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Love me

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N.M| Forever With You

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Nate had been so distant here recently, and I didn’t understand why. I would ask him time after time if everything was okay, but every single time I would get the same response. He would simply brush my question off with a soft smile and a whispered “yes.” Yet I knew Nate far too well, I was able to read him like a book, something was bothering him but he was choosing not to tell me. Though I knew better to pry, he would eventually come to me in his own time. 

“Are we still good for tonight?” I questioned for fear that tonight’s plans would fall to pieces at last minute. Nate had been so busy with his music, but I was hoping to steal him away for just this one night. 

“Yeah, baby. I’ll pick you up at 7:00,” Nate promised. I felt relieved to have his assurance and knowing that nothing had come up that would interfere. 

“I can’t wait. I’ll see you then,” I said, finishing up the conversation. It was only 1:00 in the afternoon, I knew that Nate was still busy with work and I hated to interrupt him. 

“See you then baby,” he quickly said before ending the phone call. It had been a long while since Nate and I were able to spend an entire evening together. To be completely honest, I couldn’t tell you the last time we did. It had likely been a good four months, if not even longer. Needless to say, tonight’s plans were much needed for the two of us. I hoped that Nate’s distance was simply a result of the lack of time spent together, I hoped that it could easily be fixed. 

I had the entire day off work, and I was so excited for our date. The day was passing by so slow. It seemed as if 7:00 would never arrive, each hour was dragging by slower and slower. It didn’t help that I had nothing to keep myself busy with, I was caught up with housework, laundry, and other errands. Finally the time came for me to begin getting ready for the evening’s events. I had never before been so eager to take a shower. 

I took my sweet time getting ready. I wanted to both look and feel my best. I pampered myself a bit, even pouring myself a glass of wine to sip on while painting my nails and applying my makeup. I curled my hair in a way that perfectly framed my face. I choose to wear a stunning black dress. It was as if the dress was made to perfectly fit me, it hugged all the right places. I slipped on a pair of heels and searched for a few pieces of jewelry that would truly complete the outfit. Timed perfectly, there was a knock on my door, I grabbed my handbag and headed downstairs to open the door. 

“Y/N...you are so beautiful,” Nate said in absolute awe. 

I blushed and felt my cheeks heat up. I had been dating Nate for two and half years, yet he still gave me butterflies every time. “You’re so sweet. Thank you.” I took a moment to admire his appearance. He cleaned up nicely. He was dressed in a nice, button up shirt and black pants. His shirt sleeves were rolled up and his muscles were nicely outlined. His hair was perfectly messy and he was freshly shaven. “And you look as handsome as ever.”

Nate reached for my hand and took it in his own, he led me outside to his vehicle. A tradition of ours was for date destinations to remain a surprise until we arrived, therefore, I had no idea where he was taking me. I only knew that we had dinner reservations for two at 7 o’clock. 

“I know I’ve said it a million times already, but I am so happy that you were able to get away for awhile tonight. It’s been forever since we were able to go on an actual date,” I said in an effort to start a conversation for the car ride. 

“I’m happy too, it really has been a long time since I’ve been able to treat my princess,” he said, looking over at me and winking at the very last part. I could melt at the sound of his voice. 

“So where are you taking me?” I asked, in hopes that he would give me the slightest hint. 

Nate softly laughed, “you know it’s a surprise.” He refused to tell me, “but we will be there in about ten minutes or so.” I was happy to know that we were close. 

“Nate...oh my gosh. You’re so sweet,” I gushed as soon as I realized where he was taking me. We arrived at a very special place, it was the same restaurant that we had our first “real” date at. It was sort of a tradition to only go there on special occasions. I began to wonder what else he had up his sleeve. 

“I will do anything for you. I’m happy to see a smile on your beautiful face.” Nate could really be such a gentleman at times. 

Dinner was amazing; we ordered some of our favorite foods, but most of all the two of us were able to share a conversation that went uninterrupted for nearly two hours. For once there wasn’t a phone ringing or an overwhelming tiredness taking over. It was sweet and something that I had greatly missed. 

After leaving the restaurant, neither of us were quite ready to end the night, therefore we choose to take a walk through the downtown streets. It was late but the streets and nearby attractions were still well populated, yet despite the amount of people around us, it seemed as if it were only the two of us. 

“There’s something else that I wanted to ask you,” Nate smile. We had just finished discussing how we wanted to spend next weekend together and how we both really wanted a puppy. I wondered what his next question might be. 

In the middle of the side walk, in front of a local bookstore of all places, Nate got down on one knee. What was he doing? Was he being funny? Did he drop something? Did his shoe come untied? I couldn’t control my thoughts before I started speaking out loud, “what are you do-...”

“Please,” he laughed, “I have a whole speech planned out.” He hadn’t even said a single word and I already felt tears surfacing. Was he really about to propose? 

“Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N, two years and seven months ago I saw you for the very first time. You were breathtaking. I got to know you and you were and still are absolutely everything that I never even knew I needed. Y/N, I’ve fallen so in love with you and the fact that these words are even coming from mouth is crazy. You’ve brought out a different side in me.” Nate cleared his thought once more, his voice lowered just a bit and the tough guy was a brink away from shedding a tear. “I want to spend forever with you and only you. Y/N, will you marry me?” He reached into his left pocket and pulled out a little black box. Inside was a beautiful, diamond ring. 

Tears were streaming down my face. I was so ecstatic. Nate’s words were so special and the fact that they came straight from him. He had grown so much in the past two and half years. Without even having to think about my response, a huge smile spread across my lips, “Yes, oh my gosh Nate, yes.” He slipped the beautiful ring onto my left ring finger. 

A few hours had passed since the proposal, yet I was still in shock. It was so weird to look down at my hand and see such a gorgeous ring. Nate had asked me to spend the night at his place, so I was currently changing into one of his t-shirts and removing the evening’s makeup. I crawled into Nate’s bed and nuzzled up next to him. 

“I know I’ve been really distant the last few months, but that is only because I didn't want you to find out about the ring or anything,” Nate said with a light chuckle. It made sense and I was relieved to know that there wasn’t anything serious going on his life.

“Well you did a great job of hiding it. I seriously thought you were gonna breakup with me or something,” I casually rolled my eyes. “But I’m glad you didn’t.” I winked and pulled him in for a sweet kiss. 

“Wouldn’t even dream of it.”

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Wedding Series: The Honneymoon

A/N: Wow it’s finally here the last part! Sorry it took so long I’ve been hella busy and low-key putting this off. Only reason for that is because I’m not as into Sk8 as I use to be, which means this will be the last thing I write about for him (on this blog anyway). Thank you all for reading this entire series! Anyway enjoy the gif. I wanted it to match the theme of this chapter. Sorry for the long note so let’s get to it!

Warning: Contains Sexual Content. View At Your Own Risk!!!

     The feeling of turbulence was what made you wake up. You had jolted in your spot making Nate flinch in surprise. “Whoa you good?” Nate questioned, his hand landing on your upper arm and squeezing it for a second. You looked around confusedly with squinted eyes and nodded. Nate shifted in his spot to allow you to lay on him some more. “We’re gonna land soon,” he whispered, trying not to wake the other passengers. 

“Nine hours feels so long in the air,” you muttered, trying to get comfortable. Nate smiled at your words. The two of you had slept for most of the flight. At some point Nate had woken up and started to write a bit of music as you slept. The two of you had been married for two days exactly. Nate would have liked to have gone on the honeymoon directly after the reception, but he knew you all to well to know that you would need at least a day to pack. Any other time you were on top of stuff, but when it came to vacations you always took long to pack. “Can you open the window?” you timidly asked. Nate slid the cover barrier up so that you were able to see where the two of you where. The sun had started to set, but you could make out the crystal blue water down below. There was something else but you weren’t quite sure what it was. 

