#smell like pussy while waiting outside in the car. awesome

[teethburied]

1.02 "Seeing Things"

[kpop---scenarios]

Girl Of Your Dreams

Pairing: Ten x Succubus! Ayn

Genre: Yandere! AU, Succubus! AU, College! AU

Warning: SOME YANDERE TYPE CONTENT. Smut, swearing

Word Count: 3.2k

A/N: i hope you enjoy! Big thanks again to @tacojisung for the plot

Ten leans over the railing as he looks out into the crowd of college kids dancing the night away. The smell of sweat and vodka fills the house as the music pumps, the bass shaking the windows. He wasn't even the biggest fan of college parties but there was something about this specific party that he just felt like he needed to come to it. There was a reason he was supposed to be there, but here he was, 3 hours in and no sign of what that reason was. 

He sighs as he heads towards the staircase, finally deciding he was going to call it a night. He was over it, and not overly in the mood to party, thankfully this party was not one his frat hosted.  He looks out into the crowd as he goes down the railing and that's when he sees her on the dance floor. The girl he's been dreaming about, the girl who's been making him have to change his sheets so often in the week from all the cum stains. Excitedly he turns around, yelling to his friend, Johnny who was behind him. 

"It's her!" He yells, pointing out to the crowd. 

"Who?" Johnny asks. 

"The girl from my dreams! I fucking knew she was real." He laughs, pointing at you again, still looking at Johnny. He turns his head looking back into the crowd to where you were. Your eyes lock with his and a smirk spreads across your lips. You wink at him before you began to maneuver through the crowd. Ten quickly rushes down the stairs, trying to chase you outside but the second he gets outside you're nowhere to be found. He grabs his head in frustration, looking for you one more time before going back inside. 

He knew it. He knew the girl of his dreams was real. 

He had been dreaming about you for so long, he was honestly beginning to believe that the two of you were together, you must want him considering you come to him every night. You seem to love his hands, his tongue and his cock in the dreams, so why wouldn't you in real life? You were the one for him and he was going to make sure you knew it. 

**

The next day, Ten was sitting in his psychology class, his mind on you as it always was. He pictured your body, your face, your lips, your smile, the way you touched him. He barely heard what his professor had said until the subject of dreams came up. 

"When you see someone in your dream that you don't recognize, it's because you've seen that person at some point in your life. It may not have been a very significant point but it was enough for your subconscious to remember them. We'll pick up more on this and more next week, class dismissed." 

After his class, Ten was walking through campus, lugging his backpack and headed back to the frat house for a much-needed nap, and a possible visit from his mystery dream girl. He began to think about his professor's words about dreams and dreaming about a stranger. It made him wonder where he first saw you? What was he doing? Why couldn't he remember? It frustrated him that he didn't have an answer to any of these questions. He just wanted to know you and be with you, why was that so much to ask for?  

Ten walks into the house and spots Mark sitting on the couch, focused on his game as he closes the door behind him.

"Hey man, you wanna game?" Mark asks, sitting on the couch while playing Xbox. 

Ten waved him off as he climbed the stairs, making his way to his bedroom. He slings his backpack on the floor, kicking off his shoes and hopping straight into his bed. He stretches out, getting into his comfiest position with his eyes closed, letting himself slowly drift off to sleep. 

"My baby." You sing as you crawl into Ten's bed. You hover yourself over him, sitting down on his crotch, waiting for him to wake up. Slowly you rock back or forth, grinding yourself on his cock which now is beginning to get harder. 

"Mmh." He groans, bucking his hips. With his eyes still closed his hands find their way to your hips, gripping tightly as he helps you rock back and forth. "You came back." He whispers. 

"Of course I did." You purr, leaning forward to place a small kiss on his lips before sitting up again. 

"Please." He groans, feeling the heat radiating from your pussy, he needed more. 

You smirk as you move off of him, helping him slide his pants down, letting his cock spring free. You position yourself over him, sliding down onto his cock, making him moan. 

"You need to be a good boy." You whine as you pick up your pace, riding him. "Don't look for me." 

Ten closes his eyes, his hands back on your hips as he tries to control his orgasm. "Got it?" You groan, bouncing on his cock. 

"Y-yes.. got it.." he stutters as he cums inside you, grunting as he fills you up. 

In an instant, you're gone and he wakes up to a load of cum dripping down onto his sheets, again, forgetting what he had agreed to. 

** 

That night he was dragged out to a club that was known for the dancers who made appearances. You could almost always guarantee there would be at least one insane show of dancing, and Ten loved to go and watch, sometimes participate but tonight...  Tonight he had a feeling that he needed to watch the dance floor and watch who was going to be on it. He felt drawn to it, and he already knew it was you who was doing it. Clearly, you were going to be there and you wanted him there. You must be playing hard to get. 

"Wow," Mark exclaims, walking along on the balcony, looking down to the dance floor. "There's a lot of awesome dancers down there." He laughs, stopping with Taeyong to look at one couple in particular. Ten stops as well, his eyes narrowing in on the couple. He can see the male fairly clearly, Oh Sehun from the EXO frat, a well-known rival of NCT but he couldn't see the front of the girl, only how her hips swayed along with hair, she moved so effortlessly, he felt as though he was almost entranced by her. He watched as they moved along the floor, his feet immediately following and making their way to the stairs. His eyes never leaving them, he can feel the heart begin to race as he steps onto the floor, moving through the crowd of people, his anger level rising as Sehun finally spins her around, and it's you. He knew he was drawn to you for a reason, you're supposed to be his but here you are with another man. 

Ten continues to make his way towards you, now with just a little more urgency as he prepares to get Sehun's dirty hands off your body. 

"Hey." Ten yells, moving through the bodies, getting closer to you. He can see the smile fade from your face as you notice him coming closer. Sehun looks up as Ten stands in front of the two of you, breathing heavily. "What are you doing with him?" He asks, confused on why you're with someone else when you so clearly were meant for him. 

"Just back off," Sehun says, pulling you away from Ten. He walks away, taking a breath and thinking of a game plan, how can he get you alone? 

He wanders through the crowd, his head spinning as he searches for you again, he just wants to see you up close, talk to you and try to clear some things up, he just needed you to give him a chance. He pushes his way through the crowd, getting to a clearing near the bar and that's when he sees you and Sehun. You let go of Sehun's hand, mouthing you'll be right back as you head towards the bathrooms. A smile spreads across his lips as he makes his way to the bathrooms. It's perfect, you're alone and you can hear him out. That's all he needed. As he makes his way over there he watches Sehun turn away, talking to a group and not paying attention any longer, this honestly couldn't get more perfect. He waits for a few feet down from the girl's bathroom, the hall light flickering as his foot tips, god you're taking a long time. 

Finally, the door opens and out you walk, your head is down so you don't notice Ten leaning against the wall until he steps out in front of you. You look up, looking him in the eyes, making him smile. You try to walk past but his hands grip your shoulders, gently pushing you against the wall. 

"I'll scream." You threaten, making Ten scoffs. 

"I'll cover your mouth." He growls. "I just wanna talk to you." He pleads. "Why are you pretending not to know me?" He asks, frustrated.

"You need to stop this. Remember what I told you.." you smirk. 

"Ayn!" You both hear. Turning your head you see an angry Sehun marching your way. 

"I'll see you." You whisper before ducking away from him and running towards the hot-headed Sehun to calm him down. Ten stands there watching as you caress his face in hopes of calming him down. 

"Let's just go." You urge Sehun, pulling the puffed out and protective man away. Ten stands there, he's shocked that you dismissed him so easily. He watched as you dragged Sehun from the club, a man who was looking back at Ten, clearly threatened by the fact he was going to lose you. 

