out dollar bills from his pocket. He quickly counted it and gave it to you. "An advance allowance to cheer you up, my dear. Go hang out with your girl friends instead. They're more trustable." He added, your dad was right. Really right. 

You smiled widely as you took your time to appreciate everything he gave you right now. A good morning indeed. "Thank youuu!" You thanked him enthusiastically. "Thank you for saving me, dad." You added, softly and seriously. 

"Always." He replied, still having the soft smile on his face. 

"The boy is a damn watermelon, my dear. Green on the outside while red in the inside." He joked, following it with a loud laughter. Ms. Evers cracked a chuckle while you laughed along softly. 

likes/reblogs/comments are very appreciated specially in long fics like these. They make my effort feel appreciated and gives me more motivation. Thank you!

[clonetrooperjournals]

happy friday!! I hope you had a good week 🥰 I love your fics so much!!! Your stories always brighten my day and I love seeing what you write 🩷 Can I make a Wrecker request please? He is such a sweetheart and I don’t see a ton of fics for him in the world! I was thinking something with friends to lovers where they are best friends and kind of match each other’s personalities well and are physically affectionate a lot and realize they have feelings? Or whatever direction feels natural to you! 💜 thank you!

Summary : You left home when you turned 18 to pursue your dream of rancor riding. What happens when you find the love of your life along the way? Pairings : Wrecker x Fem!reader (Cowgirl reader) Warnings : fluff, reader has a southern accent, angst, mentions of unconscented marriage, mentions of self doubt, running away from home, happy ending, Words : 3.1k A/N : Okay! So I have had this Wrecker fic in the works for SO LONG! He is literally my favourite clone and because of that I rewrote this so many times! I'm sorry it took so long but I really hope you love it because I've had this idea forever! Rancor riding like bull riding (why is this not cannon actually?) And don't worry I will be writing plenty more about my big guy! Enjoy xoxo masterlist here

“Come on Midnight! That all ya got?!”  

You run around the dingy arena with your rancor charging at you full speed. Your heart is racing, your feet are sliding, and you’ve never felt more free. You run to the end of the arena and pull out your whip, waiting for the moment when the purple rancor lifts her fist at you. You snap your whip around her fist as she raises it and yank hard, watching as she falls forward, you then run and jump on top of her before she can stand up and use your whip as a leash as she runs around the arena in circles trying to throw you off her back.  

“YeeHaw! Atta girl Midnight!” You laugh as she continues to try and throw you from her. Eventually you let her go and jump off her back, sprinting fast to her cage and wait for her to charge in after you. Last second you roll out of the cage and slam the door shut with a large smile. “Great work today girl! Were gonna knock em’ dead at the show tonight!”  

Behind you Omega claps loudly with Cid, Wrecker and Echo. You take a bow and walk over to the group smiling as Omega jumps over the railing and into your arms giving you a hug, “y/n you were amazing! I can’t wait to watch the show tonight!”  

“Thank ya darlin!” you laugh as you squeeze her tight. “What are y'all doin here so early?”  

Cid grins at you with that knowing look, “Came to check on my champion. I put a high bet on ya for tonight and I don't intend to lose my money.” 

“Thirty seconds or more and ya guaranteed ya money.” you reply simply as you ruffle Omega’s hair making her giggle. “I ain’t the best Rancor rider here in the outer rim for cheap times!” 

Cid smiles and claps you on the shoulder, “Good, good. Now go get ready, shows in a few hours.” 

Cid walks off leaving you with the bad batch, you notice the concerned looks on the boys faces, “What’s wrong?” 

Echo steps forward and pulls out a bounty puck, “This you?”  

An old holo photo pops up of a young teenage girl with freckles and a button nose. Her hair is pulled into two braids with ribbons on the bottom and she’s wearing some frilly dress that looks uncomfortable, which makes you laugh. “They could’a picked a better picture I look like a baby loth cat in this!” 

Wrecker steps forward now looking down at you with that brutishly handsome look your so fond of, “You knew about this?” 

“Of course... My ma and pa have been on the hunt for me since the day I left home without a word. It’s been four years ya think they’d give up already!” you sigh exasperated.  

Echo tilts his head, “Why’d you leave anyway? If you don’t mind me asking.” 

“Let’s just say my version and my parent's version of my future were two sides of a coin. In the end I chose my side and left. I ain’t looked back since...”  

Your parents own the largest export of Felucian rancor's for sale on the black market. They created a ranch where your family raised and trained them to be sold. You have been around rancor's since you were a baby, and you know the animal better than you know yourself. You started training the rancor's around the age of ten when you were fast enough to outrun them. Your parents didn’t want you to train the animals, saying it wasn’t a lady's job to be running around in the mud with a predator, and that you should be inside practicing your socialite skills. You hated how they tried to keep you confined in that house, wearing expensive frilly dresses that felt like you were wearing the ocean, and practicing your etiquette, dancing and piano, that wasn’t who you were. You wanted to be in the pen with the rancor's running around and wrestling them without a care in the world. Then you turned eighteen and your parents decided that you were done “playing with the animals” and you were gonna fulfill your duty as lady of the family and get married to some businessman's son to benefit the family.  

You knew you would rather die than stay trapped in some man's house wearing those ridiculous dresses, entertaining rich people and their wives while never getting the freedom to be yourself. So, the night before your eighteenth birthday you packed a bag and bought a one-way ticket off world and never looked back. Since then, you’ve been traveling the galaxy as a professional Rancor rider with your girl Midnight, who you bought on the black market as a baby and trained at your secret house in the deserts of Batuu. Your honestly floored that your parents haven’t found you after all this time since you're literally doing the one thing you said you were always gonna do.  

You met the bad batch the last time you did a show on Ord Mantell when you went into Cid’s for a drink. You were instantly intrigued by the clones and the little girl with them, especially Wrecker. His gentle giant persona while being extremely handsome had you hooked from the first day, and you’ve been flirting with him since. You’ve kept in contact with each other, and you’ve even helped on a few odd jobs when you're not traveling for your shows. You and the batch have become good friends, and you’d say they became your found family.  

“Tech’s already working on hacking the bounty system to take down your ad.” Echo explains.  

You smile warmly at your friends, “Aw thank ya kindly! Y'all are the best of friends a gal can ask for!”  

“Of course. Though were gonna keep an eye out tonight because we don’t know how long the ad has been up.” Echo says as he pats your shoulder, “Let’s go Omega. We'll see you later.” 

You wave as Echo and Omega Walk off leaving you standing there with Wrecker. He’s looking at you with a sheepish smile, “Good luck tonight. Not that ya need it! You're gonna be great no matter what!” 

Your chest aches as you look at the big guy who owns your heart, “aww thank ya honey! That means the world comin’ from my favourite man!”  

“I’m your favourite?...” he asks kicking his boots in the dirt with red cheeks. 

You giggle and walk over to him putting your hands on his chest, “always have been.” 

He freezes and looks down at you, his gaze trailing to your lips and back up to your eyes. For a moment your almost certain he’s gonna kiss you, then Omega runs back into the arena, “Wrecker, are you coming?!” 

His whole face is red as he looks at her, “Y-Yup! I’m comin...” 

You chuckle and reach up on your tip toes to kiss his cheek, “I’ll see ya tonight! Wait for me after the show?” 

