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synthetickitsune · 2 years ago

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Jeonghan (Seventeen) | Cockroaches fluff | 0.9k A/N: writing this so i can get over it... don't @ me, my feelings were hurt lmao 😭

You didn’t mention the issue the entire evening but you just couldn’t stay silent anymore. It’s childish, you know, and stupid - but to be fair, he also pouts over the silliest things so today it’s your turn. Maybe he’ll realize how pointless it is.

The door to his room is open. You see Jeonghan bathed in the warm light, sitting on the ground and building his new lego set. He looks angelic, so much so you almost forgot why you were looking for him. Just almost, only for a second. You approach him quietly, but you know he knows you’re here by the relaxed smile that blooms on his lips. You loop your arms around his neck and kiss the top of his head. He hums happily, tilting his head back and pouting until you peck his lips. You watch him do the finishing touches on the first part of the structure he’s building before you speak.

“Hannie?”

He makes a noncommittal sound in response without looking away from the pieces in his hands but that actually works for you.

“Would you still love me if I was a cockroach?” He stops in his tracks and sighs. You know he’s gonna tease you so you might as well go all in. “There’s a difference between i love you and hanniehae, right? I could at least get a i love you if I was a cockroach?”

“Is there any chance you wouldn’t watch my lives anymore?” he groans but his lips are curled up, “This is going to be the worm thing all over again.”

“Hey! It’s important,” huffing, you let yourself plop on the ground, clinging to your boyfriend from behind. Not well enough, though, as he moves your arms around himself to be held tighter. You smile, indulging him.

“Why is it so important? You’re not a cockroach, are you?” he teases, his smile audible in his voice.

“But if I wake up one day and I turn into one?” you whine from behind him, “You know, like that one guy in the book.”

“No hanniehae for you then,” he shrugs, laughing at your offended gasp. He sets the pieces in his hands on the floor so he can hold your hands instead.

“What do you mean no hanniehae for me?” you pout - usually it works, but not today.

“It’s called integrity, honey,” he chuckles, “I can’t give you special treatment just because you’re mine.”

“I’d still treat you the best I could if you were a cockroach.”

“I’d throw you out,” he deadpans. His hands squeeze yours, however. Just like always, no matter if you’re being playful or talking seriously, Jeonghan wants to reassure you.

“You’re so mean. How can you say that?” you grumble, but hug him closer. He sighs again, leaning his head back against your shoulder.

“What am I supposed to do? Pet you? Carry you around?” he scoffs, “You’d be a cockroach. I’d crush you.”

“Would you tell me hanniehae before you do though?” As if you didn’t know the answer.

“Of course not,” he teases without a second of hesitation. You let go of his hands, slowly slipping from his grasp to let him work on his legos - but you hope it’ll look dramatic. You know he won’t misunderstand.

“So mean,” you grumble.

“Sell the idea to me then,” he pats your knee, “Get cute with it.”

You take a moment to think. Definitely to think and not to simply enjoy hugging your boyfriend and his soft humming that fills the silence between the clicks as he puts the individual pieces together.

“I could find the pieces you need and bring them to you on my tiny cockroach back,” you eventually say, making him laugh, “And I could live in the things you build or pretend to drive them or whatever.”

“Still a cockroach,” he sing-songs. He reaches back to stroke your thigh when he feels you slump against him. “And anyway, I didn’t know you like my hanniehae so much.”

“I didn’t either,” you shrug, “I like all of them I guess. But this one’s yours.”

“This is what I meant by cute,” he says, still stroking your leg. You hum, adjusting so you can prop your chin on his shoulder and watch him work. He turns his head a little to the side and you recognize the request, kissing his cheek straight away.

“I promise I’ll spoil you while you’re human so we have no regrets if you ever turn into cockroach, hm?” he offers. Honestly, it doesn’t sound so bad. He turns halfway to hug you, kissing all over your face. It tickles and you laugh, soon joined by him.

“I love you so much,” he whispers between laughing. You hug him back before you pull away to finally, finally, connect your lips with his. “I love you more.”

“So we can put this behind us?” he sighs against your lips. He doesn’t move away and you’re almost swayed.

“I still think it’s not fair,” you inform him, elaborating when he gives you a confused look, “Grasshopper carats get praises and can jump on you and poor cockroach carats don’t even get a hanniehae.” It’s impossible to keep the serious facade. He kisses you once more, smiling into the kiss and it’s so addictive you know he could do anything and you’d forgive him.

“I’ll reflect on my insect carats opinions,” he says thoughtfully. He gives you one more quick peck before he turns back to his legos. “If we’re finally done, wanna help me?”

How could you refuse? Especially when he keeps his promise and spoils you with affection. He refills your drink whenever he goes for another glass of water without you asking. When you finish and get into bed, he pulls you close and finally tells you the one word you’ve been begging him to tell you - even if you go to sleep knowing you won’t hear it again should you wake up as a cockroach.

#seventeen #jeonghan #seventeen scenarios #seventeen reactions #seventeen imagines #seventeen x reader #jeonghan x reader #seventeen fluff #svt fluff #svt scenarios #svt reactions #jeonghan fluff #drabble #fluff

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goldfades · 1 year ago

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Not sure if I can combine things but if I can….🧊☕️ Trevor Zegras?

this is sorta angsty ?????? LMAO, but enjoy nonetheless.

make-up sex w zegras sounds like HEAVEN. like yes.

nsfw under the cut!! read with your own discretion

you couldn't help but throw your head back as trevor worked his tongue on your clit, moving his tongue in slow circles. your back arched at the warm sensation, as you gripped the blanket that laid under you and trevor.

everything that you had argued about suddenly seemed unimportant and insignificant now as trevor made up all his mistakes using his tongue, which ironically was the reason why you guys had been fighting in the first place.

"fuck, trev." you whined desperately as he kept his pace slow and sweet, trying to savor your sweet taste. "faster, please."

trevor couldn't smile into your cunt as he kept flicking his tongue at the same steady pace. he removed his mouth from you for a second as he dove his fingers deep into you, prompting your back to arch off the mattress at the new sensation as you let out a loud squeal.

"better, baby?" he asked, teasingly as he thrusted his fingers in and out of your cunt. your pussy clenched tightly around his fingers making his cock twitch in his shorts.

you couldn't even answer with words, letting out a whine of approval. your whole body was shaking ─ you and trevor had been arguing for past couple of weeks so your frustrations kept building up, it felt good to finally let it all out.

trevor watched your reactions closely, his dick getting impossibly harder just by your body's responses to his touch. he couldn't handle it anymore ─ he needed to fuck you, right now or he swore he was going to cum in his pants simply by you.

he removed his fingers from your sopping cunt, causing you to let out a frustrated whine. "relax, sweetheart, i'm gonna fuck you right, alright?" he spoke lustfully as he slowly removed his shorts and boxers.

trevor lined up his tip to your cunt, holding you by the hips as he slowly inserted himself. he couldn't help but let out a moan, his head falling back in pleasure at your warm sensation. your walls tightened around him as you held on to his wrist.

"trevor," you cried out in pleasure as he fully bottomed you out, holding you still by your hips. he let you adjust to his length before he started thrusting in and out of you, quickening his pace as you both relaxed into each other.

"fuck," he breathed out in pleasure as he kept slamming into you, the bed rocking with each hard thrust. he spread your legs further away and moved them upward and your mouth fell open at the new position, trevor repeatedly hitting your g-spot.

you both let out a string of loud moans as your hips kept clashing in union. trevor moved on of his hands up on the headboard, rocking it into the wall with each thrust of his hips.

trevor leaned closer to you, pressing his lips against you as he kept his pace. the familiar pressure in your lower stomach felt like it was about to snap as he kept his harsh pace.

"gonna cum," you whimpered into the kiss as he nodded, his eyes still shut clothes as he concentrated on the warm and sweet feeling of your walls.

a few deep thrusts and you came all over his cock, letting out a loud moan. trevor rode out your high and soon enough, he was finishing deep in your cunt.

you both caught your breaths, trevor falling on top of you. "sorry, baby."

"about what?"

he smiled to himself as he kissed your shoulder, "nothin', baby."

MY 100 FOLLOWER CELLY!

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reidslovely · 2 years ago

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In a Corner I Haunt (Right Where You Left Me)

Authors Note: This is really sad lmao. I’ve been wanting to write this for a long time and seeing the new set photos really just inspired me..angst to come. It is my birthday week so count this as a small gift from me to you!

Pairing: Peter Parker x Fem! Reader

Warnings: Break up, lovers to strangers to whatever this is, my first big angst piece me thinks.

As always please reblog and comment! ___________________________________

The back of the restaurant was her favorite place to sit. It was perfect for watching who came in and out of the bar. Watching those strangers who came in alone and left with someone they met at the bar for a night. Watching the families stumble in. Kids excited to leave the house for the night, the parents looking at one another with a certain kind of admiration after however many years. She watched awkward dates take place, she was here almost every night, same table, same glass of wine, same order.

She wondered if anyone ever watched her in return.

She wondered if anyone thought about her story, why she was here almost every night. Why she sat in the same place of the old brick building, looking out the window of the decades old building. But maybe to the outsiders she was just a ghost stuck in the loop of her most heartbreaking moment. The moment where she felt like she died.

Her excitement peaked as she closed the umbrella under the awning of the brick building. Peter was sitting at their usual table in the back corner of the restaurant dressed in a dark green dress shirt and black slacks. His hair was slightly disheveled, only becoming more messy as he nervously ran his hand through it turning his head to look out the window, (Y/N) smiled raising her hand waving excitedly. Finally her feet carried her into the building, over to the usual table.

“You look handsome.” She spoke leaning down to place a quick kiss on his lips. Peter returned the kiss quickly, being the first to pull away. She paid this no mind. Tonight was a big night, that’s why Peter was nervous.

No other reason.

Peter gave his awkward grimace up to her, which (Y/N) returned excitedly, the tension building in her stomach as she settled across from him. “There are my favorite lovebirds..the usual? Glass of our cheapest red, with an order of flatbread and gnocchi?” The waiter spoke excitedly, clapping his hands together.

“That’ll be perfect Andrew thank you.” Peter spoke swallowing hard, his hands shaking as he spoke. (Y/N) reached out to hold his hand, Peter let it linger for only seconds before dropping her hand patting the top of it. Andrew rushed off, leaving the two alone.

“How was your day?” (Y/N) asked, sipping her water, playing with the locket around her neck which held a photo of her and Peter on the inside.

“Busy. Worked in the lab all morning, had a presentation with Otto that took forever, then I…got the subway here.”

His account of his day was short. Nothing out of the ordinary for when Peter was nervous. He didn’t eat breakfast she had made this morning, rushing off forgetting the usual routine. Breakfast, a goodbye kiss, him forgetting his keys or something else important, before kissing her once more. But this morning everything had gone smoothly, but he left as soon as he got dressed.

She hoped maybe he just didn’t want to ruin any surprises.

She went on the account her day for him, it was short also her excitement making her speech a thousand miles a minute. Her body was on fire basically hoping that in a minute now he’d pull out a ring and ask her to marry him.

It never came. Instead they sat in silence, their wine coming out first Peter was downing it glass after glass. Throughout dinner he was quiet. No quips, no people watching and making up fake backstories for them.

Just silence.

Until after dinner, he reached across the table grabbing her hand. Turning it over in his, her palm facing up.

Now. Now was the moment, Finally he was gonna do it. Quick and simple.

A cold metal dropped into her hand and she looked down to see the key she had given him to her apartment. She looked at Peter confused, furrowing her eyebrows at him.

“I think..I’m sorry. I’m breaking up with you. I, uh, I can’t do this. I love you but I do think it’s best.”

If she was on fire before, her body had broken out in chills, her hair standing on end. Suddenly she could hear every small sound in the restaurant, his voice amplified by ten.

“But I can’t do this. We aren’t right for each other, I’m not right for you. We just don’t fit together anymore..I’m always at the lab and you’re waiting for me at home. This is not how we should be spending our twenties.” He laughs. He’s laughing at her, everyone is laughing at her even if they don’t know it.

“Pete..” Her voice breaks as he stands up. Grabbing his coat biting the inside of her cheek, she reached out for him knocking the wine glass over it shattered on the floor.

“I said it’s over, (Y/N). It’s done. Don’t do this, don’t embarrass yourself begging for a man. You’re better than that.”

It felt like she just had venom spit in her face. Her jaw twitched as she gazed up at him with wet eyelashes, a choked breath left her mouth as she began to cry. Peter turned and walked away. Left her there in that restaurant, tears rolling down her face.

The sun on the window of the restaurant warmed her face as she sipped what was left in her glass. Her hair clipped off her face, though she was older now by several years she still saw that twenty-three year old girl in the reflection.

“Check?” Andrew asked to come to collect the empty dishes.

“Oh uh yeah.” She smiles up at him. Andrew nodded at her walking off with her dishes, she slipped her arms through her sweater tucking a few stray pieces of hair away as she dug in her bag for her card.

As the bell of the restaurant rang she looked up out of reflex, her heart jumping into her throat as she looked at the ghost from the past in front of her. Coffee in hand, dressed nicely in a brown sportcoat and a blue button down, all nicely ironed and buttoned correctly. He had grown up. (Y/N) took a deep breath and smiled at him, lifting her hand to wave at him. Peter walked over slowly, swallowing harshly taking a seat across from her.

“I thought that was you. I was walking towards the school up the road and..I had to know.”

Peter’s hand gestures anxiously in the air as he talks. Running a hand through his perfectly styled hair.

“It’s me.” She gives him a downward smile laced with a certain bittersweet message behind it.

“How..have you been?”

“I’m good, I'm writing for the Bugle. Jameson finally gave me my own office.”

“I know I read your pieces every morning when I have coffee. I meant..”

“I’m good Peter.”

It was a bittersweet lie. She sat here every Friday watching the people move on with their lives, new people come and go. Watching everything play out in the corner. Part of her hoping she’d blink and she’d be back in that moment that she could stop it before it happened. Peter Parker was the only man she had ever loved, and she’d accepted she’d probably never love again.

“I was scared.” He spoke after a few minutes of silence. “I was so scared. You were perfect, you had everything planned. You saw a side of me I never saw, and that terrified me. I was scared of ruining you. I was scared of…you leaving me. I was twenty six and I didn’t have anything planned out, and I was scared one morning you were gonna wake up and you were gonna see that.” He laughed, playing with his fingers, twisting a gold band that sat happily on his left hand. Her heart sank, but she kept her head above the water. “May gave me a ring to propose to with. And that’s what made me run. I am so sorry.”

“We were..so young Peter. I would have followed you to the end of the earth had you asked me. I never intended on leaving you.”

“You didn’t?”

(Y/N) shook her head, giving him a tight lipped smile. He let out a chesty laugh, wiping tears away from his eyes. She caught a glimpse of the ring once more.

“How long have you been…married?”

“Oh uh, god it’ll be 4 years in May.” He nods. “She’s a teacher. I have a daughter too..she’s three she’s at the school with her, I was on my way to pick up. It’s daddy daughter day.”

The water in her mind was getting deeper, she felt the waves pulling her further out. “Whats her name?”

“It’s Camilla.” He nods. “Camilla May Parker.” He laughs, pulling out his phone and pulling up his lock screen. The three captured a perfect family moment Peter with his daughter on his chest and wife on his arm.

That final wave came and pulled her under finally, she wiped away her falling tears. She tried her hardest to hold them back as she looked at him. He had grown into quite the man, he was graying now but only reaching his mid-thirties. He looked just how she pictured he would.

“She’s beautiful, she has your big puppy dog eyes.” She laughs, her body and voice shaking. Suddenly she stood, she needed to get out of this ocean of emotions.

sin “I uhh I have to go Peter. It was really nice seeing you again.” She said biting the inside of her cheek, grabbing her bag and shoving enough cash on the table to pay for the bill that never came. Peter’s hand reached out for her knocking the wine glass to the floor, she looked at him noting the irony in the situation.

“You have a beautiful life Peter..you need to cherish that. We were..basically kids. I will always love you, but I have accepted that you will never love me again. So please go pick up your daughter, and give your wife a kiss and hold her extra tight” She whispers to him as she pulls her hand away. Just like a ghost passing over she finally walked out of the restaurant. Her tears rolled freely down her cheeks and she laughed a bitter laugh at the irony of leaving him right where he left her.