Ten walks back towards the stairs, running into an overly happy looking Mark before he hits the staircase. 

"There you are!" Mark exclaims, grabbing Ten. "Look we got a VIP booth with some fine hunnies." Mark laughs. Ten looks to the exit doors and sees you leaving and he just can't help the urge but to follow you, despite your oaf of a boyfriend. 

"I gotta go.. sorry." Ten says, glancing at Mark before taking off to the doors. Luckily you and Sehun aren't too far ahead that he lost you. As he walks behind you both, he puts his hood up, not wanting to be noticed by anyone but especially not you. 

He follows you for a few blocks until you enter an apartment building that unfortunately needed a code but he would find it out in time. At Least now he knew where you lived, so he headed back to the frat to grab his car and have a little stake out of his own.

A few hours later, his eyes get heavy in the front seat of his jeep. He crosses his arms and leans his head back to rest, just for a moment but instead falls asleep.

 It didn't take long for you to enter his dream, unzipping his pants, pulling out his cock and straddling his lap in the front seat of his car. He was hard and inside you, the warmth of your pussy surrounding his cock. 

“It feels so good.” He groans, placing his hands on your hips. You lift yourself slowly before slamming back down on him, making him cry out in pleasure.  

“You like my pussy, don’t you baby?” You ask. 

“Yes, fuck yes.” He moans, his toes curling as you squeeze yourself on him again "Fuck you always make me feel so good." He groans, his arms surrounding you, pulling you in close, his eyes still closed. 

"It's because you're special to me." You whisper in his ear, lifting yourself before slowly pushing yourself back on his cock. 

"Oh my god." He groans. "I love you. I love you so much." He groans, bucking his hips. All he wanted was to be as deep inside you as he could be. Fuck you felt amazing. 

"You need to stop following me." You warn, riding him, your fingers running through his hair. "Leave me alone before I move on to someone else." You whisper, holding him close as your clit is rubbed perfectly. "I will." You pause, your orgasm flowing through your body. "Move on and leave you." You cry out, your fingers pulling his hair as you ride through your high. 

"You can't". He grunts, and again, as he cums. You continue rocking yourself on him, milking him for everything he has, not wanting to waste one last drop. "Fuck." He groans. "Please don't leave me." He finishes. 

"By the way, this isn't my house." You whisper and before he can reply, you're already gone. 

Ten is woken up by a knock at his window, his eyes barely opening until he notices a police officer standing there, looking concerned. 

"Hello, officer." Ten greets him, rolling down his window. 

"You've been parked here for an awfully long time, we've gotten some complaints of a creep in your car description. You okay?" He asks. 

"I'm fine, just got a little tired." Ten laughs. 

"Get home and get yourself cleaned up." The officer says, looking at his pants before back at him and walking away. Ten looks down and notices the stain from his dream, spread across his pants. 

He quickly starts his car, driving away from the apartment that is not yours but must belong to Sehun. 

** 

Over the next week, Ten surely had thought he was going crazy. He saw you everywhere. In the coffee shop walking to the bathroom, on the crowded sidewalk as he strolled down the street, across campus, walking in front of him but he only ever saw the back of you. You were taunting him, you must be. You hadn't visited his dreams in a week, you were appearing everywhere he went, this was you teasing him and playing hard to get but he was going to get you and make sure you could never leave him again. He knew you were ignoring him since he hadn't listened to your warnings, and frankly, he was tired of it.  

** 

The next day he headed to his psychology class, and this one he was excited about it. They were learning about Lucid Dreaming when you know you're dreaming and you can control your dream. This was a very important part of his plan of how he was going to get you and he needed to get you, his one true love. 

"Lucid Dreams." Ten's professor announces. "The dreams where you know you're dreaming and you're able to in some ways, control those dreams and what happens in them." 

Ten's interest peaks as he listens to his professor speak. This is it, this is how his plan starts, now he just needs a way to trap you, from his dream and into his world. 

"Along with lucid dreams, there's sleep paralysis, which is said to bring a fear of yours to live in your dreams. Your fear paralyzes you, making you face it head-on." He pauses. "Wet dreams." He stops for a second as the class laughs. "Yes, yes hilarious. Wet dreams are said to be ruled by the evil, seductive temptress, the succubus. Does anyone know what a succubus is?" He asks. 

No one chimes in. Ten is sure he knows but chooses to keep quiet, waiting for his professor to explain. 

"A succubus comes into your dreams and pleases you, you are her main source of energy, and for women, it's the incubus that comes into their dreams. Now.." he pauses, seeing a hand raised. "Yes?" 

"Would there be a way to trap a succubus?" Someone asks, piquing Ten's interest even more. 

"Ah, yes. There are stories of men trying to trap the succubus and rumours of their success. They draw an arcane circle under their bed and hide it, but also lucid dreams come into play here too. You need to be able to hold on and wake yourself up." The professor says. "Anyways, it's supposedly a myth. Now we are moving on to the incubus.." 

Ten packs up his belongings, leaving class early, he has too much to do and it cannot wait. 

** 

Arriving home, he storms through the door, ignoring the men sitting in the living room and heading straight up to his room. After he left campus he had stopped at a special store and gathered the rare ingredients he needed for his plan. 

Ten moves his bed to the side of his room, clearing out all the shit from under it before he begins unpacking his backpack. He opens the special salt and starts making the circle, looking at the picture he has for reference. 

Thirty minutes later Ten is carefully moving his bed back over the circle, his stomach doing flips of excitement. It was finally here, the day he was going to get you to be with him. He knew you would never come with him willingly so this was how it was going to need to be.

He crawls on his bed, remembering his password to wake himself up out of his lucid dream. He hoped this worked, he needed this to work, he needed you to be with him. Closing his eyes he relaxes his body allowing himself to almost fully fall asleep. 

He opens his eyes, sitting up in his bed. It's quiet, almost too quiet. Dreams.. he's dreaming. 

"Please." He calls out, hoping you were listening. 

"What?" You ask, walking through the door. 

"Come to me. Please." He says, holding out his hand.  You let out a sigh as you walk towards him, sliding your hand in his. 

Ten pulls you onto the bed, laying back down as you straddle him. 

"I've missed you." He whispers, bucking his hips. "Fuck I've missed you." He groans, pulling you down, reaching his lips for yours. 

You don't say anything, instead kiss him back. Your hands run through his hair as his arms wrap around your waist. 

Your lips still attached, he sits up, effortlessly flipping you both over to you laying on your back. "I wanna try something." He whispers, grabbing a pair of handcuffs. He takes your left wrist and handcuffs you to his headboard. 

"Baby." You laugh nervously. "What's happening?" 

"What's happening is you've ignored me for a week! A week! And teased me like I'm just some replaceable nothing to you. But I'm not. I'm the one you're meant to be with, don't you see!?" He yells. 

You try to free yourself from the handcuff but you can't. 

"Ten.. please. Just let me go." You beg. 

"Now I'm going to take you with me, and we can be together forever." He smiles, his eyes are wide and terrifying. 

"No... you can't... Ten." You cry. 

"Forever." He yells. 

Ten wakes up on his floor, breathing heavily. He looks around his room, he's back. He looks to his bed and smiles. There you are, crying and handcuffed to his bed. He crawls up to you, taking you in his arms. 

"Welcome home." 

[holylulusworld]

Surrogate Alpha

Summary: Sam and you were best friends. Since he found a girlfriend you feel left outside alone and his brother jumps in.