“Y-Yeah! I will!” 

... 

The only words to describe the first time Wrecker seen you would be love at first sight.  

The batch had just come back from a job for Cid and when they entered the bar, he seen you leaning against the counter with a drink in your hand. You were wearing tight jeans and a matching jacket that a huge purple rancor painted on the back, a whip on one side and blaster holstered on the other. You wore a purple cowgirl hat, that he’s never seen you without, and the most beautiful smile to ever grace this galaxy, he stood frozen and watched you talk with Cid while his brothers eyed him closely wondering where his attention had gone. Once they realized it was you that stole Wreckers attention, they all went over and introduced themselves. He stood at the back of the group, tongue tied, not being able to say a word as your eyes raked over his figure with a smile as you introduced yourself.  

Since that day he has thought about nothing else other then you. He thought you couldn’t be any more perfect, from your southern drawl to the way you ride and wrestle rancor's for a living. You’ve always been flirty with him but, he never knows what to say or how to respond back, he doesn’t know how to show you how in love he is with you, and his brothers have noticed.  

Inside the marauder Tech is typing away on his data pad, Hunter and Echo are looking at the info for their next job and Omega is in her bunk with Lula reading the ships manual. Wrecker sits down on his bunk with a sigh that doesn’t go unnoticed by Omega, “What's wrong Wrecker? Is it y/n? Did something happen?”  

“N-No! Nothin happened. And why do ya assume it has to do with y/n?” he asks embarrassed.  

Tech speaks up from the cockpit, face still in his data pad, “Because all data suggests that you are in love with her.” 

“What does the data know! And besides... even if I did, which I’m not saying that I am! I can barely talk to her without looking like a fool.” he sighs as he looks down at his fists.  

Hunter turns toward him, “Wrecker. It's obvious that she likes you, you really have nothing to worry about.” 

“Yes I do! We are on the run from the empire! I don’t have time for... a relationship...” 

Omega slides out of her bunk and hands him Lula with a smile, “If you really love her Wrecker, you’ll find a way. And besides Hunter is right, she totally likes you too!” 

He holds Lula tightly and looks between Omega and Hunter with a wary expression, “ya think so?” 

“Yes!” 

“Yes.” 

“Yes.” 

“93.7% positive.” 

... 

The arena is sold out, the people are cheering, laughing and shouting as you stand beside Midnights cage. In front of the railing, you see the bad batch and Cid, Omega waving at you enthusiastically making you laugh to yourself. You wave back as you trail your gaze over the crowd and freeze. In the center of the crowd is a man and a woman with bright red hair that's starting to grey, each wearing a black cowboy hat you haven’t seen since the day you left home. Your dad stares directly into your eyes with a malicious smile and your mother looks furious as she sits perfectly straight in her tight dress, looking poised as always. You knew they would find you eventually, your reputation had been spreading throughout most of the outer rim and your shows were only getting bigger, but to have your parents themselves show up and not some hired bounty hunter was a whole other thing.  

Wrecker and Hunter watched you from the stands noticing the way you froze, Hunter could feel your heart rate increasing. They looked behind into the crowd and seen who you were looking at, your parents. They stuck out against all the low-class people that filled the stands, and as the rest of the crowd buzzed with excitement, they looked furious. Wrecker pushes his way through the crowd till he gets down to where you are waiting for the show to start.  

You look over at him with a smile that doesn’t quite reach your eyes, “Hey handsome... Ya seen em’ then?” 

“Yeah. They boys are already on it, were gonna make sure they don’t get near ya.” he says to you confidently.  

You sigh, your eyes beginning to water, “Wreck... please don’t let em’ take me back there...” 

“I promise,” he says grabbing our hands in his large ones, “They won’t get you. So go put on a great show and show em who you are!”  

You squeeze your hands in his and then pull him in for a hug, “Thank ya honey!” 

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! WE WELCOME YOU TO TONIGHT HERE AT THE ORD MANTELL ARENA FOR A SPECAIL SHOW! PLEASE WELCOME THE BEST RANCOR RIDER IN THE OUTER RIM Y/N AND HER RANCOR MIDNIGHT!  

The crowd screams loudly and you take a deep breath and smile up at Wrecker, “Show time!”  

He nods smiling at you again and goes behind the bars, still staying within a few feet of you. You walk to the center of the arena, your purple jumpsuit and matching cowgirl hat shining under the spotlights and turn toward the audience. You smile brightly and tip your hat toward the bad batch making them all smile at you, then you turn toward the cage where Midnight was banging around inside. You press the button, and her cage busts open as she runs out slamming her fists on the ground.  

The crowd cheers loudly as you begin to run around the arena in a large circle, feeling the hard steps of Midnight charging behind you. You sprint as hard as you can ahead of her and pull your whip out waiting for the moment she raises her fist. Then you crack your whip around her fist and pull as hard as you can throwing her forward to the ground as you jump on her back. Then you release her fist and wrap the whip around her neck like a leash as she takes you for a bumpy ride around the arena, trying to throw you off her back.  

10,11,12,13  

You see the timer counting above you as you continue to hold on, Midnight getting more aggressive as she tried to rip you off her back, but you just hold on tightly laughing as the crowd goes wild.  

23,24,25,26 

Midnight charges toward the wall of the arena so she can slam you against it, but you jump up last second and grab the railing smiling at Omega and Tech as they look at you stunned. Then you turn and jump back onto Midnights back, “YeeHaw!” 

36,37,38,39,40 

You release the leash and jump from her back onto the arena floor once more. Taking off in a sprint you zig zag around her cage watching as she follows you. Then you run and slide into her cage and she charges straight for you. Last second you roll between her legs and push the button on the cage closing her in once again and the arena erupts into cheers as you take a bow with the biggest smile on your face.  

WHAT AN INCREDIBLE RIDE! WE’D EXPECT NOTHING LESS FROM THE GEM OF THE OUTER RIM OUR FAVOURITE RANCOR RIDER Y/N!!!!  

... 

After the show you go around signing things for people with a big smile, but that anxiety is still heavy on your chest as your parents are no longer in the stands. You sign one more paper for a kid when you turn around to your parents standing there, making you jump.  

“Cute little show. Now it’s time to stop this foolishness and come back home to fulfill your family obligations.” your dad says sternly.  

You back away, “No! I won’t go back and get married to that man!”  

“You will listen to your Pa!” your mother yells walking toward you as she grabs your arm.  

You pull your arm as hard as you can, but she just squeezes tighter, “I won’t go back! I’m not like you, I’ll never be! Let me go!”  

“You heard her. Let her go.” you stop and turn around to see Wrecker and the rest of the bad batch behind him looking furious. Wrecker's eyes flash to yours worried and you nod at him, tears starting to fall.  

“This is family business, now I suggest ya leave quietly.” your dad says as he grabs your other arm starting to lead you away as you kick and pull with all your might. You bite your dad's hand and he let’s go just long enough for you to pull your other arm free from your mom, then you turn and run jumping into Wreckers arms.  

Your mother steps toward the group of clones, eyeing them angrily, “Just who do you think you are?!” 

Wrecker steps forward still holding you tightly in his arms, “I’m her husband!”  

The absolute shock on everyone's faces would be comical if you weren’t in near hysterics. All the clones had their eyes on you and Wrecker but said nothing, and your mom almost fainted, “Husband!?” 

