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โHermione still isnโt quite sure how it happened. Or why she canโt bring herself to stop. She suspects theyโre breaking at least a hundred St. Mungoโs rules, not to mention destroying healer-patient ethical protocol. But there is something about Draco Malfoy that just makes her lose her head. He gets under her skin, steals her logic and reduces her to instinct. And her instincts are screaming that he should be inside her, preferably with his hands around her throat.โ
#draco malfoy#draco x hermione#dramione#fanfic#hermione granger#dramione wip#current wip#writing wip#dramione smut#smutty smut smut#one shot#harry potter fanfiction#hp fandom#hp fanfic#smutty reads#smutty fanfiction#smut fic
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Art by Mon Reyes (do not use without permission! Reblogs only!)
Book is: Stroopwafels & Starlight by D.J. Russo
Five (left) and Sanne! (right)
#monster romance#alien romance#indie authors#indie author#romance books#books#monster boyfriend#monster lover#monster x human#monster fuckers#monster fucker#monster smut#monsters#monster fuqqer#smut#writeblr#writing community#writers of tumblr#smut author gonna smut#smutty reads#smutty romance#gargoyle boyfriend
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โ๐๐ค๐ช ๐ฅ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ง, ๐๐๐๐ฎ, ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐โ๐ข ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐จ๐๐ง๐ซ๐.โ
๐ซก ABSOLUTELY.
Sign me up.
Say yes.
Whatever Killian says, absofuckinglutely goes.
๐ค BUT how is it this book was SO good yet SO SO HARD to actually finish?
#god of malice#rina Kent#legacy of gods#dark romance#touch her and die#who did this to you#psychopath x goodgirl#enemies to lovers#forced dating#obsessive mmc#masked men#spicy reads#smutty reads
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โฃย ๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ซ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ : ๐๐๐ฆ๐จ
โฃ ๐๐๐ง๐ซ๐(๐ฌ): ๐๐ฎ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐๐ฅ, ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐๐, ๐๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ฒ,๐
โฃ ๐น๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ถ๐๐๐๐๐๐ | ๐น๐ถ ๐จ๐๐๐ | ๐ฎ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐จ๐๐๐ | ๐ฐ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐
๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐ ๐๐๐ "๐ณ๐๐๐ ๐ท๐๐๐
๐๐๐" ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ด๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฎ๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐
๐
๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐.
๐ฏ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐
๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐ด๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐. ๐จ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐จ๐๐
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐-๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐...
โฃย ๐ธ๐๐ก๐๐, ๐น๐๐ฅ๐, ๐๐๐๐๐: ๐ป๐ผ๐๐
โฃ ๐พ๐๐๐ฃ๐(๐ค): โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ธ๐๐ฅ๐๐ ๐, ๐๐๐-๐๐, ๐
โฃ โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ก๐ฅ๐๐ ๐๐ค | โ๐ ๐ธ๐ค๐๐ค | ๐พ๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐ธ๐ค๐๐ค | ๐๐๐ค๐ฅ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐
๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ ๐๐๐-๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฑ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ต๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐'๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ข๐๐๐๐.
๐ป๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ข ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐'๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐'๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฐ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐.
#if game#interactive game#interactive fiction#romance if#action#supernatural#if wip#if demo#superpowers#VV-if#ABO-if#twine#action adventure#mystery#interactive story#twine game#romance#super soldier#lgbtq#reader things#spicy stories#smutty reads#Vice Virtue#Alpha Beta Omega#interactive novel#romance reader#long post#twine if#twine wip#twine interactive fiction
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Title drop ๐คญ coming soon to Inkitt!
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Abject Affection: A Taboo MM Dark Romance
#mm romance#dark romance books#original story#slasher fucker#tabooromance#male slash#slash fiction#booktok#smut books#smutty romance#smutty reads#hurt/comfort#indie author#inkitt
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For those who crave a little spice in their reads ๐ถ๏ธ๐โจ
Letโs enjoy the steamy adventures and magical tales together. Hereโs to our favorite smutty stories and the worlds they bring to life!
#romantasy#smutty books#smutty reads#romance reader#spicy books#book art#spicy reads#spicy romance#bookish art#spicy romantasy#animated gif#booktok#illustration#ะบะฐะบะพัะฐะบะฐะฝะตะบะฐะบะพ#somethinglikethat#spicy fantasy#book lover#steamy reads
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Alix was a cop on a mission, but she never expected to be kidnapped by a drug lord. Now she's trapped on his island with a new body he designed for her. She has no way out, no hope of rescue. She's his toy, his fantasy, his prisoner. Will she ever see her home again, or is she doomed to live in this hell?
Trapped In Paradise is out now on Kindle and Kindle Unlimited.
Amazon - http://mybook.to/TrappedInParadise
#lizzygreybooks#kindleunlimited#book tumblr#romance novel#bookblr#steamyreads#steamyromance#dark romance#smutty romance#the smuttier the better#smutty reads#readers of tumblr#bookish
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what book are you reading atm?
Pucking Around (a โwhy chooseโ, MMMF hockey romance, PWP).
Itโs my โtrash readโ, next Iโm finishing Crescent City and rereading Frankenstein!
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List of โmix of random dialogue and non-dialogue, smut and non-smutโ prompts
โIโm a mess because of you.โ โYouโre my mess.โ โIโmโฆ Iโm your mess.โ (FUCKING HELLO BITCH DO NOT- WLKFNFKLN Iโll get on my knees for you, my loveโ)
โThatโs my baby girl/baby boy.โ (Can he justโ HEWOQKNFWKELNF)ย
โYou look so hot like that.โ
โGod, you turn me on so much.โ
โFuck, Iโm gonna comeโโ Character B whimpers, hips bucking into Character Aโs. โMm, yeah? Then come for me,โ Character A murmurs, stroking their fingers through Character Bโs hair. (The noises he made as he came undone were SO FUCKING HOT BYE. those WHIMPERS?? FUCKING DELICIOUSSSSS LET ME HEAR MORE OF THEM, I BEG- ALSO WHO KNEW I HAD IT IN ME TO SAY THAT TO SOMEONE LMFAO, โthen come for meโ WQBHRELWJKNEWF BITCH. GET OUTTT-)
Those sweet little noises Character B tries so hard to suppress but is unable to as they come undone.
โIโm such a fucking wreck right nowโฆโ
โImagine how good Iโd feel inside of you.โ (FUCKIFKSKSKKSKSKS WHEN HE SAID THAT AND I WAS LIKE LKENFKLEWNF-)
โI love you so much,โ Character B murmurs, hugging Character A closer to them. (๐ฅน๐ฅน๐ฅน HE SAID IT HE SAID IT HE SAID ITTT ๐ญ Heโs said it over text before but now itโs in person and Iโm actually gonna WEEP EWKLNFWEEFN)
โI love you for you, and Iโm going to continue to love you. Iโll always love and support you no matter what,โ Character B reassures after Character A spills out their anxieties and worries to them about a situation theyโve been so, so scared to tell them about; scared of how Character B would react. (โฆIโm just going to say I love this man so much.)ย
โWhen I first met you, I didnโt know you were like this,โ Character A murmurs, slowly grinding their hips down against Character Bโs. Character B grins up at them, hands wrapped around their thighs, squeezing gently. โYeah, and I didnโt know I was like this, either. And I thought you were shy when I first met you... Now look at you, huh?โย
Character A not knowing how sensitive their breasts are until Character B pays full attention to them with their mouth. (โฆI WILL NOT SAY ANYTHING ELSE BUT FUCK YESโ)ย
Character A tearing up as they try to be vulnerable with Character B, and Character B reassuring them by telling them they can take their time and itโs okay if they canโt say it right now; that they can say it when theyโre ready.ย
โI donโt think Iโve ever been so enamoured by someone,โ Character A murmurs, caressing Character Bโs face. (IโM A POETIC SIMP, WHAT CAN I SAYโ)ย
โFuck, why are youโ Mmhโ why are you doing this to me?โ
โWe can take things as slow as you want. I want you to be comfortable, and as long as youโre happy, then Iโm happy.โย (PLEASE WJDJJS IM CRYING AHH, howโd I get someone so sweet sjkdms)
โWe can rent a hotel somewhereโฆ You can be as loud as you want then, hm?โ (HEโS JUST FUCKING OUT HERE, YOUR HONOUR!!)ย
โFuck me,โ Character A whimpers as Character Bโs hips picks up with speed. โI could if you wanted me to,โ Character B grunts.ย (SIR- FUCK OFF ISTFGGG)
Character B placing their hand on Character Aโs thigh while theyโre sitting down.
Character B wrapping their arm around Character Aโs shoulders and pulling them closer to them, letting Character A rest their head on their shoulder.
Character B leaning in for a kiss and Character A shyly leaning in to give them a quick peck on the lips.ย
โWhatever I do, Iโll always be adorable to you, wonโt I? Even if I do the most heinous shit known to mankindโโ โYes. Yes, youโll always be adorable to me.โย
โYou sure you donโt wanna close the blinds? People outside could see usโฆโ โTrust me, they wonโt.โ (this FUCKING GUY, but I guess he wasnโt wrong after I took a closer look at the blindsโ)ย
โYouโre enjoying yourself up there, arenโt you?โ Character B teases, watching through hooded lids as Character A rides them while clothed. โDoes it look like I am?โ Character A questions, breathless.ย
โYou justโฆ You make me happy.โ (YOU DO TOO, MY LOVE <333)ย
โYouโve always been so caring and supportive of me so I donโt know why I doubted youโฆ Iโm sorry.โย
Character A being ticklish on their neck whenever Character B plants soft feather like kisses there, so Character B plants even more soft kisses there, turning Character A into a giggling mess.ย
Kisses on the eyelids. (The softest shit EVER)
โDidnโt realise your objective was to get into my pants all this time,โ Character B teases, and Character A rolls their eyes, a breathless laugh leaving them. โYou know thatโs not true. I think youโre the one who has the objective of getting into my pants,โ Character A throws back. Character B shakes their head with a chuckle. โThatโs not true.โ
โHow are we gonna manage being away from each other for a whole month?โ Character A murmurs softly. โMmmh, weโll somehow manage,โ Character B reassures, stroking their fingers through Character Aโs hair.