Pairing: Alpha!Dean x Omega!Reader, Alpha!Sam x OFC Katie

Warnings: angst, language, scenting, mating, claiming, knotting, true mates, smut, unprotected/protected sex, cuddling & snuggling

A/N: The story is set in an AU.

“What do you mean with I can’t come with you to the book signing? We waited for months and made plans, Sam! I got a day off only to accompany you and now you are telling me you’ve got no time – again by the way!” Angrily pacing around your best friend’s office, you glare at the picture of his new girlfriend.

“Katie wants to come with me, Y/N. I am sorry.” Huffing you grab your bag. “Y/N…please…”

“You know Sam. For years we were best friends. I was the one helping you after Jess died in the fire. It was me keeping you going and now you push me away as Katie came to your life…” Sniffling you hold back the tears.

“You have to understand that Katie is my girlfriend and that she’s more important right now. I try to build up a relationship with my Omega.” Sam gets up, tries to touch your cheek but you flinch away.

“I am not jealous or shit, Sam. You are like a brother to me, not an Alpha I want to bang. It’s just that she always finds a way to manipulate you and makes sure we do not spend time any longer. She could’ve come with us, but no…” Pointing toward the book you place onto Sam’s desk. “She insists that I can’t go…”

“Y/N, do this for me…please.” Sam tries, but this time you will not give in. “No, Sam. He is my favorite author and I will not miss the chance to get his autograph.” Lips pursed you grab your book.

“Take the girl who is barely able to read her Cosmopolitan and try to talk to him about his latest theory. Fuck you, Sam! I’ll go alone and have fun…”

Storming out of Sam’s office you are barely able to see anything due to the tears spilling out of your eyes.

“Whoa…watch your steps…” Dean barks as you brush past him, not reacting to his words.

“Fuck you too, Winchester…” Running toward the exit you feel a hand grasping your arm. At first, you believe it’s Sam, but you meet angry green eyes and your heart drops.

“No swear words, Y/N.” Sniffling you wiggle in Dean’s grip as he looks at the tears rolling down your cheeks.

“I assume Sam won’t go with you. Did she make it again?” Voice unusually soft for his grumpy personality Dean wipes your tears away with his thumb.

“He said Katie doesn’t want me to go at all, Dean. Can you believe this? He’s my favorite author and that woman wants to forbid me to go and get an autograph.” Grumbling you press the book to your chest. “I’ll go, she can fuck her attitude…”

“I am sorry, Sweetheart.” Blinking a few times, you search Dean’s face. He never was friendly to you, always teased Sam for being your friend, even called his brother your surrogate Alpha. “He’s a fool, Y/N. I got no clue what happened to Sam, but that woman doesn’t bring his best side out.”

“Dean…save it. It’s not as if I was his best friend since childhood or anything. I get that Katie was jealous in the beginning, but Sam and I are only friends, not only he’s like a brother to me but I don’t want to mate with him.”

Humming Dean brushes his thumb over your skin. His eyes search your face and he takes a deep breath. “I could go with you. I have a day off and wanted to buy a book.”

“You want to go with me?” Ludicrous glancing at Dean you press the book closer to your chest. “Did Sam ask you to be nice to me? Is that his way to get rid of me?”

“Sweetheart…” That nickname again. Dean never called you anything but brat or kid. Now he uses the nickname like he’s used to doing it. “Let me go with you. We can piss off Katie if we do so.” Leaning closer Dean smirks. “She hates me too.”

“Dude! She hates you? But you are Sammy’s brother and a guy…” Trailing off you glance at Dean’s mating gland, swallowing as you can smell his scent getting stronger.

“Come on, let’s go and tease her a bit. I’d like to show her we will not give Sam up.” Dean steps closer, rubbing his hands over your shoulders.

“Why not…”

“Awesome. Let’s grab my jacket and I’ll give you a ride.” Excitedly Dean pecks your cheek and you freeze as he sniffs at our hair for a moment.

“We have to kill three hours, Dean.” Nodding the tall Alpha slings one arm around your shoulders to lead you toward his office.

“How about lunch and we can talk about Katie being a bitch and crap.”

Wondering why Dean is suddenly that friendly you glance at him while he tells you about his car and that he’ll make sure that you will try his favorite burger…

“So…” Poking the burger with your index finger you smirk. “Will this thing kill me, or will I survive?”

“It’s delicious and not that bad if you only eat it once per month,” Dean exclaims as you glance at the burger again. “Come on at least try it, Y/N. I swear you will not regret it.”

“Yeah, as you will need a month to digest that thing. It’s a monster, Dean.” Snickering you take a bite of the burger and the taste lets a moan slip out of your mouth. “God…fuck me…”

“Same…” Dean’s eyes darken, and he can’t stop watching you nibble at the burger. Moans along with gasps leave your lips and the Alpha is close to cream his pants. “You eat like you’re having sex…”

“Nope, Dean. During sex I am way…” Stopping your tongue you look at Dean with wide eyes as you can see his Adam’s apple bobble and the twitch of his hands.

“Fuck me, you smell like heaven.” Lunging forward Dean grasps for you, presses his lips to yours while you try to process your best friends’ brother just kissed you. “I want you for so long…”

“What…oh…” His lips and tongue wander to your mating gland, lick it repeatedly and you start to whimper as it feels better than anything before. “I…oh…fuck, Dean…”

“That’s right, Sweetheart. I’ll make you feel good right now.” Pressing you onto the couch in his office Dean teases your neck with his lips while one hand wanders to your sex. He’s purring low in his throat feeling your wet panties welcome his fingers.

“Dean…this is…god…” Panting you grasp for his thighs, whine low as he slips his fingertips into your welcoming heat. “Anyone could walk in on us, Alpha…”

“I give not a single fuck, Omega. I waited way too long for Sammy to make a move and now I’ll take what I want, and I want you…” Not giving a fuck either you spread your legs, let Dean work his fingers into your tight cunt.

“You have one dirty mouth, Dean.” Smirking the Alpha pecks your lips, slides his tongue over your mouth before he claims it roughly.

“I can do better things than dirty talk with this tongue.” Eagerly guiding his free hand to your chest, you purr as Dean cups one tit to knead it gently.

“Going to eat you out next time but right now I need to be inside of you, Y/N.”

“Get out of your pants first, dude. I want to see your dick before I let you knot me.” Panting Dean can barely think straight. Not that close to his goal - to be finally able to mark you as his.

“I’ll mark your neck, Y/N. I will make you mine if you do not stop me.” Humming you slide your hands up his chest, smirking as you can see his face contort in pleasure.

“About time you get your head out of your ass. I flirted said body part off for years. Now get out of those pants…” Impatiently tugging at Dean’s dress pants you snarl as he slaps your hands away.

“We shouldn’t…not here…” Your eyes narrow and you grab his jacket to bring Dean close to your face.

“You will get out of those pants and give me that knot or I’ll bite you.”

“Fuck, Sweetheart. Talk dirty to me…more…”

“Do you think our trick will work out?” Nudging Sam’s side Katie looks toward Dean’s office. “I hate being the bitch in this story.”

“It was the only way for Dean to finally make a move. He’s pining for Y/N way too long and she almost drools all over my big brother. Blind idiots…”

“We will explain we tricked them later…”

“Fuck me, that’s a cock,” purring you crawl up Dean’s body to nip at his neck. “I want you inside of me Alpha.”

“If you are good for me, I’ll give it to you with pleasure…” Your teeth sink into his shoulder and Dean needs all his strength to drag you off him as you started to bite and scratch him.