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enby-jetstar · 5 years ago

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ok ok HERE's what I thought. I had to take a break at every ---- page break to absolutely loose my mind and scream or soemthing. "I will rip you apart with the sound of your own screams" is the rawest line in the entire universe, and the scene of Party and Jet kissing on tip of a pile of rubble, a monument to a toppled empire, is the single most iconic thing I've ever read it belongs in a movie or some shit. Kir. You can have your scapula back. ily

oh my god THANK you!!! 😭💖

here are a lot of page breaks in that chapter omg are you okay beet? :')

THANK YOU!! i had to send that line to my zucchini when i first wrote it bc i was afraid it was too much actually slakdfmsi good thing they agreed with you or i'd have second-guessed myself out of including it!!

and!! the kiss on top of the mountain of rubble!! that's been in my head since almost the very beginning of the fic, ever since i knew they'd be going back to the city and defeating bl/ind lkdsfjlkm i'm SO glad you liked it!!!

thank you, beet...........i shall treasure my scapula always uvu 💖

#answers #beet-delinquent #destruction #destruction ch25 #my original idea for the ending didn't include destroying hq #just taking it over #so the kiss was gonna be held on top of the building lmao

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steinfellds · 3 years ago

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Hiii! Could u write a Kate Bishop X Fem!Reader angst fic? R doesn’t think she’s good enough for Kate, but Kate reassures her that she is. Please please please have a happy ending, my heart can’t take the pain. Thank uuuuu!

You're Not Good Enough

Pairing: Kate x fem!reader

Warnings: Angst, crying

1.4K words

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a/n: I'm sorry it took me forever to write a Kate fic lmao

You had been avoiding Kate all week. It's not because you didn't love her, you love her so much and you were doing this for her. You felt as if you weren't good enough for Kate and you were making her sad, so you believed the best thing for Kate was to avoid her.

You held Eleanor Bishop's coffee in your hand as you walked into Bishop Security. You would get a coffee for her every morning.

As you walked through the building you got multiple, "Morning, Y/n." from your co-workers. Normally you would stay and chat with them for a bit but Kate would normally come around to Bishop Security after her archery lessons and you didn't want to bump into her.

You opened the door to Eleanor's office and smiled at her. "Sorry if it's a bit cold, there was a bit of traffic when I was driving here." You apologise, placing the coffee down on her desk.

"Thank you, Y/n." She smiled, lifting the coffee up to her lips.

You went to tell her about what you had finished but her office door swung open. There was only one person who would do that. Kate Bishop.

You tensed and turned around to face your girlfriend. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail and she still had her archery clothes on. She looked so hot.

"Hey, mom. Hey, Y/n." She smiled as she walked towards you and Eleanor.

"Hey," You mumbled, the guilt of avoiding Kate started to wash over you.

"Hey, Kate! How was practice?" Eleanor asked with a smile.

"Good! My friends really want to meet you, Y/n, you should come to my practice sometimes."

You nodded and forced a smile. You did want to meet her friends but you didn't feel good enough to start meeting the important people in Kate's life.

"I'm gonna go back to my office because I need to finish some more stuff," You didn't have to complete any more things because you were ahead of your work but you didn't want to be in the same room as Kate.

"Send me the work you have finished so I can look over it, Y/n," Eleanor called out as you walked out of her office.

After you left Eleanor frowned at Kate.

"Is there something going between you and Y/n?" Eleanor asked, placing her folded hands in her lap.

Kate sighed sadly, so she hadn't been overthinking and you were actually distancing yourself from Kate.

"I honestly have no idea. She's just been acting strange and distant," Kate muttered, fiddling with the ends of her shirt.

"I've noticed," Eleanor hummed "You should try talking about it to her."

Kate nodded, "I know. I was going to the other day but as soon as I stepped in the same room as her, she left."

Kate avoided her mom's eyes as tears started to fill in hers. "Do you think I did something wrong? I try to do my best for her and I'm always trying to do everything in my power to keep her happy."

Eleanor stood up and hugged her daughter. "Hey, none of that now. I'm sure that you haven't done anything wrong. Y/n could just have her days where she just needs to be alone."

"It's been all week though," Kate wiped away a tear that fell from her eye.

"Just go talk to her, hunny, I'm sure it's nothing big." Elenor kissed the top of Kate's head before sitting back down at her desk.

Kate nodded. Her mom was right, you obviously had no intention of talking to her so the only way was to talk to you herself.

You saved the word document you were working on and closed your laptop. You checked your phone and felt your stomach drop when you saw a message from Kate.

Kate: Hey, can we talk when you get off work?

You: Yeah.

Kate: Cool. I'm already in your apartment, do you want me to cook you something?

You smiled, Kate loved cooking for you whenever there was a kitchen around.

You: Make whatever you want, I'll eat it.

You tried to steady your breathing. She was going to break up with you but you knew it was best for her and wouldn't try to beg her to stay.

15 minutes later you pulled up at your apartment.

You went to fish your keys out of your pocket but the door swung open. Kate stood there with a smile. "I made spaghetti."

You smiled and went to kiss her but stopped yourself. Kate was going to break up with you, don't give her kisses or any romantic affection.

Kate went back to the kitchen and started dishing out the food. "Where do you want to eat?"

You closed the door and shrugged, "The dinner table is fine."

You sat down and Kate brought the bowls of spaghetti over to you. She went to sit next to you but decided she should sit across from you while she confronted you about being distant.

You felt more tears pool in your eyes but quickly wiped them away. You love Kate so much but this breakup was going to be best for her.

You ate in a uncomfortable silence until Kate broke it.

"Do you hate me?"

You frowned and looked up at Kate, you hadn't expected that question. "What? No!"

Kate dropped her fork in her bowl and turned her full attention to you. "You've been avoiding me all week, Y/n. Did I do something to you?"

You sighed and started twisting the noodles around your fork. "No, you didn't do something to me. I just-" You didn't know how to tell her you were avoiding her because you felt like you weren't good enough for her.

"Just what, Y/n? If you don't want to be together anymore, please just break up with me." Kate closed her eyes for a split second and she tried to force the tears that were threatening to spill from her eyes back.

You didn't want to break up with Kate, though she deserved somebody so much better than you.

"I still want to be together, Kate," You mumbled softly.

"Then why are you avoiding me?" Kate demanded, raising her voice ever so slightly.

"I'm just not good enough for you, okay?" You surprised yourself at your own confession.

When Kate didn't answer, you got up and walked towards the door. You didn't know where you'd go but Kate obviously thought the same at her lack of response so you were leaving. You would find a new job because it would be awkward working for your ex-girlfriend's mom.

"Where are you going?" Kate asked, standing up from her chair.

"Away. You obviously think the same so it would just be better for me to leave." You grabbed the doorknob and your eyes filled with tears once again but this time you couldn't be bothered to wipe them away.

"What? No, Y/n, your confession just shocked me that's all. You know sometimes it takes me a while to stitch everything I want to say into one sentence," Kate took your hand away from the doorknob and entwined your hands together "I don't know where your 'I'm not good enough' attitude came from but, Y/n, you are more than good enough for me. You are perfect for me, and I love you so much."

Your eyes filled with tears again but this time they were happy tears.

"But-"

"No buts. Y/n, I love you for who you are and I promise you I am so, so happy to be in a relationship with you. I wouldn't change it for the world, okay?" Kate moved her free hand up to your cheek and cupped it.

"I love you," Kate whispered before kissing you softly.

When you pulled back you noticed Kate's eyes were glistening with tears.

"Please don't avoid me again though, please just speak to me instead," Kate begged, using her thumb to wipe some of your tears off your cheek.

You nodded and rested your forehead on Kate's.

"I'm sorry," You spoke softly, feeling guilty about avoiding Kate all week.

"I know, babe," Kate kissed the tip of your nose "Wanna go eat our food and watch a movie to make up for the lost time we had together this week?"

You smiled, "Ice cream too?"

"Of course. My mom gave me my credit card back so get my phone and we can order it."

#kate bishop x reader #kate bishop x you #kate bishop x y/n #kate bishop imagine #mcu fluff #mcu angst #kate bishop angst #kate bishop fluff #kate bishop

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rreyie · 4 years ago

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how they cuddle you...

characters; eren, armin, mikasa, jean, sasha, connie, reiner, bertholdt, porco

warnings; intimate nudity ig

authors note; wrote this last night while i was trying to sleep so sorry if any of the wording is misspelled or hard to read because i was so tired lmao

when you’re cuddling with eren, he gets very clingy, contrasting how he is in normal life. you’ve got his entire body pressing into yours, hands around your waist and his head buried into the crook of your neck. he will only ever do this in bed though, since he feels the most secure there. if you try to get up, his grip becomes iron and he won’t let you go unless you seriously need to go to the bathroom. sometimes you remind him a little too much of his mother, and when he does, he holds you a little tighter.

cuddling with mikasa is truly an experience. she’s a total love bug when you two are alone, and she feels the need to show you how much she truly loves you since she isn’t all that great with words of direct affection. more often than not shes the big spoon, due to her protective nature and muscular build. she loves the way you feel in her arms, you’re like a little pearl and she’s the shell. she will quietly admire your features as your eyes slowly start to shut, and place a very, very gentle kiss on your forehead before she tries to drift off to sleep as well.

armins cuddles are very gentle and timid, almost identical to his personality. he always likes to cuddle before bed, it’s become a part of your night routine just so that you two could experience some intimacy with each other, especially if you two haven’t really gotten a chance to see each other all day. sometimes you’ll both talk about deep subjects, wondering what the future holds for you as a couple and the world itself. other times it’s just a silent display of affection, with your head laying on his chest feeling his heartbeat through his sternum, while he pats or rubs your head or back. his touch is always very soothing, almost healing if that makes sense. when you two cuddle, everything just seems better.

connies cuddles are super goofy and fun. it’s usually never planned, but you’ll somehow end up in his arms and both of your legs are a tangled mess. he might try to tease you by tickling you or verbally teasing you. most times it does end in a tickle fight, with you losing to the tickle monster himself, aka connie. when he’s feeling more mellow, which isn’t often, he will situate himself laying on top of you (literally) and doze off to sleep. one time he got so relaxed he accidentally farted, waking both of you up and blaming it on each other. it was an argument for the next six weeks.

we all know by now that jean is the king of intimacy, so expect his cuddles to be no different. he always craves physical contact, so cuddling is a common thing for the two of you. bonus points if it’s naked cuddles, not because you’re both perverts but because of the warmth it gives you. when there’s cuddling with you two there’s gonna be kissing too, so either expect a gentle make out session or a few soft kisses to your neck and collarbones. he won’t admit it, but he has a soft spot for being a little spoon.

when you’re gonna cuddle with sasha, expect it to be bubbly and fun. she’s giggling the whole time because of how nice it feels to her. she’s also very squirmy and changes positions about every five to ten minutes. this is a rare occasion where she lets her hair down, and she looks like a literal goddess. the most common position between you two is with your head buried in her chest. btw sasha has some big soft boobs, they serve as pillows to your head.

reiners cuddles are unsuspectingly shy. he’s hesitant to engage in physical contact with anybody at first, but when he gains that trust with you, he will finally let you sleep in his bed or vise versa. his big strong arms are clinging onto you for dear life if he’s the big spoon, but he honestly likes being the little spoon better. sometimes he gets really bad night terrors, and he wakes up almost sobbing because of the painful recollection of memories he just had. when that happens, he appreciates being held, kissing his head as you rub his back telling him you’re there. when it comes to cuddling, he longs for a sense of security and thats that the little spoon can do best. he’s silently crying as you cuddle him for the first time, because it just feels so good to feel loved.

cuddling bertholdt is near impossible, but you try to make it work. we all know that his sleeping positions are odd and unpredictable, making cuddling him borderline dangerous- and he always falls asleep when cuddling. the only position he could really be is the big spoon because of his height. he will spoon you and throw a long arm over your ride and place it so that you’re holding hands and your fingers are interlocked. he tries to stay awake so that the doesn’t fall asleep and end up in some weird position, but he ends up sleeping anyways. he accidentally kicked you in the face while turning once and he felt so bad that he treated you to breakfast at a local place the next morning.

porco will try to pretend he doesn’t like to cuddle due to his manly man exterior, but he’s lying to himself. he doesn’t know it, but he’s super duper clingy in his sleep. about five minutes after he falls asleep, he turns over so he’s facing you and nuzzles into your body, hiding his face from the world. he loves to smell you for some reason, it’s kind of a gentle reassurance you’re there with him. when he wakes up, he goes into instant panic mode because oh shit he’s accidentally shown his soft side. but no need to worry sweet porco, your secret is safe with us.

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poge-life · 4 years ago

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365 Days pt 2~ Rafe Cameron

Summary: After barely spending anytime with Rafe after that day on the druthers, Rafe invited you to go with him to a family dinner to make-up for it. After quickly returning home, he decides to show you exactly what he’s wanted to do with you.

Warnings: Smut (duh), choking, spanking, sex against a window, oral (m receiving), fingering, cream-pie, name calling (mostly slut), Rafe being a total babe.

Free ship or story to anyone who can guess how many times I wrote moan in this because I know I used it a lot lmao

word count: 4.1k

365 days

You and Rafe hadn’t had a moments peace since that day on the Druthers. Rafe had been swept away by Topper and Kelce and you had been doing some volunteer work with your mom. Since that day on the Druthers, your need for Rafe had grown stronger. Rafe did indeed ruin you for other men and that was fine.

Of course he would stay over most of the time but he would always be gone when you would wake up due to his best friends coming to take him away for the day. But tonight, Rafe had told you that you would be joining him in going to dinner with his family and you were excited to spend time with him, even if it was with his entire family.

Rafe had come to pick you up in order to get ready at his house and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t have the urge to climb over the console and just ride him in your driveway. But you gave yourself a pat on the back for having that much self restraint. Rafe had picked out your outfit for the night; a red dress that had a look back and clung to you in all the places that drove Rafe crazy. He loved the color red on you, the way it made (y/s/c) glow. You paired it with a pair of black heels and the jewelry Rafe had gifted you.

Rafe was dressed in black from head to toe. A black button up that was rolled up to the elbows tucked into his black dress pants with a pair of black buckle shoes. He had on a gold chain and his rings that you oh-so-loved on his fingers. He left his hair messy, just the way you liked it.

“Damn,” Rafe spoke, leaning against the bathroom door, “I’m the luckiest guy in the Outer Banks. I’m tempted to just tell my dad to fuck off so I can spend all night doing very bad things to you.”

You felt your heart race at his words. It wasn’t like you and Rafe to go this long without having sex and it was driving you nuts. You turned and leaned up against the bathroom sink as Rafe moved closer to you, “I know you’d prefer that over going to dinner. And I know you think about that day out on the boat. Because it’s all I think about.”

“Just how much you came apart for my dick and my mouth and my fingers,” He continued, “I turned you from this good little girl to my needy little slut who will do anything I say. And I know you like it.”

You clench your thighs to keep your arousal at bay from his words. It was no secret to anyone that Rafe had a dirty mouth. He oozes major sex appeal. And he was all yours.

You pushed off the sink, making your way over to him. You wrapped your arms around his neck as Rafe placed his hands on your waist, giving it a squeeze before he moved on to give your ass a squeeze.

“As much as I would love for you to fuck me, and trust me, I really want you too,” you told him, looking up at him through your lashes, “you need to prove to your dad you can handle the business.”

Rafe groaned, knowing you were right. He leaned down and placed his lips on yours, pulling away before he could deepen it. Rafe laughed at the pout on your face, giving your ass a pat before he pulled away, “C’mon, the quicker we go to dinner, the quicker we can fuck.”

Dinner wasn’t as bad as you expected. Of course, Rafe had to make a few remarks to John B but you and Sarah quickly shut it down before it could escalate.

Rafe had his hand on your thigh the entire night and you couldn’t help but wish he would move it just a little bit higher up your dress. He just looked so good and you didn’t understand how you managed to snap him up.

You couldn’t help but wiggle in your seat the closer you got to his house. Rafe had granted your wish and placed his hand just underneath the hem of your dress, but had his pinky rubbing the skin of your upper thigh and just that alone was enough for you to get going.

Shutting off his truck, you waited for Rafe to come around and open your door. This was the Rafe that you fell in love with. The Rafe that was never mean to you. The Rafe that was always sweet and a gentleman.

He held out his hand and you grabbed a hold of it, hoping out of the truck. Rafe shut the door and quickly pushed up against it, tilting your head up to look at him, “what should I do with you tonight, hm?”

You trailed your fingers down his chest, stopping just on his belt, tugging him closer to you, “Mm, you could start by giving me a kiss.”