“The pilot said it was Mt. Otemanu,” Nate pointed out. The two of you could barely see the mountain just an outline. Your body leaned over Nate’s just a bit more so you could get a clear view. “The place we’re staying is not too far from there,” he said. You relaxed back into your chair and smiled at Nate in enthusiasm. Your hand reached over to grab his and you squeezed it. 

“Tell me more about the resort,” you begged. All Nate had told you was the location and that you’ll be staying in the Four Seasons Resort. Nate’s face contorted in thought and you tugged at his arm like a child trying to get their mother’s attention. “Come on,” you whined, giving him a pout. 

“Okay the only thing I can tell you is that we’re staying in a over water bungalow,” he told you. The tiny hint made your skin tingle and you started to imagine what it would feel like to finally be on the island away from everything and just disconnecting. Of course the two of you weren’t far from doing that. In about ten minutes the plane was going to land and the two of you would be in paradise.

Nate’s hand squeezed yours in comfort as he stuck the key into the door. You were buzzing with excitement and squeezed his hand back. Nate unlocked the door and slowly pushed it open. The two of you had been silent throughout this whole process. Nate gesturing for you to enter first and take a look around. You might have been a bit too giddy and skipped inside ahead of Nate. He couldn’t help but to smile and tipped the person that had escorted you to your bungalow. Nate grabbed your luggage and brought it inside. It was a bit cooler at night, even more so since the two of you were staying above the water. Somehow you had found yourself back outside. Except this time it was opposite of the entrance to the bungalow. You were out on the balcony and was staring out at the water. You could clearly see what was ahead of you. The bungalows that had occupants in them were lit, allowing light to spill out onto the water. There was some stairs leading towards the water. Your own way to get into it and back into the suite without going around. Nate had made his way into the bedroom. He placed your luggage to the side and kicked off his shoes. He let out a sigh of comfort and then went to go look for you. 

Somehow without Nate’s knowledge you had gotten into the plunge pool. This was where he had found you after about fifteen minutes. “This place is amazing,” you gushed towards Nate. He was leaning up against the door frame, watching you with the smile.

“You should see the bedroom,” he smirked, “Did you get in there with your clothes on?” Nate’s eyebrows furrowed when he realized you were literally swimming in the water. You shook your head and a sly smile made its way onto your lips.

“I decided to skinny dip. Care to join me?” you asked, beckoning him over. Nate laughed at your words and cleared his throat. You wiggled your eyebrows at him. “Don’t tell me you’re getting shy,” you said in a teasing manner. Nate licked his lips and a tiny whine left them. In just a matter of seconds he was stripping from his clothes. You cheered in delight, but quickly covered your mouth when you realized some people might be sleeping. 

“Oh shit this is cold!” Nate yelped, eyes closing as he tried not to focus on the temperature of the pool. He was letting out deep breaths for each step he took inside. Finally his whole body was submerged under the water. You swam towards him and Nate reached out to grab you by the waist and pull you towards his body. “How are you feeling Mrs. Maloley?” he questioned with a smirk. You smiled at his words and your eyes sparkled in delight. 

“I feel great, calm really,” you replied. Nate nodded at your words and he leaned down to give you a small kiss. You turned in his embrace, back pressed against his chest as you looked out at the view. Bora Bora was absolutely beautiful at night and you couldn’t help but to admire it. The both of you resting in this position for some time. You soon felt Nate’s hands slowly slide down your body. His fingers tickling your skin as he pinched at your hip and then his hands landed on your ass and Nate lightly squeezed at it. You laughed at the action and quickly pulled away from him. “Oh come on!” he softly whined, only to receive a face full of water as you splashed him.

“What?” you innocently asked, knowing exactly where he was going when he touched you. Nate’s eyes narrowed and he gave you a sly smile. You began to swim away from him already knowing what was on his mind. Soon the two of you were getting into a splash war and your laughter echoed out into the air. Finally Nate had caught you and you were once again back in his arms. “I know your games,” you said, wiggling about in his arms. You gave up after a while and wrapped your legs around his waist. Nate’s length pressed against your thigh. You rested your head on his shoulder and allowed him to swim towards the edge of the pool until your back was pressed against the cool glass. Nate’s nose nuzzled into your neck and water droplets fell from his eyelashes and onto your shoulder. He kissed at your shoulder then your neck. 

“Can I kiss you?” Nate whispered in your ear. He felt your body move against his and though he couldn’t hear it Nate knew you were laughing at his question. Usually if he wanted to kiss you he’d just do it, but for some reason Nate was feeling a bit shy right now. You pulled away to look at him. Your hand reaching up to brush away the hair that was draped over his eyes. 

“Of course you can kiss me,” you smiled, hands still running through his hair. Nate exhaled deeply and he leaned down to capture your lips with his in a sweet, but passionate kiss. You kissed him back with the same intensity and it lasted for a good three minutes before the two of you pulled away. You caught your breath feeling the heat rise between the two of you. You head tilted to the side as you felt his lips trail across your skin. You let out a tiny gasp as he nibbled at your sweet spot. You thanked your lucky stars Nate was holding you up at the moment. Nate pushed his crotch into yours and a soft moan left your lips. His lips were back on yours, but more feverish this time. Your tongue slipping between his lips and tasting his tongue. Nate’s teeth sunk into your bottom lip and he pulled and released it in a teasing manner. The kiss continued and you fingers dug into his shoulder creating half moons. 

     The sun beaming down through the window felt warm against your skin making a smile embrace your face. You had momentarily forgotten where you were. The soft sheets on your bare skin feeling unfamiliar as you tossed over to the side. Your eyes shot open and glanced at your surroundings for a bit before realizing where you were, body relaxing back into the covers. You were still naked from the previous night; though yours and Nate’s actions didn’t go further than making out and feeling each other up. You both were too jet lagged to have sex, so you opted for cuddling naked. Speaking of Nate, you had realized he wasn’t in bed next to you. You sat up and stretched while letting out a yawn. You could hear Nate talking to someone from outside the room and soon the sound of a door closing. You slid out of bed and grabbed a long t-shirt from out your luggage. Once you were partially dressed you went in search of your husband. Nate was out on the patio of the bungalow hovering over a table and moving around plates of food. You quietly stepped out and instantly felt the heat of the sun. You couldn’t help but to grin at the sight in front of you. Nate looked relaxed almost like he needed this vacation. “Are you going to stand there and stare at me or are you gonna come eat?” Nate said. His eyes were still locked on what he was doing, so the fact that he knew you were there was a bit shocking.

“How do you know I’m staring at you? I could be looking at the view,” you told him, arms now crossing over your chest and giving Nate an ‘explain that’ look. 

“I am the view, Sunshine,” he teased, waving you over. You laughed at his words and walked closer to him. “I asked them to bring breakfast technically it’s lunch because someone decided to sleep until one,” Nate playfully scolded. Your eyes widened at his words and your mouth gaped in surprise.

“It’s one in the afternoon?” you questioned, earning a nod from him. Nate pulled out the chair for you to sit down. “I’m sorry. I hope you weren’t awake without me for too long,” you commented. Your mouth watered at the sight of french toast being placed in front of you. You hadn’t realized how hungry you were until now. With all the excitement of getting to the resort, you and Nate failed to grab dinner. 

“Just for an hour. I was pretty jet lagged too,” Nate said, grabbing two sausages from a pile and placing it on his plate. “I called my mom to let her know we had landed safely, but other than that my phone is off and we’re entirely disconnected from the world.” You smiled at his words a feeling of comfort slipping down your spine. The two of you had agreed to not use your phones or social media while on the honeymoon. Opting to bring along a regular camera and a Polaroid one to document the trip. You let out a sigh of content and ate your breakfast while staring out at the gorgeous view. 