“I want it…”

“You smell intoxicating, Omega.” Bringing you on hands and knees Dean slaps your ass, chuckling as you yelp. “Be good for me. I will take care of this tight pussy right now…”

“Stop talking and…” Mouth hanging open in a silently scream you feel Dean slide into you with one forceful thrust.

There’s no hesitation, not holding back any longer. He sets a brutal pace, presses your face into the couch to make you feel his dominance.

“That’s a good pussy. Tight, wet and all mine.” Snarling Dean watches his cock disappear in your slit. “I dreamed of having you like this at least once per week, Sweetheart and reality is even better.”

“Dean…oh shit…you…” Digging your fingertips into the couch you push back onto the tall Alpha. “Condom…”

“You’re mine and I’ll get your round.” Grunts leave Dean’s lips as you try to push him off you. “Take it, Baby Girl…”

“You can’t get me round, Winchester!”

“Fine…wait…” Pissed Dean pulls out to fetch a condom from his pocket. “Next time I’ll have you bare!”

“Dream on, Alpha. Now get this thing on and keep on going!” Fighting with the condom as he’s too far gone Dean grunts, curses and yells before he finally can slide back into you.

“Fuck…” Rutting into you Dean presses moans and cries out of you. There’s something primal he manages to lay bare as he slides into you as if he belongs inside of you.

“You look so good stuffed with my dick. I could watch you writhe on my knot all day long.” He’s a panting mess, sweats like never before as he can feel your body is ready to give in to the pleasure.

“Alpha…that’s…” You bite the pillow, muffle your cries as you feel his knot pop open to cage Dean inside your body.

“Love the way you cum for me. This is mine…” Pinned underneath Dean’s tall frame you tilt your head, invite him to mark your neck but Dean only pecks it and you whine disappointed.

“I’ll mark when we are sure we belong together, not in a haze on my couch after we fucked for the first time. I’ll be a gentleman…” Snickering at Dean’s words you close your eyes as you brush your hair away. “Don’t make me…”

His lips nibble at your neck and you smirk as you feel his teeth graze your mating gland. Dean still hesitates, purring against you he wraps his arms around your body.

“You know, my parents mated after knowing each other for like five hours.” Humming Dean looks at the spot he desperately wants to mark. “They are happy for over twenty years now, Dean.”

“God, can you not force me to lose control. Do you have the slightest idea how hard I have to fight my instinct to not mark you?”

“Do it. Mark me, Alpha. I want to be yours for five fucking years…” Pain floats your body, followed by unknown pleasure as Dean’s teeth won’t let go of your neck.

He’s growling against you, rutting his knot into you with all his strength and you cry out, screaming his name before you feel calm and warm. “Alpha…”

“My Omega…”

“Did they just…” Shuddering Sam watches Katie pressing one ear against Dean’s door. She’s nodding at her boyfriend, a big grin plastered all over here face. “We have to disinfect the whole office.”

“Don’t be such a prude, Sam. You know, he claimed her, and she claimed him…”

Dumbfounded Sam presses his ear to the door too, listening to your purrs and Dean’s voice soothing your discomfort.

“That fast?” Humming Katie purrs as you snarl into Dean’s direction. “I mean…fuck…”

“Feels warm and familiar.” Resting your head onto Dean’s chest you glance at the mark at his neck. “You look good with my mark. This will keep the needy Omega’s away.”

“Did you only mark me to make sure no one tries to get into my pants?” Nudging your side Dean smirks as you nod eagerly.

“You’re mine, Alpha. No one can touch you.” Satisfied with your handy work, your mark at his neck, you close your eyes for a moment.

“So…the book signing still a thing?” Chuckling you play with the fine hairs at the nape of his neck, shaking your head. “What do you want to do tonight?”

“I have a few ideas including you, me and a bed…”

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[fanfictionized]

The Hating Game - Where It All Began (8)

Characters: Lance Tucker x Latina!OFC

Chapter Summary: The Reader has a hard time believing that people - especially Lance- can change. He’s about to prove her wrong...

Warnings: fluff, making out

Words: 3.4k

The Hating Game - Masterlist // Previous Chapter

Lucy couldn’t stop squirming in her seat, getting home and taking a shower and getting all dressed and ready half an hour before he would come to pick her up.

She sat back in her chair, tugging at the burnt-sienna-colored dress with the low cleavage she had decided to wear (because he deserved that much), a denim jacket bound around her hips in case it’d get cold because she still didn’t know where the heck he’d be taking her and those dark brown, knee-high leather boots so that she wouldn’t be having any trouble with being a lot shorter than him and kiss him more easily-

Oh, but her mind didn’t just stop there, no. She wanted to do so much more than that.

She wanted to fucking destroy him in bed which was weird since he had been suggesting to do the same thing to her pussy ever since the day they met.

And she’d probably not even keep up with her expectations and his because it had been so fucking long. She wanted to cry.

Because she wanted him so fucking much.

Even though she was still just the tiniest bit wary of him, or more clearly, his intentions, she couldn’t believe how intense her lust for him already was.

The reason she had been able to read him like a book was because he had always been a very open one.

Told her unashamedly how much he was into her so there shouldn’t be any fears technically, but that still didn’t keep her anxiety from making her insecure, biting her lips nervously as she looked at herself in the mirror.

She hadn’t overdone it with her makeup, she wouldn’t want to seem desperate or like she gave that much of a shit or that she actually took longer to get ready than she actually did…

Nothing about that really made any sense in her head, but anyways…

There’d be thirty more minutes of waiting before she could walk out into the world and into Lance Tucker’s arms.

Fuck, she wanted to touch those arms again.

Calm your tits, Lucia.

The voice in her head chimed in and strangely it wasn’t her own. Neither was the smug grin she could see in front of her closed eyelids as she took a deep, calming breath.

Before the loud hum of a vehicle’s motor came to a halt in front of their house and pulled her out of her thoughts.

She walked over to the kitchen to spy through the window, seeing the black car from a few nights before standing across the street.

It was dark outside, but not dark enough to hide his silhouette through the windows of his car. Him, smoothing his hair back nervously and thrumming his fingers on the steering wheel.

She giggled when she saw him acting all nervous and it made her believe that it’d somehow make this whole thing easier when she wasn’t the only one fidgeting.

She decided to do a little something to mess with him, ease the tension because she wouldn’t get into the car until it had escaped at least a little.

She dialed his number into her phone. She’s had it for quite a while. Emergency purposes, considering Ana of cause.

The phone rang and she saw him reach for it from his back pocket, staring at the screen for a few seconds until he picked up.

“Hey” His voice was strangely collected, but she smiled through it anyway because she saw his reaction when he heard her voice; grinning silently into the receiver.

“Hi, Lance.”

“You miss me already, darlin’?” He tried to be so cocky and she found it adorable, knowing how excited he sounded as he was talking to her.

“I could ask you the same thing.” She retorted, biting her bottom lip to suppress another giggle “Since you’re parking in front of my house.” She saw his mouth fall open before his head whipped over to the side, searching for her until he spotted her looking at him through the kitchen window, waving at him while his cheeks grew hot.

“Fuck” He whispered and hung up, seeing her laugh and walk away so he got out of the car, straightening the white dress shirt before he crossed the street to get over to her house.

The door opened slowly.

“’M sorry, I thought you wouldn’t notice-” He began before he saw her standing in front of him in her full glory. He stopped halfway to reaching her door and held his breath as he let his gaze wander over her form, drinking it all in.

She looked so fucking stunning. The hair, the dress, the heels…

His dick twitched in those dangerously tight pants.

“I- You…” He started before she cut him off.