โHow are you going to manage without this for a whole month?โ Character B questions as Character A grinds down on them. โI donโt think I fucking will is the thing,โ Character A admits, unabashedly.
Character B moving Character Aโs hair out of their face to plant gentle kisses on their face.
Character B laying their head on Character Aโs stomach and Character A fondly saying to them, โYouโre such a baby,โ while carding their fingers through their hair.
Character B snuggling up next to Character A, post-orgasm. (SIRRRR- PEHFLKEWNELKWNF)ย
Character A moaning Character Bโs name and Character B losing their self-restraint over it. (Maybe I did it on purpose to turn him onโ) ย
#long post#tried adding comments under the โkeep reading tagโ as footnotes but that didn't work out very well so here we are e;lfgmlr;emf#based on personal experience HEHEHAHAGAHA#im running out of names for these lists ffs#cat guy chronicles#just realised a lot of this is smutty than not-smutty lmfao#smut prompts#suggestive prompts#dialogue prompts#fluff prompts#otp prompts#writing scenarios#writing prompts
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MDZS fix-it AU where Shang Qinghua saves Wei Wuxian and the Wens from the burial mounds, for a price...
Shang Qinghua, handing WWX a contract: Just sign here and I will provide food and shelter for you and your people
Wei Wuxian: What's the catch. No one does anything for free
Shang Qinghua: I bring up what I'm owed in the third paragraph
Wei Wuxian, reading out loud: ...'Shang Qinghua, and only Shang Qinghua, has the right to write about Wei Wuxian's love life in any manner he sees fit.' Why would you want this?
Shang Qinghua: Look, are you going to sign it or what?
#sqh (looking at the top eligible bachelor list): did someone say harem au?#wwx and the wens disappeared from the cultivation world#the only thing left of him are a bunch of smutty novels that followed his disappearance#lwj will find him#even if it means reading every book that was published by sqh for clues#(you don't understand he needs to read them all it's very important)#wei wuxian#wei ying#shang qinghua#airplane shooting towards the sky#mxtx#mxtx svsss#mxtx mdzs#svsss#mdzs#scum villian self saving system#mo dao zu shi#the grandmaster of demonic cultivation
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From my instagram:
Mon Reyes did the artwork!
Before there was Xavian, the sweet-and-spicy bodyguard space elf... there was Five. An equally smart but deadly gargoyle-like alien just trying to get the F off the planet so he can be left alone in peace.
He gets more than he bargains for, of course, when he crash lands in the Netherlands and meets Sanne.
Parents aren't supposed to have favorites, but as an author, I definitely do. Stroopwafels & Starlight's Five and We Own the Stars's Xavian are two of my favorite MMCs I've written!
If you read and enjoyed We Own the Stars, then I highly recommend moving straight into Stroopwafels & Starlight.
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Something I haven't mentioned in the past because it never comes up in the plot itself is that yes, this book is still inherently queer, because Five is pansexual! If you're cute, have a cute personality, then you're game to him.
Sanne, on the other hand, is straight. No one has asked me about her, but I figured I'd mention it anyway hahaha.
#diverse books#alien books#alien romance books#sci fi romance books#fantasy romance books#romance books#paranormal romance books#monster romance#smutty reads#monster smut#monster fucker#monster x human#monster boyfriend#booklr#writelr#lgbt authors#queer authors
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Must've been a really good book . . . โผ๏ธ๐ฆ
Find the full uncensored version on twitter or bsky
#furry#furry art#furry oc#deer girl#pommy's art#if you're gonna read at the park you should probably bring a less smutty book. or at least a longer skirt !#i love drawing my trans animal girls <3
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he catches you writing smut (18+)
pairing: Kamisato Ayato x F!Reader
genre: smut
wc: 2.6k
kink warning: a line or two about panty sniffing lol
There was a pretty popular erotic novel currently published by the Yae Publishing House. Hundreds of copies so far have been sold in Inazuma. It was released by an anonymous author, a story telling the tale between a CEO and his secretary. Although the people werenโt too familiar with the concept of a corporation, people really did enjoy the little power dynamic between a dominant CEO and his submissive secretary. Smut had recently grown popular in Teyvat, and this erotic novel was the current driving force of it all.
Little did they know that you were the author, the current lady of the Kamisato Clan, and the Yashiro Commissioner's wife. You had based the male lead off of your own husband. Surely if you revealed your identity, the whole of Inazuma would be in uproar and you would soil the Kamisato Clanโs name. That was why it was your own dirty little secret, the fact that you were writing erotic fiction based on you and your husband, a little secret that only you and Yae Miko know.
What you didnโt expect was for the novel to reach the insides of the Estate. Housekeepers were gushing about it during their breaks, retainers were talking about how their partners wanted to try these different positions from the novelโฆ You couldnโt help but be mortified, yet flattered, that so many people enjoyed your dirty novel.
It wasnโt until the news had reached your husbandโs ears did you really, really get in trouble.
Kamisato Ayato called his wife to his study after a long day of duties for the both of them. Usually, he would invite her to tea if they had the time to talk about what they had for plans during the week.
You took a sip of your tea, relishing in the nice silence after a bustling day and the warmth that the tea brought.
โThereโs this novel that has been the talk of the town lately,โ Ayato said and you did everything you could not to choke on your tea.
โAh, I heard the staff speaking about it this week. My, I wonder what had caught their attention like soโฆโ You replied as casually as you could.
โMm.โ He replied briefly and took something out of his jacket. You tried not to tense up as you recognized the familiar pink book cover, of course graced with the illustration of the main couple that suspiciously had the same hair color as you and Ayato. โAh, yes, let me read the title out loud. โThe Nightly Trysts of Hayato and his Lover.โ Hm, a strange title indeed. This โHayatoโ character has a similar name and appearance to mine.โ
You wanted to cringe at the entire name. Guuji Yae was the one who suggested such an embarrassing title. She said it would attract a more mature audience who enjoyed that sort of fantasy. Ayato maintained his relaxed smile despite reading all of that, and you didnโt like it one bit. It meant he was currently hiding something he knew, and you were too scared to delve into what exactly that was.
โAhโฆโ You had to keep your calm, even though you wanted to scream into your own pillow right now. If you showed any sort of discomfort or anxiety, your husband would recognize it right away. After all, nothing came past your husband with that sharp mind of his. โPerhaps itโs just a coincidence?โ
โHm, maybe so. Shall I read the summary?โ
No. Please, archons, no.
He continued anyway, despite your inner thoughts pleading him not to. He read off the summary on the back of the book with his same laxed voice, detailing a CEO who was currently smitten by his secretary, who starts to avoid him at all costs once she sees him half naked on a business trip. The CEO, frustrated, chased after the secretary and had an erotic time with her in his office.
โIt sounds interesting,โ you forced a smile on your face.
โDoesnโt it? I started to skim through it whenever I had time off during the day.โ
โOh?โ You wanted to cry at this point, a wide smile plastered on your face. Heโs noticed. Heโs definitely noticed. โDo you like it so farโฆ?โ
โItโs surely an interesting read. This male lead named Hayatoโฆ The way the author describes him, with light blue hair and light blue eyes and a small mole on his left lower lipโฆโ Ayatoโs smile remained the same, although the corner of his eyes crinkle a bit, indicating a more mischievous look. โHe sure does sound like me.โ
โHahaโฆโ You let out a forced laugh. โMaybe someone is a fan of your appearance.โ
โIt appears so.โ He flipped through the pages casually. โSuch a detailed little novel. This author sure does have a penchant for writing erotic scenes.โ
โThey must be passionate about their work.โ You felt like your smile could break your face at this point.
โMmโฆ The female lead sounds quite familiar as well. Her name is similar to yours.โ
โI-is it?โ
โIndeed. The same eye and hair color too.โ
โWow. What a huge coincidence!โ
He chuckles softly. โMy dear, thereโs no need to play dumb anymore.โ
โWhatever do you mean?โ Your voice wavered a bit, but you were committed to it.
โYouโre going to keep playing this game? Very well then.โ He stood up and took your hand.
โA-Ayato?โ
With one fellow swoop, he helped you to stand up. Before you knew it, he led you over to your bedroom, locking the door behind him and guided you to sit on the edge of the bed.
โLet me read out an excerpt I found interesting,โ Ayato stated as he looked at the book, although he made small glances at you too while reading. โHe pins her down to the bed and kisses her passionately. His blue and white sheets were softer than anything sheโs ever felt, but that thought was soon taken away by the force of his lips upon her.โ His usually relaxed smile soon morphed into a smirk. โMy, I didnโt realize you were such a big fan of our blue and white sheets.โ
Without a doubt, the bedsheets in the room you shared had always been blue and white for the last few years. Suddenly, he pinned you down against the sheet, his hand pushing your shoulder gently so you rested back against the bed, just as he had read from the book. And then he simply leaned down to kiss you, his soft lips meshing with yours as you felt yourself melt in his embrace. Your lips came together gently, although there was a playful bounce to his kisses that you did not expect, and soon, his tongue ended up pushing against yours.
He chuckled after he parted away from you, leaving you panting and breathless from the makeout session. โCat got your tongue, my dear? Or will you finally admit the truth?โ
โI-I donโt know what youโre talking aboutโฆโ Your cheeks grew hotter as he tried to corner you into admitting that you were the author.
โMmโฆ Sure, you donโt.โ His lips made their way to kiss your neck, his tongue hot as he bit and sucked on the skin there. โDid you really feel that lonely that you had to write erotica off of our experiences? Have I not shown you enough attention lately?โ
โD-Donโt say thatโฆ!โ Your voice grew weaker as he teased you, your resolve slowly crumbling the more he kissed you. โYou know thatโs not the caseโฆ!โ
โHehe,โ he let out another small chuckle. โYouโre so cute when youโre flustered. Tell me, y/n, do you just like our experiences so much that you put it into a novel?โ
You gasped as his hands went under your robe, undoing your clothes and caressing your breast through your undergarments. His fingers tease your nipples through your bra, pinching the sensitive bud and flicking it around. You let out small whimpers from the teasing.
