#so time will tell if im able to get out of bed

[wintfleur]

❝ IM KNOCKING THAT KITTY CAT OUTTTT ! ❞

𝓲. 𝑜𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗐𝗂𝗌𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖺𝗌 ⨟ 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝖺𝖻𝖼 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇𝗌

` . . ── 𝓹airing 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗇𝗇 𝗁𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗑 𝒇 ! 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

𝓻oro's msgs : 𝖺𝗅𝖾𝗑𝖺 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒 ‘𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗏𝖾’ 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗆𝖼𝗋𝖺𝖾… 𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖬𝖨𝖭𝖤 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗇’𝗍 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽 😛

ᆼᆽᆼ 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 & 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 ！

A = Aftercare (what they're like after sex)

You have given him the title ‘king of aftercare’ and he always gets so smiley whenever you call him that. Quinn is a sweetheart; all he has on his mind is to take care of you. He’ll carry you into the bathroom for a shower and bath, helping you wash your body and placing soft kisses on your shoulders. Or if you're not ready to get out of bed he’ll go quickly get a warm wet cloth to gently clean you up, he’ll cuddle you in bed, his hands massaging your sore muscles, his fingers caressing your body, his lips whispering sweet nothings and placing kisses all over your face. He always makes sure you drink some water after, or get you a snack if you want one, he always takes care of you first. Aftercare is essential to him, with lots of snuggles. 

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On you, it's your thighs. He absolutely loves burning his face in them, biting and kissing at the skin to litter them with marks of his love. Whenever he’s sitting next to you he always has his hand on your thigh, gripping the plush skin or just softly caressing it. When he's stressed he fidgets with your thigh, squeezing or tracing random shapes on it. You have caught him many times admiring your thighs in certain outfits. He loves resting his head on your thighs, your fingers in his hair lulling him to sleep. 

On him it’s his shoulders, he likes how strong and dependable they are, and the fact that you are always finding a way to touch them is a plus. Whether it's you leaning against him and resting your head or chin on them when you are talking to others, or the feeling of you digging your nails scratching them as you ride him. Or when he picks you up from a night out with your friends, your head resting comfortably on his shoulder as he carries you to the car, you drunkenly mumble about how comfy his shoulders are as you slowly drift off in the safety of his arms. When he’s stressed or tired, your hands are rubbing away at the tension, pressing soft kisses all over them. He will always catch you admiring them, especially during the summer when most of the time he's wearing no shirt. You love to playfully bite at them, just to see his reaction. 

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Quinn is a very possessive man, so he loves seeing you covered in his cum. Your face, tits, thighs, ass, stomach, he will cum anywhere. But his favorite is to cum deep inside you, filling you up with his seed as he watches you fall apart on him. He loves the idea of you going on with your day, stuffed with his cum. Quinn can get messy, scooping some of his cum up with his fingers, bringing them to your lips, and watching as you lick and suck them clean. He loves cumming in your mouth, spitting on your tongue when you open your mouth to show that you swallowed it all, calling you his good girl. 

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Quinn loves to see you cry, those pretty tears rolling down your cheeks as you fall apart on his cock again and again. He wanted to be the reason you cried, not because he hurt you, but because he made you feel so good. Crying so prettily from overstimulation, barely being able to get out any words from your cries and moans. The sight of tears slowly rolling down your cheeks as you choke on his cock drives him insane, pushing your head down further. He will kiss all your tears away, addicted to the taste, telling you how pretty you are when you cry. 

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Quinn has plenty of experience and he’s a quick learner, so he definitely knows what he's doing. He enjoys learning everything about you, memorizing you like the palm of his hand, learning everything you love and hate. He loves helping you learn about what you like, helping by guiding you and talking you through it. 

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He thinks it's cruel if you ask him to pick just one. He loves doggy, gripping your hips and thighs as he fucks into you, guiding your hips back against him. He loves watching as your ass bounces from the hard thrusts, reaching under you to either play with your clit or grope your tits. He’ll grab you by your neck and pull you back against his chest, whispering the filthiest things in your ears. He’ll push your face into the pillows if you're being too loud. He loves going balls deep into you and just stopping, watching with a cocky smirk as you struggle to take him all, your thighs trembling at how deep he is. Placing kisses all over your neck, shoulders and back. 