“You look handsome.” She smiled as she eyed him as well.

“You do. I mean, you don’t look handsome, you- you’re hot. I mean-” He stammered.

Oh my god, what’s wrong with you?

She walked closer until she closed the space between them to press a kiss to his cheek, halting his actions like she’d just pressed the shut-down-button.

She pulled away with the cutest grin, keeping her hand on the side of his neck and he hoped to god she wouldn’t feel his pulse fluttering underneath her touch.

“Let’s go?” She asked sweetly while all he could do was nod.

.

.

.

“What’re we doing here?” She asked, raising a brow as she looked out the window, eyeing the gym hall from outside.

“I forgot something earlier.” Was his only explanation as he got out of the car, getting around to open the door for her and she could almost swear that he didn’t even have to think about doing so before he’d already done it.

The word ‘Gentleman’ laid on the tip of her tongue before she thought of who she was actually with, smirking at the thought.

“Thanks.” She mumbled, getting out while she walked alongside him.

The gears in her head turned when he saw him fiddling with the keys in his hands, seemingly on edge.

Her grin only widened.

“And why exactly do you need me to come with you…?” She bugged and made him roll his eyes at her for the very first time. He knew he wasn’t kidding anyone, but admittedly, he had never done this sort of thing before.

Something with a moderate amount of thought behind it.

“Just… trust me with this, okay?” He chuckled before pushing the doors open, both of them walking through the office until he had found the light switch in the dark, illuminating part of the hall to reveal a table standing in the middle of the room’s space with two chairs pushed to each side of it and food waiting for… the two of them she realized.

She bit her lip as she turned around, facing his boyish grin when he looked down at her. He seemed so proud of it, she couldn’t hold in her giggle.

“I’m not even sure what I’m supposed to say right now. This is awesome.” She admitted as she walked into the gym, her heels echoing off the high walls and ceiling.

“Right?” He asked excitedly “I fuckin’ aced this.” He drawled and she shook her head.

“Don’t ruin the mood.” She muttered until he sneaked up behind her, pulling out the chair for her to sit on.

“And which one would that be?”

“One where you just take the freaking compliment and don’t act like you’ve invented date ideas.” She raised a challenging brow at him while he sat down across from her.

“Okay, ouch.” He pouted “How ‘bout you fix your attitude, princess?”

She inhaled a sharp breath at the sound of his pet name for her slipping past his lips.

He grinned. She glared back at him.

“How ‘bout you do it for me?”

The risky question had shot out of her before she had even had time to think about it, making her eyes go wide with realization a second later.

He looked equally stunned before he let out a disbelieving laugh.

“Deal, sweetcheeks.” He chuckled darkly, winking at her as he opened two beer bottles.

“But for that you’re gonna have to take me out for a drink first.” He said sarcastically, raising his own bottle.

She scoffed and clinked their glasses together.

“Oh, so this is what then exactly?” She retorted, raising the bottleneck to her smiling lips.

He leaned back in his chair, the cockiness never having left him.

“This is me enjoying the view, darlin’.” He replied before taking a few big gulps, his head leaning back slightly, still maintaining eye contact as he grinned.

“You’re such a pain in my ass, you know that?” And the second she realized it could also have a very different meaning, seeing him inhaling to comment on what she’d just said she blurted out “Don’t even, Tucker. I swear to god- “

To which he only suppressed a laugh and shook his head in embarrassment as if to correct himself or rather his naughty thoughts being the first ones to fill his head.

“Realized it the second you said it.” He chuckled, making a motion as if to zip his mouth shut.

“Seriously, don’t mess this up.” She began, fidgeting in her seat as she was desperately trying to get the rest of the words out.

“I’m really glad I’m here.” She admitted, biting the inside of her cheek as she awaited his reaction and his cocky smirk changed into something softer- something she had only ever seen a few, rare times since she’s met him. Only ever when he was with her.

“Me too.” He smiled brightly and it made her loosen up, smiling back and moving her hair behind her ears.

“So…” She started “What’s on the menu?”

He laughed.

“Only the best pizza in town.” He chuckled, opening the cardboard box to reveal the pepperoni pizza that was laying in front of them.

“Classic. Beer and pizza.” She chuckled.

“If it’s not from Stefano’s I’m going to be very disappointed.” She sighed, smelling the still-warm food.

He scrunched his face up as he looked back at her.

“Girl… the best one’s from that pizzeria down the street.” He stated, making her scoff.

“And I thought you could be trusted when it came to food.” She gasped.

“I’ll make you a deal” He smirked “You don’t like it, we go straight to Stefano’s right the fuck now.” He raised a challenging eyebrow at her.

“Fine” She pursed her lips before taking a slice and taking a bite, chewing for a moment before shrugging.

“Meh.”

Lance almost jumped out of his chair outraged, hand gesturing wildly.

“Wh- What’s that ‘meh’? Do you not have any taste buds, woman?” He protested, making her grin as she continued eating. Making him the one lashing out once in a while was fun. She did that while chewing on the piece.

He only realized she was still eating when he was halfway through his clamoring. His mouth fell shut.

“You like it?” He asked, perhaps a little annoyed.

She nodded “It’s good.” She giggled with a full mouth, making him huff.

“But not as good as Stefano’s.” She shrugged after having taken another bite, making him let out a chuckle.

“You’ve gotta be kidding me.” He muttered as he took a bite out of a slice.

She smiled as she looked at him and perhaps it was a little bit of everything;

The dinner itself in the gym where they first met, the fact that he’d brought pizza and beer instead of steak and wine, the way he looked in that white shirt and how they could joke around and tease each other without making it awkward…

But in that moment she realized that she really liked Lance Tucker.

And that realization didn’t make her shudder like it would’ve a month ago. No.

It rather filled her stomach with an indescribable warmth.

“Hey, uhm…” She began, the two of them already having finished two slices each as she wiped her fingers on the napkin lying next to her.

“I just wanna say that-” She started but as soon as she’d begun to make her confession, he’d shushed her, looking somewhere behind her with eyes wide open and terrified.

“What?” She stopped, turning her head to look over her shoulder.

The light in the room behind the back entrance had switched on, yet she couldn’t see anyone there, assuming that maybe it had been on the entire time.

“Lance?” She turned back to him in confusion, but before she could say anything else he had stood up and grabbed her hand, pulling her from her chair in surprise and walking them both across the gym.

“Hey!” She whined as they stopped in front of the storage room, fiddling with his keys.

“I’m not proud to say this” He began, pushing the door open before pushing her inside, following her into the darkness.

“But we gotta hide.”

“What?” She hissed loudly, the door clicking shut and her eyes took a few seconds to adjust to the little light that shone in through the small window, fresh air pouring into the room along with the brightness from the street lantern, illuminating them just enough to keep them from bumping into the utensils, ladders and shelves.

“I’m so sorry, god-” He muttered, taking her hand into his and stepping between two shelves which sheltered them and prevented anyone who entered the room from seeing the two of them.

“It’s security outside, but the new guy who doesn’t know me and would think we’re here illegally and call the cops on us, it’s- “

He huffed, running a hand through his hair.

“We’re kinda…” He mumbled, looking around the small space “Not allowed to be here right now?” He tried an awkward smile but even in the almost complete darkness he could see that she wasn’t amused, rather shocked and speechless.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” She sighed, holding a hand against her forehead as she closed her eyes in annoyance.

“I wish I were.” He said before a small laugh burst out of him.