“Why would you do this? Why would you embarrass us like this!?” your dad shouts as he gestures to the two of you.  

You grab Wreckers hand in yours tightly and look up into his eyes, “because I love this man pa! He is strong, and selfless, kind and patient. He loves me without conditions! I would find and marry him in every lifetime before I went back to the ranch!” 

Both your parents look at each other, then back at you and the group of clones who had all the blasters at the ready, then they sighed and walked away, “This isn’t over...” 

“Yes, it is.” Wrecker says as he watches the two of them leave the arena.  

You release a breath you didn’t know you were holding as a few tears fall from your eyes, “Thank ya kindly y’all. Ya... Ya didn’t have to do that...”  

Hunter shows a rare smile, “Of course. Your family. Were gonna trail them and make sure they don’t get any funny ideas. Let's go!” 

The boys nod at you, patting your shoulder as they leave, Omega even giving you a quick hug and then it’s just you and Wrecker standing in the arena, your hand still in his. You look at him and see his cheeks are bright red as he tries to avoid your gaze, “y/n I-I'm sorry. I don’t really know why I said the whole... Husband thing I just... I heard what they were tryin’ to do, and I panicked! I couldn’t even imagine you marrying another man I- I mean! Not that were married I just I-” 

You pull him toward you and jump up wrapping your legs around his waist as he looks at you stunned. Grabbing both of his burning cheeks you lean forward and kiss him, soft and gentle at first but then he kisses you back eagerly. You pull back for breath smiling, “I liked it when ya called yourself my husband...” 

“Really?” he asks shyly.  

“Yeah. And I meant every word I said bout’ lovin you Wreck.” you say stroking his cheek gently, “I love ya big guy.” 

He smiles brightly, “I-I love ya too!” 

You take off your hat and place it on his head with a mischievous smile, “so bout’ this husband offer...” 

dividers by @saradika-graphics

[telomeke]

Post Nine GIFs of Your Favorite Characters and Let People Guess Your Type

Then tag nine more people to do the same...

(above) A sneak peek

I was tagged by @hughungrybear at this post here, by @waitmyturtles in the notes of this post here, and by @colourme-feral in this post here. Thanks for tagging me, dearies! 🥰

The "type" in the title of this tag game makes me think that I should only be posting about characters who personify the kind of love interest I'd want to swoon over (and/or have swooning over me).

So I'm going to be listing favorite characters who got me cooing at the screen one time or another, as they set off romantic sparklies in my head and heart. 💖

But of course I must insert the standard caveat here – this is purely fantasy, and I would never actually think the folks I've chosen could ever be my own personal partner material for various reasons. (Age-appropriateness especially comes to mind, just in case anyone thinks I'm perving on the younger set, OK? Nothing but very chaste and pure butterflies fluttering about.😊)

So with that out of the way, here are the romantic faves I've picked out, with a bit of supporting write-up on each: 😍

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Yai from I Feel You Linger in the Air

So big and strong, yet gentle and soft at the same time – and that's just Khun Yai's insane eye-fucking whenever he looks upon his beloved Por Jom in IFYLITA.

Yai himself is even more so, and I melt along with our big hero's besottedness every time he loses it like this in Jom's presence.

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Jom from I Feel You Linger in the Air

Well, who can blame Khun Yai for being so in love, if the object of his affection is his adorable little ball-of-sunshine klutz Jom?

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Pat from Bad Buddy

I really wanted to post a GIF of Pat as seen through the dorm door peephole at BBS Ep.4 [1‌/4] 15.02, cockily razzing poor Pran with a sing-song: "I know you want to let me iiiiiiiiin" while looking like the lovable doofus that he is at the same time. But I couldn't find a GIF of it. 😢

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Still, I think Pat's cheeky self comes through just as well in the GIF below: 😊

T‌heerak indeed! 🥰

Korn from Together With Me

I fell hard for Korn's handsome, heartbroken pining while fickle Knock tried to sort out his head and heart in Together With Me. Pity the show itself was so uneven; Thai BL has really matured since then.

The GIF above is from Season 2 though – you can tell they obviously got a bigger hair budget and replaced Korn's spiky street urchin fringe with giant bangs (insert inappropriate joke here🤣). But unfortunately the second outing went in the other direction and turned out to be quite a load of rubbish despite the bucketloads of charisma that MaxTul still managed to bring to the screen.

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Keaton from Bangkok Love Stories 2: Innocence

Yes, I had a bit of a thing for Max Nattapol after Together With Me. But it really wasn't his beefy goodness that stole my heart a second time around in BLS2: Innocence (despite my choice of GIF here):

Max really pulled out all the stops for Keaton's breakdown scene confessing his hurts to Simon toward the end, full-on ugly crying and heaving with emotion, dripping snot be damned. And for me, that display of vulnerability from the resident hunk was an absolutely breathtaking, actorly turn by someone I'd written off as contributing more to the décor rather than the dramatics of the show. He's capable of more than he's usually given to do, this one. That scene totally won me over. Oh my darling Keaton! 💖

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Tiffy from Lovely Writer

Yes this is two GIFs, not one, but LOOK AT HER. Just look at her!!! 🤩 We deserve a double dose of this dream girl. The only one I would ever say yes to, if she were to roar up on a bike one day and ask me out. (For the record, someone did do that to me once... and I said No. Well he wasn't Tiffy! 😂)

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Yihwa from Together With Me

Oh the sass is strong with this one! Glamorous, joyful, flirty, bitchy, never at a loss for words. You're welcome to join her wherever she's going, but it'll always be on her own terms. And if you can get her on your side, she'll be a loyal bestie and ally no matter what. So much to love! 💖

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Tiwson from My School President

OK, so as enjoyable as it was, My School President was hardly any kind of award-winning work of art, and the character of Tiwson whiplashed constantly and incongruously between snarky but supportive bestie to cheesy goofball and back again.

You'd hardly think it would work, but I think it did, and to me it was largely because Mark Pakin's naturally-breezy charm rescued the role from hammy, forgettable also-ran and turned it into something more charismatic and amusing. Always just outside the spotlight being shone on Tinn and Gun, Tiwson somehow managed to steal at least some of it, all of the time.

And it's due to a certain magical something-something that Mark brings to almost every role (in fact I had to toss a coin to decide between his roles as Tiwson in MSP and Saleng in Moonlight Chicken to post here – there was so much overlap between the two characterizations I can only imagine it's Mark's special sauce making them fizz like that). Marky Pakin's sparklin' is on prominent display in behind-the-scenes glimpses as well:

This clip of Mark outpranking Fourth and Prom will never not make me smile. 😂 (I can see where Tiwson and Saleng got their rizz. 😍) And I'm aching for a big romantic chompdown with Sweet Tooth, Good Dentist when it finally makes it to our screens later this month, showcasing Sparky Marky in his first outing as one of the two BL leads. 😁 About time! (The trailer's looking a bit raw though. Oh Pepzi!😰)

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Jamie and Aurélia from Love Actually

They👏Were👏Falling👏In👏LOVE! 🥰

Despite Jamie not understanding Portuguese (her language) and Aurélia not understanding English (his language), this pair of quietly suffering, damaged souls found their way to each other in the end, slowly and hesitantly, two ships almost unknowingly passing in the night that somehow also managed to dock at the same safe harbor together. 💖