His second favorite would have to be mating press. He loves how intimate and passionate it is, the feeling of your bodies so tightly pressed against each other. The thrusts are hard and deep from his weight, his hold on your body tight as he presses into all your soft and sweet spots. Hot breath fanning each other's faces, sloppy kisses being interrupted by loud moans. Intense eye contact is shared while he whispers the naughtiest thighs or the sweetest things to you, telling you how good you're taking his cock or telling you how much he loves you. Quinn feels like he's going insane at the feeling of your hands gripping his body and the sound of your desperate moans in his ears along with the sound of skin slapping. 

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Not really, he tends to be more serious, enjoying romantic and intimate moments. Sometimes there might be a euphoric giggle or a laugh from a badly timed sexual innuendo, but he likes to keep it intimate and passionate. 

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He wants you to feel his love through everything he does, during sex or not. He is head over heels in love with you, so you will be relishing every second of the intimate connection you share. Sometimes he can't put into words how he feels so he does his best to show it through his actions and lovemaking. He wants you to only focus on him and the moment, to get lost in the love and pleasure. He will show his love with soft touches, hand holding, forehead kisses, i love you, whispered in your ear. Quinn will make you a nice dinner or take you out, lighting some candles, and even playing some music to really set the mood. Essentially, whatever you want.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He likes to think he jerks off a normal amount, when he is stressed or when he’s away and misses you too much, if he’s lucky the two of you will be on Facetime but if not he will jerk off to the Polaroid pictures he took of you that he has saved in his wallet. Quinn is so wholeheartedly obsessed with you that he wouldn't be able to cum without your help. He likes to tease you and jerk off in front of you, his eyes never leaving yours as he takes his time, watching as you barely hold yourself back from doing it instead, begging to help him, wanting to taste him on your tongue; but he doesn't let you. 

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Breeding kink - He loves filling you up with his cum, squeezing your hips as he lets out a low groan. He’ll stay deep inside you for a few moments, listening to your pretty whimpers before he slowly pulls out, watching his seed drip out. But he’s not letting you waste a drop, his fingers are quickly stuffing it back inside of you. Not only does it feel good and it drives both of you crazy, but the thought of you carrying his baby makes him want to tie you to the bed and fill you up over and over again until you can’t take anymore. He loves cumming deep inside of you and then pulling up your panties, having you go about your day with a stuffed pussy. 

Somnophilia - Quinn will come home late after a game and he’ll see his pretty girlfriend sleeping peacefully in bed, he’s still so worked up from the game that he’ll quickly undress and carefully slip into the bed behind you, slipping into your already wet pussy, slowly fucking into you as he places soft kisses all over his shoulders and neck. His hands will slowly move up and down your body as he gropes your sweet and sensitive spots. When he comes home from an early practice and you are still asleep in bed, He loves the cute little confused whimpers you let out at first as you wake up, but they are quickly followed up by your loud desperate moans as your hands are grabbing onto him. He also loves waking up to your pussy or mouth wrapped around his cock, deep groans and moans leaving his lips. He loves the trust that comes with it, the fact that the two of you are so comfortable with each other. 

Brat taming - oh he loves it when you are a brat, it gives him such a good excuse to put you in your place. He loves how cocky and mouthy you get, thinking you are in control and can get what you want, and Quinn will play along being patient, but only for a little. He’ll make you come over and over again until you're a sobbing, shaking mess. He’ll mock your moans and taunt you about how you said you could take it all, he’ll have you so overstimulated tthat he only thing you can do is moan and promise to be his good girl. 

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Anywhere in your home; couch, shower, kitchen counter, but preferably the bed, he can have you in so many positions, so many possibilities. He also has a guilty pleasure of fucking you in his car, obviously out of sight from anyone. Whether it’s after a game and he just needs to let out some pent-up emotions, or after a date night he’ll help you into the backseat and have his way with you, neither of you is patient enough to wait until you get home. Messy kisses, heavy breathing, and shared blissed laughs after. Another favorite place of his is the boat during summer, you riding him in the driver's seat or him having you bent over one of the seats. It's just so easy to pull your bathing suit bottoms to the side and slide in, passing you his beer after he takes a sip as he fucks into you, chuckling as you try to hold in your loud moans, oh he will talk you through it all….