“So what do you have planned for today?” you asked a while later, popping a grape into your mouth and munching on it. Nate rose an eyebrow at you over his cup of coffee and he sipped at it slowly.

“Uh nothing,” he said, “We’re on vacation baby there doesn’t need to have a plan. We should just cruise carpe diem.” You let out a tiny groan at his words. Even when you two went on a normal vacation you both always had a plan. Nate could sense your hesitation and he reached out to grab your hand. “Right now the world is our oyster, so look around and tell me. What do you want to do first?” he asked.

“Well first off it’s ‘the world is your oyster.’ Second what’s with the famous clichés?” you laughed, tugging at his hand. Nate gave you one of his signature smiles and you rolled your eyes. 

“Come on just look. What do you want to do?” he seriously asked. You hummed, lips pursing as you looked out at the water. There was already guests out and about. You could even see some standing up on some boards and paddling around. You glanced at Nate and then smiled.

“How about paddle boarding,” you suggested. It was something you had always wanted to try and since Nate was saying the two could do anything you wanted then why not that. 

“Paddle boarding it is,” he agreed.

     “Oh shit!” Nate yelled, beginning to wobble on his board. He tried hard to steady himself but instead failed and the sound of his body hitting the water echoed around the area. Your hand covered over your mouth to stop your laugh. The sound of your giggles only coming through seconds later the minute Nate resurfaced. “You think that’s funny huh?” Nate said, narrowing his eyes at you. You shook your head and stifled your laugh. Nate dipped under the water and swam closer to your board. 

“NATE NO!” you shouted, already knowing what he was going to do. Before you could even stop him, Nate had tipped your board over and you fell into the water. The splash ringing loud in his ears. “You suck,” you pouted, sucking in a deep breath of fresh air. 

“You shouldn’t have laughed at me,” Nate smiled, splashing you with water. You began to tread the water then leaned back until you were back floating. 

“Have to admit that it was funny,” you said, slowly moving closer to Nate. He climbed up on the paddle board he had pushed you off of and closely watched you. The two of you had been out in the water for two hours now. Swimming with the fishes and just enjoying the sun. Finally after managing to ride the paddle boards without help the two of you were just playing around. Nate couldn’t help but to admire you. His eyes scanning over your body with love and lust. He didn’t forget the night before-or more so the early morning. You could practically feel his stare and stopped the back float to look at him. “What?” you questioned, almost feeling as if he was staring at a really bad tan you had just gotten.

“Nothing. You’re just so beautiful,” Nate replied. You felt your skin heat up at his words and swam until your were next to him. 

“This place is breathtaking,” you said, resting your arms on the board, closing your eyes, and raising your head up to soak in the sun. Nate nodded in agreement and reached out to poke at your cheek. “Mhm?” you hummed in response, still in the same position. Nate’s eyes landed on your collarbone and he began to chew on his bottom lip. When he didn’t respond you broke from your tiny trance and looked at him. 

“We should head back to the room. . .take a shower, get ready for dinner,” he said nonchalantly. Nate had expressed the words “take a shower” and from the look he was giving you, you knew what he meant. “Only if you want to,” he quickly added on. 

“How about a bubble bath instead?” you suggested, “We can light some candles, pop open a bottle of champagne.” Your words trailed off as your fingers ran across one of his tattoos. Nate felt goosebumps rise up on his skin at your touch. He was already hard and you could tell from how constraint his swim trunks had become. The two of you grabbed the oars and made your way back to shore to return the paddle boards. You couldn’t have been quick enough in trying to get back to your bungalow suite. The minute the two of you got inside, Nate ordered some champagne and chocolate covered fruit while you ran the bath. You began to light the candles that was provided in the room and turned off the bathroom light.

You began to get undressed and hung your wet swimsuit on the balcony to dry. The water was just the right temperature and you felt a tingle run down your spine as you stepped into it. “Okay I also got fruit covered in cho-” Nate entered the bathroom and stopped in tack when he saw you in the water. “Chocolate,” he said, “Couldn’t wait for me?” You shook your head at his words, hands reaching around you to play with the bubbles. He shook his head in amusement and then pulled the cart that held the champagne, two glasses, and the fruit he was just talking about. Nate popped open the bottle and poured the liquid into the two glasses. He handed one over to you and then proceeded to get undressed. Luckily the tub was big enough for the both of you. Nate’s long body sliding into the hot water. It was a huge contrast to the cool water from outside. 

“This is nice,” you commented, resting your head back and just relaxing. You decided to move over until your back was pressed against Nate’s chest and you could feel him slightly tense. There was always some affect you had on him when you two were naked and in a confined space. It drove Nate insane and once again his length grew hard. “You okay?” you muttered, reaching out to brush some strands of hair from out his eyes. 

“Great actually. I married the love of my life and now we’re in this beautiful place,” he said, kissing at your hairline. You grabbed a chocolate covered cherry from off the tray and fed it to him. The air became tense and you knew it was from the sexual tension you both were harboring. Neither of you had been able to touch one another in the way you wanted since the wedding. Your first night as a married couple was spent celebrating, so you were too exhausted to do anything. The next day you both had to catch a plane. Long story short you both were in desperate need for a release. Things seemed to escalate quickly. The both of you feeding each other fruit and getting buzzed just enough was what egged you on. The sensual atmosphere was all you needed. At some point the two of you started to make out. 

Your breaths were in sync and you turned in your spot until you were straddling him. The sounds of your kissing echoed around the room. Teeth clashing together and tongues massaging the other. You moaned into Nate’s mouth when he bucked his crotch into yours. The kiss broke and you trailed your lips across his jawline. Sucking tiny love bites into his skin. Nate’s hands slowly slid over your skin and his hands landed on your ass. He squeezed at your ass cheeks and spread them apart. Retracting his hand back, Nate gave your ass a slap eliciting a breathy moan from you in return. “You like that?” Nate questioned, earning a vigorous nod from you. He did it again and you moaned even more, your head going down to rest on his shoulder. You softly nibbled at the skin between his earlobe. Tongue gliding over the purple bruise that was beginning to form. With one hand you reached down and grabbed his length. “Fuck,” Nate hissed, hands pausing their action as you began to softly squeeze up and down his length. Nate licked his lips, breath becoming shallow as he tried to focus on pleasuring you too. 

His hand slipped between your legs and his thumb pressed near your clit. The sensation made you shiver and you began to stroke Nate’s length as he kept playing with your bundle of nerves. You continued to add to the display of love bites on his skin and both your moans littered the air. Your thumb swiped over the head of his length and Nate’s hips jerked up in instinct. He was in bliss, but knew the feeling would be much more intense once he was inside of you. Nate slid a finger into your heat. The feeling of it being a dull pain since water never served well in lubrication. It almost felt good, your legs going slack as he added in another finger and continued to rub your clit. Nate began to thrust his fingers making you whine in both pain and pleasure. Finally your lips landed back on his in a feverish kiss. Your hips moving against his fingers in need of wanting more. “Bedroom,” you said against his lips already knowing your stroking wasn’t doing much for him and neither was his fingering doing much for you. Nate pulled his fingers out of you and you whimpered at the loss. With legs feeling like jelly you stood up as best as you could. Nate was the first to step out the tub and he grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist. Grabbing another towel, Nate draped it over your shoulders before bending down and scooping you up into his arms. You yelped in surprise, but still allowed Nate to carry you back into the bedroom.