Their subplot was the most boring and the least interesting one to me, at the start. But by the end of the film their slow-burn amour au ralenti had become my favorite of all the different storylines. 😍

What truly tipped my heart into freefall was when we found out that post-separation Jamie pushed himself to learn Portuguese and then traveled all the way back to the continent, just to seek Aurélia out again and declare his love for her in the most comical (and yet somehow also poetic) of ways, with the worst of beginner's grammar and the best of beginner's intentions: "Beautiful Aurélia… I've come here with a view to asking you to marriage me." 🤣

And then we see that she had learnt English "just in cases" their paths crossed again. Oh my heart! 💖😭

For what it's worth, this is my favorite staircase love declaration scene, even beating out Bad Buddy's khan maak on the steps of Rangsit University's Archi Faculty... and that's a tough one to top! 🥰👍

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And so these are my choices, gentle reader. 🥰 Not quite nine GIFs and not quite nine characters, but I hope I've not strayed too far from the brief. 😊 Can you guess my type? (Or do I even have one? 😂)

Faithful to my factory settings, it's not going to be nine onward tags either: 🤣

@dribs-and-drabbles

@neuroticbookworm

@grapejuicegay

@yinwaryuri

@airenyah

@suni-san

@bengiyo

@writerwithoutsound

@solitaryandwandering

@callipigio

@brazilian-whalien52

@wei-ying-kexing-apologist

@delesaria-blog

@dc-alves

@kattahj

@naniskys

@respectthepetty

@narcissusneverknewme

@belladonna-and-the-sweetpeas

@twig-tea

@pandasmagorica

@recentadultburnout

@starryalpacasstuff

@troubled-mind

@ranchthoughts

@imminentinertia

No pressure if you don't want to play. And if you've already played, do point me to it so I can read your post! 🤩

I also can't possibly tag everyone, so if you're reading this untagged and would like to play as well, consider yourself tagged and do play along! (And tag me back so I can read it. Always makes me happy. 🥰)

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P.S. Tumblr being Tumblr, it's not always easy to find and post a GIF with proper credit to the creator. What (kind of) worked for me was clicking on the in-line GIF button when the document is open for editing, and then typing the names of the show and the character in the search bar that appears. And you then select from the GIFs it calls up. But you can also try other permutations for a better selection, including sometimes using the abbreviated series name (such as MSP instead of My School President) and sometimes using the series name + the actor instead (I got better results searching for "MSP Mark Pakin" than "My School President Tiwson", for example). I've given up looking for the logic behind Tumblr searches! 😂🤷

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[pigfacedbitch]

Dating Hort of Bloodbrook

summary : general headcanons of dating Hort while being the princess of Camelot.

word count : 0.7k

type : headcanons

pairing/s involved : Hort x Reader, Sibling! Tedros x Reader

warning/s : discrimination against Nevers and Evers.

here is my masterlist!

Note : I know this is late but this has been on my unfinished works since the movie came out. I fell in love with Hort, he is so cute and loyal to Sophie 🥹. I haven't read the books but I might soon when I need to escape reality again.

You will likely be a year younger than Tedros.

Because of the heir and the spare™.

I know it sounds bad but some rulers actually do those.

Tedros is extremely overprotective over you, especially when Queen Guinevere ran away with Lancelot and King Arthur died.

He's like the typical older brother you see in movies; handsome, buff, (kind off) a meathead, and annoys you to know end.

Will also be the first one to come to your defense.

When you got to the School of Good, you were determined to destroy the image of being Tedros' little sister.

Which results to you preferring to be a hero in your own story than being a queen in someone else's.

As expected, you quickly became friends with Agatha.

Not afraid to stand up to those who think girls are inferior to boys.

While the other Evers found the Nevers horrible for being future villains, you have a neutral perspective towards them.

After all, the School of Good has many stuck up and vain students.

Meeting Hort was definitely a memory to remember. It was when Professor Dovey took the first years to the Wish Fish (Let's pretend Agatha didn't free them).

When you put your hand on the water and begin to think of a wish, you didn't feel the water swirling like Agatha told you she experienced,

Instead, it was hand that intertwines its finger with yours.

And it harshly pulled you down the water.

The girls' screams and the professor calling out your name in panic caught the boys and Tedros' attention, running to the 'rescue'.

Under the water, you see someone smiling at you, or at least that's what you hopes he's doing.

A Never named Hort, son of Captain Hook.

Tedros immediately pulled you out of the water, with Hort in tow.

The angry professor commands the nearby guards to bring him back to the School of Evil and how Lady Lesso will surely punish him.

"It seems like I'm your wish, my lady."

He expects you to be disgusted like the other Evers. To his surprise, you give him the sweetest smile he has ever seen in his life.

"That you are, Hort of Bloodbrook."

To say Hort is surprised was an understatement.

You didn't only smile at him but also knew his name.

Cupid's arrow struck him at that moment. His villainous smirk drops, staring at you with wide eyes as much as he could before they were out of sight.

Tedros, who saw the whole thing, was not pleased and gave you a warning on how Nevers can't be trusted.

After your encounter, Hort seeks you out more.

You didn't mind, he is an odd yet funny companion.

He also doesn't care for one's physical appearance like the girls do or how you're nothing but a pretty face with a royal title like most guys think.

He encourages you to be yourself, like Agatha does.

You two would get judgmental looks from both sides.

Sophie was pissed, not only because Hort was losing interest in her but being the princess of Camelot is everything she wants to be.

So is Tedros. And everyone else who sees you together.

Agatha is just worried and would remind you to keep your guard up.

But you enjoy each other's company, that's what matters.

Hort was in love with you the moment you met but it took you a longer time to realize your feelings for him.

You only told Agatha about it but Tedros overheard.

Believe me when I say that Tedros will demand you to be examined.

"She's not under any spells, my prince."

"Are you certain?"

"Oh my God, I love Hort and there's nothing you can do about it!"

Everyone in the hall heard you.

Silence before a giddy howl ensues.

Hort runs to you and gives the biggest hug you could ever receive.

Despite being initially embarrassed, you returned it.

Before he could kiss you like he always dreamed of, Tedros stops him.

He pulls out Excalibur and points its tip on Hort's neck. Your brother will mercilessly give the poor boy threats if he broke your heart or hurt you in any way. Agatha joined in without words, just sending a warning glare on his way.

Hort would be lowkey terrified but so happy at the same time.

I mean you love him back. He could take a fucking army if you command him to.

Lady Lesso and Professor Dovey would only look at each other in disbelief, worried for what happens next.

[nikki-sixxs-jack-bottle]

Last Night

Now tell me why there is NO Alex mahone fics here or anywhere😭 actually tragic.

(I realize that in S3 it’s literally a males prison but we can forgo that just for Alex, cmon now)

Summary: one last night with Alex in the sona prison before the breakout

The night before the big breakout Michael had planned, y/n lay restless in her bunk, her mind awhirl with anxieties and anticipation. Beside her, Alex shifted, his muscular frame pressing against her back as he draped a strong arm around her waist. She could feel the heat radiating off his body, the steady thrum of his heartbeat a soothing to her nerves.