Rafe smirked at you, nodding his head as he leaned down and gave you what you wanted. Tangling your fingers in his hair, you gave it a tug, causing Rafe to press against you, feeling his obvious arousal against your lower stomach.

You pulled away after biting down on his bottom lip, looking up at him. His lips were swollen and his pupils were dilated and his hair was even messier than before. And you loved it.

“We should go inside before I fuck you right here.” He whispered, pulling you with him up the walkway. Not before seeing your flustered look at the thought of Rafe fucking you against the side of his truck.

He shut the front door behind him and pulled you tight against him, wrapping his hand around your throat, giving it a soft squeeze. You let out a quiet moan at the feeling, looking up at him. Rafe applied a little more pressure as he leaned down to connect your lips together again. He let go of your throat to slide his hands down your waist, over the curve of your ass, and to the back of your thighs, giving them a squeeze. He bent down a bit and picked you up, causing you to wrap your legs around his waist.

Trailing your lips down his jaw and to his neck, you sucked just under his jaw, right where his sweet spot was as he walked you up the stairs and to his room. Rafe tapped the side of your thigh, signaling for you to get down. He opened his door and ushered you into his room, shutting the door as you walked over to his window.

From Rafe’s room, you had a nice view of the pier. You spent many mornings sitting out on the little balcony he had, watching the sunrise when you couldn’t sleep. It was those little moments that you savoured with him before both of you got whisked away for the day.

Rafe walked up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist, placing his chin on your shoulder. You placed your hands on top of his as you leaned back in his embrace, just listening to the quiet.

“You know,” Rafe spoke quietly, “I’ve always wanted to fuck you against this window.”

You hummed, turning your head to look over at him with a smirk, “so what’s stopping you? Sarah isn’t coming home tonight and your parents won’t be back for a while.”

“Fuck, I love that your just as dirty as I am.” He groaned, spinning you in his arms before walking you backwards and pressing you against the window.

Goosebumps showed up from the coolness of the glass against your warm skin. Rafe slid his hand up your thigh and pushed up the bottom of your skirt...only to be met with absolutely nothing.

His eyes darkened as he realized you had gone all night without any underwear, “you’ve been walking around without any underwear?”

You nodded, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth as your face heated up from the look he was giving you. He slid two fingers between your folds, moaning at the feeling of how wet you were. Rafe brought his two fingers up to your mouth and motioned for you to open it. You didn’t break eye contact as you leaned forward and wrapped our lips around his fingers, going down to the knuckles.

Rafe’s mouth dropped slightly as he watched your mouth work on his fingers. You swirled your tongue around his fingers, licking up your arousal. Rafe pulled his fingers out of your mouth and brought them back between your legs, slowly pushing them into your wet pussy.

You let out a moan at the feeling. You clenched around his fingers, causing him to smirk at you, “Already? I’ve barely done anything and you’re already clenching around my fingers.”

You threw him a glare which didn’t last long, as you threw your head back against the glass, arching your back as he maneuvered his wrist to hit that spot, “Fuck!”

“Fuck babe, you’re dripping.”

You looked down at his wrist to see your arousal coating his palm and looked back up at him, “mm, you have that affect on me.”

Rafe felt pride swell up in his chest at your words. He loved the way he made you feel. And he knew he was the only guy who could make you feel this way. Like you said, he ruined you for other guys. And you were perfectly okay with that.

You felt that pressure build up in your stomach, causing you to reach down and grab hold of his wrist as you arched your back off the glass, “Fuck, Rafe!”

“You gonna cum?” He teased, “You know what you have to do, baby.”

You opened your eyes to glare at him, knowing he wouldn’t let you cum unless you beg him for it.

You slowly started grinding down against his hand as you leaned forward, “Please let me cum...daddy.”

“I’m not sure you deserve it, baby. And you wanna know why?”

You nodded as you shut your eyes as he picked up speed with his fingers, “because you walked around without any underwear on. Anyone could have seen your pussy. My pussy.”

“I’m sorry, daddy,” you pouted, looking up at him through your lashes but Rafe shook his head, “Mm, do you want someone else to see my pussy? You want someone else to see how slutty you can be?”

You shook your head no as you moved to grip his shoulders, digging your nails into the fabric of his shirt, “I’m sorry, daddy. I don’t want anyone to see your pussy.”

Rafe tangled his hand in your hair and yanked it back, causing you to let out a moan, “That’s right. You’re my slut. My naughty little girl. So beg me to let you cum. Beg me like the naughty little girl you arm.”

You practically came right there from his words. You stuck out your bottom lip as you looked up at him, “I’m sorry, daddy. Please let me cum. I’ll be good. I wanna cum. Wanna be good for you.”

Rafe hummed as he leaned down to suck on your neck before nipping at your ear, “so cum. Cum on my fingers.”

You felt the fabric of his shirt rip as you gripped it and you knew you would have fallen if Rafe didn’t have hold of you as your climax took over you. Rafe slowly pulled his fingers out of you and they were covered in your cum.

Your mouth dropped as you watched him suck your arousal off his fingers. He raised an eyebrow at you as he pulled his fingers out of his mouth with a pop, “Want to taste?”

You nodded your head and Rafe slammed his mouth against yours, biting your bottom lip as he forced his tongue in your mouth. The kiss was hot and just straight tongue and spit and it was perfect. Just the way you liked it.

Rafe pulled away and looked over at your appearance. Your hair was slightly messy from him pulling on it and your chest was quickly rising. The bottom of your dress was pushed up above hips and your thighs glistened with your arousal.

“Fuck, you look so hot right now.”

Rafe grabbed your hand and pulled you over with him to his bed. He sat down and pulled you down with your legs on either side of him. His hands were on your ass, tightly gripping it as you moved yours to play with his hair.

“Want your dick, baby.” You mumbled, leaning down to place your lips on his as you started to move your hips against his. Rafe tightened the grip he had on your waist as he pulled away from the kiss, “So take it. You want it, do it yourself.”

You quickly jumped up from your spot on his lap and dropped to your knees in front of him, undoing his belt and quickly popping the button and pulling down the zipper. He lifted his hips up so you could pull down his pants and boxers.

Your mouth watered at the sight. His dick was glorious. The tip was red and dripping with precum and every vein looked tempting. You leaned forward and placed a delicate kiss on the tip, causing him to buck his hips up and grab ahold of your hair, “Don’t be a fucking tease.”

You wrapped your lips around the top of his dick and slowly worked the way down. Rafe was thicker than most and had a decent length to it. He definitely gave other guys a run for their money with his dick. You struggled the first few times you gave him head, only ever having given two guys head before.

Your nose was pressed against his pelvis and Rafe thrusted his hips up, causing you to gag and pull away. You took a breath before sucking on the tip. Rafe threw his head back with a groan as he tightened his grip around your hair, “Fuck, baby.”

You pulled his dick out of your mouth and trailed your tongue down the base. You wrapped your hand around him and started to twist your wrist. You leaned down and sucked one of his balls in your mouth, causing him to jump and look down at you in surprise.

This was the first time you had ever done that and he was conflicted on how it felt. On one hand, it felt weird and on the other, it felt fantastic, “Holy shit. That feels good.”

You threw him a wink and moved to suck on the other one. You released it with a pop and went back to sucking on his dick. Rafe grabbed your head with both of his hands and started to quickly thrust into your mouth. You let out a moan at the feeling and Rafe tensed up at the vibrations on his dick.

“Gonna cum right down your slutty little throat.”

You let out another moan at his words, eyes rolling back as you felt your arousal begin to grow again. Rafe let out a smirk as he slowly pulled out of your mouth, “stick your tongue out, baby.”

You did as he said and Rafe tapped his dick against it before sliding back into your mouth. He held your head down against his pelvis and let out a loud moan as he felt your throat contract around his dick.

You grabbed hold of his thighs as he thrusted into your mouth, still holding your head and you felt his thighs tense up, knowing he was about to cum.

Rafe threw his head back and tightened his grip on your hair as he felt his cum shoot into your mouth. He slowly pulled his dick out of your mouth and groaned at the cum that dripped down your chin. You stuck your tongue out before closing your mouth and swallowed, sticking your tongue out again to show him you swallowed it.

“Good girl.” he smirked, rubbing his thumb on your cheek.

You pushed yourself off the floor and pushed him to lay back on the bed as you crawled on top of him, “Need you to fuck me, Rafe. Need your cock so bad.”

Rafe grabbed hold of your ass before bringing his hand down on it. Hard. You let out a moan at the stinging sensation and he soothed the skin by rubbing his hand over where he just smacked, “Yeah? My needy little slut needs her daddy’s big dick? Tell me what you want.”

You sat up and slowly started to unbutton his shirt, “need you to fuck me, daddy. Hard. Need you to show me whose pussy it is.”

Rafe sat up so you could slide his shirt off his shoulders and he moved his hands to pull off your dress, moaning at the sight of your pierced nipples.

You let out a giggle as he leaned forward to suck one of them into his mouth. You shut your eyes and tangled one of your hands in his hair as his other hand came up and played with your other breast.

“God, I can’t get over how perfect your tits are.” He whispered, looking up at you. You rolled your eyes and tugged on his hair, “it’s not like you have a picture of them as your lock screen.”

He shrugged as he moved to flip you over so you now laid underneath him,”need some type of motivation to get up for the day.”

“You’re such a goof.” You smiled causing him to give you his actual smile before he leaned down to place his lips on yours. He grabbed hold of your knee and pulled it up to wrap around his waist as you wrapped your arms around his neck. Rafe moved his hand between the two of you to grab hold of his dick and slid the tips between your folds before pushing all the way in.

Your back arched up off the bed at the feeling of Rafe all the way in you. As much as you two have sex, it always takes a minute for you to get use to his size. Rafe had both of his hands on either side of your head as he slowly began to pull out of you.

He pulled out to leave just the tip in, before quickly thrusting back in. Letting out a loud moan, you dug your nails into his back, causing him to let out a groan at the feeling. The only sounds in the room that could be heard was skin on skin and both of your moans.

Rafe quickly pulled out of you, causing you to let out a whine which was cut short as he flipped you over. He pulled you up by your hips, pulling both of your hands behind your back, Rafe slid back into you. He wasted no time in quickly thrusting in and out of you. He brought one of his hands down on your ass hard, causing you to let out a moan.

Turning your head to the side to try and look at him, you nearly came from the sight of him. His chain was moving along with his pace, he had a light layer of sweat coating his forehead and chest, and his hair was sticking up in the front. He looked heavenly.

“Fuck, Rafe.”

Which was apparently the wrong thing to say. He pulled you up by your hands so your back was flush against his chest and he moved one of his arms around your front so he could wrap his hand around your throat, “what did you call me?”

“R-Rafe.”You stuttered, trying to push your hips back against his but he grabbed hold of your waist, preventing you from doing so,”That’s not my name and you know it.”

“I’m sorry, Daddy.” You leaned your head back onto his shoulder, turning to look at him. Rafe tightened the grip on your waist as he slowly pushed into you, causing you to let out a moan, “Fuck.”

“Yeah? That feel good?” He whispered, gripping your throat tighter as you nodded your head, “harder. Please fuck me harder.”

“You want me to fuck you, baby?” He teased, pushing into slowly again, “want me to fuck you until cum, hm? How bad do you want me? Use your words.”

You pushed your hips back into his, letting out a quiet moan at the feeling. This was by far your favorite position to have sex in. You always felt so...full. His dick felt bigger if that was even possible.

“I need it so bad, daddy,” you moaned, wrapping your hand around the wrist that was holding onto your neck, “need you to fuck me hard. Teach me not to be a slut in public.”

Rafe let out a loud groan as your words and pushed you forward. You propped yourself up on your arms as Rafe quickly began to thrust into you, “Jesus christ, you take my dick so well baby.”

You turned your head to look at him over your shoulder, “Cause you give it to me so good, daddy.”

You moved your hips back to meet his thrusts, causing him to take his hands off your waist, “go on baby. Fuck yourself on my cock.”

You began to move your hips backwards at a fast pace, let out quiet moans any time his dick hit your g-spot. Rafe leaned forward to grab hold of your hair and pulled on it, “you’re such a little slut, aren’t you? So desperate for me to fuck you that you’re doing whatever I tell you.”

You felt the pressure in your stomach grow and your arms were starting to shake, knowing you wouldn’t be able to hold yourself up much longer. Rafe let out a moan at feeling you clench around him. He pushed down on your shoulders and you were grateful to drop down. Rage pushed your legs together and spread your cheeks so he could watch himself go in you.

“You still on birth control?” He asked and you simply gave him a thumbs up, causing him to chuckle before thrusting into you hard. You clenched the sheets between your hands as Rafe began to basically fuck you into next week. He bent one of your knees up so fuck into you at a different angle, going even deeper.

“Oh, fuck yes!” You exclaimed as he began to hit your g-spot. Rafe leaned forward and pressed his chest against your back, moving your hair off your shoulder so he could place a kiss on it, “you wanna cum, baby? You wanna cum on my cock?”

You nodded your head as you leaned over to place your lips on his. The kiss was hot and messy. All teeth and tongue. Just the way you liked it. The knot grew tighter and moaned into his mouth, causing him to pull away. He leaned his head on your shoulder as he laced your fingers between his, grabbing onto the sheets with you.

“Oh fuck.” he groaned, snapping his hips against your ass hard.

“Want you to cum in me, baby.” You whined, “Please cum in me.”

“You wanna cum baby?”

You nodded as Rafe pulled out almost all the way before slamming back into you, “then cum for me.”

You let out a moan, legs shaking as your climax took over. Rafe thrusted into you hard and fast, chasing after his own orgasm. His hips stilled as he thrusted into you hard, one last time. “Oh shit.”

Rafe leaned his head on your shoulder to rest before he pushed himself up to watch himself pull out of you. He let out a groan at seeing his cum leak out of you. He pushed two fingers into you as you let out a moan, legs tensing as he quickly pulled you to another orgasm.

Rafe pulled his fingers out as you turned over on your back, bringing his fingers up to your mouth. He watched with a look of amazement as you sucked both of yours cum off your fingers, “god, I love you.”

You pulled his fingers out of your mouth as you smiled at him, “I love you, too.”

A/N

Here we gooooo! After a long while of me saying I’m going to post it, here it is! Thank you so much for being patient with me and thank you all for the love you guys have showed 365 Days part 1. I didn’t expect it to blow up as much as it did and i really love that you guys love it!

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n0bamak1s · 3 years ago

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clueless - maki zenin x reader

request: “I was thinking Maki Zenin x Fem reader where y/n is really intimidated by Maki and has avoided her since they first met each other. Despite that, they both have feelings for each other and after a while Maki gets annoyed with y/n and confronts her to figure out why she keeps avoiding Maki. And then the reader accidentally confesses and says something like “how could I not feel intimidated by someone so hot!?”” - @wh0legrain

summary: it’s difficult for you to read maki’s intent when she tries to become more approachable to you, which throws of your plan of trying to avoid her at all costs. alternatively titled: maki zenin is terrible at flirting (genre: fluff, attempt at humor, idiots to lovers)

warnings: like one or two swear words, mentions of bruises/scrapes from training

word count: 2.6k

a/n: i honestly had so much fun with the dynamic between maki and reader here! i love the idea that maki would have no idea how to flirt lmao

“don’t look now, but she’s looking at you again.” panda, your current sparring partner, peered at her over your shoulder as you got into a fighting position. of course, out of curiosity you immediately turned around, and unluckily for your own ego, you made direct eye contact with maki. she seemed to have no intent of backing down from your impromptu staring contest, intense black eyes remaining on you, and had you not been so focused on trying to figure out what had caused this sudden interest in you, you’d have noticed the amused glint in her eyes.

did she really have no shame in being caught staring at you?

before giving yourself any more time to process her expression, you whipped your head back around to face panda. at least you were able to take note of the amusement on his face.

“i don’t get why she keeps glaring at me.” you huffed annoyedly, still feeling her gaze burn into the back of your head. shouldn’t she be busy sparring with inumaki? “if it’s about that one time i borrowed her uniform skirt because mine was in the wash, she should be more mad about inumaki and gojo taking it every time she’s on a mission to try it on.”

panda had a shocked expression on his face, as if to ask why the hell you knew about the boys prancing around in the girl’s skirts whenever the opportunity arose, but it was quickly wiped off to be replaced by a knowing sort of smile.