“Don’t fucking lie to me Tucker, I swear if-” She started, just as confused as she was frustrated but she couldn’t let out any more of her anger on him before he had pressed a hand against her mouth to shut her up, moving her back against the shelf as his eyes were trained on the door and the light that was pouring in from underneath it, seeing the shadow of the security guys’ feet moving closer until he had stopped right in front of it.

Lucy’s breath came quick and hotly against his hand, staring up at him with big eyes as his gaze was so focused, brows knitting together while his shoulders tensed up.

She barely noticed the sound of the man rattling the door handle from outside to prove that it was truly locked, the pulse of her core thrumming through her entire body, deafening any potential noise that could distract her from looking away from his gorgeous face.

God, he was so fucking hot. And he cared. For her not to get caught, turning his broad back instinctively to shield her from anyone who might waltz through the door and ruin the scenery she was already making out inside her head.

He cared for his little sister. She had never witnessed any man as concerned for her as he had been that night a few days back, clutching the steering wheel as he had raced through the city, risking to lose his license and sanity to get Ana to the hospital and make her feel well again. Even brought her flowers.

Those damn flowers.

She regretted not having put them up in her own room from the beginning, enjoying their smell and let them take her back to better times back when she lived outside the city without all its smog and garbage.

Fuck, she wanted him.

She wanted him so bad.

“I think he’s gone-” He whispered, his gaze softening before he looked down at her, seeing her already dark eyes glinting somehow mischievously, but not smugly like she was about to throw a snarky comment at his head- more like desperately because there was so much lust pooling behind those eyes the sight of it made him forget what he was about to say, looking at her with such wonder and also puzzlement he couldn’t think of anything else but her.

“I, uhm…” He breathed, voice faltering and only then did he realize how closely they were actually pressed together. Against each other.

His hands were resting to each side of her head, having shielded her body with his own somewhat automatically and if he hadn’t lost his ability to speak before, he surely did as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down to meet his lips with hers.

His eyes shot wide open, seeing the slight furrow in her brow as she kissed him deeply, her hands holding the sides of his neck while he could only stand there like an imbecile, his brain not quite yet registering and catching up with the information of what the fuck had just happened- was still happening.

But once her hand went into his hair, tangling her fingers through the gel-stiffened strands to make it softer and easier to hold onto, his eyes fell close in an instant, stiff body loosening and sinking into her embrace as his arms immediately wound around her to pull her even closer. There was no way he was gonna fuck something up he’d been waiting to do since the minute he first saw her.

A small moan left her lips when his palm pressed into the small of her back urgently, driving her closer to him and making her arch her back as she opened her mouth for him- his tongue already having slid across her bottom lip to grant him access and so she did with just as much fervor.

Of cause he was battling for dominance, how could he not, but she had no desire to deny him that when he was just so- so- good at it.

You wouldn’t regret a night with me, babe.

His words had floated in her head ever since he’d said them out loud and in that moment, with his hands feeling over the fabric of her dress, moving lower to grab a handful of her ass and making him groan at the feel of it, she suddenly couldn’t wait to make those words come true fast enough.

She jumped up when his hands held onto the backs of her thighs, wrapping her legs around his waist and feeling her calves against his ass which was driving itself forward to rub his denim-clad erection against her dripping core.

His hands just couldn’t stop exploring.

Feeling the swell of her hips and ass underneath his touch was fucking amazing.

But what made his cock really twitch in his pants was running his fingers along her neck, grazing the pulse point to make her inhale a sharp breath before he’d bury them in her hair to tilt her head back and attack her throat with sucks and bites, nibbling and kissing until he’d reached her collarbone, already having her writhing and gasping in his arms.

“Lance…” She moaned and his pelvis involuntarily thrust forward at hearing his name fall from her plump lips so beautifully, his clothed cock rubbing against the thin layer of her panties which were separating him from driving himself inside her.

Her back was bumping into parts of the shelves’ metal behind her, making them rattle and shake until packages were raining down on them, landing on the ground with a dull sound.

Lucy pulled back long enough to break their kiss and gasp for air, making him listen to her as he was trying to catch his breath.

“You wanna… uhm-” He started, stealing her words. She grinned happily before she simply had to interrupt him.

“Your place or mine?”

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Taglist: @culturespark

[gutterdreams]

i wish you would [b. hargrove head canon]

This song is a God damn gem and I won’t hear arguments to the contrary.

The fight happened a couple days ago.

It started at school.

Well, at least for Billy, it did.

He had been fine around third period. He used the exchange of classrooms as a smoke break and the two of you stood outside under a grey sky, just chatting.

He kissed you goodbye after you gave him a stick of gum.

You had gym class and he was off to math.

Somewhere between math and the end of the day, something pissed Billy off.

You were even warned by a random classmate that he was in a mood.

That wasn't weird.

When you got to the parking lot and he ripped right by you in the Camaro, that was weird.

At exactly 4:18 PM, he called and let you know what was going on.

For a second, you felt that he was growing.

He would have never called and explained himself before.

"You slept with Gavin Daly?" 

It wasn't as if you had lied to him. He knew you had been with someone else before him. 

He never asked who.

"He can't make a decent free throw to save his life! Gavin Daly?" 

He kept groaning Gavin's full name is bisbelief.

You didn't want to defend something you did before you even knew Billy existed.

Besides, if you tried to explain that Gavin's basketball skills weren't what was important to you at the time...

Billy would have probably lit something on fire.

Luckily, you two weren't really arguing about Gavin.

Billy raged about the guy with the goofy smile for about a minute.

Then he kept going on on about how bad Gavin was at basketball.

"So, are you mad that I've been with him or that he was on your team last gym class?" 

This was not clear to you.

"Was he any good?" Billy grunted. Like a teenage girl being told she couldn't sit at the lunch table. 

You swore you heard his tongue pop from being wedged into his cheek.

"Huh? 

You still didn't know if this was about your first time or basketball.

"Was he better than me?" Billy clarified. That was the important question. 

"Umm.." 

Wrong answer. 

Even though you hadn't even answered yet.

"How?! How is that even possible?"

He has done from red hot irritated to a full fledged freak out. 

"I didn't even say anything!" You had to shout.

"There's no way he was any good! I've seen him in the showers!"

"I don't want to talk about his dick, Billy."

There was no way that conversation would go over well. 

Plus, you didn't really remember much.

You had been nervous and it was dark.

Gavin's room was a mess and you could hear his brother on the other side of the wall singing along to his Grease soundtrack.

Losing your virginity to a ten year olds off key rendition of "There Are Worse Things I Could Do" was not exactly how Cosmopolitan said it would be. 

You remembered how his brother couldn't hit the last note, but you couldn't remember if Gavin was circumsized or not.

"I don't want to talk about his dick either, but it's been inside you!"

"Fuck off." He had pushed you to curse at him. 

He was being a terror. 

"Billy, I don't know what you heard, but it's not really a story. Gavin and I were together once. It was like ten seconds and then I went home."

"Ten seconds." He actually snickered.

There was a soft silence, his breathing and the television in the background through the phone.

You were just about to ask if things were okay now when he started grumbling again.

"I don't know how I feel about having Gavin Daly's sloppy seconds."

"Fuck you, Billy! That's so rude!"

You weren't his property, you were his girlfriend.

Hell, if you had been a one night stand it would have been a rotten thing to say.

"I just never thought I would have anything in common with him! Calm down."

It was so infuriating whenever Billy would tell you to calm down.

He was a loose cannon lighting up over anything and everything, but God forbid, you express yourself.

"Yeah, well I never thought I would have anything in common with every peroxide blond in Irvine, but here we are!" "And, don't flatter yourself, you don't have anything in common with Gavin. Gavin would never be this insecure."