โShall I reenact one of the scenes I was particularly fond of?โ
โPlease noโฆโ you begged.ย
โWhy not?โ
โI-itโs embarrassing.โ
โI think itโs endearing that my lovely wife has such vivid fantasies.โ He smiled down at you and then started to strip you naked of your clothes. โI could drown in the beauty of your body, my love.โ He repeated a line from the novel as he kissed down your neck to your chest.
You let out soft pants as he unraveled your body, his eyes raking every inch as if he hadnโt memorized it all already. He gave your breasts another squeeze, pinching the bare nipple before he slowly dragged it down your rib cage to your lower abdomen before resting right in front of your aching core. It just sat there, his palm digging into your mound as your hips buckled, wanting more and more stimulation.
โPatience, loveโฆโ Ayato gave you a calculating smirk as he picked up the book once again and flipped to a bookmarked page. He read off another excerpt. โHe buried his face into her pussy, panties on, sniffing and tasting her neediness that drenched through the soft fabric.โ Ayato took a finger and ran it gently along your slit, and you did everything you could not to beg him for more despite your legs trembling slightly from anticipation. โMy, I didnโt realize my wife had such fantasies about her panties like this. Such a pervert, wanting me to sniff her precious flower like a deranged animal .โ
โMmโฆ n-no, t-thatโs not trueโฆโ you tried to deny, but your flushed body and face were saying otherwise.ย
โSuch a lewd expression,โ he chuckled and crawled down, taking a sniff of your core straight through your underwear. โYou smell delightful,โ his voice deepened, almost guttural, as his tongue dipped to languidly lick at your clit.ย
You let out a soft cry, which was like music to his ears. Ayato wanted to laugh in amusement, his own mind twisting into pure sadistic pleasure. Who wouldโve known that his own wife would be such a naughty little thing? He savored her taste, enjoying the way she writhed beneath him. With one fluid motion, he pulled her underwear off and sucked at her wet core, kissing and slurping all of her love juices.ย
Your mind was all fuzzy as pleasure filled your lower region. Your legs wrapped around his head, hips buckling as he ate you out, dipping his tongue into your pussy as deep as he could before taking it out to swirl around your clit. It reminded you of the scene you wrote in the book, and you wonder how committed he was going to be to the scene.
Nevertheless, it seemed like he was going to tease you nonstop until you finally admit that you were the author.
He then pushed a finger into you, stretching out your walls and he admired the way your walls tensed around his digit, how your moans grew louder and louder. One, and then two, he started to pump his fingers, curling them to hit the spot you liked the most whilst his tongue continued flicking against your clit. Your hands made its way to his soft blue hair, and it wasnโt long before you came all over his fingers and lips.ย
You panted as he took himself out of you, your eyes watching as he licked your juices off his fingers before he positioned his waist in between your legs.
โAre you ready, princess?โ His hands undid his pants, taking out his cock as he rubbed the length against your sensitive slit. You just came, after all, so he was getting well lubricated with your juices.
You whined a bit as you needily stuck your arms out, and Ayato chuckled as he bent down to meet your lips. Your arms wrapped around his neck to pull him closer. He kissed you deeply and a bit more rough this time as you felt his cock grinding against your wet, warm pussy. He wanted you so bad, but he also wanted to stay committed to his teasing.
โMmโฆ Ayato, put it in alreadyโฆโ You scolded him as he continued to grind against you, occasionally slapping the tip of his rock hard cock gently against your clit.ย
โI donโt think soโฆโ He said after pulling away from your tongue, smirking down at you. He hissed a bit as he continued to rub his length up and down, his other hand making its way to squeeze your breast. โNot until you admit it.โ
โAre you seriously still on that?!โ You moaned in frustration, wiggling your hips in hopes that heโd just put it inside and fuck you relentlessly to dull the growing ache in your lower abdomen.
โWell, we are following the scene in the novel to the tea. I just want to confirm that you are truly one of the main characters.โ
You couldnโt take it anymore. You were so horny for anything that you didnโt care at this point.
โFine! Fine, yes, I admit it. I wrote the book. Now hurry up!โ
Your husband leaned forward, placing a hand beside your head to hold himself up as his other hand started to push his cock in just a bit.
โHehe, so demanding.โ You gasped as he pushed his entire length in you. โAnd yet, youโre such a good girl.โ
His hips slammed into yours, his lips kissing and sucking the skin of your neck. You could only grip him tightly as he fucked you deeply and thoroughly with the only goal to draw out your sweet moans that he loved hearing so much. He grunted as he felt you squeeze around him, taking you over and over until you were crying out his name.
His lips slammed back onto yours, exploring your mouth as his cock pushed in and out. He wanted to leave you as a sputtering mess, until you canโt think of anything else but him and his long, aching hard member.
โYouโre such a dirty girl, writing those lewd scenes about us.โ He muttered in your ear, hissing as he felt you tightening every time he uttered some dirty words. โIs that your fantasy? Me fucking you hard in my office with my employees outside?โ He chuckled as you were too caught up in pleasure to respond. โHm? Or do you just like the idea of me fucking you wildly out in the open?โ
He pushed your legs as far up as he could and he continued to slam down into you.
โShitโฆโ He cursed, so unlike his normally composed self. You were the only person in this world who could unravel him completely. You, and you alone. โYou feel so good, princessโฆโ
The sound of his skin slapping yours filled the room, coupled with your moans and his quiet grunts. He slid in and out of you with ease at this point, stretching you whole. He watched your breasts bounce to his movements and he didn't hesitate to squeeze and play with them as he wished.
He fucked you in different positions, bending you over the bed, on your side with your foot high up in the air and leg over his shoulder. He couldnโt get enough of you, making you cum over and over again before sputtering his own seed deep into your walls, enjoying how you clench and convulse from his cock alone.
โMmโฆโ He hummed as he kissed your shoulder tenderly, his cock still deep inside you as he finished cumming, drawing out small thrusts as he got the final load out. He could drown in the sound of your moans, and suddenly, he understood the appeal of your erotic novel.
Ayato took himself out of you before collapsing next to you, holding you closely in his arms. He kissed your forehead as you both panted from the heavy exertion before he looked at you with that mischievous smile.
โSo was that enough for you to write a sequel?โ
#alhaitham is coming nextttt#kamisato ayato x reader#ayato x reader#kamisato ayato smut#kamisato ayato x reader smut#ayato x reader smut#genshin impact smut#it's been a while since i've written anything lol but i was suddenly inspired after reading a smutty webtoon soz if this is cringe
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Another Simon/Ghost fanfic piece. Hope you like it. A bit of a long read.
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Your heels clacked against the cement stairs of the porch, the sound bouncing off into the clear night. You didnโt even wait for the Escalade to stop completely before flinging the door open and storming out. Behind you, Simon didnโt bother turning off the headlights or rolling up the windowsโhe threw the car into park and dashed after you. But you didnโt stop. You couldnโt. If you did, who knows what else youโd do.
His footsteps pounded against the ground behind you, matching his labored breathing as you fumbled with the keys at the front door. Your hands trembledโnot just with anger but fear. Youโd never seen Simon this furious. The sharp scrape of metal finally met the lock, and you twisted it just as his heavy steps reached the porch.
You shoved the door open and bolted inside, slamming it behind you. The solid thud shouldโve been a reprieve, but it wasnโt. His broad arm shot through the gap, wedging the door open with infuriating ease. The force jarred you, but you didnโt look back. You were already sprinting up the stairs, your heart racing faster than your feet as his relentless pursuit followed.
The bedroom door slammed shut an instant before his footsteps thundered up the staircase. It burst open just as violently, the wood splintering against the wall. You tried not to flinch. You stayed rooted in front of the dressing table, staring into the mirror as your chest heaved.
There he was, reflected back at youโGhost. Sweaty, flushed, chest heaving with frustration. The green irises you knew so well were nearly black, like a storm rolling over an open field, swallowing every trace of light. Heโd never been in your room before. The sight of him here, invading your most intimate space, felt like a violation, but you couldnโt bring yourself to tell him to leave. Not now when he looked like he was about to rip you to shreds.
He rounded the bed in three swift strides, gripping your arm and yanking you around to face him. โWhat the hell was that?โ
You shoved at his face, a desperate, reckless attempt to create space between you. It was boldโperhaps foolishโbut anything less would have been futile against his unyielding strength. His grip didnโt waver, though a low, menacing growl rumbled deep in his chest, vibrating through the air like a warning.
For a tense, electric moment, you thought he wouldnโt let go, that his hold on you would tighten until you broke. But then, with a sharp exhale, his grip loosened, and his hands fell to his sides. He took a step back, his broad shoulders rising and falling as he dragged air into his lungs. The distance between you should have felt like a victory, but all you felt was an aching void.
The fight drained from you, leaving behind only exhaustion. Nothing about tonight made senseโnot the mission, not Simon, and definitely not the decision youโd made.
That decision being the kiss.
The memory burned hot, searing through you like a brand. Kissing your fake bodyguard in the middle of an undercover operation wasnโt just careless; it was insane. But watching that spoiled socialite touch himโleaning in too close, her ruby, plump lips brushing his ear as she whisperedโhad been unbearable. And the way Simon smiled back at her, charming and unreadable, made you snap.
Simon? Smiling? Absolutely not.
You didnโt care if it was part of the mission.
You didnโt care that youโd made a scene. All you cared about was erasing that smile and replacing it with something real. And in the moment, the only thing you could think to do was grab his face and kiss him like your life depended on it.
And for a brief, fleeting moment, he kissed you back. But then, it came to an end, just as quickly as it began. So you ran towards the exit, shaken up and utterly mortified.
Now, in the suffocating silence of your bedroom, there was no escape and Simon was a storm barely contained, his body vibrating with restrained anger. But you knew, he wanted that kiss just as much as you did; you could see it right now, the way his chest heaved and his fists clenched at his sides as if to restrain himself from touching you.