“no, i doubt that’s why.” his voice rang with the sing-songy sound of knowing something you didn’t, but you simply chose to raise an annoyed eyebrow at his annoying little game rather than question him.

even as you ran at him, fists raised defensively, you swore you could still feel a pair of sleek eyes trailing your movements. you slid to dodge panda’s swing at you, leaving a layer of dirt on the hem of your shorts. despite succeeding in avoiding sparring with maki, which admittedly sounded absolutely brutal, you felt extremely ungrateful for panda’s strength as he lifted you up by the wrist. somehow he managed to end up with you flipped onto your back, despite your best efforts to sweep his legs out from under him. if losing to a literal panda in a fight wasn’t embarrassing enough, it didn’t help that this was the moment maki had decided to suddenly start paying attention to you, a fact you became acutely aware of as she hovered over you, her figure shadowed by the sun behind you.

“you okay?” she cocked an eyebrow, extending a hand to pull you to your feet, making you suddenly conscious of how her legs were positioned on either side of you, so you laid beneath her. when you were unable to sputter out a response, she sighed softly, leaning down so she knelt with her knees resting on the dirt on either side of your thighs. a hand waves in front of your face, and makis brows furrow slightly. “did you hit your head or something because of that idiot?” she cocked a thumb at your sparring partner.

something about her sudden proximity seemed to shock you out of your distracted daze, making you push yourself up so you held yourself by palms flat on the ground. taking note of how close your face was to hers, the corners of her mouth turned up in a smirk, her lips parting slightly to show her teeth. you weren’t even sure if she was aware of the fact that she was smiling right now, or the effect she was having on your already embarrassed state as she leaned over you, her figure shadowing yours.

why was she so intent on making fun of you?

“i’m fine!” you managed to blurt out, pulling your knees close to you to escape the compromising position she’d put the both of you in.

her eyes remained playfully narrowed and her lips turned up, but as she opened her mouth to say something, you practically sprung up from the ground as if you weren’t bruised and tired from fighting, turning on your heel to go back to panda. you flashed an awkwardly apologetic smile, before shrouding yourself in panda’s shadow.

you found yourself grateful for the shadow panda cast on you, as it shielded your eyes from the sun, and the glare you knew was inevitably resting behind maki’s glasses.

the four of you remained sparring until the first glimpse of heavy gray clouds masqueraded the blistering sun. you helped panda up from where he’d laid on the ground, spotting out of the corner of your eye none other than gojo, who looked almost comical inspecting the state of the sky with his usual dopey smile while still adorning his iconic blindfold. had you not known any better, you’d say he looked like a complete idiot.

on the other hand, maki, who did know better, seemed to have no problem stating that he did, in fact, look like a complete idiot.

“so are you just gonna stand there all day, moron? or do you actually have something important to say for once.” maki crossed her arms over her chest, making her jacket taut over her muscles, catching your attention for the briefest of moments. you quickly averted your eyes back to gojo in hopes of not being caught staring as she had earlier, as if you were a kid caught with their hand in the cookie jar. though you couldn’t see gojos eyes, you could sense a sort of mischief from him as he smiled at you. was today just some weird holiday where people stared at you for no reason that no one had informed you about?

“you guys seem to have the sky on your side today.” gojo smiled widely as his gaze flickered between the four of you lined up in front of him. “since it seems to be about to rain, you guys can get off a little early today, just go clean up in the bathrooms if you need to.” he waved his hands at you all, in a motion that seemed to be shooing you away.

you begin to feel the beginnings of drizzling rain hitting the tip of your nose, and the top of your head, and take that as your cue to leave. letting out a breath you didn’t know you had been holding in, you unzipped and shrugged off your hoodie, throwing it over your shoulder as you turned towards the heavy doors of the school building. you’d only gotten a couple steps closer than you’d been before you heard the familiar sound of your name, called from the less familiar source that was maki zenin.

“wait up!” she called, taking long strides to catch up to you. “if we’re cleaning up now, i’ll come with you and i can help you if you got scraped or anything.” her hand rubbed the back of her neck, and a soft smile cracked onto her lips, egging you on to respond.

you furrowed your brows slightly. she had never bothered to help you out like this before, so what made it different. “i think i’ll be fine.” you hoped your embarrassment at the idea of the situation didn’t show on your face.

“tch, it’s not like i’m planning to kill you in there or anything.” honestly, you wouldn’t be surprised if she had been. “it’ll just be weird if we’re both patching ourselves up in silence when there’s clearly a more efficient way to do it.”

screw her for always being correct.

you nodded your head in agreement in a way that was comically defeated. she motioned for you to follow her, and so you trailed behind her like a lost puppy.

though you had no way to prove it, you could’ve sworn that gojo winked at you from underneath his blindfold as you passed him.

the two of you walked in silence that seemed comfortable for you, but maki seemed clearly impatient.

“i wanted to check on you and ask if you were alright.” she broke the silence, pulling off her rain stained glasses to wipe them on the edge of her shorts. “you seemed really frazzled earlier, so if you hit your head or something we can take you to shoko, i wouldn’t want you to get seriously hurt or something.”

you were somewhat surprised by her words, but feigned indifference as you smiled reassuringly. “i’m fine, was just kinda lost in my thoughts earlier. guess you kinda just caught me off guard.” you were telling the truth, so why did it feel as if you were lying straight through your teeth?

as she swung open the girls bathroom door, she gave you an incredulous look, as if she was trying to recall the events of the day that could have made you so tense. you hoisted yourself up to sit on the sink, leaning back with a sigh of relief from finally relaxing your muscles. maki grabbed the small first aid kit, positioning herself to stand between your legs,a position that was oddly reminiscent of when you’d been on the field earlier. she caught your wrist in your hand, causing you to jump slightly as her eyes scanned your forearm, riddled with some bruises from training, but nothing that really needed cleaning.

“what could i have possibly done to catch you off guard?” her words sounded concerned, but contrasted the teasing smile playing at her lips. under the fluorescent lights, you could make out the flush tinted on her cheeks from being outside all day, as if she’d been kissed by the sun herself.

suddenly you felt very shy, twiddling with your thumbs in your lap, and willing your eyes anywhere but where they’d meet maki’s. to her, your current flustered state was an amusing contrast to how you were when fighting curses, your usual confident and strong willed demeanor had been replaced with the attitude of a bashful school girl. still, you knew you’d have to be confrontational in this moment.

“please stop teasing me, maki.” you looked her dead in the eyes, wiping the amusement from her face, and swapping it with a mixture of shock and worry.

“i’m not making fun of you.” she shook her head, her already pink dusted cheeks turning more red. “what makes you think I am?”

you chucked humourlessly. “well if the glaring at me wasn’t enough, you seem to keep trying to embarrass me. if it’s because of that time i borrowed your skirt without telling you, i really am sorry, but stop trying to make fun of me.”

“when did you borrow my skirt? i always just assume it’s the boys being idiots. you can borrow my skirt anytime you want.” you wished you could be mad at her for her nonchalance. “besides, YOU’RE the one who’s always avoiding me, panda told me i should try to be more approachable, so i thought eye contact might help.” she shrugged exasperatedly, placing her hands flat on sink, resting on either side of your thighs.

“well, you don’t exactly have the most approachable face when you’re making ‘eye contact.’ you had me thinking you were plotting my downfall in your head or something.” she stifled a laugh at your overdramatization. “it was totally intimidating.”

“oh?” her smile was dopey, one that only you would be flustered by. “does that mean i make you nervous?” her voice was hushed as she tilted her head downwards toward you, looking satisfied with herself.

“well you’re gonna make anyone nervous if you’re sending them death glares one second and offering to clean their wounds the next.”

her only response was a laugh as she buried her face in her hands. it wasn’t a mean laugh, not one directed at you, more so just her laughing at what idiots the both of you were being.

“you really thought i hated you?” her words were spaced apart by involuntary giggles, her mouth was stretched into a wide grin, almost like one from gojo. “man, i thought i was so obvious!” she turned to hoist herself next to you on the sink, leaning her head on your shoulder as her whole body shook from laughter.

you said nothing in response, just processing if this moment was real. you’d hardly seen maki smile before today, let alone laugh.

“you mean to tell me you’ve spent all this time avoiding me because you thought i hated you?” admittedly, when she repeated it back to you after her outburst of laughter, it did sound rather ridiculous. but to be fair, she should’ve considered the possibility before her sorry attempt to be more approachable.

“it’s not my fault you scare the crap out of me, i mean, how could i not be intimidated by someone so hot!” your mouth moves faster than your brain, and she lifts her head from your shoulder, making you hyper aware of both your words and your sudden proximity to her face.

shit.

your eyes are wide as saucers as you stare at her, convinced that, like a dinosaur, if you don’t move, she won’t even notice you’re there. much to your dread, she smiles yet again (seriously, today alone make up a solid 90% of the times you’d ever seen her smile.)

“you’re such a dumbass, you know?” you can hear the laughter threatening to bubble up in her voice. you wish you could come up with a clever comeback, but you just stared back, moth gaping like a fish out of water. “the reason i was asking panda for advice was because i like you. in hindsight, i suppose he’s probably not the most reliable when it comes to relationship advice.”

“all you really got out of following his advice was making a fool out of me.” you looked down at your feet. “but i guess i kind of did that myself anyways.”

“don’t beat yourself up about it. it’s cute.” she leaned forward so she was in your peripheral, willing you to look at her. “plus if you weren’t such an idiot, i’d have to keep sending you ‘death glares’, as you like to call them, to get your attention.” she chuckled, and you lifted your hand to shove her playfully, before she caught your wrist effortlessly, tugging slightly so you could feel her breath fan on your face.

once again, your mouth moved before you had time to think. “maki...can i kiss you?” you’d taken note of how her eyes darted between your eyes and your lips.

it was her turn to be bashful now. she nodded slowly, her eyes half lidded, as she dared to close the small amount of distance between the both of you. without second thought, you press your lips to hers tenderly, letting your arms loop around her neck, hands meeting between her shoulder blades. her eyelashes tickle your face as they flutter closed, with her hands balancing her, palms flat on the sink counter. the pitter pattering sound of rain from outside echoed in you ears.

the kiss is messy and awkward, but in that moment, you felt on top of the world, smiling into it without a care in the world as your fingers played with the ends of her ponytail. you break away reluctantly for air, taking in the dopey smile on her face, and the way her hands reached to grab yours to hold in her own, rubbing small circles in the back of your hand with her calloused thumb. her breathing is soft and steady, clearly still readjusting after your kiss. wordlessly, she leans forward to rest her head on your shoulder, so you can feel her breath hit the crook of your neck, making your breath hitch in your throat.

“thank god you’re such an idiot.”

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watchmegetobsessed · 3 years ago

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ANOTHER TITLE

a/n: personally i’ve been waiting for this part to come since the beginning lmao, so here is the proposal finally!! it’s like so fluffy, almost disgustingly, but i just couldn’t help myself

pairing: Sebastian Stan X Reader

word count: 1.8k

This fic is part of the LITTLE ONE series, but can be read as a simple oneshot as well! Find the masterpost of the series HERE!

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You’ve been eating like a hormonal teenage boy these past weeks and you know it needs to stop and held under control, but you just can’t help yourself. It’s like your stomach has become a black hole that needs to absorb any and every food that’s home, you’re constantly snacking beside the large portions you eat three times a day, there’s always something you’re craving, the shopping list on the fridge is changing every hour because you think of something else to eat.

Luckily, you haven’t gained that much weight besides the noticeable bump that’s your baby in your belly, seems like your little girl does need all the food and she uses it instead of letting it all get stuck on other parts of your body, so you’re fine for just now.

Sitting on the couch, watching some kind of soap opera, you’re snacking on an entire jar of Nutella this time, shamelessly stuffing your mouth with the sweet, thick stuff, pretty sure that nothing will be left of it by the end of the day. Sebastian is away again for his second filming that was scheduled even before you found out you were pregnant and he messed around with it a little, shortening it once again and you just visited him last weekend. Now that you are pushing the end of your second trimester, your bump is quite evident, not something you can hide easily, so when you showed up on set with your boyfriend, you didn’t even try to cover it up, knowing well someone would spot it sooner or later. However everyone on the team has been so respectful, keeping the news to themselves, because no headlines have been made about your pregnancy just yet, keeping the secret even longer. To be honest, you’re surprised it hasn’t been discovered sooner, you thoughr someone would catch you out and about and see right through your baggy clothes and sell the news to the tabloids, but now you are in the sixth month and no one knows a thing.

Your phone chimes next to you, a text from Seb and you hum to yourself happily, putting the jar aside to grab the phone and see what he wrote.

“How are my two favorite girls doing? Miss you a lot!”

He even attached a silly selfie of himself in hair and makeup, he looks adorable with the clips in his hair and some kind of patches under his eyes. Like a real beauty guru.

Grabbing the Nutella, you place it on top of your bump as you move the phone to a lower angle and take a selfie that makes your bump look even bigger, the jar on top and you grinning widely at the camera as you snap a picture and send it to him with your reply.

“Enjoying our third snack of the day at 11 am! Miss you too, can’t wait to see you next week!”

He reads the message right away, his reply coming just seconds later.

“Look at that bump! You look gorgeous, baby! Can’t wait to see you too, have fun with your sister today, love you lots Xx”

Since he has left you’ve been trying to keep yourself busy so you don’t miss him too much and you’re also using these weeks to spend as much time with your friends and family as possible, knowing well once the baby arrives you won’t be going out that much for a while, nestled up in your home, learning the ropes of being a mother. Today you are meeting up with your sister, she is taking you out to this alleged new, quite fancy restaurant you haven’t heard about before. She claimed that it’s really exclusive, so you don’t have to worry about being photographed or bothered, but she also told you to glam yourself up for the occasion. It’s gonna be some nice sister time, something you haven’t been able to do in a long time.

You take the assignment seriously, doing your hair and makeup the best you can and you decide to put on a flowy maxi dress with a soft, knitted cardigan, very much going for a kind of cottage core vibe. Leaving just in time you text your sister that you’re on your way, putting the address into the GPS and heading out of town, because the place is near the beach. She texts you back that she’ll meet you there and so your short little road trip begins. Sitting in the car you’re listening to one of the many playlists Sebastian has made for you and the baby, he likes to play them at home, humming the songs under his breath, hoping to start educating your little girl in the field of music as early as possible. You have to admit he has a good taste, so you don’t mind it at all.

As you follow the instructions of the GPS you find the place that’s supposed to be your destination, but it doesn’t seem like a restaurant at all, more like a mansion of some kind, a very expensive looking if you are being honest. There are no other cars, no sign of other people so as you park at the front you call your sister.

“Hey, I’m right outside, but I have a feeling I’m at the wrong place? It doesn’t look like a restaurant.”

“Oh, don’t worry! You’re at the right place! I’m a little late, but I’ll be there soon, just go inside, they are expecting us!” she assures you, but you’re still not convinced.

Ending the call you approach the entrance and for your surprise the heavy doors open before you could even knock or find the bell. A man in a tuxedo appears in front of you, smiling warmly at you.

“Miss Y/L/N?”

“Uh, yeah,” you nod, a little shy and confused.

“Please, follow me,” prompts as you walk inside and the two of you start crossing the grandiose hall of the building.

At this point you are sure it’s not a restaurant, but you have no idea why your sister wanted you to come here. You want to ask the man if you’re even at the right place, but he called you by your name so he was expecting you, this has to be the place where you’re supposed to be. More and more questions pile up in your head as you follow him out to the backyard, a gigantic, flower-filled garden that’s straight out of a fairytale, a path leading down to the beach where there’s a dreamy little pergola with even more flowers and fairy lights and as your eyes fall on the figure standing in the middle of the pergola, you immediately gasp.

Because surrounded with all the flowers and lights, there is Sebastian standing in an elegant suit, smiling widely at you as the man next to you helps you down the stairs before you start walking down the path to him.

Tears are flooding your eyes, because you already know what it is, but you can’t believe it’s really happening. He was so sneaky, he got home from filming earlier and even made your sister play along to surprise you, he is such a romantic soul, no one can change your mind about that!

“You’re not in Atlanta!” you tell him when he is finally close enough to hear you. He chuckles sweetly, taking a few steps forward to meet you sooner, his hands finding your waist as you cup his face in your hands, pulling him down to kiss you right away.

“No, I’m not, baby,” he smirks, his hands sliding to your belly, gently stroking the sides as you wipe your tears away, but there’s no use, because the next moment, he steps back a little, just enough so that he can get down on one knee and you’re crying again when you see him pull out a little velvety box from his pocket.

You were expecting it. You knew he would propose before the baby arrives, but you just didn’t know when and how, but he surely outdone himself with his little surprise.