It was a low blow, but he had really hurt your feelings.

"Don't let me stand in your way. If you wanna go fuck Gavin and his tiny pecker, go for it!" 

He was not okay with that.

"Maybe, I will."

You absolutely weren't.

"Great."

"Awesome."

"You know, [YN], it's fucked up that - "

You didn't hear what was fucked up. 

You hung up.

Billy was dumbfounded and slamming his phone into its receiver over and over.

He went to call you back, but you just let it ring.

Now, it was two days later and it was two in the morning. 

You had to be up for school at seven, but you were still lying awake in your room with your mind reeling.

Why was Billy so infuriating? 

Why did it matter that you two had been with other people before? 

What were you two actually fighting about? 

In your favorite giant t shirt, your dad's from Notre Dame University, you still didn't feel any comfort. 

For such an insensitive and out of touch boy, Billy was good at comforting you.

He would tickle you until your laughter was easily confused with joyful screaming.

He would tell you to ignore whoever was bugging you.

He would tell you ten things he liked about you. 

He would kiss his way down your body.

You missed Billy.

It felt like clockwork 

Every twelve minutes or so, headlights would burst through your window and slide over you and your four wheels.

An engine roaring.

It sounded like the Camaro.

You hadn't heard from him since the fight. 

You doubted it was him.

There was enough room in Hawkins for two noisy dummies.

You wished it was him though. 

You wishes you could tell him that it was in the past.

It was no big deal, just a dumb fight. 

Another twelve minutes passed and the lights returned.

This time you swore you could hear a Neil Peart drum solo.

It had to be Billy then. 

You threw off the covers and sighed your way into a pair of baggy grey sweatpants.

They were huge and usually Billy wore them when he slept over. 

On your tip toes, you moved through your dark house as quietly as you could. 

The smell of rain greeted you as soon as you were outside.

You hugged your bare arms to your chest and walked off your front steps and down the driveway.

Maybe, it wasn't Billy driving around your neighborhood.

Maybe it was just wishful thinking and now you looked nuts.

Only a few minutes crept by, but you sat right where your driveway met the road.

Hugging your knees, you rested the side of your face on them and just waited.

A few cold drops of rain fell onto your elbows.

You stayed put thought 

This time it was only ten minutes.

The pavement shook under your feet slightly and you heard track three of the Rush album.

It was often the only tape you and Billy could agree on.

It was the blue Camaro and the brakes slammed on as he framed you between his blinding headlights. 

Billy turned off his stereo and just stared at you through the open window.

From your knees, you watched him back. 

"It's going to rain." He told you with his chin nodding to your house

He was silently telling you to go inside.

It seemed rude, but it was Billy's way of showing he cared.

He didn't want you to get sick. 

"I can't sleep." Clearly, he couldn't either. 

He always drove around when he was up in the middle of the night, but he didn't usually do loops around your street. 

"Yeah, I keep thinking about how I pissed you off." 

Billy was no stranger to upsetting people.

He just really liked having you on his side.

"I keep thinking I shouldn't have hung up."

He was just being such a pain in the ass. 

He was here now though. 

You tried not to read into it, but you stood up and walked over to him. 

"Why do you have to push my buttons? Why does everything have to be a fight?" You honestly asked, curling your fingers around the window and playing with the lock of his car door. 

"I don't even remember what we were fighting about..." He mumbled while looking at the crooked lines of your bent knuckles.

He loved your hands.

They always kept him centered.

He thought guys who held their girlfriends hands were whipped pussies, but that was until he took up with you.

Billy looked as sad as you sounded. 

Like a puppy that just had it's cold nose bopped by a rolled up newspaper. 

"I'm glad you came back..." Softly, you admitted while looking at his knees trembling under the wheel.

"Always." Billy scoffed as a promise. "I could never stay mad." 

Hair falling around his face, he was looking up and into you. 

"Even though I was with Gavin Daly?"

He threw his head to the side, hiding his frustrated eyes.

But he went back and looked at your hand again, covering it with his from the wheel.

"Yeah. Even though."

He didn't want you to punish him for stupid desicions he made in the past.

So he had to get over it.

It didn’t matter anyway and Billy knew that deep down inside.

[sky-writes-daydreams]

How They Met Chapter Ten

A/N: Yes I know. Horrible update schedule. I just couldn’t wait any longer. :) Plus I can’t sleep so let’s see if I can keep you all up as well! Hahaahahah No seriously though, Thank you so much for continued support. It means a lot to me honestly.

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I passed out that night on the bed still crying. I woke up that morning and went right for a shower. In such a humid town like lestallum, I always soaked my shirts at night. Only as I pulled it off, another scent got my attention. Even just the brief time he held me, Ardyn’s cologne had rubbed off onto my shirt. I quickly threw it into my bag and buried it away from me. Just smelling him again and remembering set it off all over again to the point I was almost sick in the shower.

I stayed in that room for a week. I didn’t leave except to get some food. I needed to think about some stuff and calm down. I ignored my phone as well for the whole week. I knew ardyn texted and even called at least one. I just couldn’t bring myself to answer. I had just decided to leave and get back to hunting when someone else called. I looked before answering with a small smile.

“Hi Iggy.”

“Skylar. Thank the gods. Are you ok?”

“Yeah…. I guess I am.” I got into my jeep then and sighed. It felt good to be back in Bella.

“You don’t sound it… Where are you?”

“Lestallum. Been here for the past week. I got an escort into a base to get my Jeep out. I didn’t see your car.”

“Oh no worries. We’ve got Regalia. We’ve just been worried about you. Things between you and the Chancellor seemed…” I felt it then. The slight pang at the mention of him.

“It’s over… I… I sent him away.” My voice dropped. I tried to keep it from doing that but It honestly hurt. I pushed away a good friend all because of my own insecurities. Ignis picked up on it as well.

“I hope it wasn’t on our behalf…”

“It wasn’t. Look Can we talk about something else? How did you get Regalia back?”

“We broke in. He made an appearance but only to save us from Ravus.”

“So he kept that promise… Good. She ok?”

“Perfect condition. Cindy just checked her over in case and there’s not even a tracker.” I smiled then.

“Smart move… you boys hitting the road again?”

“Yes. You as well?”

“Yeah…” I looked up then and sighed. This part of Cleigne was suffocating me.

“I’m going to hit some of my older stomping grounds.”

“Will you stay in signal?”

“I’m not sure honestly…. I’ll text if I find any tombs at least.” I smiled then.

“I think I know where one is anyway…”

“What? Where?”

“On a volcano…. I’ll send you a photo of the building. If it is one, I’ll tell you the location.”

“Very well. Skylar…. If you need anything, Call. Ok?” I smiled a bit then. He was worried still. I wasn’t hiding it as well as I thought I was.

“You got it Ignis. Same to you guys. I’ll see you around.”

“Of course. See you soon.” He hung up then and I smiled. They were such dorks. I quickly put my phone in the middle console and started Bella up. I didn’t need Directions for where I was going. I pulled out of lestallum and quickly headed north east on the highway. It was the fastest way up to the Rock of Ravatogh. I heard a while back that they were having demon issues again so where better to clear my head? Didn’t help that it was an active Volcano. No one would or could bug me up there.

I wish I had been right about that. It was only my second night up there. I had climbed up at least twice during the day and my body was sore. I had just gotten a shower and laid out on the bed in the back of the RV turning on the tv just to have some background noise while I slept. It was a pretty comfy bed for an rv honestly. That part always shocked me. I finally pulled out my phone after being super busy and checked. At least one new message from him. I didn’t dare check them. I didn’t trust myself not to text him back. I quickly turned it off and curled up under the light blanket and sighed. It was going to be better this way.  I could go to altissia and just hunt and not worry about politics or anything this way. I wish I could convince my brain of that.