Unable to sleep, y/n rolled over to face Alex, her eyes searching his handsome face in the dim light of the prison cell. He gazed back at her, his own blue eyes soft and filled with tender affection. Heaven's breath caught in her throat as she took in his looks, as if it was the last thing she’d see - the chiseled jaw, the sensual lips that had kissed every inch of her body, the dark hair that begged to be touched and caressed.

"Hey," Alex murmured, his voice a low rumble in the stillness of the night. "Can't sleep either?"

Y/n shook her head, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "Too nervous about tomorrow," she admitted softly. "I just want to make it out of here with you, Alex. I can't lose you again."

Alex's expression softened, and he brushed a strand of her hair behind her ear.

Alex's thumb brushed gently over y/n’s cheek, tilting her chin up to meet his intense gaze. "You won't lose me, y/n, I promise you that," he vowed, his voice low and fervent. "We're getting out of here together, no matter what it takes. I won't rest until I have you safe in my arms, far away from this godforsaken place."

Y/n’s heart raced at his words, a thrill of excitement and desire coursing through her. She leaned into his touch, her skin tingling from the simple contact. Emboldened, she slid her hand up his chest, feeling the hard planes and ridges of muscle beneath his gray t-shirt.

"I know you'll keep your promise," she whispered, her lips brushing against his jaw. "But I'm scared, Alex. I'm scared of losing you, of something happening to you when we try to escape." Her voice wavered, a sheen of unshed tears glistening in her eyes.

Alex's arm tightened around her waist, crushing her soft curves against the hard, unyielding strength of his body. "Shh, baby, don't cry," he soothed, his breath warm against her ear. "I won't let anything happen to me. I'm not going to leave you, y/n, Not now, not ever."

To emphasize his point, Alex captured her mouth in a searing kiss, his lips moving demandingly against hers. Y/n melted into him, her fingers curling into his shirt as she clung to him desperately. The kiss deepened, growing more passionate and needy with each passing second.

Before long, Alex rolled y/n onto her back, his muscular frame draping over her body. His hands slid down to grasp her hips, squeezing the soft flesh and tugging her against him. Y/n gasped into his mouth, feeling the thick ridge of his arousal pressing insistently against her core through the thin fabric of her lightweight pants.

Alex broke the kiss, his chest heaving with each ragged breath. "I need you, y/n” he rasped, his voice strained with desire. "I need to feel you, to be inside you so bad”

Y/n’s heart raced, her body burning with the same desperate need. She tangled her fingers in his dark hair and dragged his head down for another scorching kiss. Alex's own hands were not idle. They roamed her curves, caressing and squeezing the soft swells of her breasts, her hips, her thighs. He pushed the hem of her shirt up and over her head, tossing it carelessly to the side. Y/n shivered as the cool air hit her bare skin, nipples pebbling in the chill and anticipation. Alex drank in the sight of her, his gaze darkening with lust as he took in the expanse of her flesh, the tantalizing curves that he knew so well.

"Do you have any idea what you do to me, y/n?" he growled, his voice rough with desire. "How fucking gorgeous you are, how much I want you?"

He leaned down and captured one rosy peak in his mouth, suckling and teasing the sensitive bud until y/n was writhing beneath him. Her fingers tightened in his hair, holding him to her breast as jolts of pleasure shot straight to her core. Alex lavished attention on one nipple, then the other, until she was panting and mewling with need.

Alex's hand slid down her stomach, over the waistband of her pants. With deft fingers, he unbuttoned them and slipped inside, cupping her mound. Y/n gasped, her hips jerking up against his palm as she felt his fingers slip her pants. She was already so wet, so ready for him, and he groaned at the evidence of her arousal.

"Fuck, y/n," he breathed against her skin, his fingers stroking through her slick folds, teasing her entrance. "You're dripping, baby. You want me that badly?"

Y/n whimpered, her voice high and thready with need. "Please, Alex...I need you inside me. I need you," she begged, her voice breaking on a desperate sob. "Please, Alex, I can't wait anymore. I need to feel you, all of you, before...before we face tomorrow”.

Alex's eyes flashed with primal hunger at her impassioned plea. In a blink, he had shucked off his own shirt and pants, leaving him bare above her. Y/n’s breath caught at the sight of his battle-scarred body, the hard muscles coiled with strength. Her gaze dropped to his impressive arousal, thick and long and pulsing with need for her. She licked her lips unconsciously, her body clenching with anticipation.

"Fuck, I love you," Alex rasped, his voice raw with emotion and desire. "I love every inch of you, y/n, And I'm going to show you just how much tonight."

With that, he tugged her pants down her legs and off, leaving her bare and open to him. Her heart raced as he settled himself between her thighs, the hard length of him pressing against her slick, aching sex. She could feel the heat radiating off his skin, could smell the musky scent of him from the humid Sona heat, It inflamed her own desperate hunger and need.

Alex leaned down and captured her mouth in a searing kiss, his tongue delving deep to claim her thoroughly, to pour all his love and passion into her. At the same time, he reached down and grasped himself, notching the swollen head of his cock against her dripping entrance. Y/n keened into his mouth, her body quivering with anticipation.

"Tell me you love me," Alex demanded, his voice a low, fervent growl against her lips. "Tell me you're mine, baby. Now and always."

Y/n gazed up at Alex, her green eyes shimmering with unshed tears of love and longing. "I love you, Alex," she breathed, her voice trembling with emotion. "I love you so much. You're everything to me, my heart, my soul, the only thing keeping me going in here”.

She reached up and cupped his chiseled jaw, her thumb brushing over his sensual lips. "I'm yours, Alex," she vowed, her voice ringing with sincerity and devotion.

Alex's heart swelled with love and adoration at her heartfelt confession. He captured her hand and pressed a fervent kiss to her palm, his eyes never leaving hers. “Fuck, y/n” he swore, his voice rough with emotion. I will love you, cherish you, and fight to keep us together”.

With that solemn vow, Alex slowly, deliberately, pushed his hard, thick length into her welcoming heat. Y/n gasped, her back arching off the cool, hard cot as he stretched and filled her, his cock pulsing and throbbing deep inside her. She wrapped her legs around his waist, locking her ankles at the small of his back to pull him impossibly closer, to take him even deeper.

"Oh, Alex," y/n whimpered, her voice high and breathy as she savored the exquisite feeling of being so utterly possessed by him. "You feel so good, so right. Like you were made just for me."

Alex groaned, his hips starting to move in a slow, sensual rhythm as he made love to her. He pulled nearly all the way out, until just the tip remained inside her, before slamming back in, burying himself to the hilt. Y/n cried out, her nails digging into his shoulders as jolts of pleasure radiated out from where they were joined.

"Yes, just like that," she gasped, rolling her hips to meet his thrusts, taking him as deep as she could. "Harder, Alex. Fuck me harder. I need to feel you, all of you baby”.

Alex needed no further encouragement. He hooked his arms under her knees, pushing them back and up towards her chest as he began to pound into her with deep, powerful strokes. The cot creaked and groaned beneath them, the obscene slap of flesh against flesh echoing through the cell as Alex took y/n with wild abandon.

"Fuck," Alex grunted, sweat dripping down his brow from the exertion. "You feel incredible, like hot silk wrapped around me”.