His whole body was taut, strung tight like a bow. And the adrenaline coursing through you, made you feel like a live wire, sparking and crackling with need. โAnswer me!โ he bellowed, his voice thunderous. โWhy in the fuck would youโโ
Something knocked the sense put of you again and you grabbed him by the collar and kissed him again, pouring every ounce of anger, frustration, and longing into it. There was no hesitation this time. Simonโs hands found your waist, pulling you flush against him as his mouth claimed yours, hard and hungry.
His lips were hot, insistent, and demanding, a perfect mirror of the fire burning in your chest. He kissed you like he wanted to devour you, and you let him, your hands tangling in his hair as you backed toward the bed. When your knees hit the edge, you fell, but Simon caught himself, landing on his palms above you.
He hovered for a moment, staring down at you, his pupils blown wide and his breath ragged. You thought he might stopโthat the realization of what was happening would bring him back to his senses. But then his mouth was on yours again, urgent and consuming, and every coherent thought fled.
You arched into him, your dress riding up your thighs as his weight pressed you into the mattress. His hands roamed over your body, rough and searching, tracing every curve like he was committing you to memory. When his hips ground against yours, the hard line of his cock pressing into your core, you gasped, your hands clutching at his shoulders.
โSimon,โ you whispered.
He didnโt answerโnot with words, anyway. His mouth moved to your neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin before sucking hard enough to leave a mark. You tilted your head back, giving him access, your fingers threading through his hair as a low moan escaped your lips.
It was too much, but not nearly enough.
Your legs wrapped around his hips tighter, locking him in place, and your arms clutched him even tighter, anchoring yourself to him as if he were the only thing keeping you from unraveling. You didnโt care about the way his heavy weight pressed you into the mattress, the way his fingers gripped your thighs hard enough to bruise. You didnโt care about the small gasps escaping your lips every time he ground against you, or the burning heat building between your bodies.
You couldnโt careโnot when he felt like this.
One of his hands slid from your hip to your chest, his palm sweeping over the curve of your breast. He cupped it through your dress, his thumb brushing over the peak before squeezing. A deep groan tore from his throat as he pulled back, staring at you with an expression that bordered on disbelief, as if he couldnโt fathom that this moment was real.
Then, with a feral growl, he grabbed the front of your dress and ripped it open. The sound of tearing fabric filled the room, leaving you breathless and exposed, your lace bra bared to him. Maybe another time you wouldโve teased that he couldโve simply pulled down the absurdly expensive dress, but now was definitely not the time.
The sharp sound of the fabric tearing made your heart stutter, and tears pricked at the corners of your eyes. But it wasnโt sadness. It wasnโt regret. It was everythingโevery emotion you couldnโt name threatening to spill over. Maybe you too couldnโt believe this was happening.
You barely noticed his fingers deftly working at the clasp of your bra, too caught in the way he looked at you, like a starving man about to devour his first ever meal. By the time you realized it, the bra was already unhooked, sliding from your body before being tossed carelessly to the floor.
His mouth found your nipple, sucking hard as his tongue swirled over the sensitive peak. The sharp jolt of pleasure tore through you, and you cried out, your back arching as heat coursed through your veins.
It felt like you were being touched for the first time, as if virginity had been restored and this was your initiation. Every nerve in your body was alive, your skin burning beneath his touch. His tongue scorched, his fingers left electric trails wherever they wandered. You were ablaze, consumed entirely by him.
He shifted to your other breast, dragging his tongue in a slow, teasing stripe along the underside before sucking the other nipple into his mouth. His hands gripped your waist with bruising intensity, anchoring you in place as his hips ground against yours. Words dissolved on your tongue, replaced by gasps and moans that spilled from your lips, raw and unrestrained.
For once, there was no mask, no performanceโonly you, stripped bare in every sense of the word. It had never been like this before, itโs never been this overwhelming. Your body wasnโt yours anymore; it was his, and in this moment, the world narrowed down to Simon.
One hand slid lower, cupping your pussy, a groan rumbling from his chest. "You're so fucking wet," he muttered against your breast, his voice rough and gravelly.
His fingers pressed against your soaked panties, the damp fabric only amplifying the friction as he rubbed slow circles over your throbbing core. The sensation made you want to cry out and were about to ground yourself against himโbut he didnโt give you the chance.
With a sharp pull, he tore away the rest of your ruined fabric of your dress, stripping the first barrier from your skin. The shredded remnants joined the growing pile of discarded clothes on the floor.
His eyes dropped to your panties, a pathetic scrap of lace that barely concealed anything. His breathing stumbled as he grabbed them and ripped them clean off with a swift, brutal tug. The motion lifted your hips off the bed before your back fell against the mattress once more, leaving you completely bare beneath him.
You should have felt exposed, vulnerableโbut instead, you were nothing but raw, aching need. Seeing his eyes darken as he took in every inch of you, his gaze hungry and possessive, only made you feel more alive. You couldnโt be happier to be rid of those scraps of fabric, nude and aching beneath him, ready for whatever came next.
A shiver ran down your spine, a chill spreading over your overheated skin as his calloused hands roamed over your bare ass and thighs. He was so strong, his hands so sure and confident. You wondered if this was simply who he wasโif heโs always been this commanding, this powerfulโor if it was just you, the way your body reacted to him, helpless against the pull.
A small part of you tried to rationalize it, telling yourself it was proximity, nothing more. Working with him, being forced into close contact and moments of manufactured intimacy for the sake of the missionโsurely that was why you felt this way. Why your pulse raced at his touch.
But deep down, you knew that was a lie.
This wasnโt just circumstance. From the very first day, when heโd drawled, โSimon Rileyโ in that thick Mancunian accent, your thighs had clenched, and a heat you couldnโt ignore had bloomed inside you. Youโd wondered thenโagainst all reasonโwhat he looked like naked, what it would feel like to have those strong, capable hands on your body.
And now you knew.
Your head was a muddle of lust and want and for a brief moment, a flicker of shame tried to surface. Simon had never seen you like this; he hadnโt even seen you in a bikiniโbut it vanished the second his mouth descended on you. His tongue slid through your folds, burying itself in your heat, and all you could think about was how good he made you feel.
Nothing else mattered. Not the mission, not your pride, not the fact that this was Simon. All that existed was the relentless pleasure, the way his tongue moved against you, the way he made you burn hotter and brighter than you ever thought possible.
You were lost in a haze of ecstasy, your hands gripping his hair and shoulders as if they were the only things tethering you to reality. His mouth worked relentlessly, driving you closer and closer to the edge. When he groaned against your clit, the vibrations shot through your body, making you writhe beneath him.
This wasnโt his first time doing thisโyou werenโt naive enough to think otherwiseโbut the thought barely registered amidst the tidal wave of pleasure crashing through you. Any pang of jealousy or anger was drowned out by the sobs of ecstasy spilling from your lips.
His tongue flicked your clit with quick, precise strokes, each one sending a fresh jolt of electricity through your core. Your body bowed, and you gasped as he slid a finger into your tight heat, the sudden fill making your walls flutter around him.
He moved with purpose, his finger curling to find that spot deep inside you that made stars burst behind your eyelids. His tongue never faltered, his rhythm relentless as he coaxed you higher.
When he added another finger, the stretch was overwhelming, teetering on the edge of too much and not enough all at once. You bucked against him, desperate to take him deeper, to feel more, but he growledโa low warning that sent a thrill through you. His free hand stayed flat against your abdomen, holding you firmly in place.
Your orgasm hit you like a lightning strike. It ripped through you, white-hot and paralysing, leaving your body trembling and your pussy clenching around his fingers. Your cries filled the room as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over you, leaving you utterly undone.
But he didnโt give you time to recover. Before you could even catch your breath, he had you on all fours, his strong hand wrapping around your hair as he positioned himself behind you.
You felt him line up, the thick head of his cock brushing against your dripping, throbbing cunt. You were desperate for him, aching to feel him stretch you, fill you, bury himself so deeply inside you that there would be no space left between you.
His grip on your untamed curls tightened, his breathing heavy and uneven as he held himself steady. You braced yourself for that blinding pain right before the pleasure you knew only him could probably give you.
But then his grip on you loosened, and his fingers came around to brush against your cheek in the softest, most unexpected caress. The tenderness of the gesture sent a jolt through you, stealing your breath and making your heart clench.
โI... donโt want to hurt you, sweetheart,โ he said quietly, his voice rough but laced with a vulnerability that cut through the haze of desire. It was as though the shame you tried so hard to bury was something he could see, something he couldnโt ignore.
You tipped your forehead into your forearms, overwhelmed by the quiet sincerity in his words and the unspoken emotions behind them. Your heart swelled, the feeling both exhilarating and terrifying, but the ache inside you demanded more.
โPlease!โ you choked out, slamming your palm onto the mattress in desperation. โPlease, Simon. Fuck me. I need you!โ Your shoulders shook with sobs, your voice thick with a pathetic need you could no longer hide.
A beat passedโa moment stretched taut with anticipationโand then he drove into you. One powerful thrust and his cock stretched you, filled you so perfectly, so completely, that the breath was punched from your lungs and you jolted forward, burying your face in the pillows.
Your body welcomed him eagerly, your walls clamped around his thick length as they adjusted to the overwhelming fullness. The scream that tore from your throat was muffled by the fluff of the pillows, but it couldnโt drown out his groan as you pushed back and buried him to the hilt.
The pressure was maddening, the fullness dizzying. Rocking back against him, you met his thrusts, your movements frantic and unrestrained. His fingers dug into your hips with bruising force, holding you steady as he matched your pace.
The room was heavy with the scent of sex, the rhythmic slap of skin against skin filling the air alongside the creak and squeak of the bed frame straining beneath you. His chest brushed against your back as he leaned down, his lips ghosting over the shell of your ear.
โIs this what you wanted?โ he growled, his voice dark and laced with hunger. โMe, fucking you like this?โ
Words failed you, dissolving into desperate, incoherent whimpers as his pace increased and his palms kneaded your breasts. His cock pistoned in and out of you, the friction stoking the fire inside you until it consumed everything else. Each thrust brought you closer to the edge, driving you mad with the sheer intensity of it all.
Like everything between you two, this felt like a challengeโa battle of wills wrapped in pleasure. You knew it was his competitive streak, the need to make you come faster, harder than before. There was no question he would win, but some part of you still wanted to hold out, to last just a little longer than the first shattering orgasm he pulled from you.