“My Love, Y/N,” he starts after a deep breath, his hands finding yours and you can feel the shaking, but you’re not sure if it’s coming from yours or his. Probably both. “I’ve spent the best years of my life with you and I haven’t been the same man since the day I met you, but in the best way possible. You are the most amazing woman I’ve ever met and I’m so lucky that you did not only choose to be with me, but you are now carrying our baby under your heart as well, out little one who is equal parts of you and me, though you’re doing ninety percent of the job here,” he adds with a chuckle, making you laugh through your tears. “I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you the moment you were so badass on your first date, kissing me when I didn’t have the balls to do the first step, but I’m glad you did. I fell in love with you right then and there and the same thing has been happening every day, over and over again since then. I know we went a little out of order with everything we had planned,” he smirks, glancing down at your bump before his blue eyes find yours again, “but that doesn’t change the fact that I want to spend the rest of my life with you, so I have a question for you.”

He pops the lid of the box open, a gorgeous, brilliant diamond ring coming to your vision, sparkling in the warm afternoon Sun so perfectly, it takes your breath away.

“Y/N Y/L/N, will you make me the happiest man alive and marry me?” he asks, clearly nervous, even though there’s no doubt about your answer, you’ve told him plenty of times before that you want to marry him, but still, it’s a huge moment in both your lives.

“Yes, yes, yes!” you nod eagerly as you both start laughing in relief, his shaky fingers tagging the ring out of the box and sliding it to your finger gently, before he brings your hand to his mouth and kisses the ring.

Then he finally stands up and you basically throw yourself into his arms, kissing him like your life depends on it as he kisses you back with just as much force.

“I love you and I can’t wait to call you my wife,” he sighs pleased against your lips.

“Mm, another title in the line? Girlfriend, baby mama, fiancé and then wife,” you giggle giddily.

“You missed one,” he cocks an eyebrow at you slyly.

“Which one?”

“Love of my life.”

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kerie-prince · 4 years ago

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lights, camera, action (m)

Draco Malfoy x Reader

requested: (anon) Draco wants to make a sextape request

warnings: nsfw, unprotected sex, filmed sex, oral (fem receiving), edging, praise kink, dirty talk, biting (? idk if it counts tbh)

summary: Draco persuades you into filming you both during sex

a/n: damn, did i really write this? i put so many descriptions for everything, it's like i'm an actual erotica novelist. they take a whole page to describe ONE vein. whew chile, anyways. here's this lmao

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Draco laid on your bed, the orange sunlight illuminating your room as he played with your new camera. He never expected you to take interest in the muggle photography school, but he fully supported you going into it.

This new camera given to you was an anniversary gift from Draco. When he gave you the camera that you initially started saving money for, you jumped in excitement. It had wide, changeable scopes and had a professional microphone attached to it. It became your favorite toy as you took it to classes everyday and with every trip you went on with your blond boyfriend.

Right now, you were sitting on your desk looking over all the photos you took on the streets for an upcoming assignment through your laptop. They were pictures in sepia of people walking and doing everyday normal things, but in Draco’s eyes, it was pure art.

As he was going through the gallery on the camera, he came across a couple videos. They were from a trip to Italy last spring and mostly consisted of you walking behind him and focusing the lens on him walking. The next video was sweet; it was you holding the camera to film both of you together in the hotel room laughing together.

While the memory was a lovely one and brought a smile to his face, a peculiar thought flashed across his mind. He placed the camera on your night stand before getting off the bed and stood behind you seated in your chair. His slender hands came up to rub your shoulders and smiled – no, smirked – when you sighed in content.

“Darling, are you almost done?” You didn't hear the way his voice became octaves lower.

“Almost. Just a couple more edits and I'll be all done,” you told him. You stretched your neck out to the side to crack the stiffness in your bones from sitting in the same position for so long. While the relief felt nice, you didn't expect to feel Draco’s mouth to attach to the exposed flesh.

His lips were smooth, always cared for and never became chapped. As he placed wet kisses on you, your homework was left forgotten. It's not due for another few days anyway.

All you could focus were the wet kisses and little nibbles on your neck. You tilted your neck a bit further for Draco to access the dip of your neck and shoulder, biting harshly to leave a mark. When he pulled away, you turned your rolling chair around and stood up to kiss your boyfriend.

The kiss was hot, sensual and breath-taking. His hands were tangled in your hair as you held his waist, hands grasping at his shirt. His tongue easily slipped in your mouth when you gasped from one of his hands tugging at the hair on the base of your neck.

No matter how many times you've kissed your boyfriend, he never failed to send an eruption of butterflies in your stomach. It felt like the first time every time.

His legs guided you to your bed and he let you fall onto it. You were about to pull your sweatshirt off before he stopped you. You watched as he picked up your camera and opened the display screen. “Love, mind if I make a suggestion?” You nodded at his question, getting excited.

The red recording light lit up and Draco looked at you through the screen, “Just want something to remember this by for later.” There was an electric feeling making its course through your veins. If you were honest with yourself, you’ve wanted to do this for a long time but didn't know how to bring it up.

You sat up and lifted your sweatshirt over your head, gently tossing it to the side. Your subconscious cursed at you for not wearing a cuter bra, but it’s not like it mattered anyway since it was eventually going to come off. Draco licked his bottom lip as he watched you through the camera. He could feel himself getting hard in his jeans. His eyes looked around where to place the camera down and landed on the dresser across from your bed. He angled it to have a perfect view of the two of you without it being too far or too close. Once set, he grabbed his shirt from the back and threw it over in a rush and unbuttoned his jeans. He crawled on top of you and immediately started peppering kisses in the valley of your neck causing you to giggle.

Draco’s hand roamed to your back and fumbled with the bra clasps. You could feel that he was struggling with it so you lifted yourself up a little bit to make it easier. Once it was torn off, he looked into your eyes as he lowered himself into your breasts and gave them soft, teasing kisses before taking one of your nipples in his mouth. You used one of your free hands to massage the one that was free as Draco used one of his to sneak inside your leggings.

His fingers were playing with your clit over your panties, rubbing it in slow circles. A soft moan fell out of your mouth when Draco bit on your nipple. He could feel you dampening beneath his touch, “Let’s take these off.” Draco lifted himself up to hook your leggings and panties together and take them off in one go. Almost forgetting about the camera, he looked in both adoration and primal lust at the image of your sprawled out with your legs open for him. He palmed himself before getting down on his knees and pulled you closer to the edge of your bed. His fingers played with your slit to feel how soaked you had become, “You look so pretty like this, princess.”

You said a soft ‘thank you’ and blushed. “‘M gonna make you feel good,” were his last words before he leaned in and licked a long stripe on your lips. Your hands rested gingerly on the top of his head and your hips moved on their own against him.

Every now and then, he would open his eyes and stare at you, loving the way your lips quivered and eyebrows knotted in pleasure. He moaned into your pussy, the vibration adding to your arousal. Unexpectedly, Draco softly bit the skin above your cunt, causing you to arch your back up. He used this moment to smoothly enter two of his ring-clad fingers into your heat. The fingers worked to stretch you out for what was to come soon.

Your breathy moans flowed around the room as Draco's slender fingers scissors your sleek walls, “How does that feel, baby?” You tried to come up with a response, but all you could muster were needy whimpers. You were becoming addicted to the feeling of his rings brushing against a sensitive spot inside, the warm silver adding more pressure.

Draco stretched his thumb across to draw the number eight on your swelling clit. He leaned closer to spit on your pussy and used the fingers of his free hand to spread the lubricant around.

Your legs were shifting around and the telltale sign of your hips stuttering told Draco that you were close to your orgasm. He pumped his fingers faster, building the knotting feeling in your abdomen until you felt nothing at all.

Draco chuckled deeply as you glared up at him. “That’s not funny, Draco,” you scolded. He lowered his jeans to the floor and kicked them off, returning to his spot on top of you. Draco grabbed one of your hands and used it to palm himself. He was semi-hard, and you took it upon yourself to guide your hand and start jerking him off over the cotton fabric. You looked up at your boyfriend feigning innocence, knowing that it drove him crazy to watch you with doe eyes as you pretended you weren’t doing the dirtiest acts.

After a few minutes of teasing, he became frustrated and nearly ripped his boxers off. He manhandled your hand onto his bare dick again, jerking himself off at this point. You would give him little squeezes and use your unoccupied hand to massage his balls. Like he did with you earlier, you bent down to spit on the tip of his cock which had become fully hard now.

“Draco,” you moaned, “I want you in me.” He groaned at your request, pushing you down on your back and positioned himself to lie comfortably, grabbing your legs and guiding them over his hips.

Your boyfriend rubbed his tip up and down your lips, spitting once again and spread it around his dick before he slowly entered your pussy. He didn't need it, though. You were already so wet from him devouring you and from watching him work on his own dick with your hand.

Your pussy welcomed his cock, embracing how it perfectly stretched you from the inside. His hips started rocking back and forth and you moved your hips to match his set rhythm.

Draco leaned down and marked more hickeys all over your neck. His ears picked up on your groans, whimpers and moans. Sounds that were hotter than that of a porn star. You held a bunch of the soft blond hair and tugged on them to get a sound from him.

“Oh my Merlin, you feel so – o-oh! – you feel so good inside me, Dray,” you encouraged him. Your legs wrapped around his waist and pulled his body closer for him to thrust deeper into you. His thrusts became rougher and faster.

“Is that right, baby? Is my cock making you feel good?”

“Yes! Oh, Merlin, yes,” tears were threatening to spill. The familiar tightness was building up inside you. You tightened yourself around Draco, gaining a delicious groan from him. “Are you gonna cum for me?”

“I’m cumming, I’m cumming, I’m–” once again, this bastard edged you on. Draco had quickly pulled himself off and not only denied you of an orgasm, but laughed at the tears of frustration and possibly also anger on your face.

You slapped his biceps and tried guiding him back inside you. He quit the torture tactics and pushed himself back into your cunt with a harsh snap of the hips, jolting your body up. You let out a scream as he started his fast pace, pistoning in and out with only the tip ever staying in. The only words that left your mouth was ‘Fuck’ and ‘Draco’.

Draco held his head up to watch you unravel on him, proud of himself to see you in such a state because of him. As if his ego wasn't big enough.

The blond changed his slouched position into one of him sitting up on his knees and grabbed your legs and draped them over his shoulders. The stretch stung a little, making you drown in madness from all the sensations of some pain, but all pleasure.

If at all possible, you felt him even deeper in this position he had you in. Your own hands worked by themselves, one holding a leg closer to you, and the other slithering down to flick harshly on your clit.

The sight was pure erotica. Draco was breathing heavily, sweat thick on his skin and so close to his climax but he found the strength in him to keep going and get you to yours first at least.

“Dray, I’m gonna… I'm–”

“Go ahead, darling. Cum on my cock,” Draco told you between breaths. As if on command, your orgasm hit you hard with a scream of his name, a result from the denied ones earlier. Your legs twitched and your hips were moving sporadically with Draco’s.

As you were coming down from your high, Draco kept thrusting until he rushed out and spilled himself all over your chest. You opened your mouth and stuck your tongue out to catch some of his spurts of cum. The warm, slightly salty taste running down your throat.

Nearly exhausted, Draco fell on top of you. You both kept trying to gather your breaths back to normal. Once you did, your boyfriend raised himself off to grab some tissues to wipe his seeds off of both your chests. He then threw his boxers off and walked over to the camera on the dresser.

You had actually forgotten all about it, too caught up in the moment.

Draco joined you back on the bed and went through the gallery of the camera, trying to find the video he just filmed. And when he found it, he smirked at the time-stamp.

18:39

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bts-trash-blog · 4 years ago

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Please:BTS Wolf Pack Au

Summary:Per-heat nesting, heats, rutts, marks oh my

Pariring: Werewolf BTS OT7(Yoongi centered) x Werewolf Reader

Warning: A very-Very-smutty segment of my previous Wolf Pack Poly Au, Three Words ,Devil Book and Pre-Heat.

An: Finally posting this, and I was like Halloween is a good time for some freaking werewolf smut lmao. Happy Halloween my freaks.

Fire.

It felt like fire was burning you from the inside out, your hands gripping the fur under you as you let out sobs. The tears burning your cheeks, as you hear Yoongi let out a comforting chirp. His hands rubbing up and down your cafe as you felt the uncomfortable sticky feeling between your thighs. You couldn’t help the whimper passing your lips as your body curled slightly away from him making him let out a soft breath as he moved closer and rested your legs over his lap turning your onto your back. Your breathing was brought to pants as your hands stopped his that was on your knee making his black eyes snap to yours.

“Alpha.” You cried out, making Yoongi rush on top of you, his body resting over yours as his head nuzzles into your neck making you relax. The fire soothes for a second as his nose up and down the column of your neck. His hands kneading at the flesh of your hips as you let out a soft purr like sound, your hands moving to wrap around his shoulders as one of his hands moves down to rest against your thigh.

“Omega.” He growled, making you let out a loud whimper as you pushed and pulled at the shirt he was wearing, making him let out a soft laugh as he lifted off you and stripped himself down. His naked body pressed against your own, you had stripped an hour ago when the heat wave began and the sound of Yoongi choking had you laughing and your Omega letting out whines and gaspe for him though you and you omega knew your body wasn’t ready before. But now, now it was. “I’ve got you.” Yoongi mumbled his hands rubbing up and down your fiery skin as you let out whimpers.

“Please..need you.” You whined, your hand grabbing his arm pulling him on top of you as your lips pressed to his, making him let out a growl as one of your legs wrapped around the back of his thigh. He let out a loud growl as his shaft slipped past your wet slips as the tip pressed against your swollen clit. The feeling had you letting out a soft scream, pushing past your lips onto his as he looked at you and took a deep breath in. “Alpha please please please. Omega wants, omega needs.” Your words had him growling as he pressed open mouthed kiss to your lips then trailed down your neck, his tongue slipping down to your collarbone making you jutt your hips. The feeling of his shaft moving as his tip hit your clit again and again as you moved your hips had your eyes rolling to the back of your head, your chest lifting off of the furs below you. Whimpers and whines leaving your lips as Yoongi's lips finally met your breast, his lips wrapping around your nipple as his cock stopped moving against you and instead it was his abdomen making you let out a whine as your hand wrapped around his hair and pulled.

“Fuck. Gonna breed you.” He growled lifting off of you and roughly flipping your onto your stomach, the movement making your grunt as he growled again. Your hand reaching for Namjoons scarf, once in your grasp you felt his cock shift and move against your heat as you let out a whine.

“Please want your pups. Please.” Your words had him let out a shutter of breath, and it seems even his body shook slightly at your words as he grabbed your hips and lifted them off of the mattress. Pressing himself to your backside as his legs spread yours out further arpat, making your chest sink deep against the furs. Your breast rubbing against the making you let out another sensitive whine.

“Yeah? Want my pup? Want to make our pack grow? Hmm Omega want our pups? Imagine how round you’d be.” His words were met with your whine as your hand reached back and hit his thigh wanting him to get one with it. “Huh? What do you want?” He teased making you let out a sob as you hand hit his thigh once again, his fingers grabbing your hand and placing it on your back.

“Fuck me. Put your fucking cock inside of me!” At that you felt his tip prob at your entrance as he finally slammed into you full, making your eyes roll back as you howled left your lips. Drool building at the corner of your mouth as he stilled for a second, a deep gruttled moan passing his lips as he held onto your arms that were against your back, as he pulled almost all the way out, his hips then slammed back into you making your hand wrap tighter around Namjoons scarf as you felt your Omega front.

“Fuck. Namjoon was right your fucking pussy is built for us. Fuck all I can is imagine you and Namjoon fucking while I shove my cock down your throat.” His words were met with thrust after thrust, the feeling of the burning of your heatwave leaving and being met with a feeling of satisfaction. “Kookie would love the feeling of your pussy after both Namjoon and I took you. I know he does when we take Jimin or Jin. He loves it even when we’ve filled Taehyung and Hosek. Fuck I can imgin Hosek and I takeing you omega, filling you up perfectly.” His words had you let out panting breath as drools started to slip past your lips as you let out a whimper. “Gonna knot you.”

“Yes fuck yes, knot omega, please.” You begged, the tears in your eyes falling as his hips started snapping again and again. Deeper and deeper. You could seem to catch your breath as you felt the stinging sensation at your core as your toes curled. A silent scream passed your lips as your orgasm shook your body as you felt a stretch. One you understood, unlike the first time with Namjoon, yet it was unfamiliar as it was Yoongi. But it was so satisfying.