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Honestly, everything you do turns him on, but here are a few specific things. He loves just doing normal things with you and being domestic like, cooking dinner together, watching TV, and getting ready for the day, it really gets him going. Your scent drives him crazy, your perfume, your natural pheromones whatever it is it drives him crazy. Sometimes he’ll get a good whiff when you guys are out in public and he’s immediately flustered when he feels his pants tighten, oh that innocent smile you give him because you have no idea what's going on is the final nail in the coffin. When he's home alone because you are away on a trip or something, he'll lay in your shared bed and smell your lingering scent all over the sheets, next thing he knows he's fisting his cock. 

He loves when you are clingy, pressing up against him when you're sitting next to him, or how you will hug him from behind while he cooks, or when he’s reviewing games you will snuggle up on his side just wanting to be close to him. How you always reach for his hand wanting to hold it, or how you will hold onto his arm as you walk alongside together. Feeling your body pressed against him, and how you feel so comfortable with him, really gets him going. 

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Quinn is a jealous and possessive partner, so he wouldn’t like anything involving sharing you or letting anyone see you in such an intimate way. 

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Quinn’s mouth was made for worshipping you, he wants to be smothered between your thighs. You like to tease him about how he doesn't eat, he feasts. He literally craves your taste when he's away, being able to jerk off just to the thought of being back between your thighs. He will eat you out to de-stress. He loves waking you up with his head between your thighs, the feeling of his mouth making you up. Sometimes you will just be sitting on the couch waiting for Quinn to get back home from a game or practice and before you could even open your mouth to greet him, he's dropping to his knees in front of you and spreading your thighs, moaning at the taste of you. He’s very talented with his tongue, he won't stop until he has your thighs trembling and tears rolling down your face. He will go feral if you sit on his face. 

Quinn loves when you have your lips wrapped around his cock, struggling to fit his length in your mouth as you look up at him with your pretty watery eyes. He loves to talk you through it, his hand in your hair, pushing you down further, telling you how pretty you are with your mouth stuffed. He thinks you look so pretty, so much praise and moans will leave his lips. He’ll get louder the closer he gets, he loves cumming down your through, smirking when you open your mouth to show that you swallowed it all. He definitely whines and whimpers…

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

It really just depends on the mood, he likes it fast and rough but he also loves it slow and sensual. If he’s in a teasing mood, he’ll go extra slow which will just have you begging for him to go faster. Sometimes he just needs a rough passionate fuck after a rough game/practice. Or sometimes he just wants to be slow and sensual, taking his time with you and dragging everything out so the release would be even better. But really it just depends on what you are in the mood for, he always wants to make sure you are feeling good. 

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He will never say no to a quickie whether it’s a quick blowjob or a quick fuck, but he definitely prefers for the two of you to have longer rounds, he doesn’t like rushing his time with you. But sometimes emotions are high and he just needs to pull you away and into a bathroom, or he’ll have you against the kitchen counter before practice, needing to let out his emotions. 

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

You are the most important and precious thing in his life, so he would definitely be careful about the types of risks he would take with you. He’s always willing to try something new if you are down for it, your relationship is built of trust so he’s never scared of trying something new as long as it’s with you. He hates the idea of the two of you being caught, but he does enjoy being sneaky in public as long as he knows that there isn’t a high chance of being caught. 

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Amazing, he knows how to pace himself, he’s a top-tier professional athlete. There is nothing he would rather do than spend time with you and make you feel good, so he will drag it out as long as he can, he doesn’t like to rush unless he has to. 

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He doesn't have any of his own, besides the handcuffs, and blindfolds that he uses with you. He doesn't mind at all if you have any, honestly, he kind of prefers if you do, knowing that you will be able to take care of yourself while he’s away. He loves using your toys with you, holding your vibrator against your clit for you, or controlling the pace of your dildo. And he also just loves watching you use them on yourself, you begging for his touch. 

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He loves to tease you, especially at times when it's not exactly appropriate. He loves to whisper the dirtiest things in your ears, giving you subtle but noticeable touches that leave you a flustered mess, he loves the little glare you give him, your eyes betraying your thoughts. He loves to see you beg. He loves kissing your clit when it's sensitive, chuckling when you whimper and buck your hips weakly against his face, teasing you about how sensitive you are. 