But Simon didnโt make it easy.
He fucked you with a savage, unrelenting intensity, his cock hitting every spongy spot inside you. His hips slammed against your ass, his hands gripping you so firmly it felt like his touch had become a part of you, like there was no line where his skin ended and yours began.
You were a messโsweaty, writhing, utterly undone by his body. Your walls clenched, squeezing him so tight it bordered on painful. But the sting only added to the pleasure, making you feel like you were coming apart at the seams.
You tried to push back against the inevitable, to delay the explosion building inside you, but it was useless. He was everywhereโin you, around you, overwhelming you with his presence until there was no escape. The pressure inside you reached a breaking point, unbearable yet exquisite, until it finally snapped.
The tidal wave of pleasure crashed over you, drowning you in its force, washing away every shred of control. You cried out, his name falling from your lips like a prayer, a plea, a desperate, breathless surrender.
In a second, Simon reduced you to nothing more than trembling limbs and shaky breaths, a heap of bone and flesh barely clinging to coherence. If his arm hadnโt wrapped securely around your middle, you would have collapsed into the sheets, maybe even rolled off the bed entirely.
His hold steadied you, grounding you as he continued to thrust into your overstimulated, quivering cunt. Your nails clawed at the sheets beneath you, twisting the fabric in your grip as the waves of ecstasy refused to ebb.
โThere you go, baby. Thatโs it,โ he murmured, his voice husky and thick with satisfaction.
Oh, how you wish you could say something snarky right now! But you couldnโt. Not when your legs shook uncontrollably, your heart raced like it might burst, and your lungs burned for air.
All you could focus on was himโthe man who had infuriated and fascinated you in equal measure. The man youโd secretly wanted all along, even when you were trading sharp insults and cold glares. Every mission, every conversation, every moment of tension between you had led to this.
To this blinding flash of euphoria that obliterated your vision, to this moment where your mind went completely blank. For a brief, exquisite second, it felt like youโd died and been reborn, baptized in the overwhelming ecstasy that coursed through your veins.
As your vision returned and the last waves of pleasure ebbed, Simon pulled out, leaving you empty and aching. The absence was startling, a void you felt deep in your core. His hands gripped your hips gently, flipping you onto your back as if you weighed nothing.
Before you could figure out what was happening, his lips were on yours, crashing into you with a wild, ferocious passion, his teeth nibbling on your bottom lip. His hands interlocked with yours above your head and his cock found its home again, sliding into your slick heat as if heโd been moulded just for you.
And if you were being honest with yourself, he probably was made for you.
Because up until now, sex was nothing but something transactional, a means to an end. It had never felt like this. Like the whole world was spinning out of control, and the only thing keeping you from falling apart was his touch, his lips, his body. Like you would die if he stopped kissing you, if his breath stopped caressing your skin.
You wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him closer as he pushed into you again. His thrusts were slower this time, deep and measured, as if he was savouring every second. His hands came down to cup your face, his thumbs stroking your damp cheeks softly, revealing a side of Simon you never imagined youโd witness.
But here he was. Here you two were. Naked, unguarded, lost in the depths of something far more dangerous than lust. And you wanted it. You needed it, damn it.
His forehead pressed against yours, his breaths coming in heavy, ragged pants. The space between you all but vanished, and you stared into his eyes, your heart pounding so loudly it echoed in your ears. His gaze pinned you in placeโintense as ever, but now tinged with a tenderness that shattered whatever fragile wall youโd been clinging to.
The dam broke, and the tears fell freely.
Simon leaned in, his lips brushing the corner of your mouth in a feather-light kiss that travelled all across your face. The gesture was so gentle, so intentional, it nearly undid you all over again.
His hips faltered, his rhythm stumbling, and then he was gathering you into his arms. He pressed himself tightly against you, his weight grounding you in a way that felt like safety and surrender all at once. His face buried in the crook of your neck, his breaths hot and uneven against your skin.
You clung to him, your bodies entwined so completely that you wondered how youโd ever untangle yourself. Your fingers threaded through his damp tendrils as he began to let go. โBabyโฆโ he grunted, his voice low and strainedโa question for permission.
โIโm on the pill,โ you whispered, your voice barely audible over the pounding of your heart. โDo it. Please.โ
A guttural groan rumbled through his chest, and his hips snapped into yours, his rhythm quickening with a newfound urgency. You buried your face in his neck, muffling your cries against his slick skin. He smelled of salt and sweat, musk and wind, a scent that reminded you of the ocean crashing against the shore.
Then, all at once, he shattered. His body stiffened, his cock pulsing deep inside you as he spilled himself, marking you as his. Your name fell from his lips in a broken mantra, each syllable reverberating through your very soul. You realized, in that moment, how beautiful your name sounded when it came from him.
His weight collapsed onto you, his chest rising and falling against yours as he fought to catch his breath. His lips brushed the hollow of your throat in a lingering caress, and you ran your fingers through his hair, pressing your lips to his damp forehead. He nuzzled into your neck, the scratch of his beard sending shivers down your spine, and you couldnโt help the soft sigh that escaped your lips.
A quiet contentment settled over you, the silence heavy with meaning. There was nothing to say, nothing to explain. You simply lay there, wrapped in each other, your bodies tangled like you belonged this way.
โIโm sorry,โ you whispered, breaking the stillness.
He groaned, shifting the both of you under the sheets, his strength effortless as he moved. When he slipped out of you in the process, you felt a pang of loss, but it was quickly replaced by the warm, comforting weight of his arms wrapping around you. He pulled you into his chest, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head.
โDonโt be,โ he murmured, his voice rough with exhaustion and sincerity. โIt was the best fuck-up youโve ever done.โ
A laugh bubbled out of you, muffled against his chest. He chuckled softly in return, the vibrations soothing in their intimacy. His hand traced lazy patterns down your spine, anchoring you to him.
โTogether,โ he murmured, his voice dipping as sleep began to claim him.
You wanted to ask what he meant, but before you could, he repeated it, this time more assured. โWeโre together.โ
And in those two words, you understood everything.
โTogether,โ you whispered, your eyes fluttering shut as his warmth enveloped you.
Safe in his arms, you let sleep pull you under, carrying you into a dreamless, contented oblivion.
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IOU | OP81
pairing: ghostface!oscar x ghostface!reader
summary: reader & oscar are best friends but reader would love to get a shot with ghostface. what they donโt know is that their chances are closer than they thinkโฆ
warnings: [DARK THEMES USED & SMUT] slightly descriptive murder, mention of stalking stalking, mention of blood, breath play, public sex, oral sex (m receiving), dry humping, dom!oscar, sub!reader, degradation, hair pulling (if you squint??), face fucking, deep throating
a/n: once again, dark themes used! please read the warnings above!!! i answered a asked on my main here and decided to make a oneshot of it (yes i quote J's ask cause it was too good). tbh didn't even plan for a plot but here we are! I know my answer and this are vastly different...i don't wanna talk about it. also ghostface!oscar series belongs to @piastrification so homie this one is for YOU!! Also happy belated Valentines day omg. Hope you enjoy ๐ซถ๐ฝ
word count: 4.5K
This week has started out to be one of the worst weeks youโve had in a very long time. Monday started off with your car breaking down on the way to campus and you completely missed your first class. When you got to campus an irritated Oscar was waiting asking why the hell you didnโt call him. โEven though I was in class, I wouldโve left and gotten you,โ he told you. You werenโt in the mood to argue so you just apologized and told him youโd call him next time which seemed to ease his irritation slightly. Seemed he also had a pretty shitty Monday.
Tuesday brought your shitty manager everyone hates at your job to end a relatively quiet day. It was the typical bullshit but still didnโt mean you had to enjoy it. You spent the whole drive home on the phone with Oscar screaming your head off about all the things your manager had done. The micro-managing of your work, the snarky remarks, the extra work so he can just fuck off in the back, god you could not stand this manager at all. Oscar listened like he always did. โYou donโt deserve that,โ you could hear the frown in his voice, โhonestly he shouldnโt even be a manager. I could take care of him for you.โ You laughed. You thanked Oscar for the offer but you had already decided that your manager would be your next victim. It would be tricky considering everyone in the store knew how much you two despised each other but it would get done.
You ended up with a stomach bug on Wednesday. You woke up around four in the morning with a jump and just made it to the bathroom before you got sick. You stayed in there for a good hour before there was nothing left in your system and you dragged yourself back to bed. You somehow coherently managed to message your professors youโd be missing class due to illness and texted Oscar that youโd be out sick today before promptly falling asleep. You woke to a knock on your front door and dragged yourself out of bed. You made a face seeing Oscar standing outside with a bag. โWhat are you doing?โ You ask.
โTaking care of you. Can I come in?โ
โWhat if you catch it? What about classes?โ
You watch Oscar simply pull a KN95 mask out of his pocket. You narrowed your eyes as he slipped it on. You didnโt need to see his face to see the cheeky smile he was giving. His eyes twinkled slightly with humor as he gently turned you around and guided you back inside your place as he listed the things he brought over and how he can afford missing one day to make sure you eat and rest, a habit you tend to struggle with. He really was a good best friend.
Thursday is really when you hit your limit. Arriving on campus you and Oscar head to class though neither of you really paid attention. You two spent most of the time texting each other even though you guys were sitting right next to each other. When class ended the two of you headed to the closest campus cafeteria before parting ways. You got on the line to grab the food while Oscar secured you two seats since it was roughly lunch time and everyone would be out and about.
Carrying the two to-go containers after paying you make your way to the back left corner. Itโs usually where you and Oscar sat and enjoyed just people watching and gossiping about other students but you slowed your walking. Oscar was looking up at someone. Fucking Brittany. One of the sororities girls. Sorority president actually. Brittany was in a nice blouse, a skirt, some fucking heeled boots. Her blonde hair was thrown up into a messy bun and she was leaning forward slightly while smiling wide at Oscar.