Y/n felt every ridge, every throbbing vein of Alex's cock dragging deliciously against her fluttering walls as he drove into her again and again. She was lost in a haze of pleasure, drowning in the feel of him, the scent of him, the raw, primal passion that emanated from him in waves.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Y/n chanted breathlessly, her voice rising in pitch and volume with each powerful thrust. "Don't stop, Alex, please don't stop! I'm so close, I'm going to...ahhh!"

Her words ended in a sharp cry as her orgasm crashed over her, her sex clamping down like a vice around Alex's pistoning length. Waves of ecstasy radiated out from her core, sweeping through her limbs and leaving her trembling and gasping in its wake. Tears streamed down her face as she rode out the intense pleasure, her body writhing and undulating beneath Alex's.

Feeling her slick walls milking his cock, Alex let out a guttural groan, his hips stuttering and losing rhythm as his own release approached. his voice strained with the effort of holding back, of wanting to prolong this perfect moment. "You're squeezing me so fucking tight, baby. I can't...I'm going to...!"

With a final, brutal thrust, Alex buried himself to the hilt inside y/n and let go. His cock jerked and pulsed as he spilled himself deep inside her, flooding her womb with his hot, thick seed. Y/n clung to him, shuddering and mewling softly as she felt the warmth of his release painting her insides, marking her as his.

They stayed locked together, panting and trembling in the aftermath of their lovemaking, as the night wore on. Alex gathered y/n close, tucking her head beneath his chin and wrapping his strong arms around her. She nestled against him, feeling safe, cherished, and utterly complete.

"Sleep now, my love," Alex murmured, pressing a tender kiss to her hair. "Get some rest. Tomorrow, we start our new life together, out of here”.

[happyhauntt]

if my wish were granted — nikolai lantsov

series masterlist | writing masterlist | askbox

─── summary: anya likes teasing nikolai. it’s far too easy to get under his skin. this time, enjoying some peace aboard the Volkvolny, anya claims that she prefers sturmhond’s rugged looks over nikolai’s princely features.

─── pairing: nikolai lantsov & anya kamenev (original character.)

─── warnings: fluff, a lil angst if you squint, this is steamy with sexual references but no actual smut, i'd still put it as 18+ just in case, pre-established relationship, this might be the closest to smut i've ever written and i need validation so please tell me i did a good job even if it's a lie, mentions of past injury. oh and krysa = rat.

─── word count: 1.4k.

     The gentle rocking of the ship is a soothing lullaby to Anya. Curled up and warm beneath silk blankets, she feels like she is small again and her mother is humming a sweet Old Ravkan song in her ear, familiar and strange all at once.

     Her mother, of course, did no such thing in Anya's youth — all those nursemaids and nannies — but the rhythm of it is still a balm on her soul. The rocking of the ship, the steady beat of Nikolai's heart beneath her cheek, the scent of saltwater on his skin. This is home, she thinks. She has never felt contentment like this before. She fears she never will again.

     Nikolai stirs beneath her. He toys absently with the loose locks of her hair, curling honey-coloured strands around his fingers. A soft smile stretches over his face, and when he speaks, his voice is low and husky with the remains of sleep. "What are you thinking about?"

     She looks up at him, so close she can feel the warmth of his breath on her face. His lips brush her hair as he speaks, and something lights up inside her chest. A spark she prays will never go out. A sense of safety that settles over her only when he is near.

     She doesn’t respond at first. She raises her hand, draws a gentle line down his face, from his brow to his chin. Nikolai shivers beneath her touch. Her finger lingers on his nose for a few moments, brushing lightly over the tailored crookedness of it. Nikolai tilts his chin and kisses her fingertip.

     “Not much,” she says, finally, and it’s the truth. Her mind feels fuzzy and warm, and the air in the cabin smells like candle wax and salt. Though their country is wartorn and her thoughts are forever occupied with other, more pressing matters — here and now, her mind is quiet. Anya will savour this bliss, these fleeting moments of peace between them, for as long as she can. It is the only time he belongs to her, and nobody else.

      His grin is wide and smug and edged with lovesickness. The tips of his fingers draw abstract shapes on the bare skin of her shoulder. “That’s quite an achievement. I must have done a fantastic job, if you’ve managed to lose your thoughts. I had worried it couldn’t be done.”

     Anya scowls mockingly at him, but she cannot fight the smile that curls at the edge of her lips. “Alright then, sobachka, you asked for it. I was just thinking that I quite prefer your nose like this. All rugged and handsome.”

     He chuckles, a deep, rumbling sound that makes Anya’s stomach do somersaults. Muddy green eyes rove over her, as familiar to her now as Nikolai’s usual hazel. “I think I prefer when you used to call me krysa.”

     “Ah,” she says, “but I didn’t kiss you then, did I? I’d call you krysa and push you into the nearest puddle. And you certainly weren’t this handsome then. You were still a boy, prim and proper and clean-cut.”

     "But I was a soldier, darling, and you did manage to fall madly in love with me.” A muscle jumps in his jaw, and Anya feels like she’s won some kind of prize. “Is that not ruggedly handsome enough for you?"

     "I'm in love with you, am I? That's news to me."

     A low growl rolls through Nikolai’s chest and suddenly she's beneath him. He hovers over her like a Saint of all things unholy, propped up on his palms with a wicked grin slashed across his mouth, and he kisses her deeply, tongue lashing over hers before he trails lower, peppering open-mouthed kisses over her jaw, her chest, her stomach.

     A calloused hand wraps gently around her thigh. The rings studding his fingers are cold against her skin. He kisses her broken knee, softly, reverently. Looks up at her through heavy-lidded eyes. "How is it now?"

     "Much better." It had never healed right, but the pain of it doesn’t bother her much anymore. Anya is a soldier, after all. The salty breeze and the warmth of the air have eased the brittleness of her bones. Ravka's cold will be the death of her someday, she's sure.

     The scar that remains is little more than a puckered white line, disguising the sort of damage that will never go away, not completely. She had a cane made for when the pain is at its worst, when the chill makes her bones feel like knives beneath her skin and she can no longer put on a brave face. For the most part, it remains hidden out of sight. She despises feeling weak.

     "We're about an hour out from port," Anya murmurs, as Nikolai trails another line of kisses up her body. He ignores her for a moment, choosing to wrap her leg around his waist instead, humming against the column of her throat. "We should get dressed."

     His heart sinks at her words, and he buries his face in her neck. He feels her hand curling into his hair, stroking idly through tailored-red strands, and he wishes there was some way to stop time.

     He wants to press his lips to hers and kiss her until she's breathless. Wants to fuck her hard into the mattress until the rest of the world melts away and there's just this room and him. Wants to make her come so many times she can't remember her own name. Anything to keep her for a moment longer, soft and safe and happy, where the hell of reality can't touch her.

     But Nikolai has no such power, and in the next moment Anya is pushing him away, shimmying out from under him until she’s sitting on the edge of the bed, feet planted firmly on the floor. He reaches out with desperate hands, tries to latch them around her waist, but Anya merely casts an apologetic glance over her shoulder.

     The battle is lost, Nikolai knows, and so he sighs. Settling back on his elbows, he watches her retrieve some of their discarded clothes from the floor.

     “You look better in my clothes than I do,” he tells her as she tugs his shirt down over her head. She turns to face him, silhouetted against the golden light as it spills through the window. His shirt is long and loose on her, gaping at the chest where she’d pulled the ties undone. The hem just brushes the top of her thigh, leaving the rest of her long legs exposed in a way that leaves him breathless.