“I’ve been waiting to do this,” Nate said, carefully tossing you on the bed. You were still wet and droplets of water flew everywhere as you body landed on the soft mattress. “Waiting to feel your warmth-” he grabbed at your ankle and slowly pulled you towards the end of the bed. “Waiting to taste you-” Nate spread your legs apart and you instantly felt a different type of wetness. Your chest rose rapidly as his fingers trailed down your leg and teased at your inner thighs. “Waiting to make lo-”

“Oh just fuck me already,” you moaned out, cutting off his words. As much as you wanted Nate to make love to you, you wanted him to fuck you the most. It had been so long since the two of you had just gotten down and dirty. You couldn’t even remember the last time the two of you had sex. With the wedding planning and Nate spending his time at the studio it had gotten hard for you both to spend some quality time with one another. 

“No making love? None at all?” Nate questioned with a chuckle. You knew he was stalling at the moment. Thumb slowly rubbing over your clit in a tantalizing way. After getting you all riled up Nate loved to tease you until you were begging for him.

“We can make love later please Nate just fu-” a moan left your lips and your hand flew down to grip at the sheets. Nate had skipped the teasing and went in for the kill. His tongue taking a long swipe up your slit and the tip of it playing with your bundle of nerves. Before you could even close your legs Nate had pushed them down. He sent three kitty licks between your folds and nipped at your clit. You had to be soaked by now, hips raising in a request for him to do more. Nate plunged his tongue inside of you, moving it about while his thumb rubbed over your clit. He moaned against your heat the vibrations of it making your clit throb. The sounds of your moans had his length pulsating. Once again his fingers were inside of you and Nate spread the two fingers apart as he scissored you. You let out a huff, toes curling as you begged him for more. “S-Shit p-please Nate,” you whined, desperately needing him inside of you. You had missed his length. Having it fill you to the brim and hitting all the right spots. 

“Say it. You know the magic word,” Nate growled, lust filled eyes glancing up to gauge your reactions. You whimpered at his words and Nate added in a third finger. The burning sensation of it felt good and you began to clench around his fingers. You were far from close and Nate knew it. “All you have to do is say it,” he teased, reaching one hand up to grab and play with your breasts. Your eyes slowly opened and he could tell they had grown a shade darker. “You know what I want to hear,” Nate taunted, pinching at your nipple until it became a hardened nub. You shook your head and as a result Nate completely pulled away. “Naughty girls get punished,” he told you. You clamped your mouth shut, but reluctantly turned over when he tapped your thigh in a small demand for you to turn over. You felt his large hands cusp your ass and he rubbed over the cheeks slowly. You knew what he was about to do, your clit already throbbing at the sensation of feeling your ass cheeks on fire. “Last chance,” Nate said, “Are you going to say it?” You shook your head once more.

“No,” you said through gritted teeth. Nate retracted his hand back and sent a harsh slap to your ass. You let out a gasp and he gave you another slap to the same cheek.

“Count,” Nate demanded. Sending two more slaps to the other cheek.

“F-Four,” you stuttered out, letting out a moan and burying your face into the pillow. “Five, six, seven,” you hummed, body tensing as the pain increased. Your juices coated your inner thighs and Nate smirked at the sight. He added five more slaps and you counted just like he had demanded. You felt the bed raise as Nate climbed off of it. 

“I brought a little something,” he said, you stayed in your position knowing good and well that if you moved Nate would spank you even more. 

“What is it?” you breathlessly asked. Rocking your hips up and down. Nate’s hands were finally back on you and you sighed in relief as he spread your ass cheeks apart and licked at your folds. 

“So fucking wet,” he hummed, thumb pressing hard at your clit and rubbing. “I bought lube. It’ll make everything feel so good and slick,” he said. You could hear the cap of the bottle open and soon felt the coolness of the liquid being poured over your ass. You moaned as the cold liquid calmed your burning skin and Nate continued to rub your clit. You couldn’t take it anymore and knew Nate wanted to be inside of you just as much as you wanted him there.

“Please fuck me. . . Master,” you finally said. The last word leaving your mouth slowly and washing over Nate. He smirked at the word and you could tell Nate might have came right there if you had said it again. It was a name he had chosen for himself, being the Dom of your relationship of course. 

“See was that so hard,” Nate whispered, sending feather-like kisses down your spine. You could feel the head of this length press at your entrance, but before entering you Nate made sure to rub his tip between your folds a few times. Slowly he pushed in and your body shook at the new sensation. Doggy style had always been your favorite position. The angle allowed Nate to hit all the right spots and you could sometimes take control if he was feeling up to it. Your hands reached out to grip at the sheets as Nate continued to enter you. He added more lube and you soon figured out what he meant about everything feeling smoother. Nate pushed all the way in and the two of you simultaneously moaned. There was always something about having sex in a new place that made everything feel intense. Maybe it was the atmosphere or the tension. Whatever it was you loved it. “I swear I’ll never get tired of this,” Nate said, letting out a throaty laugh. 

You had become impatient and pushed your ass back against him. Nate moaned at the movement and you began to rock against his length, riding him in a different way. You felt him leave you for a second and then you slid back down until he was inside of you once again. After about the third time, Nate took control and gripped at your hips. Your moans bounced off the wood of the bungalow as Nate pounded into you. The sounds of his skin slapping against yours was like a sweet melody. You met his thrusts as best as you could, body shaking in pleasure and thighs tensing. “Fuck yes right there,” you squealed, one hand reaching back to grip at his wrist. Nate gave a particularly sharp thrust and you let out a tiny scream. His length was long and had just the right girth to have you withering beneath him. Broken words left your lips as Nate repeated the action. Your hand moved from his wrist and dipped between your legs so that you could rub at your clit. You were nearly seeing stars and enjoyed the immense pleasure. The two of you weren’t going to leave that bed until you were ready. It felt so good to feel each other again. Celebrating your marriage in the best way possible.

     “Ooooh give me a turn baby,” Nate cheered, reaching his hand out and twirling you around. You giggled at his words and did a pose for him. “You look gorgeous,” he said.

“You look amazing too,” you smiled, straightening his bow tie and pecking his lips in a sweet kiss. Your eyes landed on the purple bruises scattering across his neck and you cleared your throat. “Maybe you should let your hair down to cover the uh,” you said, poking at one of the love bites.

“I’m good. I want everyone to know who I belong to,” he winked, “Let’s go before we’re late.” The two of you had reservations for a dinner and entertainment down at the hotel restaurant. You and Nate could have spent all day in bed if you wanted to, but Nate had brought up the fact that he made reservations and that you should start getting ready for it. Since neither of you washed up during your bath, it also met you had to shower once again. You glanced at yourself in the mirror before grabbing Nate’s hand and leaving the suite. You were starving to say the least. The first time you ate was earlier that day and it had already gotten dark. Warmth glossed over your skin as you both walked to the restaurant and Nate pulled you into his side. His arm wrapped around your waist, hand resting at your hip as you made your way there.

Nate could see your eyes light up in excitement as the dancers walked out. Your plate of food being forgotten as they began to dance with the fire. “Oh my god, Nate look!” you exclaimed, your hand hitting at his thigh. All the guests were in awe as they watched the dance take place. Nate’s attention was split between watching you and the dancers. He loved to see your smile and how the sides of your eyes crinkled when you became excited at seeing something new. 

“Maybe you should learn how to do that,” Nate joked, nodding his chin in the directions of the dancers. You laughed at his words and shook your head. 

“I’d end up hurting myself, but I should film this!” you said, your thoughts jumping all over the place. You dug into your bag and pulled out the camera. Nate laughed and shook his head in amusement. This had to be the best vacation the two of you had ever been on and he was glad to be sharing it with his now wife. 