“Such a good Omega, my good omega.” He mumbled in your ear, lips trailing his ear and down his neck, as he kept thrusting softly as his knot grew. His hips moving long and deep as his lips trailed your neck. The feeling of Yoongi canines brushing pasted Namjoons mark and then the right of it as you hear his deep breath. “Gonna mark you.” As he slowed, no longer be able to pull out he rolled his hips as he let out a shutter, warm cum painting your wall as he growled and suddenly bit down on your shoulder making you whine as your hand moves to wrap around Yoongi's arm as his teeth are pressed into your neck,marking you as his. The feeling of him connecting himself to you had you let out a scream as you felt his cock swelling as his hand moved down to your clit, rubbing rapidly as another orgasm fell through your body as you let out a cry. “So good baby.” He mumbled making you nod, as you turn your head, his nose resting against your cheek as he licks at your skin. “I love you.” He whispered, his voice still deep filled with his Alpha tone at you whined as you opened your eyes to look at him. Tongue sticking out as he chuckled and wrapped his lips around the wet muscle, sucking slightly making you moan as he pulled back. His arms wrapping tightly around you as he rolled and nuzzled into your mark necked.

You don’t know how long you’ve been in the nest, days had been missed but heat wave after heat wave, Yoongi knotted and satificed you in the best way possible. Your body was shaking as you felt his chest against yours, his hips slamming into you as he pulled back and moved your legs folding you in half as he growled.

“Mark you?” You question making him pause his thrust as he put your legs down and crawled over you. His lips pressing against yours as his hand moved and lightly wrapped around your neck. “Please?” He chuckled as you paused, slightly shrinking back, your omega believing his laughter was pointed at you, though the moment he noticed he cupped your cheeks and smiled.

“Go head baby, mark me. Then I'm gonna knot you again.” He growled the last part as he grabbed his cheeks kissing his cheeks, and down his neck as you felt his dick twitch inside of you as your teeth scraped against his skin making him shutter as you bit down. The taste of blood, and sweat made your eyes roll as you felt his knot swell making you whine as he let out a soft giggle. “Couldn’t help it, sweets.” He chuckled his head liffint as you watched the blood drip from your mark, thumb rubbing against it making him whine as he dropped his forehead against yours. “So good, love you so fucking mcuh.” You nod as your hand moved to wrap around him as you felt his hand wrap your legs around his waist. “Don't like knotting like this, I could hurt you.”

“Feel okay, like seeing your face…” You pause as you kiss his neck and huff, “Can Omegas come next wave?” He nodded into your neck, knowing he couldn;t say no even if he wanted to. Having all three of his omegas would make him feel even better.

“Of course. I’ll call them down when you're ready.”

The final wave was always the worst, it always was the longest one drawn out with him cumming yet no knot again and again. Though you knew what would help, make it end so you let out a whine as you gripped the fur under you and let out cry. “Want omegas. Pl-” A thrust had you choke as you heard him chuckle. “Please. Want Jimin and Jin.” Your words had him laughing harder as his hand reached for your hair and pulled you up against his chest. “Please.”

“Jimin Jin get you asses in here!” Yoongi yelled, the sound of thudding feet and the door opening head you letting out a loud whine as Yoongi grabbed you by your hair lifting you up as he thrusted up into you again and again. His other hand moving to rest around your waist, moving down to your cunt. Fingertips flicking at your swollen clit making you cry slightly out in pain.

“Fuck.” You hear Jimin mumble as Yoongi chuckled deepingly in your ear as his fingers started to speed up but they were quickly replaced with a soft tongue making you let out a silent scream as you looked down. Jin's eyes looked up at you as his tongue rolled against your clit, Jimins body was straddling over Jin as his lips wrapped around your nipple making you hand wrap around his hair. The feeling of warmth shattered your final hold on reality as you let out a loud yelp as your eyes closed and your body shook as Yoongi did a final thrust up into you before a warm cum shot up into you and his knot fully shoved itself into you. Yoongi growled at Jimin and Jin to move, making Jimin whine as he slid off of Jin and onto your side as Jin growled at the Alpha. His lips still wrapped around your clit making you shutter in slight pain as Yoongi growled.

“Get off of her Jin, now.” His words made Jin let out a whimper as Jimin pulled the older Omega away from you with a loud smack as Yoongi slowly moved you to rest against the fur that you had been nuzzing against for the past couple of days. “You’re okay baby, i’ve got you.” You felt your leg being lifted to rest behind you on his hip as his hand rubbed up and down your side. The feeling of a soft tongue licking at you again made you whine as you looked down to see Jimin, his eyes were closed as he slowly kitten licked at where you and Yoongi were connected. Jin was now resting in front of you, his hand moving your face to look up at him as he smiles brightly at you.

“Did so good.” Jin mumbled his nose moving to nudge yours making you bite your lip as you felt warmth spread to your lower abdomen as you let out a whine. “Is our Jimin making you feel good?” His question was met with Jimins almost slurping as he suddenly started to suck at your swollen clit making you tighten your grip around Yoongi's hand. Yoongi's lips pressed against your neck, making you close your eyes as he squeezed your waist.

“Answer our Jin baby.” He growled making your eyes open as you nodded

“Yes.” You whimpered, your spare hand that was laced with Yoongis reached down and laced into Jimins brown hair. The feeling of the soft locks twirling between your fingers had Jimin letting out a groan as you tug. Your body jolted once more as another orgasm spasms through your body, Jimin softly kissing at your clit, and what you assume to be the base of Yoongi's knot as you felt him shutter after your orgasm had rushed through you.

“Good boys.” Yoongi mumbled as Jimins lips pressed against yours, making you smile brightly at him, then you felt the need to smell the rest of your mates.

“Tae..” You mumbled your hand reaching for the stuff wolf, making Jin reach over and and grab the wolf handing it to you making you let out a shutter of a chip as you bring the betas sent to you, Jin moving to grab Hoseks pillow as he lifts you head and places it gently onto the plush product.

“Better?”

“Much..cuddle?”

“Oh pup.” Jin mumbleds as his body moves to lay down Jimin resting at your legs bringing Jungkook's comforters over you slightly as Jins headrest into your chest as you let out soft purrs.

“Such a good pup.”

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ceo-of-daichi · 4 years ago

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Request ~ ‘Hey Lydzzz 💞 I was wondering if u r still taking requests cuz I had a smol one 👉👈 Can u do a Bubble Bath with Daichi after a long day but it *cough* *cough* gets steamy 🙈 (my inner Daichi simp was missing him lol)’ ~ @xxitzmikoxx

Characters ~ Sawamura Daichi x Fem!Reader

Genre ~ Smut🦋

Warnings ~ Fingering, Orgasm Denial, Penetrative Sex in a Bath, Daddy Kink, Spanking, Daichi using you like a Cocksleeve

Word Count ~ 1.8k+

A/N ~ Got motivated to write this because I love this concept!!🥺 You said smol and steamy and I said long and full on smut lmao! Thank you for requesting this babie, hope I did it justice😳 Thank you to @mrs-kuroojinguji for the beta read, I honestly don’t know what I would do without you!!

Tip Jar☕️

Daichi knew that you had had a long week at work. Everything seemed to be getting to you in one way or another, you had failed to come home calm for at least 5 days straight. But luckily for Daichi and for you it was Friday, meaning he could set up a super relaxing night for you both.

As you opened up the door to your shared apartment, all you could think about was how good being in Daichi’s arms and under a blanket would be right now. Although you weren’t expecting the smell of essential oils and peonies to infiltrate your senses, you definitely weren’t complaining. You wanted to shout out for Daichi, but before you could your eyes spotted a trail of dainty red rose petals.

You had to take a second to make sure they were real, your facing heating up at the gesture. Following the trail slowly, it led straight to the bathroom where Daichi stood shirtless in a pair of grey sweatpants. Multiple candles were dotted around the room, the lights were off and the whole room smelled like a spa. The bath was full to the brim with fragrant bubbles, the water tinted a slight purple colour, he had even put in a rubber duck which made you giggle slightly.

As your eyes scanned the room they finally fell back on the well built man in front of you, already feeling much more relaxed than you were five minutes prior, a small smile graced your lips. The way the flickering soft light of the candles reflected against his slightly tanned skin had your heart fluttering in your chest, his eyes focused on you as he let you take everything in. ‘All for me?’ You asked, smiling lovingly up at him, your arms snaking around his waist as you rested your head against his chiselled chest.

‘All for you baby…’ He whispered, pressing a tender kiss to the top of your head and pulling you closer to him by your hips. ‘I got facemasks we can do as well if you want?’ He said, his lips still lingering on the top of your head. You shake your head under the light weight of his head, this was already more than perfect in your eyes.

Unwrapping yourself from around him, you start to take your clothes off. Daichi was already undressed and settling down into the bath as you finally took the last item of clothing off and tossed it into the washing basket.

You gave Daichi a small smile before sinking down onto Daichi’s lap, the warmth gentle on your skin. A deep sigh escaped your lips as you settled yourself, his arms wrapping around your waist pulling you further into his lap. Your head leaning back against his shoulder as he held you, your muscles completely relaxing back against him.

Daichi’s hands automatically started working their way up to your shoulders and upper back, gently massaging as he went. Another slightly more raspy sigh left your lips as you melted into his touch. He was always good with his hands, whether they were massaging away the knots in your muscles or deep inside your puffy walls, curling and poking every one of your weak spots.

You turned your head slightly, a small moan passing your lips as you couldn’t stop your head filling with thoughts of his fingers making a mess of your tight hole. ‘Daddy~’ You whimpered against his jaw, your ass subconsciously pushing down against his semi hard cock. Daichi let out a low growl at his familiar nickname, his hands moving down to grip your hips tightly.

‘I thought this was meant to be a relaxing bath princess?’ He questioned as he dipped one of his hands down further under the soapy water, running his fingers through your folds slowly. Your hips bucking as his fingers ran over your clit, a spark of pleasure shooting through your body.

Daichi could tell from the way your body reacted to his touch, that you were feeling extra sensitive today. Your body jolted with pleasure again as his fingers started to rub gentle circles on your ball of nerves, small mewls starting to leave your lips as he swirled his fingers around.

The water unsettled around you as your hips jerked occasionally at the ministrations of his fingers. Your head was lulled back on his shoulder, your eyes eagerly searching for his as your mouth fell open. He had barely touched you yet you almost needed release, it had been a couple of days since he had touched you like this and to say you wanted him would be an understatement.

You craved him.

His eyes finally met yours and he smirked at the sight before him before pushing his lips against yours in a sloppy but passionate kiss. His fingers slipped into your tight pussy as you both moan against each other, your legs eventually forcing themselves wider and now hanging loosely out the bath. The water sloshed over the sides as you adjusted position causing Daichi to tut into your ear.

‘Look how much of a mess you're making baby girl, try and stay still, we wouldn’t want all this water to go to waste would we?’ He questioned seductively into your ear, his breath fanning your lobe causing you to shiver.

His fingers continued to curl inside of you, hitting your soft spongy spot with every pump. You gripped the sides of the bath as you tried to stay as still as physically possibly. It eventually became impossible, as Daichi pushed in a third finger and you started to feel your orgasm building, the familiar coil slowly getting tighter until you were ready for release. Your body trembles, your legs twitching; you're yearning to see nothing but white, you're desperate for that waves of pleasure to wash over you.

You squeeze your eyes shut in anticipation, but release never comes as Daichi rips his fingers from your weeping hole. Your hips continue to grind against nothing as you felt the knot fade. ‘Daddy please…’ You beg weakly, a deep ache returning to between your legs as your hand shot up to grip his bicep.

‘If you’re gonna cum baby girl, it’s gonna be around my cock.’ Daichi growled against the back of your ear, nipping softly at the lobe. He couldn’t wait any longer, his cock was painfully hard and dripping with pre-cum. Lifting you up, he helped you line his cock up against your entrance, allowing you to slowly sink down.

Almost forgetting about the painfully good stretch that Daichi’s thick cock provides, he groans out in pleasure as you force yourself all the way down to the hilt. Your eyes roll back into your head as you let yourself adjust to his girth, he always stuffed you so full and your body was never fully prepared for it everytime.

As you were about to drag yourself up his length, Daichi gripped your hips, keeping you firmly on his cock. You turned your head to eye him, a confused expression on your face, he moved his arm around you and gripped the chain to the plug. ‘Make yourself cum before the water drains or you won’t get to cum at all’ Daichi spoke raspilly in your ear before tugging the chain removing the plug.

You wasted no time starting to slowly ride him using the tub for support, as Daichi laid his head back moaning out your name, not caring where and what the water in the tub was splashing as you sped up. The water started to become an obstacle as you struggled with the extra weight it provided, but when it eventually reached your lower hips, a wobbly, content whimper went past your lips. Because you've been starving, and you can finally speed up the tempo of your hips with ease.

Swirling your hips again and again, you eventually find that special spot that he always is able to hit, causing you to cry out in pleasure. Finally finding a quick rhythm that causes the familiar coil to build again, every slap of your hips sending sparks straight to where you need them most. Daichi couldn’t take his eyes off your ass as you bounced, a long groan leaving his mouth as he watched you use him.

Tears swell in the corners of your eyes as you start struggling to pull yourself off him every time, the drag of his cock causing you to cry out every time, but your body is begging for release. The final pool of water disappeared down the drain as you at long last creamed around him, a scream of his name in pure ecstasy leaving your lips.

‘God you clamp around me so tight when you cum princess, I want to feel it again~’ Daichi moaned out, as you came down from your high you realised he was still rock hard inside of you. Before you could even think, Daichi had pushed you forward onto your hands and knees and had thrust himself back inside your sensitive cunt.

You moan out in pleasure as the tip of his cock is instantly kissing your cervix once again. His pace relentless as he chased his own high, holding your hips so tight you swear it would leave bruises. Your own release came a lot quicker than the last time, the coil already starting to tighten for the third time tonight.

He watched as his cock disappeared inside of you barely fitting into your tight pussy. Grunts and groans passed his lips, as he watched you shake in pleasure beneath him. ‘Mhm so good daddy~’ You moaned out, your whole body starting to feel weak as he fucks you senseless.

He couldn’t stop himself from bringing his hand down firmly on the soft flesh of your ass while you mewled underneath him. A loud crack and a small hiccup left your mouth as he massaged the flesh, still pounding into you.

You started to both let out moans almost in a symphony as the coil finally snapped and you saw white for the second time that night. Your arms gave out in exhaustion, but Daichi was quick to catch you before he leaned back and pulled you against him. Using you whichever way he needed before he finally came, it wasn’t long before he stuffed you full of his cum.

You both panted heavily, you still being held by Daichi as you both laid back in the tub. The water drained and the whole room covered in a thin layer of it. ‘I love you so much Dai.’ You whisper as you finally pull him out of you and turn in his arms. The exhaustion hitting you in full as you let yourself relax against him once again.

‘I love you too baby’ He replies as he lets you fall asleep in his arms. Knowing you needed all the rest you could get as he stayed laid in the bath you curled into his chest, his cum slowly dripping down your thigh. He was just glad he could help you relax, hoping you wouldn’t pay the price tomorrow

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frostedfaves · 4 years ago

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Holiday Spirit

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Pairing: dom!Wanda Maximoff x sub!fem!reader

Summary: Wanda decides to make an ordinary day in December very special for you.

Warnings: smut 18+ ONLY (daddy kink sorry top followers, dirty talk, choking, spanking, oral, penetration, sex toy use)

A/N: there are like...two seconds of plot in this lmao. also I didn’t edit this because I just finished and wanted to post it before I got busy again. so if you see any mistakes, no you don’t

For the first Saturday in a very long time, you and Wanda were playing the role of a ‘normal couple’.

There were no missions for her to be whisked away on, and you were off work for the next few days. You were tucked away within the soundproof walls of your apartment under a blanket on the couch, far away from the nosy eyes and ears of Wanda’s superhero family. Lit candles scented the air with vanilla that blended with the aroma of the cookies Wanda baked earlier, and the gentle snowflakes that passed the windows behind the Christmas movie on the television only further set the scene.

“Can you pass me another cookie, baby?” Wanda chuckled when you held it to her lips without breaking away from the screen, taking it from you with the hand that wasn’t holding onto your hip. “Thank you.”

She kissed your head lightly before turning her own, not wanting to drop any stray crumbs into your hair. If there was one thing she loved, it was having the time to hold you against her for longer than a few minutes before she fell asleep, and she refused to let you go until she was forced to do so.

“Are we getting old or something?” you suddenly questioned, and if Wanda was still eating, she would’ve choked.

“What?!”