     She reaches up and sweeps her hair out of the collar, allowing it to fall in tangled curls down her back. “That’s because I’m wearing them, and you’re not. Up now, Kolya. Procrastinating will not make me stay longer; we both have schedules to keep.”

     When the Volkvolny finally docks in the port at Os Kervo, Nikolai kisses Anya just before she reaches the gangway. He keeps a tight grip on her waist but his lips are soft, tender, and Anya knows that if kisses could have a flavour, this one would taste of sadness.

     Saying goodbye is always the hardest part.

     When he pulls away, finally, he keeps her close. Their foreheads press together and his eyes are closed, as if he can keep her that way, as if the secret to making her stay is pretending she will always be there.

     She runs her thumb over the bridge of his nose, over the knots of ill-healed bone that Tolya put there, to disguise Nikolai’s true features. When he opens his eyes, they are green and not hazel, and a bolt of grief streaks through her. She misses them. She misses him, so much, and he is still here.

     She wonders if there will ever come a time when one of them isn’t always leaving.

     Two weeks after she leaves, a letter from Tamar appears, delivered with the rest of Anya’s correspondance. Her laughter peels out of her office and if her employees wonder what has made their boss, usually so stern and sober, sound so utterly giddy, then none of them mention it.

     Please tell the captain that you think he’s handsome as-is, Tamar writes. He keeps goading Tolya into actually trying to break his nose. Anya laughs until tears drip from her chin and the ink smears across the page. And if her next letter to Nikolai is a little more complimentary than usual, well, that’s a sacrifice she is willing to make.

[unifox]

Sunset lover

~Pairing: gn!Reader x Mingyu

~Genre: fluff / angst / NonIdolAU

~Warnings: Mentions of food, beach, jealousy, feelings and confusion, overthinking (don't even know what should and shouldn't be a warning at this point)

~Words: 2,5 k 

~Summary: When your cousin decides to ruin family bonding time by bringing two friends to your shared beach house, you unexpectedly find a lover in his childhood friend

a/n: SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG. It's finally here!!! Wonwoo just became a background character who almost doesn't appear but yeah.

Also, regarding the boy's ages: Cheol, Mingyu and Wonwoo are the same age (one year younger than reader) and cousins May and Rina are like 4 and 7 years younger than reader, respectively.

Inpired by the songs Sunset Lover - Petit Biscuit, Fuck It- BoTalks and Bends - Carly Rae Jepsen

Taglist + anon list open! ~Foxy🦊

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When the four of you reached the food trucks, the place was full. You all walked around trying to see what kind of food there was but ended up settling for hamburgers. Rina said she wanted a regular cheeseburger and stepped out of the line to look for an empty table.

You and your cousin May fell into a comfortable conversation, talking about whatever while Mingyu stood behind you two, just listening.

Every once in a while May would sneak glances at Mingyu who attentively listened to you talk. After ordering, May decided to stay with her sister and keep her company, leaving the two of you to wait at the pickup area.

"So... Mingyu, how's life abroad? Making many new friends? Are you living alone?" You bombarded the boy with questions. It's been around three years since you last saw each other and it was a pleasant surprise to see the skinny tall boy coming home all grown up, strong, mature... and really handsome

"It's been pretty good! I live with a roommate, his name is Jeonghan. He taught me a lot haha... My classes are also fine but I'm still trying to get used to using another language whenever I leave the house" He says proudly

"Got a girlfriend?" You thread carefully

But the man smirks

"No, I only got eyes for you"

You roll your eyes smiling. He's flirty now too

"As if" you both giggle together when you get called by the staff of the food truck

After eating Mingyu excuses himself and heads to the toilet. When he's out of earshot, both your cousins turn to you and smirk.

"He's totally crushing you"

"YES. He's totally like a puppy looking at its owner... Maybe you should own him..."

You choke on your drink, almost spitting it

"Girlie are you ok? Are you guys even hearing yourselves? Mingyu's just being nice" You try to recompose yourself

"Ugh blind. He's literally giving you heart eyes, and won't stop looking at you"

"Maybe he looks up to me? Cause I'm older" You try to reason "He's just flirty. Maybe he's like this to all girls"

"He wasn't flirty with us" Rina speaks while gathering the trash

"Maybe because you're six years younger than him?" You speak with a duh tone

"Wow y/n, you're really blind. He's into you, that's why he's flirting... Oh he's back"

If Mingyu notices the sudden silence between the three of you, he doesn't mention it. You all stand up and look for a place to get dessert but the only thing on your mind is what Rina said

He's into you

What about you? Are you also into him? I mean, he's cute but you never saw him as more than your little cousin's (even if only one year difference) friend. It felt kinda wrong to crush a younger guy when you were a teenager but now... In your twenties... Does it really matter?

Mingyu notices that you're lost in thoughts and every once in a while he links your pinkies in order to bring you back and get you to not lose yourself in the crowd of people

Add caring to the list of green flags in Mingyu.

After that night, things seem to have changed a bit

Mingyu seems to be getting closer to you and also seems to be spending more time with you than with his friend, who actually invited him to the house.

You're cooking. Mingyu is there to help

You're cleaning up the kitchen. Mingyu offers to do the dishes

You're going to the beach earlier. Mingyu is ready to make you company

Mingyu was everywhere you were. Maybe your cousins were right, maybe he's... a tiny bit into you? Let's find out

One afternoon, everyone decided to stay back in the house and just lounge by the pool, but not you. You decided to take a walk on the beach. And of course, so did Mingyu.

You were a bit skeptical regarding his (and your) feelings so you came up with an idea. See if he gets jealous.

"So, Mingyu... Tell me more about that roommate of yours... Jeonghan was his name?"

"Yeah, Jeonghan" Mingyu liked talking about his friend but you seemed too interested in him and it was making him feel weird

"What's he like? Is he older?"

"Yes, he's really nice and caring but he's a menace sometimes. He's a year older than you"

"He's also from Korea?"

"Yeah..."

"Oh is he single?" You asked but this time looking deep into his eyes

Oh, how he could get lost in them. It took a lot of strength to not kiss you right now

"Hm why"

"Oh you know... weighing my options... When Cheol goes to visit you I could tag along and... meet some guys" you said looking at the beautiful sunset. Oh, he was jealous.

"Why not me?" Mingyu didn't miss a beat

"What?"

"Why not me? Go out with me. We're not kids anymore. I'm not a kid anymore" he emphasized stopping in his tracks to fully look at you

You stopped not expecting him to be so forward with his answer and feelings. Turning around he looked... ethereal

His light clothes swayed with the sea breeze and the pinks and oranges of the sunset complimented his tanned skin so well. You know Mingyu was good looking but you didn't realize he was THAT good looking

"I... You're..." You were caught off guard and didn't know how to respond.

Mingyu sighed loudly at your statement, or rather your lack of a response.

"Well, if you didn't like me that way you should just tell me. Please don't lie to make me feel better" he looked uncertain about what he said himself but turned around and walked back to the house.

Why did you say that?

When you returned to the house, the boys had gone to the market to buy more snacks and drinks

You couldn't even say sorry because he wasn't there

After getting in, you went straight to the room you shared with your cousins. They both stood in the living room and exchanged concerned looks since you didn't even spare them a glance.