[ximaginethatomahax]

Fuck Boy (Skate Maloley)

Synopsis: After getting invited to Skate’s bedroom, things get a little intense, and you don’t mind. 

“Who’s this?” His dark eyes glaze over your body, stopping just at the right spots before meeting your gaze with his own. 

“This is, Y/N.” Derek Luh answers his question, “Y/N, this is Skate.” The boy was covered in tattoos and smelt highly of alcohol and weed. He had a sense of danger that sent your mind into overdrive. 

You smile at Skate, “nice to meet you,” his gaze meets yours once more and a coy smile appears on his lips. 

“I know, right,” he chuckles, all while checking out your figure, “you should come with me.” He gestures with his head to the bedroom upstairs. Your eyes walk up every step as you contemplate your decision. 

You shrug, “sure,” his arm extends and his hand finds yours, the pair of you climb the stairs leaving Derek Luh at the bottom questioning what had just happened. You enter his bedroom, it was messy, but it looked like the kind of mess that was organised. There were polaroids of girls hung up on his wall, it looked like there was enough for a new girl every day of the year. 

“Another notch on your bed post?” You question at the girls on his wall. 

He shrugs, “maybe one or two,” he was lying, he had slept with every single one of them. They were pretty girls, ranging from all different sizes and ethnicities. He really didn’t have a ‘type’ per say. 

You sigh, fingers drawing over the books on his self, it looked like they were all of the required readings he had to do in high-school as well as a few comic books and music books, “you like to snoop,” he comments, coming up behind you his arms find your waste and his lips find your shoulder. He was highly intoxicated and you were just under the limit. 

“Maybe once or twice,” you breathe, countering his observation, his lips go to work on your neck sucking and nibbling, leaving goosebumps all of your body. His hands travel up to your breasts and he squeezes them in his hand before turning you around and pressing you up against the bookshelf. 

“I think that’s enough small talk,” he whispers against your lips, slowly and surely pressing a kiss to your plump bottom lip. Your fingers tangle in his long hair as you taste the last joint he smoked twenty minutes before the encounter. 

His hands travel to your ass and he squeezes it in the same way that he squeezed your breasts just before, he lifts you up and wraps your legs around his waist, making his way over to his bed with you in his grasp. 

Within a few moments, your clothes were off and on the floor and you were dressed only in your pretty little lingerie. As he kisses you, you feel him reach for his camera on the table beside his bed. 

“What are you doing?” You whisper, wondering how you were okay with this situation but something about it felt so good. 

He chuckles, snaps a picture and smiles at you, “just another notch on my bedpost,” before pressing his body into yours again to escalate the situation. 

This makes Nate look so bad, but I’m kind of digging it tbh. If you want a pt. 2 lemme know! - Bri x

[elizabeththekillerxd]

Skate- First meeting.

“Y/N!” Hayes cheered as I got out of my brothers car. I smiled running up to him as he lifted me into the air. “Glad you could make it” He smiled down at me holding me close to him. 

It was Hayes’ birthday get together, down the beach of course, how rachet. I looked back to see my brother had already left without giving me the talk on boys. 

“So, how has everything been going? I haven’t seen you lately” He asked as we walked towards his other friends. 

“Okay-ish I guess, I got a job, working with young troubled kids” His smile grew at my words. 

“That’s my girl; come meet everyone” He grabbed my hand dragging me over to his friends as they all looked weary of me. 

“Y/N, this is John, Sammy, Cam, Derek, Jack, Gilinsky, Nash, as you know, Shawn, who your obsessed with-” I punched his arm for that one, even though its true “And Nate”. I looked up at the last boy smoking what seemed to be a poorly rolled joint. He raised his eyebrow holding it up at me causing me to smirk, I reached behind my ear pulling out my own one causing everyone to wave a ‘Ohhh’ around. He shook his head smiling. 

“I think we’re gonna get along just fine” He smirked. 

[maloleysweekender22]

I'm not her (part 8)://(N.M)

Recap: Her hand makes its way to rest on her stomach she strokes it lightly before entering another room. She comes back with a glass and something in her hand. Y/N opens the package and eats something. After she finishes she walks down what seems to be a hallway. Could it be that I actually lost her. I won't give up until I have her back in my arms. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *4 weeks* *Y/N's POV* It's been 4 weeks since I last saw James. We had a few conversations here and there some long and some short. My appointment is today. I'm 12 weeks and I started showing 2 weeks ago. I've been trying to avoid running into any one who is an acquaintance with Nate. Swazz texted me to see if I was doing better, but I ignore his texts. He has also comes by the house, but I don't answer. I feel bad and all clothes make my baby bump more noticeable. I suddenly get a text from someone. To: Y/N From: James Hey do have any plans for later? To: James From: Y/N No, why? To: Y/N From: James Do want to go to the mall? With me. To: James From: Y/N Sure, should I meet you there? To: Y/N From: James No, I'll pick you up beautiful. I blush as I see his text. James has been sending texts with ending be cute names. Beautiful, sweetheart, and love. I get ready and wait for him to come. I hear a car park and right away I know that it is him. Before I can open the door a knock is heard. I open the door and I'm greeted with a panting James. I try and stifle my giggles as I watch him try to regain himself again. "Okay don't laugh at me now" he says as he grabs my hands and leads me to his car. "My bad, but shouldn't you be working?" I ask him as we get seated and he starts driving to the mall. "I used a vacation day" he says like if it were no big deal. "You what?" I turn to face him "you shouldn't have used a vacation day to go to the mall. That's what weekends are for James" I tell him looking at him. His hand comes down from the stirring wheel to rest on top of mine. He intertwined our fingers and strokes my knuckles with his thumb. I squeeze his hand and in return I get a smile. "Hey don't worry I have several of vacation days. Haven't taken a sick day or vacation day in 2 years, sweetheart" he explains as he parks into a parking spot. I see him get out and he opens my door. By instinct I reach for his hand as we walk into the mall. I was pretty sure he would let go instead he squeezed my hand and brought me closer to him. "So where are you going?" I ask him "We should go to that Maternity store" James points to the store in the corner. "Okay" We walk in and start browsing through the racks. I find beautiful pastel blouses with flower prints or butterflies. There's a hand on my shoulder. "Y/N? What are doing at a maternity store?" A familiar voice says. My heart stops as I recognize the voice. I see James from the corner of my eye carrying a few shirts and sweatshirts in his hands. As he walks he looks up for a second before placing a shirt back on the rack. I don't even have time to answer before James talks. "Hey beautiful, I thought you would like these pastel colors, right?" James says as he stands by me. I'm facing the racks so Nate can only see my back. "Y/N are you going to answer me?" Nate asks. I turn around and see Nate's eyes on James. Nate finally turns to me and lets out a small gasp. "Oh, I guess you moved on real quick" he says as he stares at my baby bump. I gulp and look at him not forming any words. "So is this the dad?" He asks "No, but you are" James says as he puts the clothes in the basket by my feet. I give James a glare until he finally realizes what he just did. "I'm the dad" Nate says before placing a hand on my stomach. I give him a moment before backing away. The hurt in his eyes are evident. "When? Where you ever going to tell me" Nate's  voice rises causing everyone in the store to look at us. "I will tell you, but not right now please" I plead with him as I grab the basket. "Let me go pay for those" both Nate and James say in unison. Nate sends a glare towards James. "No, it's fine I'll pay. I think I'll be leaving with Nate" I tell James as we head towards the cash register. I see him turn around and I do the same. Swazz enters the store walking towards Nate. Guilt rises up in my chest as I see him talking to Nate. Nate points towards me causing Swazz to see my baby bump. His eyes squint as he rubs them. I see his head shake before telling Nate something. I see Nate's eyes fill with anger and hurt. He shakes his head before storming off. I watch him as Swazz also shakes his head and runs after him. James hand rests on my back rubbing it to calm me down. I barely notice, but I'm crying. I turn into his embrace and let out a few sobs and sniffles. I come back to my senses as I remember we are in a store. The lady behind the register gives me a look of sympathy as I pay. I walk out with James behind me and we see Nate and Swazz sitting  down. Swazz is talking to him, but Nate just shakes his head. When he heard footsteps nearing him he looks up. The sight of his face makes my heart break. Tears cascade down his face as he looks at me. I tell James thank you and walk towards Nate. He stands up and waits for me to follow him. I have hard time trying to follow as he speed walks to the exit. Swazz is by my side making sure I don't fall as I run a little to catch up. I feel his lingering glances on my baby bump. I stop causing him to look at me confused. His face turns to worry, so he calls after Nate. Nate turns around and sees us and Swazz's face. He immediately runs to us and place a hand on the baby bump. How I've missed his touches. I say the only words that I've been trying to say all along. "I'm sorry" I say to them both as tears come down my face. Nate pulls me into a hug. He mumbles 'it's okay' 'we will be okay' and lastly 'I'll do anything to have you back in my arms'