“We never watch anything this wholesome and sappy, so I just assumed this is our transition into wrinkles and knee pain.”

Your girlfriend covered her face with a laugh. “Baby, it’s the fourth day of December. Where is your holiday spirit?”

“Right here.”

You turned your head briefly to show off a cheesy grin as you pulled her arm further around you. Despite the exaggerated theatrics of the film, you were enjoying the plot of it, and you’d come to enjoy it even more as the scene changed. The two main characters were suddenly stumbling into bed as clothes were ripped away, and you usually didn’t get riled up during sex scenes in a movie, but you definitely felt something this time.

You were suddenly aware of how long it’d been since you and Wanda had been tangled together in such an intimate way, and it was almost embarrassing how quickly your need for release began to build. Despite your best efforts to hide it, there was no going back once your hips wiggled back an inch or two to rub your ass against Wanda’s core.

Wanda could tell before you that the scene was affecting you from the moment your muscles tensed against her, and she was more than ready to play by the time your body pushed against hers. She was subtle at first, a hand slipped under your long sleeved shirt and innocently resting on your bare stomach, slowly transitioning to the more obvious approach of trailing kisses from the tip of your ear to your clavicle while you squirmed.

She slipped her right leg between yours with ease, tensing her thigh and brushing it back and forth against your clothed center in a way that had you thrusting in time with her movements within seconds. Your eyes fluttered closed and your hand slipped into her hair, little whimpers escaping you as her soft pecks turned into sucking the skin of your neck between her lips.

“You seem like you need something, baby.”

Her deepened tone came directly behind your ear and you shivered, biting your lip as you continued to rub against her thigh. You were just about to speed up to chase your release when she stopped moving, pressing her hand into your stomach to keep you from moving as you faced her with a whine.

“Did you forget how to use your words, princess?”

“No, Wanda.” Her brow raised and your eyes widened as you corrected yourself. “No, Daddy.”

“Good girl.” She pulled her hand away from your stomach to pull the blanket away. “Go strip down and wait on the bed.”

You scrambled to your feet and down the hall as the sounds of the scene that started everything faded into the background. Articles of clothing hit the carpet as you moved at the speed of lightning to follow her order, sitting on the edge of the bed with your hands folded when you finished. You could hear her turning off the movie, blowing out candles and cleaning the rest of the mess, and her prolonging only made you more desperate for her touch.

Eventually her footsteps grew louder as she approached, and you tried to be good and still as she entered the room. Her casual smile grew wider at the sight of you waiting patiently, and you looked up at her sweetly as she stood in front of you, cradling your cheeks in her hands.

“You’re so good for me.”

Her voice passed her lips in a husky tone that had your thighs squeezing together, something that didn’t go unnoticed by her at all. Her smirk was pressed to your skin while she kissed along your jaw, leaning down to part your thighs to step between them.

“How do you want me to fuck you first? Mouth or fingers?” she questioned lowly, occasionally nipping at your skin between her words, and your own got caught in your throat. “If I have to ask again, you won’t get anything.”

“Mouth please, Daddy,” you finally choked out, bucking your hips forward when her wandering hands brushed past your clit.

“On your hands and knees.”

You turned over and positioned yourself as she instructed, biting back a moan when she slapped your ass before gripping onto both cheeks firmly. A dark chuckle escaped her as she lowered herself to your soaked core, watching the muscles clench around nothing as you waited to be touched. You were just about to beg when she dove in without warning.

You shuddered and moaned when she licked a long stripe from your clit to your hole, crying out when she dipped her tongue in for a moment before bringing her attention back to your clit. Her lips surrounded it as she licked and sucked, quickly bringing you to the edge while you moaned and begged her not to stop.

She held your shaking form up by your waist as she lapped up your juices with her tongue, swallowing briefly before pushing her tongue back into your hole as her thumb began circling around your clit. You gripped the sheets as she began to tongue fuck you, the combination of the two motions making you cum even faster than the last time.

“Fuck,” you cried out when you were able to breathe properly again, yelping when her hand smacked your other ass cheek.

“Such a dirty mouth, princess,” she teased you as her hand landed on your stinging skin again and you whimpered. “Scoot up toward the middle.”

You moved forward on the bed, knowing she was up to something when you heard her digging into her overnight bag. She climbed onto the bed behind you a minute later, and the fabric of her sweatpants brushed against your naked calves. Before you could get a word out, a ribbed length was slowly pushed into you, and you were a shuddering mess all over again.

Wanda thrusted into you slowly, her hands sliding from your hips to your arms and pulling them until your bare back was pressed against her sweater, and you moaned at the feeling of being so exposed while she’d only taken off her rings. She let go of your arms to wrap one of hers around you, her free hand closing around your throat as she began pounding into you.

Your moans echoed around the room as you gave into the absolute railing she gave you, holding onto her arm for stability and sanity as her strap rubbed against your walls at an unforgiving pace. Sounds of pleasure caught in your throat and your eyes rolled back as her fingers squeezed, affecting your airflow just enough to drive you crazy. As if she hadn’t done that enough already.

“You gonna cum for Daddy?” she inquired as she pulled you a bit closer, and you nodded while struggling to function with the building pressure in your core. “Be a good girl and let go.”

Your orgasm hit you as suddenly as if she pressed a button to make it happen, strangled noises resembling sobs escaping you as she continued to thrust into your sensitive hole as your legs seemed to transform into jelly.

“I know you can cum again, princess. You’re taking it so well, keep going.”

You whimpered out your best attempt at a response, squeezing her arm to let her know your brain was still somewhat working as she brought you to another peak. She slowed down this time, shifting the hand around your throat to run her fingers around your nipple. You gasped and moaned as she kissed your neck while you came down, muscles relaxing as she moved her arm and allowed you to fall onto the mattress.

The toy dripped onto your legs and the sheets as she leaned over, grabbing your thighs and pulling you closer. She wrapped one hand around your ankle, guiding your leg up as she rested it on her shoulder, and a devilish grin appeared on her lips as she pushed into you again. You were free to moan as loudly as you wanted this time, and you took full advantage of it as she worked her way back up to forcefully drilling the ribbed length into you again, a few curse words mixing in with the nearly pornographic sounds.

“You’re using that pretty mouth all wrong, princess.”

She slid her middle and ring fingers into your mouth before you could respond, and you happily closed your lips around the digits as your tongue rubbed against her skin.

“There you go, sweet girl.”

You sucked harder as she kept pounding into you, nearly biting down as you reached your fifth climax and opening your lips to whine a bit when she continued.

“I’m gonna make you cum again because I know I can. Isn’t that right, princess?” You closed your eyes and she shook her head, pulling her wet fingers away and moving to rub them across your clit instead. “What did I say about using your fucking words?”

“Yes, Daddy!” you managed to cry out between loud moans, a few more calls of her name blending into incoherent sounds as stars filled your vision and welcomed you to a new high.

Wanda slows her pace as she works you through your orgasm, coaxing you gently to breathe as you shake in her hold and rubbing soft circles into your thigh as she lowers your leg from her shoulder. A cross between a groan and a sigh leaves your lips as the toy drags against your walls and pulls away, and you watch as Wanda’s blurry form unbuckles it from her waist and tosses it aside.

“Still in there, baby?” She chuckles as you nod tiredly. “Okay, stay here and I’ll be right back.”

She disappeared into the bathroom and the sound of running water followed her exit, continuing as she came back to help you into the bathroom. You watched as she gently washed you once you were in the tub, a sleepy smile shaping your lips as you met her gaze.

“Can we have peppermint cocoa after this?”

“Thought you weren’t in the holiday mood?” she teased, and you let your eyes fully close as you laughed.

“The movie wasn’t so bad after all.”

Tags: @littlegasps @imnotasuperhero @natasha-danvers @xxxtwilightaxelxxx @creepingwolfberry

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xxxtrouvaillexxx · 3 years ago

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Let’s Strike a Deal

A/N: This is late, I know. If you have not realized from before, I’m really bad at meeting deadlines. Well, at least deadlines that I’ve created for myself to follow because I like to procrastinate things and frankly… what am I gonna do to myself? Band myself from tea until I’ve written a chapter? I don’t have the self control for that! And life is hectic. But you know, enough with my excuses and onto the story. Hope you enjoy. I always love feedback so please be sure to leave a comment! ALSO I wanted to give a TRY (key word) to first person. If I don’t like it... I might change it, idk. I should never write anything at 3am as per evidence below, especially without editing lmao

Pair: CEO!Tom x Reader

Synopsis: Y/N, the small town of Hawkshead girl trying to make her way in the big city of Westminster, London. Not as easy as she thought. When things start to take a turn for the worst one afternoon and only one man in the crowd of hundreds decides to help her, she does something rather uncharacteristic and gives her savor her number in case he could ever use help of his own. Course, she never expected for him to actually call her out on it.

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Warning(s): none… yet. Cursing?

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My time was limited. There was nothing left that had to be done here or anything left to pack. Everything I’ve ever owned sat in a car on the way to my new apartment and last of the suitcases were in the bed of my brothers pickup at this very moment while I sat on the floor of my room. There wasn’t anything left for me here, I knew that, but it was still difficult to say goodbye to the place that carried so many of my favorite memories and the imprints of my childhood that still were splayed around the surrounding room.

There were two dents in the wall right in front of me from when I was ten and hit my head after tripping on one of my toys, thumbtack holes that littered everywhere above the bed from forts that I would make with my brothers and friends, nail polish that was spilled on the carpet from times when I was too distracted with talking than keeping the bottle up straight, my engraved initials on the windowsill. The memories that I had made in this room were countless and they were all absolutely priceless.

“Y/N!” I heard your mother call from the living room, her voice was slightly hoarse from held back emotion and it broke my heart to hear her like that. “You got to get going, dear! You’ll miss your train if you wait much longer to head out.”

Taking a deep breath and slowly standing from the, now old, bed I made my way toward the door, feet dredging behind me and scuffing the floor as I walked out. “I know, Mama. I’m just-” the words caught in my throat and I was at a loss. “I’m really going to miss you guys so much.”

“Oh stop it, you’re gonna make me cry if you keep on like that,” She said giving a tight hug before pushing me out the front door. “You are going to love it in London so much you’re not even gonna be thinking about us here, so get goin’. Your brothers already waiting for you in the car.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at her antics, “I love you Mama! I’ll call you when I get there!”

Jumping into the passenger seat of the truck, I waved final goodbyes from the window, dramatically blowing kisses as the car started to drive away.

“You better!” She exclaimed, watching as we pulled out and down the road.

“She is going to be a mess when I get back home. I can’t believe you’re going to leave me to deal with that alone!” Christian, stuck driving you to the train station much to his dismay, gave you a mocking glare. “After all the things I’ve done for your, this is how you choose to repay me? I’m pretty sure I’m getting the short end of the stick here,” he laughed humorlessly.

“Ahhh~” I cooed and smiled, “You’re only saying that cause you know you guys’ are going to be missing me so much!”

“Miss you?” He scoffed, “Yeah right. What we’re going to be missing is your baking. It’ll be the greatest blow our family has faced since 1824.”

I gave a scathing look, “And what, if I may ask, happened in 1824?”

“Don’t know, but something bad probably.”

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I have never been so sore getting off of a bus in her life. The cheapest route to get to Westminster from Hawkshead was a train and 8 bus stops, totaling up to 10 or so hours in and out of vehicles. I groaned and stretched when my feet planted on hard asphalt for the first time in what seemed like forever. But, for all the soreness, I had made it to my destination with time to spare.

It was louder than I had imagined, crowded with traffic from all directions and people running any which way to get on with their lives. It was bustling and busy. Lively. Not exactly what I was used to which made me smile.

Wide.

I made it.

I only had a suitcase with me, the rest of her belongings would be delivered in a few days to the new apartment.

My apartment.

I was positively giddy at the thought.

It took a lot of self control to keep from skipping down the side walks while I somehow navigated the new scenery, but I managed to keep my excitement under wraps for the time being. Arriving an hour early gave me a bit of time to take in the bigger sites near by, like the Ferris wheel, the clock tower Big Ben, and my personal favorite- Westminster Palace and abbey. It was a dream of mine since I was little to see it in person, and now here I was standing mere blocks away from the grand building, elated and amazed.

Vibrating caught my attention and I barely managed to turn my eyes away from the sites in front of me to my phone, Kyra’s name popping up on the screen. My best friend and now room mate, Kyra Bardou, who was probably wondering where the hell I was now.

“Hey,” I drawled with an obvious grin I couldn’t even hide in my voice.

“Hey yourself! I’ve been waiting at the stop for 15 minutes with no sign of you only to learn you’re already in town and didn’t even bother to tell me!” She spoke so quickly I was shocked she didn’t run out of breath and laughed.

“I’m site seeing, sue me!” I turned and started making the slow walk back, “I’ll be back in a couple minutes, I promise.”

She only grunted in response and let me walk in a comfortable silence, letting me continue to take everything in while simply enjoying her presence on the line. It was the last few moments I’d get now, the last bits of my old life slipping through my fingers like sand in exchange for a new one.

And the chaos that comes with a big city.

Like robbers.

I couldn’t even let out a cry as I was shoved to the ground, my phone forced from my hand and my suitcase caught up in a strange mans arms. It took me a whole 5 seconds to get my bearings enough to yell at the man and give chase, shouting for help though no one so much as looked our way, just moved out of his.

“Stop!” I screamed, running but quickly losing him as he bobbed and weaved through the crowd skillfully. “Stop! Someone stop him!”

And this time, someone moved to action, running past me at an alarming rate and quickly gaining ground on my assailant before they both rounded a corner and I lost sight of them.

My heart dropped and I picked up speed again, hoping that I didn’t let them get far enough away for me to lose them completely, it would have been easy for them to get away from me here.

But when I turned around the block, I found the man on the ground with the track star of a man on top of him, already on the phone with I assume the police. I finally caught up to them and without thinking, hugged the man on the phone, a silent thank you while he spoke to whoever was on the line, before I gathered my things and hugging them close to me.

He smiled kindly, finishing the call and turning to me properly while still pinning the thief to the ground. “Are you alright miss?”

“Yes! Thank you so much, I’d have been completely lost without this,” I gestured to my luggage. “I can’t thank you enough for helping me get it back. I don’t even know how to get around town yet.”

He laughed and nodded. “So new to town then. It was my pleasure to help, though I was really just doing what anyone in my position would do,” he responded kindly.

Furiously I shook my head, “No, you didn’t. I don’t believe I saw a single soul other than you move to help. Unless you did but beat them to it at the last minute. Not that that it implausible, you are seriously fast on your feet.”

He laughed again and I noticed what a nice laugh he had, it was contagious and I couldn’t help but let out a chuckle of my own now that my adrenaline was fading bit by bit. “Yes, well- I do enjoy the sport.”

“Dually noted,” I grinned, jumping a little when my phone started to buzz in my hands. Kyra’s name popping up on the screen again. “Shoot!” I exclaimed and answered. I wasn’t even able to put the phone to my ear before I heard her shouting my name on the line. “Kyra-”

“Oh my god, Y/N! What the heck happened, I heard you shout and then the line went dead! Are you okay? Did something happen? Where are you?” She was speaking so loudly I had to hold the phone away from my ear a safe distance as she spouted one question after another at me without reprieve.

My rescuer across from me chuckled, overhearing my frantic friend. “I’m fine, someone tried to steal my stuff on my way to meet you. Luckily someone came along and helped me catch him, otherwise I’d have lost everything. But everything is okay now, we are-” I looked around and realized I have no idea where we were.

He seemed to catch on to my newest distress and whispered, “Tell them we are on the corner of Tufton and Bennett’s Yard.”

I nodded and mouthed a thank you, “ Tufton and Bennett’s Yard,” I repeated and she said she’d be here in a 10 minutes and to sit and wait before hanging up the phone.

I slouched on the wall of some building, letting myself relax. “Not to be repetitive or anything, but thank you.”

He just shook his head, “No need. You’re friend sounded pretty worried about you, it wouldn’t do well to let her stew in that worry longer than needed.”

“Yeah, it’s been a few years since we last saw each other. She’d be pretty upset if something bad happened before I could even move in,” I laughed, though it didn’t quite sound right even to my ears. “I’m Y/N, by the way,” I introduced and stuck my hand out.

He took it and gave a firm shake, “Tom. It’s a pleasure to meet you Y/N. Even in these less than optimal circumstances.”

“The pleasure is mine, I assure you.”

“Y/N!” Someone yelled, and we both turned our heads to see Kyra sprinting full speed around her car and at me. I stood and braced myself for the collision of her, and fell back against the wall with the force of her body.