Why did you say that? You didn't like him? That wasn't true and you knew it. What was it then? Afraid of being lonely? Were you being too sensitive?

Those thoughts made the tears start to flow

"y/n? Are you- oh my god" May immediately got inside after seeing you crying sitting on your bed "What happened?"

"Did something happen with Mingyu? When he came back he seemed upset as well..." Rina added and that made you cry harder

May hugged you and let you cry until you were too tired to do anymore. When you finally calmed down you told them everything, from the night you went to the food trucks to the moment he left you on the beach

Lonely am I being sensitive? You are the sensitive one Where are you tonight? Where's your home tonight?

Mingyu didn't mean it, but he couldn't help but put his walls up

He didn't want to be hurt anymore

When you guys were younger he saw that you looked at him the same way you looked at Seungcheol. Like a little brother, which he didn't really like. He desperately wished time would change the way you saw him and he left it up to fate

He went to uni abroad while you took yours in your home country and now it's his vacation and he's back home. Of course, he knew you met other people and he did as well, but sometimes he wished it was you there, in his arms

And now he knows that you don't want him, and it breaks him.

Of course, it crossed his mind that maybe you both could be together temporarily like some sort of summer love but he didn't think he could handle the aftermath when he left again.

He was upset but what could he do? He couldn't just stay away from you when you were living under the same roof for 2 weeks but he could distance himself a bit. Seeing you would definitely make his heart hurt more.

Mingyu didn't realize that he was being awfully quiet during the market trip, which was very unlike his upbeat puppy personality

"What happened to you?" Even quiet Wonwoo went to check on him

"Nothing"

"yeah sure" Wonwoo shrugged but Cheol turned around to put his hand on Mingyu's chest to stop him

"Are you messing around with my cousin?" Seungcheol asked skeptical

"What? No I-" Mingyu tried to defend himself

"Then what? Explain yourself. We got time" Cheol motioned for them to sit on the small bench at the market's exit. Popping open a can of beer and motioning for both friends to sit as well

"Well..."

"Well, I'm screwed. I guess I do find him endearing but at the moment I couldn't say anything. I do like him a lot but I never considered... dating him. I'm not opposed to the idea tho"

"Just go on a date with him. What could go wrong? Just go for it" May said

"What if things don't work out and we get awkward? I don't want to ruin things for Cheol-" You started to panic again

"Can you stop overthinking for one second? Just do it, the rest is the rest" Rina exclaimed "Gosh, I will charge next time for the therapy session" She smirked when you started giggling. At least you weren't crying anymore

"I guess you're right. Thanks. What would I do without you two" You said hugging them both. "Now let's go, you'll both help me with dinner"

"Oh no..."

You dragged both girls to the kitchen and gave them instructions to prep the tomatoes and arugula to make with pasta. You went to freshen up quickly, getting rid of your crying face and went back to help them and cook the pasta.

When dinner was almost done the boys arrived with more bags than anticipated.

"Sorry we took too long. We got some extra stuff because Mingyu said he was gonna prepare a special meal for us tomorrow" Cheol announced as he set the bags near the counter. The other two did the same and Mingyu started to put the ingredients away.

The girls moved to set up the table, asking Wonwoo to help by taking the heavy stack of plates to the dining area. Cheol gave you a soft smile and moved out of the kitchen as well.

"I'm-"

"I'm sorry I acted that way" Mingyu cut you off "Actually I wanted to talk to you about it" Oh no, he thought "You caught me off guard, I won't lie, but I wanted to give it a try. You and I"

Mingyu stopped what he was doing. Maybe he was imagining things

"We could go on a date tomorrow if you'd like it... I mean, if you're still willing to"

"Yes- I mean. Yeah, I would like that" He said without hesitation

"Oh, great" you have him a shy smile " Can you help me take this pan to the table?"

"Yeah, let's go" he moved to help you smiling brightly. Maybe things were starting to work out

The next day arrived and passed as normal. In the afternoon you all decided to go grab some ice cream and you and Mingyu decided to separate from the rest to go on your date.

"You didn't have to pay you know? I'm the one who has a job and not a part-time" you smirked as he passed you the waffle cone

"I'd be rude if I didn't pay on our first date" he retorted

"Well thank you, what a gentleman" you giggled as he sat opposite you. The ice cream parlor was daily empty, but it was good because it gave you some privacy.

"Mingyu" you started "I wanted to be honest with you. I think you're cute and overall a great person, but I would be lying if I said I ever thought about dating you. I don't see you as a kid anymore, you've grown into someone so admirable... you grew up so well. Your confession wasn't something I was expecting but I guess the idea of us became... surprisingly pleasant" you said looking at him

"Y/n, thank you. For being honest with me. I- I have liked you since we were teens and when you didn't respond I put my walls up. I didn't mean to be rude to you, I guess I was just scared that you would reject me. I shouldn't have acted that way I'm sorry... but I'm happy. I'm happy that you're willing to give us a chance" he smiled. A smile you could definitely get used to.

"Well lover boy, how about that special recipe Cheol said you were going to prepare?" You said and he smirked

"Get really to taste the best dish you've ever had. I'll sweep you off your feet and you'll definitely fall for me this time" he said proudly, taking a bite of his cone and having some ice cream on the corner of his mouth

"I'll be looking forward to it" you said while grabbing a napping and cleaning the corner of his mouth.

He could get used to that

Your days at the beach were ending and your dates with Mingyu were making your relationship become stronger.

"Mingyu what are your plans when we get back to the city?" Tina asked as you all were lying on beach towels under the sunshade.

"I'll go visit my family for a while, my grandma lives on the countryside" he answered and took a peek at the magazine you were reading. Your head rested on his stretched arm and he moved you to basically lay on his chest since his arm was starting to feel numb.

"Before you go back to uni, could you spare me some time?" You asked looking up at him. Even under the sunglasses, he could see your doe eyes

"Anything for you" he smiled

"Ew, don't say those things in front of us" Seungcheol made a face of disgust and gave Mingyu a slight slap. "Anyways, anybody wants to go take a dive? I'm melting"

"Yeah let's go" Wonwoo said standing up, as well as Rina. May also stood up but reached for her purse.

"Should I get us snacks? That tent is selling French fries"

"Oh yes, please get us two portions! The boys eat too much" you responded sitting up as your dousing just nodded and went on her way.

"Before I move back I'll take you on a really nice date. Maybe at your house? I could cook again since you liked it so much" Mingyu smirked as he resumed your previous conversation

"What are you implying Mr. Kim?" You side-eyed him but smiled after "That would be nice, I'm sad you'll have to leave me soon" you pouted

"Don't worry, I'll come back running for my girlfriend. You could also visit me you know..."

"Oh? Am I your girlfriend now? Since when?" You raised your eyebrows at him. It was amusing to poke fun at him, his cute pouting was a sight you loved

"You don't want to be my girlfriend?"

You pecked those pouty lips. You were both being really cliche, but with him, things were beginning to feel right.

You pecked those pouty lips. You were both being really cliche but with him, things were beginning to feel right.

"Yes, I would love that"

I'm sorry about this open ending! I got stuck on this one and had to extend it because I wasn't liking it at all. I hope you guys like it! Likes and reblogs are appreciated! Stay tuned for the Wonwoo version!!!