[yaboy-skathan]

I Found Him 🙊

[let-the-bands-take-c0ntrol]

Instructor Maloley

Warning: Contains Sexual Content, View At Your Own Risk!!!

     You knew it was wrong to get involved with a college professor, but there was something about Instructor Maloley that made you weak at the knees. You weren’t even sure if you should call him an professor. Just from the way he taught, how he dressed, and acted you knew Instructor Maloley wasn’t really meant for teaching. He should have been doing something much more than teaching Music 101 to college students. Instructor Maloley was young and most of all he was hot.

It started off with flirty glances and lip biting. You had noticed about halfway through the course that he was flirting with you. At first you took nothing of it, thinking his extra help sessions and friendly attitude was just him teaching you. Now you were positive there was more to it than that. “Please call me Nate,” he had said the last time you two met during one of his office hours. You could feel butterflies bubble up at his words. This of course wasn’t unusual. Usually the professors that were graduate students wanted their students to call them by their first name. Yet for some reason Instructor Maloley requesting that you call him Nate felt more intimate. 

“Want to get a drink with me?” Nate asked, “We could go over what topic you want to talk about for the paper.” He had quickly added the last part, licking his lips and giving you a smile. The room was deserted from students, leaving only the two of you. Your mouth parted in surprise and somehow you found yourself nodding.

“Yeah sounds like fun,” you agreed, pulling your bag up on your shoulder. “Just helping out on my paper right.” you said. The sentence was more for yourself than anything, not wanting to think of actually hooking up with your instructor. Though the thought was hot. Your eyes already scanning over the tattoos that were peeking out from the open buttons of his shirt. “I’ll catch up with you later then,” you smiled, backing your way out the classroom. You couldn’t help but to feel giddy. It was hard to concentrate on your last class when all you could think about was grabbing a drink with Nate. Your daydreams getting in the way until it was time to leave. You had rushed back home after class to freshen up and wait for Nate to message where the two of you were meeting. Grabbing a drink with your instructor was going to be harmless, professional really. 

It seemed somewhat natural for you to just talk to Nate. Not once did you feel nervous nor did the two of you discuss the paper you were working on. Nate was sweet and very charming. It was a bit weird seeing him in a non-classroom setting. His hair being down instead of its usual bun, outfit changed to something more laid back. He had more tattoos than you imagined, arms inked and looking muscly. You tried your best not to stare at his arms, the tension in the room becoming hot as you two continued to talk. “So you rap?” you said in astonishment, not expecting him to say that’s what he did in his spare time.

“Yeah I have about three albums out,” Nate told you.

“Three!?! Wow h-how is it that you got stuck teaching music if you make it?” you asked, now interested in his life story. You had always wanted to ask Nate why he taught. Though he was an awesome person, teaching wasn’t something Nate was great at; it was clear to you that he could use his talents somewhere else.  

“I just want to help other people create music. Help them learn how to study it and reach their goals,” he answered. You nodded in understanding, grabbing the drink that was in front of you and taking a sip. “What made you major in music?” he questioned, subtly moving closer to you. Somehow you found yourself moving over to him as well. The two of you now sitting side by side and shoulders pressing together. Nate bumped his shoulder against yours, raising his eyebrow in question. 

“I love music,” you told him. You noticed his eyes flicker down to your lips then back up to look you in the eye. You couldn’t deny that you had some type of sexual tension for Nate the minute he stepped foot in class. In fact you had mistaken him for a student on the first day of class and might have even flirted with him. The minute you found out that he was actually the instructor you were of course embarrassed. “I enjoy making it and the reactions I get from those who listen to my music is amazing,” you finished in a whispered voice. With Nate being this close it was hard for you to concentrate. You weren’t sure who was the one to kiss the other first. The two of you getting caught up in one another. Adrenaline ran through you as the kiss turned into something more and before you knew it the two of you were at his place. 

     Student and teacher relationships were not condoned. It was highly frowned upon and not to mention Nate could get fired and you could possibly be expelled. With all of this in mind you and Nate had kept what the two of you were doing private. Having sex with Nate felt different than all the other times you had sex. Maybe it was the riskiness, or the fact Nate seemed to have found all your weak spots in such a short period of knowing each other physically, but he made you feel good and loved. 

You were sat atop of Nate’s desk, hands lacing into his hair as the two of you began to make out. Your breath caught in your throat as his lips trailed down your neck. Nate nibbled at your sweet spot and you could feel the wetness between your legs grow. “Fuck me on this desk please,” you whimpered, attempting to unbutton his shirt. It had been a fantasy of yours to have him take you right on his desk. Nate was already your instructor, which turned you on even more, so being fucked on his desk was hotter. 

“We’re on school grounds, I mean kissing you right now puts us at risk of being caught,” he said, letting out a groan when you grabbed his clothed cock. You pouted at his words, hand sliding into his pants and lips sucking at the skin below his earlobe. His body weakened for a second, face nuzzling into your neck as you began to rub his cock. 

“Make an exception please,” you whined, “Just this once, Instructor Maloley.” You whispered the last part, a smirk making its way onto your lips when he moaned. Being called that by you turned Nate on immensely. It was like you were submissive to him, but even now the two of you could tell who was in charge. 

“Fuck is the door locked?” Nate asked, reluctantly pulling away from you so he could lock the door. “You have to be really quiet though,” he said in panted breaths, pulling you into a passionate kiss. “That’s your assignment got it,” he mumbled against your lips. 

“Yes Instructor Maloley,” you moaned. Nate groaned at your words before spreading your legs apart and slipping his hand under your skirt. You tensed in your spot when he ran his fingers over you throbbing clit. It had swelled and made you a bit sensitive to touch. It took him about five seconds to get you undressed. Your lips were swollen from his harsh kisses and your mind was no longer on the class you were suppose to be attending. Nate pecked your lips once before working his way down your body. You softly moaned as he took your left nibble into his mouth and tugged at it. Your breathing had became ragged, sweat starting to line your skin as he inched closer to where you needed him most. 

“You’re so wet,” Nate whispered, running a finger between your folds. He slowly rubbed at your clit, eliciting moans from you. He sunk down to his knees and spread your legs apart even more. Nate wanted to tease you, but knew if you two didn’t get through this quick then someone might walk in on you. The action was quick, his tongue feeling warm against your core. You gripped at the edge of his desk, thighs beginning to shake as he continued to eat you out. “Oh yes Nate,” you whimpered, legs wrapping around his head to draw him in closer. He began to nibble at your clit and you had to cover your mouth to stop the moans from slipping out. These walls in the classroom were always thin and you couldn’t risk being caught because of your loud mouth. 