Jealousy hit you like a truck. You grip the to-go containers tighter while standing frozen in your spot watching them. You wanted to march over and tell her to fuck off. Grab your stupid bun and slam her head into the table until sheโs bleeding out. Or maybe take the plastic forks that rested on top of the to-go containers and gauge her eyes out for having the audacity to even look at Oscar. Alas, you refrained from it all. Instead you just tilted your chin up and made your way over with a tight smile. โIโm back!โ You announce to Oscar. The both turn to face you and Oscar visibly relaxes slightly but Brittany is giving you a once over clearly unimpressed. You turn and blink, feigning surprise. โOh! Brittany. Hi,โ you keep your tone light and friendly, โwhat brings you here?โ
โOh, I was just talking to Oscar,โ Brittany smiles, โweโre partners for our history project.โ You could give two shits less what it was as you spy Brittanyโs hand moving to Oscarโs upper arm and resting there with ease. Something so subtle but could come off as flirty and you wanted to cut her hand off. How dare she think she can touch Oscar like that? โโฆand wanted to see if he wanted to come to the frat party Saturday night,โ she concludes.
โOh, isnโt that sweet of you. Can he bring a plus one?โ You ask putting the containers down, sliding one over to Oscar.
โIf he wantsโฆโ Brittany glances at Oscar with a smile then back at you, โbut we need to know to make sure theyโre on the list. Even thenโฆit depends on the mood if everyone gets in.โ
โThen it seems kinda stupid for a list, donโt you think so?โ Oscar asks finally. Brittany laughs. It wasnโt even that funny. You realize now that sheโs flirting with Oscar. Well. This just wonโt do. Not like you care anyway. Oscar is your best friend. Sure you love him but itโs platonic -or so you tell yourself- so it shouldnโt bother you but it does. It does bother you because Brittany was the queen heartbreaker. She used guys until she got bored. Until they got attached and couldnโt offer anything else after giving her everything. You were not about to have Oscar be a pawn in her fucking game. You had missed the remark Brittany gave as you sat down, your heart pounding in your ears.
โโฆlet me know!โ Brittany calls out as sheโs already walking away.
โUgh. As if,โ Oscar murmurs and turns his attention to you. โHey,โ he starts softly. Bring your gaze to him and you blink, โyou okay?โ
โYeah,โ you manage a smile, โIโm fine. Did you see the shoes she was wearing?โ You ask to divert the subject as now you might have something fun to do this weekend.
* * *
Personally, you never understood the hype of sororities and managed to curb every single one who tried to recruit you. It was just a bunch of girls with money and tried to make it sound like it wasnโt a cult but it most certainly was if you got in. Moving into the house, what they expected you to wear, how to act in public, who can and cannot date, for fuck sakes they monitored your social media post and if they didnโt approve of something you posted they would either make you take it down or probably kick you out. You much preferred your freedom over dealing with that bullshit.
Luck had shined down on you when you heard some of the girls mention Brittany couldnโt go to the bar tonight because she was under the weather and just โhad to get better for tomorrow in case her special guest cameโ. It was a miracle that you didnโt march over here and slaughter Brittany right then and there but you bide your time. You had to be careful.
Now, slipping the mask on, you give it a five minutes after everyone else leaves before slipping through the back door. Standing quietly, you listen to the water running and slowly making your way through the house. Climbing the stairs you follow the noise until youโre outside the bathroom. You hear Brittany singing and you silently open the door. Steam hits your face and it takes everything not to cough from the sudden heat. Stepping in you watch Brittanyโs silhouette run her fingers through her hair. Gripping the hilt of your knife, you inch forward. When Brittany turns you stab the knife through the shower curtain and straight in her heart. Twisting, you step forward until Brittany is pinned against the wall as she weakly has a hold of your wrist trying to pull the knife out her screams being drowned out by the shower and her choking on her own blood. You pull out before stabbing again to ensure that there was no chance she would be able to survive. When her attempts falter, you pull the knife out. Cleaning the knife off, you slip out of the house the way you came smirking knowing the rest of them wouldnโt have hot water for a long time.
Carefully you pack everything into your backpack you left in the woods by the house before securely zipping it. Slinging a strap over your shoulder, you start to head back to your apartment. You emerge from the treeline right into an alleyway and into town which is bustling with college kids. Perks of living in a college town. You just turn left and make your way back to your apartment which is a bit further uptown and you notice as the people start to thin out.
You feel eyes burning into the back of your skull. Turning your head over your shoulder, you stop. At the end of the block you see a figure in all black and an identical mask standing there. Normal people would do anything but stare. Call out to the figure, turn away and walk, call the police, something except just stand there silently and face off with this killer. Copycat killer that is. You suppose youโd have fans, sick and twisted probably, but you didnโt expect youโd end up creating a copycat killer. Not that you minded, actually the gesture touched you actually. People had been too stupid to realize it was a copycat but not you.
After all, their first kill happened to be one of your best friends you recently dropped.
You canโt even remember why but you arrived to apologize and found her body on the floor, throat cut. It was a bit messy. The cut wasnโt as clean as you wouldโve expected and there was blood everywhere. Even on the poor bitchโs hands. Then you realize that thereโs a few stab wounds. Seemed she put up a fight before whoever did it got the kill. Then someone clears their throat and you raise your gaze.
There you saw him.
An identical ghostface mask, black long sleeve shirt, jeans, and sneakers. Personally you preferred boots but to each their own. As much as some little sane part in your head told you to stop judging this personโs choice in shoes and run, you stood there staring because god he was so *distracting*. Honestly, the tight fit long sleeve should be illegal for killers to wear. It clung to him defining each curve of his muscle and you couldnโt help but get turned on because wellโtheyโre a well fit masked killer.
โDid you do this?โ
The killer nodded. Silence fell upon the two of you before you finally asked, โwhy?โ
โ...Why?โ The voice asked. A shiver ran down your spine hearing the low murmur. A voice modulator just like you. Smart and well fit? Shit, โthatโs all you can ask? Why? Arenโt you supposed to be running and screaming?โ
โWell I find that a bit stupid,โ you retort, โyouโre right here. Masked or not, you're taller. You have length compared to my short legs. I might have you in agility and youโre a bit messy with your killing. Shaky in the hands.โ You tilt your head to the masked figure with a small smirk. You watch the figure tighten his grip on the hilt of the knife before heโs in front of you in about four steps. You gasp as your head is yanked back by your hair, knife against your throat.
โAre you asking to be killed right now?โ
โI mean you gonna fuck me before you kill me?โ
Ghostface reels their head back slightly. Stupidly, they loosen their grip from the shock. Taking your chance, you grab the first with the knife and twist it away from you. They shout out in pain as you get your hair free and release their wrist before kicking the figure harshly in the stomach. You step on the figureโs chest a bit harshly. Smirking down at him, โexpect the unexpected sweetheart. But you never answered me. Why?โ
You can hear something faintly. You cannot believe this guy is mumbling. Leaning down slightly, you turn your ear, โI canโt hear you,โ you tease.
โI did it for you.โ
Now youโre stunned. You lean back slightly, hand over your heart. You donโt dare move though. You expect it to be some sick joke but the laughter never came. You bite your bottom lip having half the mind to suck him off right then and there. You stay strong though. Instead, you move to stand over the figure and bend down and hook a finger under his mask. His hand flies to your wrist and you laugh.
โIโm not gonna take your mask off,โ you explain, โTrust me. Right now I am getting extremely horny and I donโt think I can handle you being ugly under the mask. Would just completely kill the mood.โ You laugh hearing the figure let out an offended noise, โbut arenโt you sweet,โ you tilt your finger up and the figure follows, lifting his chin, โdonโt be a stranger, yeah? Now, you should get off so I can feign the heartbroken emotional ex- best friend.โ
Ghostface is in front of you now. Heโs got your chin between his thumb and finger staring down at you and you blink as you come out of your memory. Heโs close and you can hear his soft breathing which forces your own breath to hitch. You curl and uncurl your fingers and you hear a small huff behind the mask accompanied by a smirk you assume. โMy,โ he murmurs softly, โwhat do we have here. You shouldnโt be walking alone at night like this little one. You never know what lurks in the dark.โ
You take a deep breath to keep your voice even. Pressing your thighs together you try so hard to stop the heat thatโs starting to spread through your body. You should not be getting this turned on but how could you not? You had a copycat killer who kept killing people that you had issues with somehow and someway. โIโโ You start, biting your bottom lip trying to find the words but youโre cut off with a chuckle.
โYouโre so worked up for me. I can see it in the clench of your legs, the flush on your cheeks, the way your pupils dilate and the way you bite your lip for me. You donโt even know who I am. I could be a total stranger, who followed you home one night and just never stopped, but I could also be your best friend, that youโve known for years, who you think you know like the back of your hand. You donโt even know. But I know one thing for certain though- Iโm sure your panties, if youโre even fucking wearing any, are already soaked.โ
You hate the fact heโs right. Your breathing slightly heavy as your eyes widen as you listen. Shifting, you clench your thighs even tighter as one of your hands slips between your thighs slightly. You canโt see his eyes but you can feel his stare bruning into yours and you actually look away. This hasnโt happened before.
โLook. At. Me.โ
Your eyes snap back and your mouth hangs open slightly. You can feel how wet you are every time you shift and by god do you need something here. โWhat do you want, love?โ
โI would very much like to take you up on that offer and suck you off,โ you nod your head in the direction of the alleyway.
โExcited, arenโt we?โ
โWeโve been at this for months of fucking course Iโm excited.โ
He grips your jaw tightly, โIโd watch that tone if I were you. I can happily just walk away and leave you here alone.โ Your eyes travel downwards and spy his half hard bulge against his jeans and then back up, โI can handle myself and sleep much more satisfied than you probably would with your fingers,โ leaning close to your ear, โbut Iโd be a fool to leave you so desperate without giving you a taste.โ Your eyes nearly roll into the back of your head but he lets go of your jaw and spins you around, smacking your ass. You startled with a yelp before quickly scurrying to the alleyway.
Any sane person, seeing the alleyway lead to the woods, probably would have taken the chance to run but not you. You were so desperate to finally fuck this copy cat that you spun around as he rounded the corner. You gasped as your back slams against the brick wall feeling pain through your shoulder for only a brief moment as your hands fly to Ghostfaceโs wrist as he holds you there by your throat. Oddly enough your calm even though he could easily choke you as your breathing becomes a bit more jaded. Lifting his mask slightly you stare at the slightly chapped but pink lips as you drop your bag. They look so familiar, why?