That night I honestly dreamed. It was rare for me to have dreams that I could remember or truly see. I was running through the desert. I couldn’t see what was chasing me but I knew it was bad. I was scared. Only there was someone in front of me and I had to get to them. If I could get to them, I’d be safe. That was all I knew. Get to them and be safe. They’d protect me. Only when I was about five feet away, they turned. Those wine colored locks, that stupid smile and coat. His arms opened and right as I took another step the ground under me gave. I jolted awake terrified of falling and instantly wanting to choke. I could smell his cologne. I quickly checked my shirt and the blanket but it wasn’t from that. Then I heard it. That god forsaken chuckle. I checked the tv and there was a character that had the same laugh. I quickly turned it off and packed back up. It was only two so I’d be fine. I got my stuff and quickly ran across the road and hit the trail. The smell was in the RV so I couldn’t stay there. Not without having all of that come back up. I didn’t want to deal with that. Not now and not ever again.

I kept my promise that day. As soon as the sun rose I climbed the rest of the Volcano and I got a photo of the odd building on the side of the mountain. It has been there all my life so when the next day, the boys showed up, I wasn’t shocked. I had gone back to the caravan for the simple fact it had a shower and just walked out for the day’s journey up to get some wyvern wings for someone when they pulled up. I had been staying up at the haven ever since that dream. I stayed close by and the second Ignis killed the car, Noctis jumped out and came over.

“Where?” I tilted my head and he smiled.

“The tomb. Where is it?”

“Near the top… End of the trail.” He stopped then and I sighed.

“What?”

“You hiked up there?”

“Um… Yeah. Like… three times now? It’s not that hard.” I scratched the back of my head then and waved as Prompto came over. He smiled then and held out an ebony. I guess they could tell I had barely slept.

“Thought you might need this.” I stopped then and Ignis came close smiling.

“Go ahead. I gave permission.” I nodded then and got it.

“Thanks…” I cracked it open easily and took a drink. Gladio came close and smiled.

“You’ve been busy. All the hunts are done except one that none of us are ranked for.” I smiled then.

“I just slept about four hours… So yeah. And I’ve got a favor to do up there so if we’re going…. Make sure you’ve got potions and stuff.” They nodded and the younger ones ducked into the store. I made sure my gear was on correct now that I was waking up. Ignis came over as I was tying my left boot though.

“Sup specs?”

“What’s going on?”

“Hm?”

“You’ve barely slept… Pretty sure you lost what little weight you had… you’ve been out of contact for over a week now Skylar…” I sighed then as I got it tied and lowered my pants over it. He was seriously worried. I looked up then.

“I’m barely sleeping because I can’t. I try to sleep but my mind won’t shut down. So I hunt and I work until I drop. I lost weight because yes… I stopped eating for a bit. I’m fine though… I appreciate the worry but calm down… you’ve got a wanna be king to look out for.” I got his shoulder then.

“I’ve survived this long… I’m not ending my streak just yet.” He nodded once then.

“Understood.” I nodded and smiled.

“Now come on. Remember that Ginger I told you about?” He looked at me then and I smiled.

“This is where I get it from.” I pointed up to the mountain then and watched his eyes widen slightly.

“The mountain?!” I nodded then.

“I know where all the patches are. So… Besides to make sure you all don’t die, I’m coming with to share.” He nodded then and made sure we took off shortly after.

“God you guys are pussies…. Crownsguard must not do a lot of training if I can outhike you.” I knelt down near the haven at the edge of a cliff. Noctis was below me trying to climb up with gladio under him. He looked up then.

“You’re insane and been up here before. We haven’t. Shush.” I laughed then and offered him a hand to pull him up. He took it and I got him up. Gladio was next and he was even breaking a sweat. Prompto was after him and honestly fell in the haven. Ignis was last and seemed the less winded. I offered him a hand and easily got him up. He smiled then as he adjusted his glasses.

“They are right… Your experience shows.” I shrugged then smiling.

“It’s just fun to see how fast I can make it up here…. It’s one of the last places I have good memories with my dad at.” He stopped then and I smiled.

“They were hunters too… got their tags when I was fourteen.”

“Oh… I’m sorry.” I shrugged then.

“Shit happens. Now, Ready for part two?”

“There’s a part two?!” I looked back and the boys were staring at me stunned. I nodded and pointed across the huge gap below us.

“On the other side of this, is the tomb.” They groaned then but got up off the rocks. Gladio had stripped off his shirt and smiled.

“You ok?” I nodded. I had taken off the light coat I was wearing halfway up and now used it to dab away sweat. Left in nothing but a tank and my cargo pants with my satchel, I was a sight for sure.

“Used to this. So come on… Before that thunder head of a zu comes back.” I took off then missing whatever look they were giving me.

Second part of the hike was the easy part. We found the tomb easily and Noctis got the royal arm he needed. I stayed outside at the overlook while they got it. It wasn’t my place to go into a royal tomb after all. I was sitting there with my legs dangling off when they came back. The view was amazing for sure. I heard prompto take a photo before he sat down next to me. The others did as well and I saw Noctis smile.

“Awesome View.” I nodded then and smiled.

“Not as good as one from the arches in Duscae…. But it is nice.” They laughed then and I smiled.

“You guys didn’t come just for the arm did you?”

“Nope.” I nodded then and Noctis looked over.

“You’re a friend…. You go awol for over a week and people will worry. Especially when you’re spotted leaving an Imperial base.” I nodded then and smiled.

“I get it guys…. Just… things have happened. I need to work them out on my own…. And make a choice I guess.” I sighed then looking down.

“I got too close to a fire… and while it didn’t burn me… I got scared. So I ran…. I hid and now… I’m running….” I gripped the edge then.

“It felt good… I was safe…. I wasn’t scared of the future or anything…. But if things went wrong, It could have hurt me and a lot of others including you all…. And I can’t stand that. I can’t risk everyone for my own sake.”

“Says who?” I bit my lip then. Noctis was looking right at me.

“Skylar… you’re our friend. As you’ve pointed out, I’m a nobody to you. Just a friend. You don’t have anything to do with my stuff… It affects you yeah because you live here…. But considering how I’m ready to throw everything away if it means seeing Luna again safe and sound… I’m the last one you need to be saying that selfless stuff to.” I laughed then but it didn’t stop the tears.

“I’m scared…. Because if you throw everything away for that one thing… into this one fire to keep it alive… and it still goes out….”

“If it’s real… it’ll never go out…. I haven’t seen luna in over 12 years… Yet I know I want to see her… To see that smile again and hear her laugh… So much so I’ve dragged these three all over lucis in search of my royal legacy so I’m strong enough to protect her and our people.”

“Yeah, it’s been a real pain!” I looked just in time to see gladio headlock him and I laughed. Ignis smiled then.

“He is right…. Taking a risk of getting burnt can sometimes be worth it…. After all.. I did just get some Ginger out of it.” He held up the small pouch of ginger he collected and that only made it worse. I fell back laughing then and Prompto joined me.

“Nice to hear you laughing hon. You must not have laughed a lot lately.”

“It’s been hard…” He nodded then and smiled.

“You know what helps?” I looked over and soon yelped as he hugged me. Only then we got picked up by gladio who hugged us both. Quickly I was in the middle of a group hug and even if I couldn’t breathe, I felt better. For those few seconds… I felt ok enough to smile through the tears.