“I’m so fucking hard for you,” Nate huffed, the air fanning over your clit. Your eyes fluttered closed in bliss as he continued to eat you out. Tongue darting out to play with your clit and occasionally sliding inside of you. You were so worked up, chest rising at a fast pace as you felt your release approaching. Nate pulled away making you whine in frustration. “I’ve got a meeting to go to,” he said, leaning down to peck at your lips. You frowned out words and before he could pull away you grabbed his wrist. 

“No you don’t,” you growled, yanking him closer to you. Nate laughed at this action, lust filled eyes glancing over your naked body. “Besides none of those teachers can fix your boner like I can,” you whispered, starting to pull down his pants. Nate licked his lips, eyes closing shut as you pulled down his boxers to release his cock. “Hmm? I don’t think any of them will give you head and please you like I do,” you whispered. Nate’s mouth opened wide as he felt your lips on his cock. You slowly sucked on his tip, tongue rolling over the head and spreading the precum around. The two of you had chemistry like no other, able to make each other crazy with just a single touch. You wondered why it took so long for him to show up in your life. You hollowed your cheeks and took him halfway down your throat. Nate let out a loud moan, mouth clamping shut and looking at the door in fear. You were going to make him late, but he didn’t care. Being in your mouth was heaven, but where he liked being the most was inside of you. Nate’s teeth sunk into his bottom lip when you began to play with his balls. God he wanted you bad. Whimpers being caught in his throat as you kept up the action. “As much as I’d love to cum in your mouth, being inside of you is what I really want,” he told you. 

You felt warm being wrapped around his cock. Core already clenching around him as he pushed all the way in. You let out a strangled moan, fingers gripping at his shirt. It always felt new when Nate was inside of you. His body molding into yours as he pulled you in closer. Your ass hung off the end of his desk and Nate began a steady rhythm. You were seeing stars and your black colored flats fell from your feet as your toes curled. Nate was fucking you good, the sound of the desk scraping against the floor echoed around the room. Both of your breaths were shallow. Soft kisses being placed to your lips as he worked into you. “Talk to me baby,” Nate whispered in your ear. He sucked at your sweet spot and picked up the pace.

“Right there, Instructor Maloley,” you gasped against his lips. Nate moaned into the crook of your neck. He loved when you called him that, one hand grabbing your thigh and lifting it higher up. You whimpered in pleasure still dirty talking to him. “You fuck me so good you know that?” you asked, “No one else can fuck me like you do.” Nate gave a particularly sharp thrust and you felt the head of his cock brush over your g-spot. It was enough to make your words cut short. The air from your lungs being ripped out of you as he repeated the action. It took all of your strength to not moan out his name. Fingers pulling at his hair and humming out in pleasure. “Keep doing that,” you muttered, beginning to rock back and forth to match his pace. Nate crashed his lips against yours, tongue darting into your mouth and moaning. He was so close to his release and if you kept clenching like you were doing Nate wasn’t going to last very long. 

“I’m nearly there,” he told you, reaching down to rub at your clit. This made you jump in your spot, and you could feel the pleasure intensify. The feeling started at your fingertips and toes, a tingle making your skin feel hot. You softly chanted his name, thighs beginning to shake as your orgasm overcame you. “Yeah right there! Come for me princess,” Nate whispered, still rubbing your clit at a fast pace. You whined in pleasure, head falling back between your shoulders as Nate rode out your high. His thrusts became sloppy and as you continued to clench around him Nate was releasing into you. He pulled you into a feverish kiss to silence his moans, hips rocking into yours to milk the release. After a few minutes Nate’s thrusts slowed to a stop until he was just rested inside of you. Your head rested against his shoulder while you caught your breath. Eyes becoming droopy as exhaustion took over you. “Will you go on a date with me tonight?” he asked, making you smile.

“Only you would ask such a question like after making me cum that hard,” you laughed. Nate laughed at your comment too, finally pulling out of you and making you feel empty at the loss. The two of you were still in the dating phase, but you knew that what you had with him wasn’t just some phase. It would be an understatement for Nate to say he just liked you. Hell he felt more than that and even though the two of you jumped into having sex fast, Nate still wanted to take things slow with you. 

“Me, you, dinner, and then mini-golfing,” he said, handing over your shirt and kissing your forehead. 

“Sounds like a plan,” you smiled, hopping off his desk, so that you could get dressed. “You might want to hurry to your meeting now,” you reminded Nate, glancing at the time on your phone. Nate cursed under his breath, quickly pulling up his pants and grabbing his stuff.

“I’ll call you later okay,” he said, sending a peck to your lips and rushing out the door. You bit onto your bottom lip to hold in your grin. There was only just a month and two weeks left in this course and once it was over you and Nate could date without worry.

[white-omaha-boys]

Secrets and Games- Jack Johnson Imagine

“Guys, come on, there’s gotta be something we can do.” Nate said. 

You were hanging in the basement of your parents house with the boys and some of your girlfriends. Everyone had come back to Omaha for your birthday but unfortunately, no one thought to check the weather beforehand. There was currently the biggest storm of the year happening outside so your parents forced everyone to stay indoors. 

You were all trying to think of something to pass the time but no one was coming up with any good ideas. Your basement wasn’t the biggest but it was big enough where you could definitely throw your own party and everyone could have breathing room. You had a couple couches in one area, a pool table in another and a bar at the back. You looked at the pool table and thought about how many games you guys had already played, which meant no one was really up for another one. You looked over at the bar and knew your dad had just restocked it so you headed over to see what you could find. You picked up three bottles; tequila, vodka and whiskey.

“Well this could be fun.” You said, placing all three bottles on the table in front of the couches. “Let’s see what secrets you all have been hiding.”

“Never have I ever...” Sam said as he thought about what he should say. “had sex in a pool.”

You watched as your best friend drank and you couldn’t help but laugh as the story ran through your mind. More and more statements were made and more and more shots were taken. You couldn’t believe some of the things the boys had done and even the things the girls had done.

“Never have I ever,” Swazz said. “Had a crush on someone in this room.”

You immediately took a shot of whiskey and watched as both your best friend and Johnson took a shot as well. You already knew who your best friend was crushing on; Sam but you so badly wanted to know who Jack had taken that shot for.

You’ve always had a massive crush on Jack ever since you met him. Your bedroom window faced his and every night during high school, the two of you would have late night conversations through the windows. He was much like the other boys but also had a sensible side that really got to you. You wondered what it would be like to be more than friends with him and be able to feel his lips on yours. You’ve never made it obvious to anyone and you knew for a fact no one knew but you didn’t think they thought it was someone else.

“(y/n) and G, sitting in a tree...” Swazz sang, like a five year old. 

“Wait, what?” You looked up from the shot glass and towards John. “You think I like G?” You looked over at him and the two of you began to laugh.

“Bro, she’s literally a sister to me; that’s so gross.” 

It’s true; G was always someone you went to for advice. He always protected you, cared for you and looked out for you in a way a brother would protect his sister. You considered him a brother just as much as he considered you a sister.

“Guys, I took that shot for Johnson.” You said laughing, not realizing what you had just done.

The room fell silent as everyone tried to replay the scene. You admitting you had a crush on Johnson was probably the worst thing you could have done.

“But it’s over with; that was like...way in the past.” You lied. Yeah, you’ve suppressed your feelings for Johnson but they would always be there.

“Okay, never have I ever...” Your best friend said, continuing on with the game.