You canโt really think longer on it as he moves his hand up to your jaw tightly and his lips are on your neck as you gasp for air. He wedges his knee between your legs and immediately you roll your hips whining loudly. You let your eyes drift close as the figure litters your neck in kisses along with marks. You let the figure tilt your head so he can litter the otherside in matching marks. Your nails dig into his wrist earning a hiss against your neck. When he pulls back your eyes stare at his lips and youโre so tempted for a taste. You find yourself starting to lean in before heโs pushing you onto your knees. Blinking, you're now eye level with his obvious bulge and glance up at him fixing his mask.
Dropping your gaze, your hands get straight to work. Undoing his jeans you pull the zipper down before pulling his pants down just enough. You hold your breath seeing the outline of his cock because oh it looks so much bigger than youโve had whichโฆwas very few. There was only one way to really find the truth. You let your fingers dance across the waistband of his boxers before you tug, cock basically popping free. You lean back with wide eyes because it is bigger than youโve had. Itโs actually the biggest youโve ever had. The length was maybe just an inch or two over average which was impressive enough but it was the girth that really made your mouth water and the precum leaking out just makes you drool.
Gently wrapping a hand around his cock, the figureโs breath hitches as he bucks his hip. You give a few experimental tugs not really for a reaction but more so to get a feel of him in your hand. Big. Girthy. Heavy. God, how pent up was he? You feel fingers through your head as you continue to cautiously jerk him off before licking the tip. The reaction pulled out of the figure was a low satisfied groan and it encourages you to take the tip of his cock into your mouth. You swirl your tongue around the tip before sucking, alternating between the two before you finally youโre ready.
If you had known how big he was you wouldโve been a bit moreโฆprepared. You werenโt naive enough to think you could take all of him down your throat. God no. Maybe with some training and patience later if the figure would let you but you didnโt have either of those things or really time on your side. Still, you had to make sure to keep the figures interested in you- even if heโs killed for you already. Better safe than sorry, right?
Hollowing your cheeks out and flattening your tongue on the underside of his cock, you start to suck him off. Bobbing your head you canโt help but feel a bit of a rush go to your head as the figure above lets out another loud ground. You glance up to see the figureโs neck as his head is tilted back. You're absolutely drenched watching him and find yourself slipping a hand into your own pants and moan around him as you rub your clit. That catches his attention as his head snaps down to look at you.
โNaughty girl. Youโre so turned on from sucking me off that you have to touch yourself?โ It earns a strangled whine, โsuch a pathetic slut.โ
You canโt help but moan at that. โWow. You are so fucking pathetic itโs adorable.โ The figure coos and grips your hair to stop you. Shifting, he puts one foot in front of you and smirks, โhere why donโt you just hump my leg while youโre at it.โ He taunts.
Funny enough youโll take him up on that. The moment he frees your head you go back to bobbing your head on his cock humming in delight as you hug his leg, settling on his foot and grind your hips down. If your lips werenโt so occupied at the moment you would smirk at the shocked reaction you pull from the figure but youโre lost in your own world. The stretch of your jaw combined with the already dull ache lulls you into a peaceful trance. You completely ignore the spit thatโs starting to wet your chin.
You feel the figureโs other hand gently grab your jaw trapping you in place suddenly. You stared up with doe eyes as the figure fucked your face before you felt him hit the back of your throat. You gagged and your hands flew to his thighs for some stability as he repeated the action. โSo fucking good. Taking my cock,โ the figure grunts out and tears prick your eyes when he stops moving and you gag because heโs so far down your throat. He pulls off just enough for you to gasp and get some air before heโs back in your mouth and fucking your face again. Youโre prepared for it this time as you relax your throat and gag less.
Having lulled yourself into such a peaceful you nearly let your eyes slip close. Sliding your hands down, you wrap your arms around Ghostfaceโs leg as you continue to fuck yourself against his foot while he fucked your mouth. You ended up tuning everything else out except him and listening to him ramble was going to get you off alone. โSuch a gorgeous cock drunk whoreโ, โyou look so pathetic humping my leg while you let me fuck your mouth it should be illegalโ, and โyouโd look so beautiful being my personal cock drunk slutโ. Itโs the one you made out between all the groans and moans and curses. You felt his tug at your hair as a warning and you finally opened your eyes.
โFuckโshitโIโm gonnaโโ He groaned but doesnโt stop his thrusting. He does the opposite as he picks the pace up. Thatโs all the encouragement you needed. You find your hips onto his foot even harder and faster as you. You feel the familiar coil in your abdomen and youโre trying so hard to reach it. He snaps his hips forward and forces himself down your throat. Your eyes go wide and you gag, choking on his cock as he spills into your throat. You hit his thighs and try to focus on breathing through your nose but even still the rough face fucking before forced deep throating was enough to send you over the edge. You groan and whine as you continue to hump his foot before he pulls you off his cock and slips his foot out from under you.
Sitting there, you gasp for air as your chest heaves. You look up at Ghostface and lick your lips slowly as you debate if you wanna turn over and let him fuck you right now. He would. For sureโฆprobably and he taste good to. But that would be giving too much. You were the original after all. Finding your footing, you stand up and slide your pants down. Thereโs a choked sound from Ghostface and you glance over at the figure looking away.
โSeriously?โ You raise a brow and giggle, โyou just fucked my face but you get all bashful about seeing me in my panties.โ
โIโwell. I mean. Noโโ This one sucked at lying. Rolling your eyes, you look away as you take your pants off before sliding your panties off. โWhat areโฆโ Ghostfaceโs voice trails off as you stuff your soiled panties into his front jeans pocket. โConsider it an IOU,โ you say as you hurriedly put your pants back on. Youโre grabbing your bag before the figure gets a chance, โthis was fun but I have to run. My friend is coming over for a movie night and heโll be pissed if Iโm not there,โ you sigh dreamily at the end of the alleyway, โheโs so caring like that. Anyway, bye!โ You say before youโre slinging your back over as you take off. You get home and quickly change into some pajama panties (with new panties) and a sweatshirt before finding yourself settled on the couch while flipping through for a movie.
Hearing keys jingle you look up, you smile at your best friend walking in. You two are so close that he has his own copy. Oscarโs in a baggy grey hoodie with some black jeans on as he takes his shoes off before making his way to the back of the couch. He smiles slightly at you and offers dinner but you decline. As he turns for the kitchen, you spy something hanging out of Oscarโs pocket. It looks like a fabric of some sorts. Watching him in the kitchen, you decide to get some water. Quietly getting off the couch you stand in the doorway. Oscar continues to cook himself dinner and you wait until heโs focused on whatever is in the pan to strike. Passing behind him, your eyes drop down and your breathing stops. Black lacy panties with red roses on them. You look up at Oscar whoโs glancing at you over his shoulder. His gaze follows yours and he smirks.
โCan I cash that IOU now, darling?โ
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@jegulus-microfic june 20 - response - 2623 words - nsfw content!
about love against all odds feat. injury related prematurely retired football player james that settled and raised a son and international football star regulus
for regulus pencil mustache truther @veryinnovative, my football (players) loving wife @rottin6 and my number 1 enabler @itmeanssungod
James is kneeling behind Harry on a picnic blanket with Lily when their last guests arrive. โThere they are!โ Siriusโ voice carries easily over the meadow and just as expected a few seconds later thereโs a big, black scrub of a panting dog in front of them, curious to see what Harry and James are up to, which is flying a kite.ย
โOh my Godโ Hi!โ Lily says, getting up. Which is a bit enthusiastic for the fact that theyโve seen Sirius and Remus only last weekend and should have been Jamesโ first clue. Though, admittedly, he was a bit busy angling the kite and also angling Harryโs face away from Padfootโs butt to avoid suffocation.
โMoony couldnโt make it today unfortunately,โ Sirius says, closer now, โbut Iโve brought substitution.โ
James isnโt proud of the way his entire upper body whips around, Harry included, who lets out a small yelp at the sudden motion. โSorry, mate. Sorry. Iโmโโ
Lily is already there to take over, nudging James to get up whoโs working very hard on closing his jaw and not staring like an idiot.
Because standing there besides his brother is Regulus. Hands shoved into the pockets of his slacks, paired with a simple back t-shirt and green Adidas trainers. He does not look like he belongs onto a colourful picnic blanket in a park in London yet there he is.
Heโs sporting a pencil stach now. Regulus had been convinced Sirius had already used up all the genetic material for pronounced body hair on the first way around, leaving behind very little for his younger brother. James, being on the hairier side as well, used to tease him about it endlessly back when they were in school. But it seemed to develop now in his late twenties. James has only seen it on the TV in a few matches and on one or two instagram posts but the real deal is even worse. Regulus looks criminally hot with it. The whole picture of lithe muscle, strong quads and stronger calves, curly hair, the occasional tattoo. Heโs every young heterosexual womanโs wet european football boyfriend dream and Jamesโ gut is swooping.
โReg.โ
โHi, James,โ Regulus responds, much more articulated, sporting a hint of a smirk.ย
Oh, heโ โBastard,โ James mutters, low enough so Harry behind him wonโt hear and then heโs grinning and yanking Regulus into a firm hug.
They all have a late lunch together at a nearby restaurant and Regulus is patiently letting Harry talk his ears off about Ninjago and preschool and Ron and Moine. Lily is taking him over the weekend and James bids his goodbye with a loud smooch to his sonโs cheek.ย
And just as James is about to invent a crazy, elaborate story about how he has something back at his house heโd meant to show Regulus for ages without making it interesting enough for Sirius to tag along, this one simply taps two fingers against his eyebrow in a mock salute before making his way in the other direction, Padfoot trotting along dutifully. โWhy do you think I hid him from you all Thursday? Have fun, kids!โ
Regulus groans pathetically and turns to hide his face into Jamesโ shoulder.