“Holy shit, girl! You scared the hell outta me, you could have died! This is why I told you to call me when you first got into town, you always manage to get yourself into trouble like this. What would I have told your parents if something happened, huh? Huh!?”

I grinned and pulled back to get a proper look at her. Her black hair, normally frizzy was sticking out in every direction and her honeyed eyes wide as she scanned me over, running her hands over my arms for injuries. “I’m fine, Kyra. I’m sorry I didn’t call sooner, you’re right.”

“I know I’m right!” She shot back with a glare, “That doesn’t make me feel any better!”

“Well, there is a first for everything after all.”

Tom laughed hard at our back and forth, making us both jump a little and look down at him. Before I could even say anything, Kyra was down on his level with the thieves shirt in her fists and a scowl that would scare the devil himself on her face.

“Is this the bastard that did this?”

“Let go!” I shrieked and pulled her off, albeit with a little effort. “Tom called the cops and they’ll deal with this properly. Not you,” I said sternly. She just let out a huff of a response and pushed herself back enough to look at Tom properly.

She gave him a once over and held her scowl in place, “So you’re the one who saved Y/N/N?”

He gave a small, hesitant nod and gave me a nervous glance. I just laughed and stood back up, as Kyra launched forward to give him a hug. “Thank you,” she murmured a few times and pulled back.

“No worries,” he said, and looked far less distressed now that Kyra didn’t look like she wanted to gut him. “I was there at the right time is all.”

“Yes, well- That doesn’t mean what you did was anything less than amazing. My whole life is in that bag and in that phone at the moment. Seriously, if there is anything I can do for you in return it’s yours. Ice cream, some roller skates, a kidney. Just ask.”

Everyone laughed at that and he nodded with an obviously sarcastic “sure”, just as the police arrived to take the culprit and our statements. Kyra mumbled something about them being slow and went to the car for a few minutes to be out of the way.

15 minutes later, everything was settled and they took the man away. Leaving Tom and I alone on the side walk again while I settled everything in my case to be sure I didn’t miss anything and quickly scribbled on a stray notecard.

“I meant it when I said I owe you one,” I said and handed the card with my name and number to him. “Just give me a ring if I can ever be of any help at all and I’ll come running. Though, probably much slower than you did.”

He tried to decline the offer only once, but after some persistence he took it with another smile, “Thank you, Y/N. Hopefully this will not be our last meeting. And hopefully never again under such pressing circumstances,” he held out his hand, and I took it, returning his earlier shake with a firm one of my own and I agreed.

“Until next time then,” he said and left.

I barely was able to take my seat in the car before Kyra grasped my arm with a devious smile, “Y/N/N- Did you just give that guy your number?” My silence was answer enough and she laughed, “Girl! No way!”

No way was right, I thought with a small smile of my own as we pulled away and started home.

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songficsbyrissi · 4 years ago

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You’re Mines Still (Erik X Reader)

“They say time heals She can't see her life without me, she's so blind still Fuck that nigga, you can tell him that you're mines still” - Yung Bleu feat. Drake

A/N: heyyyy y’all! Back from the dead again! 🤣 here to drop my shit and dip as always. I’m trying to stop that, I swear. Hennyways, I wanna put a disclaimer here: I have nothing against MBJ. I couldn’t care less about the nigga but I thought it’ll be interesting to have this nigga as the boyfriend, instead of making a character up in contrast to Erik. I think it’s perfect because I’m pretty sure they’re two completely different niggas. And I know “mines” isn’t proper English but I’m going with the title of the song so don’t start with me 😂😂😂 Aight imma let y’all read lol. Hope you enjoy it!

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You were doing it again.

You found yourself observing your boyfriend Michael, and comparing him to your ex, Erik. Right now, Michael came into the kitchen and gave you a swift kiss on the cheek to say good morning. It was sweet and nice but Erik would’ve grabbed you by the waist, pulled you in for a long, juicy kiss, followed by a smack on the ass. You found yourself low-key missing that, but you moved on so you had to let that go.

“Michael?”

“Yes, cookie?”

You held yourself back from rolling your eyes. It was a cute nickname, but ever since you told him your favorite dessert was chocolate chip cookies, here this nigga go, making it your nickname.

You shook your head. “Never mind.”

“You seem so distant, babe. What’s on your mind?” He asked from his seat at the table.

You avoided eye contact with him. “Nothing. I’ve just been tired.”

He snorted at this. “It’s because you work too much. I told you to chill.” He got up from the table and kissed you on the cheek. “Alright, I’ll see you later. I gotta go to the office.”

“Bye.” You said faintly as he walked out of the door. That was another thing. Erik could tell when something was bothering you and knew you avoided eye contact when you were lying. Michael just let anything you tell him slide. At this point, you could have a gunshot wound in your stomach and tell him you were fine and he’ll believe it.

You sighed deeply and got your things together so you could go back to your place. Michael asked you to move in with him, but you knew you weren’t ready for that. Not with him.

On your way to your apartment, you remembered you needed to do some grocery shopping, so you pulled up to the supermarket and pulled out your list of essentials on your notes app. The supermarket wasn’t too busy, thank God. You were able to weave back and forth through the aisles with ease. You got to the soup aisle and the broth you needed was all the way on the top shelf. You looked to the side to make sure no one would see you embarrass yourself. Before you could climb, a man’s arm reached up, grabbed the carton of broth, and handed it to you.

You smiled softly. “Thank you so much. I was about to embarrass myself climbing this shelf.”

“I could see that.” The man replied in a familiar voice that caused you to break your neck to look at him.

“Erik....” you breathed nervously once your eyes fell on him. He was still fine as always. The day you run into him, he would be wearing a white t-shirt and grey sweatpants. An outfit that gets any girl’s faucet running. You wanted to sneak a glance, but you stopped yourself because you knew he would catch it.

He licked his bottom lip and looked you up and down. Damn him.

“Hey ma...it’s been a while.”

You nodded, looking down at your shopping cart. “Yeah, it has....”

“You still fine as hell.” Erik cracked a smirk and you were getting more and more nervous under his gaze. What the fuck is wrong with you?

You decided to breathe and ignore his statement. “How have you been, Erik?”

He rubbed the back of his neck, which something he always did when he was nervous. Holy shit, he was nervous around you. Why did that bring a pang of joy into your heart?

“I’ve been chilling. I'm still an architect. Still designing houses and getting people to buy them. It’s been aight. I’ve been successful.”

You gave him a genuine smile. “That’s good. I’m glad everything is going good in your career.”

“Yeah, it is. If only you were with me to see it all.”

You sighed deeply, shaking your head. “Erik-“

“I should’ve never let you go, Y/N. You were a good ass woman and you motivated me. I know I messed up but-“

“Erik, I’m kinda seeing someone else right now.” You spat out, preventing him from continuing the monologue he had going. He seemed taken aback by your outburst. Then came denial, anger, sadness, and acceptance all on his face.

“I’m sorry, Erik but I have a new boyfriend now. His name is Michael and he’s great. I figured you should know that.”

Erik let out a dry laugh in response and held his hands up in defense. “Yeah, you know what? I should’ve. A woman like you, of course, a nigga gonna snatch you up. That’s my fault. I hope he treats you well.”

“He does.” You swallowed hard and pushed your cart forward. “You take care of yourself, Erik. I’ll see you around.”

You didn’t wait for a reply. You just continued pushing until you heard his voice.

“You too, Princess.”

You stopped in your tracks for a bit, hearing that nickname for the first time in forever but you continued on your journey, refusing to look back at your ex.

You wrapped up your grocery store trip and went home. Even while you were cooking for your new man, Erik was still on your mind. You couldn’t help but think about all the times you had with him. One memory came back to you and you cringed. The night you two broke up.

“All you can think about are these damn houses! What about our house, Erik?!?!” You screamed coming closer to him, with your fists clenched. “What about all the shit you promised me?!”

“You’re still getting it, Princess! I promise!” He tried to pull you in a hug, but you pushed him away. All you saw was red. You didn’t want him touching you. You stuck a finger in his face.

“Bullshit! I’m tired of your empty-ass promises! I’m better than this! I’m better just being your damn girlfriend for all these years! It’s either you’re wanna be with me forever or you don’t! It’s that simple!”

Erik gathered up all the anger building to yell back. “No! It ain’t that simple! You just don’t get it.” Your angry demeanor softened at his words and you took a seat on the leather sofa. You wanted to cry because this shit was so fucking frustrating. You looked up at him with all the sincerity you could muster.

“Help me get it, Erik. Please. Because I just don’t.”

Erik took your trembling hands into his larger hands. “I just...I just don’t see myself as your husband right now. I got a lot of shit to work out before I can make that type of commitment to you, ma. I just need you to understand that and stick with me. I’m not saying it’s never going to happen. I’m just saying now’s not the right time.”

As much as you tried to prevent it, it happened. Tears were rolling down your cheeks. Erik began wiping them off, but you backed away.

“You keep saying that. When is the right time, huh? When?” You asked then sneered once you saw that once again, he couldn’t supply you an answer. “Just admit it, Erik. You don’t want to marry me. You don’t want to get a house with me, you don’t want to have kids with me. You don’t...” you swallowed hard, trying to find the strength to say this. “You don’t want forever with me. Now I get it.”

Erik shook his head vigorously as you rose from the sofa and he grabbed your hand. “No, baby girl! You’re not getting it! I love you! I love you so much! Please!”

You used your free hand to wipe some more of your tears. “You don’t love me the way I love you, Erik. I’ve been dying to be your wife, but you don’t want to be my husband. So I’m not gonna waste time with you when I can find someone who will.”

You released yourself from the grip he had on you, both figuratively and literally, and packed all your shit up. Despite the protests and guilt-tripping coming from Erik, you still made it your mission to get the fuck out of his apartment and get the fuck out of his life.

After mourning and healing from the loss of your long-term relationship, you met Michael. He was a nice man who looked similar to Erik but was completely different, personality-wise. Your friends noticed how much Michael looked like Erik, but they decided not to bring it up because they knew you would deny it. You were in denial, convinced it was all a coincidence. Deep down, you knew damn well he looked like Erik.

However, he was nothing like him and you thought that would work out in your favor. It didn’t.

You laid wide awake in Michael’s bed. He fell asleep after one round of sex and you were not satisfied. The sex was good, but one round??? Erik used to go at least 3 a night. Erik also would spoon, but Michael was turned away from you, snoring away. Your phone buzzed on your nightstand and you picked it up to see a text from your ex. You sat up in shock and opened it.

Erik:

Ik I shouldn’t b but I can’t stop thinkin bout u. I never stopped.

You took a deep breath and fixed your thumbs to respond.

You:

I’m with someone else, Erik. U gotta respect that.

Erik:

I do I just don’t like it. Can we at least be friends?

You contemplated your answer, then constructed a text back.

You:

Fine. We’ll be friends.

Erik:

With benefits? 👀

This caused you to stifle a laugh that would’ve been loud enough to wake up your boyfriend.

You:

Lmao no! Just friends, Erik.

Erik:

Lol I’ll take what I can get. Good night, Princess ❤️

After that last text, you were smiling yourself to sleep. It didn’t take long for Erik to invite you to group outings with mutual friends to eventually just you and him. It felt wrong but felt so right at the same time. You were alone in Michael’s apartment once again when Erik hit you up asking if you would like to see a house he built that was being pulled off the market. You agreed since you had nothing else to do. It’s just a house.

Needless to say, The house was gorgeous.

“Shittttt look at this fucking closet!” You cooed, entering the large walk-in closet in the master bedroom, and turned around to look at Erik with an enormous smile on your face. “Erik! You did that shit! This is my dream house! If I had the money, I would buy it right now!”

Erik chuckled with his arms folded. “It’s already bought, Princess.”

You scrunched up your face in disappointment as you stood against the marble island table in the middle of the room. “Ughh for real? I bet they don’t even like it like that!”

“Nah...I do.” He walked up to you slowly.

It didn’t click for your slow ass what he just said. “Of course you like it. You designed it.”

“Nah, we designed it.”

A record scratch went off in your head and you turned to see Erik right next to you. You gazed into his eyes to see an emotion you couldn’t describe. He saw confusion in yours.

“You ain’t noticed how this house is exactly your dream house? Everything you wanted in a house is right here. Baby girl, after you left me, all I could think about you and us and how I fucked us up. I was designing other houses and buildings, but there’s one that was most important to me that I never focused on and that was ours. I remembered our discussions and you didn’t know it, but I took notes of everything we wanted in a house. I finally had the motivation to get it designed, built, and bought.”

Erik built a house for you. He actually listened to you. Even when you thought he wasn’t, he was listening to every detail of what you wanted. You had so many questions to ask, but you were speechless. What were you supposed to say to this?

“I don’t want you to think I was on some creepy nigga shit because I wasn’t. It’s just that this design was gonna go to waste and I was going to let them sell it to the highest bidder, but I just couldn’t. This house was the last piece of you I had left. If I sold it, it was like me officially giving up on the possibility of us. I still had that hope. I’m a stupid ass nigga, I know.”

Your right hand grasped his left hand and he finally spared you a glance to see unshed tears in your eyes.

“I wanted this....from you....for so long. For so long! Why are you giving it to me now?! When I have someone else?!” You threw his hand out of frustration and exited the closet. You didn’t make it far. You just went into the master bedroom and cried your eyes out. You waited so long for this and he’s giving it to you now? When Michael was in the picture? Well, It’s too damn late.

Erik got on his knees and grasped your knees. You stared at him through the tears in your eyes.

“I know you’re building a life with this nigga, but stop. Stop that shit. You know he ain’t the one for you. Fuck that nigga. You’re mines still.” Erik was pleading with you. He began to shed a tear. Holy shit, he meant every word. “Baby, I’m on my knees. Take me back.”

Your ex began planting tender kisses on your knees and traveled up to your thighs, still holding you. Your heart raced at his actions, but you didn’t want him to stop. You missed him. You missed him so damn much. As much as you tried to lie to yourself, you still loved him.

“Erik, get up.”

He obeyed and you took his face in your hands, caressing the sides.

“You’re such a fucking manipulative motherfucker and I hate that I love you so fucking much.”

Erik took your hands into his and kissed the insides. “I ain’t trying to manipulate you, baby. I swear I’m not. I love you and I just wanted you to know that I heard you. You just wanted a nigga to show you that he was serious about you. I get it. While you were gone, I focused on myself and fixed myself because I admit I was dragging my ass with doing that while we were together. It was because I thought you were here to stay so I had all the time in the world to get my shit together. When you left, I saw that I was wrong. I was wrong as fuck.”

You didn’t say anything. You just let him keep talking.

“I love you, baby. All I’m asking for is a second chance to make this right, but if you say no, I’ll sell this house and leave you alone for good. I swear on my Pops’ grave, I’ll leave you the fuck alone, Y/N.” His words were so heartfelt. “I don’t wanna go unless you make me.”

You were hyperventilating through your tears, then a smile formed across your face. “Erik, I love you. I love you so much, baby.”

Erik tackled you with frequent kisses on your lips and it turned into a whole passionate make-out session. He planted kisses all over your neck while he unbuttoned your blouse and you could feel his hard dick through his pants.

“Fuck. I missed this. I missed us.” You breathed when his lips met yours, once again.

“I missed us too, baby.” Erik rested his forehead against yours and stared into your eyes with so much love. “Be my wife.”

You backed away from him and furrowed your eyebrows. “What?”

“You heard me. Marry me, baby. I don’t wanna waste any more time.” He saw the look on your face and his joyful expression turned somber. “You don’t want to marry me?”

You shook your head. “It’s not that, Erik. I always wanted to but just because we getting back together doesn’t mean I wanna rush into a marriage. We gotta fix us first. We can’t even fix us right now because I still have to break up with Michael.”

Erik put a hand through his hands and blew air out of his mouth. “You right.”

“And the way you asked sucked.” You deadpanned but found yourself laughing afterward and he face palmed himself. “Seriously? After all this time, I deserve a better proposal than that.”

Erik chuckled and placed a soft kiss on your lips. “You right. Once again. Imma do better.”

And when he said he would do better, you knew he wasn’t just talking about the proposal.

“You better. I ain’t giving you a third chance. This ain’t baseball!”

This caused him to guffaw, pull you into a tight, loving embrace, and kissed you once again. He had a grin on his face that rivaled the Cheshire cat.

“You’re mines still,” Erik said as a statement and a question.

“Yep. I never stopped being yours, baby boy.”

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