Soon enough, everyone had run out of ideas and you were all just sitting around, waiting for the storm to pass. You stared out the slide door, watching the rain fall into your pool when you saw Johnson’s reflection beside yours.

“Is it true? You had a crush on me.”

“Yeah.” You said, not looking away from the rain. “You know, you never said who you drank for...” Since he knew who you drank for, you thought it was only fair for him to tell you who he drank for.

“You.” He said. “And I wish I could say it was in the past.” Before you could say anything, Johnson walked back to the couch.

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Hayes Grier:

1. Jealousy  2. We aren’t that young  3. Show off  4. Dance

5. Distracted  6. Comfort  7. Intruder (NEW)

Ethan Dolan:

1. Can I say something?  2. Excuse Me   3. Skate park   4. So Much 

5. Truth or Dare (NEW)

Grayson Dolan:

1. Third wheel cuddles  2. I got my baby back  3. Happy Birthday

4. Confessions at the beach  5. Weird Looks  6. Im Sorry (NEW)

Jack Gilinsky:

1. Christmas Morning  2. Movie  3. First Date preference 

Jack Johnson:

1. Snowed In  2. First Date preference   3. Basketball Bets 

Nate Maloley:

1. After a Party  2. The First Time  3. First Date preference 

Sammy Wilk:

1. New Girl  2. Detention  3. First Date preference 

WattPad Books:

Wattpad account is ogocfanfic

Our Connection // hg - (NEW) (work in progress)

Something More // ed - (work in progress)

We Can Make It Work // hg - (Completed)

Summer Romance // sw - (work in progress)

The Babysitter // jg - (work in progress)

INSTAGRAM - my fan account for the twins

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J.G| It Doesn’t Get Much Better

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 I was exhausted. I had just spent the last hour arguing with my Jack. I hated arguing with him. Despite anything that he may say out of anger, it pained me to see him so bothered. But he could have a temper and from time to time it absolutely got the best of him.

“You didn’t even think about me or how I might feel,” Jack exclaimed with his voice slightly higher than normal. He was upset that I had spent the afternoon with a dear friend of mine. The problem was that this friend happened to be a guy. However, Brandon truly was just a friend. He was nothing more and never would be. Honestly, Jack had no reason to be angry.

“Dammit Jack! I can’t read your mind, if it was going to bother you that I was going to lunch with Brandon then you should have said something.” A jealous boyfriend was anything but attractive in my opinion. But with that being said, if Jack had spoken up then I wouldn’t have gone. I would have respected his opinion, I could have waited to see my friend at time where Jack could have been there.

“You shouldn’t even have to ask. How would you like it if I went to dinner with some girl?” Jack seemed to be becoming more and more aggravated.

I shook my head. Jack wasn’t getting it. “Well for starters, I trust you. Just because you share a meal with someone one minute doesn’t mean you have to jump their bones the next.” I was so irritated. I shouldn’t even have to be explaining myself. “As far as that goes,” I said, “Brandon isn’t just a “random guy”. I was friends with him way before I started dating you.”

“Do you not understand that a guy and a girl can never be “just friends”? He doesn’t look at you and see a friend, he wants to get in your damn pants.” Was Jack being serious? He sounded ridiculous at this point.

“Do you not trust me? Do you really think I would sleep with him or any other guy?” I was truly astonished. It hurt to think that Jack believed I was capable of such an awful thing. I would never in a million years cheat on him.

“I,” he paused for a moment, “I don’t know.”

I shook my head at him. There was nothing else left for me to day. I lifted my hands up, “I give up. I’m going home.” If he didn’t trust me, then there was nothing I could do. “I’m sorry that you’re jealous, but Jack, I have never done a single thing to cause you to not trust me. And I’m not going to stand here and beg for you to trust me.”

“Y/N…” he called out.

“Just don’t,” I said, turning around and walking out of Jack’s home. I had enough. Arguing with him was exhausting. I felt like I had not slept in three days.

I managed not to cry; I wanted to but every time I felt the tears coming on I turned off my emotions. I found a distraction, whether that be logging onto Instagram or finishing up an assignment for my Language Arts class.

“You’re home early,” my roommate said as she walked into the living area of our apartment. I had mentioned to her that I was planning to spend most of the evening at Jack’s.

“Yeah, Jack and I sort of got into it. He wasn’t very thrilled that I went to lunch with Brandon.” I said, looking down at my nails.

“Oh, I’m sorry, that really sucks,” my roommate said, attempting to be sympathetic towards me and my problems. “This was outside the door for you though.” She handed me a red rose and a envelope. The envelope had my name written beautifully in cursive on it.

At first I was a bit confused. Who would be sending me something like this? “Thanks,” I said, “I wasn’t expecting this.” She nodded and walked away, allowing me to open my letter in privacy.

Sorry about earlier. Wear something nice. I’ll see you at 8:00. XXX Jack

I smiled to myself, at least he knew when he was wrong. I glanced down at my watch, noticing that it was only a few minutes past six o’clock. I showered and managed to pamper myself a bit as I got ready for a this mystery outing with Jack. Remembering to wear something nice, I choose a beautiful white dress. I had only worn it once before, but I lost count after nine times of Jack telling me how stunning I looked. I thought it would be perfect for the occasion. I slipped on a complimenting pair of heels and called it good. Looking into the mirror, I checked my hair one last time and quickly threw on some earrings

Knock! Knock!  Eight o’clock, on the dot.

“Jack is here,” my roommate hollered from the entryway, letting him inside our apartment. I grabbed my bag and excited my bedroom.

Jack stood there wearing a black suit. He looked so handsome. I had almost forgotten about the earlier’s events. I simply felt lucky to call Jack mine. I flashed him a smile and I watched his jaw drop.

“Y/N, you are so beautiful,” he said, taking in every detail. That very moment he felt lucky to have me.

I walked to his side and took his hand in mine, “Thank you,” I said. “I’m ready whenever you are.”

He nodded and we both waved goodbye to my roommate. He led me outside and into his vehicle.

Half of an hour or so passed before we arrived at our destination. Jack brought me to the nicest restaurant in town. We only ate there for special occasions, like anniversaries and birthdays. “You really didn’t have to do all of this,” I said as Jack opened the passenger side door for me. “A simple ‘I am sorry’ would have sufficed,” I grinned.

“I know, but I was a complete ass earlier. I want to make up for it somehow or another,” Jack winked.

As we sat and enjoyed our dinner, I couldn’t help but admire Jack and notice just how handsome he was. It was honestly humorous that he was unsure of whether or not I would ever cheat on. I laughed out loud at the thought, causing Jack to look at me funny.

“I’m sorry, I was just thinking about earlier,” I giggled. “I want you to always know that you can trust me. I would never even think about cheating on you because that’s an awful thing to do, but putting that aside, why would I want to? I mean look at yourself! It doesn't get much better.” I sent a wink to my boyfriend.

He laughed a bit himself, “I am happy to hear you say that, baby girl, but know that I was just caught up in the moment. I trust you one hundred percent. I just don’t like seeing my girl with other guys, it scared me, you know?”

“Oh I know,” I laughed. I was grateful that we were both able to laugh about the situation a few hours later. I would hate to loose Jack, especially over something so silly.

“Sorry for being the jealous boyfriend. I know that’s not much of your thing.”

“Let’s just avoid the situation from now on. Tell me if you don’t want me going out with someone. I’ll listen and I’m hoping that goes for the both of us,” I smiled.

“You’re so amazing,” he said before placing a sweet kiss on my cheek.

After finishing our dinner, we choose to go back to his place. After changing into one of t-shirts, we spent the majority of the night snuggled up on his sofa, watching reruns of One Tree Hill.

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