โI told you we canโt keep it a secret from him forever. He probably knew all along,โ James chuckles and takes Regulusโ duffel, โCโmon, love.โ
It starts in the elevator up, is a wonder they make it past the hallway and into the bedroom. Itโs very much overdue and heated and desperate all the way through.ย
James might or might not have pinned Regulus one too many times into the mattress and offhandedly commented something along the lineโs of Regulus being his and cuffing him to the bed if he needs to. And itโd worked because Regulus had moaned so prettily, eyelids fluttering and hips bucking, cock twitching and all James could think about then was whereโs the fucking lube.
Saying that, he doesnโt quite expect Regulus to bring it up after the fact.
James is absolutely blissed out, breathing only just levelling out as he traces the shape of Regulusโ kiss bitten lips.
โYou know I canโt stay, Jamie.โ
He shrugs easily, kneading Regulusโ muscled thigh where itโs slung over his hip, โWeโll come with you then.โ
โTo Portugal?โ Regulusโ eyebrows rise as he props himself on his elbow, his tone flat. โAnd then to France in a couple of months when I switch clubs? I donโt think thatโs such a good idea given Harry is five.โ
โAu contraireโโ
Regulus rolls his eyes and slaps him on the naked shoulder. โMoving every few years? And during the nationals not to mention,โ he tucks an errant strand of hair back from Jamesโ forehead, โMultiple continents, who knows which timezone. Thatโs no life for a child, James. And I havenโt even brought up Lily yet. Sheโs just as much part of his life as you are and it works out wonderfully for the time being with you two living so close. Itโs what Harry deserves.โ
And deep down James knows Regulus is right. And if heโs completely honest with himself, it isnโt the life he truly wants for himself either. Thatโs why heโs here and Regulus is out there. James knows it isnโt whatโs best for Harry nor for himself and yet. And yet no matter how many times they have this conversation it seems endlessly irrelevant when Regulus is looking down at him this way. The shine of the sunset through the window is catching in his pillow mussed curls, in the dark lashes framing his blue silver eyes and rivalling the flush of his skin with its own red hue and James thinks Regulus looks like home. Like anything he could still want in life besides what precious he already has.
James heaves a heavy sigh and hungrily swerves his eyes over every single of Regulusโ features, committing them to memory. Because thatโs all thatโs gonna stay when Regulus inevitably leaves again. But thatโs not what James wants to think about right now though.
โRegulus.โ
โYes?โ
โShut up,โ James replies happily and pulls Regulus in by the back of his nape before his indignant expression can even fully form. Every single one of Regulusโ helpless sounds get swallowed eagerly and filed away for later. For a moment James is tempted to ask Regulus if he can get out his phone and record but he thinks better of it.
They have sex for hours.ย
James sucks all coherency out of Regulus through his cock and then fucks him so stupid, legs spread and pushed into the mattress, spit pooling out of the corner of his mouth, tears wetting his cheeks, cum smearing across his stomach, that he gets him to promise to stay. Itโs futile and just a heat of the moment thing but it drives James so wild he almost blacks out when he eventually spills deep inside of him. Thereโs black dots and stars dancing in his vision when he watches it leak back out of Regulusโ puffy hole and a strange sense of satisfaction and dread mixing in his belly.ย
After a quick entangled and still very much nude power nap James arranges them a platter of fruit and crackers and cheeses. They shower and James changes the sheets only for Regulus to prop himself up on his side and watch intently as he edges James until heโs the one whining and crying. Heโs using ridiculous amounts of lube, his hand is so warm and slick and squeezing just right and his thumb is swiping teasingly along the slit exactly how it makes James go insane and then heโs taking his hand away and James curses, already feeling another tear running down his cheek. His thighs are trembling, his knuckles turning white where heโs clinging to the headboard. Regulus is staring at him out of lidded, expectant eyes and Jamesโ dick is aching and itโs all so sick and hot James has to bite his tongue hard not to tell Regulus he loves him right then and there.ย
Heโs shown mercy, at last. Regulus makes him cum down his throat and over his face, thereโs milky white running down the side of Regulus nose and James pulls him in with shaky arms for a downright nasty kiss.
They sleep until 2pm the next day and have a lovely, slow day bickering in the grocery store isles, preparing dinner together and not at all watching the movie thatโs on the TV while they make out and frot on the couch like teenagers. Like back when they were teenagers.ย
Sunday morning Lily brings Harry before sheโs heading out to brunch with her FLINTA boxing club and Jamesโ heart riots in his chest when he watches how easily and adorably Regulus and Harry interact.ย
They meet up with Sirius and then drive Regulus to the airport together.
Goodbye is a bumpy thing. Harry is pure popcorn caramel sweetness between Regulusโ knees when he crouches down to hug him and Jamesโ embrace, he knows, is much longer than socially acceptable. He vaguely notices Sirius distracting Harry, babbling to him about the stuffed toy assortment from a nearby shop as Regulus and James hold onto each other like theyโre in a long distance relationship and notโฆwell, whatever it is they can afford to be with Regulus visiting the country about three to five times a year.
Thereโs a fist clenched in the soft material of his t-shirt and James buries his nose in the curls of Regulusโ temple and inhales deeply. A spot heโs going to see sweat soaked on a flat screen and not getting to smell or touch or kiss for the unforeseeable future. At least thatโs what he thinks for now.
Eventually they part and after a strong, swaying hug from Sirius and a few words about making him proud out on the field and seeing that physiotherapist about his shoulder and a safe flight Regulus is gradually disappearing into the distance with the grating velocity of your standard airport escalator. James doesnโt know who thought it was a good idea to be able to watch a loved one slip through your fingers at this agonising tempo but heโd like to have a word with them. His heart clenches in his chest, his lip already feels raw from worrying it with his teeth and James thinks, the warm weight of his son pressed to his chest, that, even though it might not seem that way, Harry is probably more holding him right now than the other way around.
And lifeโs a funny thing sometimes.ย
Because, like every time when Regulus bids his goodbye, leaving behind not exactly shards but rather yet another pin in Jamesโ heart, wrapped around by a red string Regulus indisputably, invariably takes along across the ocean every time, it bleeds and burns and burns so badly that they get ice cream. Sirius slaps him between the shoulder blades, pays for his chocolate mint and hazelnut, tells him heโs such a dad for his choice and, together with Harry, tries distracting him as best as he can manage.ย
And so begins a week of moping and then one and a half of delusion and overcompensation, full of fun trips and adventures, and then another few of avoidance, full of social media free zones and grinding through work and scheduling all kinds of appointments to fill their freetime untilโ
Until one day he canโt avoid it anymore.
A bright, blinking LED sign in the form of an incoming call on his phone screen thatโs making Jamesโ heart stutter in his chest. Heโs just sat back down in front of his computer in his home study after lunch break and started wiggling an USB stick into a port when the vibrations had made his head shoot up.
Itโs just the three letters of Reg and a silly photo of when he was seventeen, pulling a face at James taking a picture of him on his digital camera.
Regulus never calls.
James isnโt sure heโs breathing.
Itโs barely been about two months, not close to visiting time again, and Regulus usually never calls so James sits there absolutely dumbstruck and convinced the universe is pulling a sick joke on him.
The call ends abruptly and James blinks harshly. He fumbles for his phone and clicks into his call history. Incoming call from Reg in red font, signalising itโs been missed, followed by the exact time of the day it is at the moment.ย
James presses on the little phone icon.
It only rings once before thereโs a voice on the other side of the line.
โJames?โ Regulus sounds slightly breathless. James hasnโt heard his voice over the line in about seven years.
โYeah?โ James says back. His heart is pounding in his chest, his blood rushing in his ears. Then James realises he should probably say something more. โErr, Hi. Iโmโโ he sighs, clicks his tongue, clears his throat, tries again. โDid you just call me?โ โHi,โ Regulus says back, still breathless and it sort of sounds like heโs smiling. James blinks again. โYeah, yeah. I did call.โ
โOh,โ James makes. His heart does a little spin in his chest. โUh, whatโs up?โ
โIโm coming to England,โ Regulus declares, giggling. Jamesโ heart tries to leap out of his chest at the sound.
โCool, cool. You got another away game?โ He winces, closes his eyes, โSorry, I havenโt been keeping up with your matches lately.โ
โNo, James, Iโmโ wait. Okay, rude, first of allโโ
James snorts and rolls his eyes, now grinning against the phone as well. โSue a guy for being heartbroken.โ
โYeah, I just might,โ Regulus quips. โButโฆwhat I was initially going to say is, No, James, Iโm not having an away game in England.โ
โNo?โ James asks, confused. Nationals are still a while away so that canโt be it.
โNo. Iโm having a home game in England,โ and James wonders how something so soft spoken can pack such an ear-ringing gutpunch.
โIโmโ Regulus, what,โ James stands up, his chair loudly scraping against the hardwood floor. โAre you sayingโฆโ
A single chuckle works its way out of Regulus and over the line to James, โYeah, thatโs what Iโm saying.โ
Jamesโ heart is sprinting away from him. Heโs sweating. His breath is coming faster and he feels like he should run a lap around the property. Or six. โRegs, love, please spell it out for me because Iโm not entirely sure I just hallucinated what youโโ
โArsenal made me an offer,โ Regulus says and James hears angels singing in the background, โA better one.โ
โOh, fucking Christ,โ James pinches the bridge of his nose, pushing his glasses up onto his forehead, โReg, I swear to God if youโre joking right now Iโm personally flying over andโโ
An exasperated noise, grin evident in his voice nonetheless, โIโm being honest, James, Godโs sake. You can fucking look it up online, they probably already posted about it.โ
A breath punches out of James, he sinks back down into his desk chair. Thereโs a polaroid of him and Regulus from Halloween a few years back, alien and a scientist. It was a fucking mess scrubbing all that green paint off again and it didnโt help that Regulus abandoned his sponge in favor of grabbing at Jamesโ hardness through his briefs. It had been the first night they kissed since they were teenagers.ย
With a sudden clarity, all the tension floods out of Jamesโ body with a slightly delirious laugh and he leans his cheek into the warmed glass of his phone screen, โYouโre coming home.โ
Regulus sounds equally giddy, equally drunk on love and fate. โYeah, Jamie, Iโm coming home.โ
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