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Quinn’s lips are going to be busy saying the filthiest dirty talk or complimenting you, letting out deep groans or moans in your ear, praising you. The closer he gets the louder he’ll be, desperate and breathy moans leaving his lips followed with low groans and whimpers. He’s not afraid of being loud, he wants you to know how good you are making him feel. He knows the effect his words have on you and will use it against you, his words and moans lulling you over the edge. 

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Quinn is obsessed with cockwarming; he loves how connected he feels to you. Lazy mornings where both of you are just too tired to move, Quinn spooning you from behind as he holds you close as he’s deep inside you. When he’s busy watching hockey, you will just straddle his lap, your fingers quickly pulling him out before sliding down on him, he won’t even question you. you head on his shoulder and your eyes flutter close as you relax against him. Sooner or later one of you will get impatient and start to slowly move, waiting to see the other’s reaction. Groans leaving his lips at the feeling of your walls fluttering around him. He just wants to be close to you, it happens several times a week. He loves it when you get extra needy, he’ll hold your hips tighter to stop you from moving, smirking lazily when you start to whine about needing more. He’ll tell you to wait “after this period” or “let me finish this email” but he’ll find a way to drag it on even more, just to drive you crazy… 

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

It’s pretty high, Quinn is always yearning for you in some way, he’s ready to jump on you any time of the day. But he has amazing self-control, understanding that you might not be able to keep up with him. He’s yearning for you sexually and not sexually, he just doesn't feel complete if you're not by his side or in his arms. 

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Quinn won't fall asleep until he knows you have everything you need and you're ready to go to bed. Some nights if neither of you aren't too tired he’ll just hold you close, the two of you talking about each other's day or the most random topics, until one of you drifts off to sleep; the other follows after. Lots of soft touches, kisses, and sweet whispers are shared before bed. But, most nights it's you who falls asleep first and then it's Quinn, who’s lulled to sleep by the sound of your heartbeat and soft breaths.

𝓻oro's note. 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝗆𝗒 𝗄𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖠𝖭𝖸 𝖣𝖠𝖸 !! 😛 𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗈 𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾, 𝗈𝗁 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗇𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌 (𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋) 𝖨 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒𝗒𝗒 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗈𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌, 𝖨’𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄…𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗅𝗒 🔪

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[little-miss-apple]

Hii I loved your one shots! Would you be willing to do one where Caleb is sick and hiding from MC again so she decides to get him to comply by doting on him and wearing a sexy nurse costume.

((gonna be really honest, i took some creative liberties with this request on accident... im not 100% happy with it but i feel like if i dont post it now, i'll never do it... also keep telling myself to writer shorter stories, but i like to suffer... hope u like it a bit regardless))

Whatever was the opposite of ‘the man flu’ is, Caleb had it. No matter how many times you had pushed him back into his bedroom, he kept sneaking out, claiming he couldn't leave all the chores to you.

You just wanted to take care of him, let him rest and sit back while you took care of the house and him for once. But Caleb is like a working cow, the life energy leaving him whenever he's not on the field... or whatever the saying is.

You were dancing and sining around the kitchen, absorbed in the music while grabbing more ingredients for the stew you were cooking. Sure, you were never as great of a chef as Caleb, but you could make him some healthy stew at least. Easy to digest and packed with vitamins.

"Needs some more curry powder, pips..." His unusually weak voice says from behind you.

You let out a yelp, having been to engrossed in the music to notice him sneaking out of his room again.

"Holy shit, Caleb!"

He fake gasps.

"Language, pipsqueak!" He says with a teasing glint in his tired eyes.

"I told you to stay in bed," you scold, hands on his chest as you try to push him away from the stove and back to his room. "You think just because you're a colonel now you can ignore my orders?"

He lets out a weak chuckle as his hands come up to hold your face.

"I wouldn't dare... who knows what you'd write about me in that little grudge ledger of yours..."

Of course he has to bring that up again...

"But seriously, pipsqueak, I'm feeling a lot bet--" He starts to cough mid sentence. 

"Liar." You mutter as you turn to grab him a glass of water, handing it to him while patting his back gently. When his coughing fit dissapates, you lead him back to his room, ignoring any protests.

"Caleb, why is it so impossible for you to just let me take care of you for once?" You ask when his tired frame is back in bed, posted up against the headboard.

A blush, unrelated to his fever, creeps up on his cheeks.

"...I want to be the one taking care of you. I want- No, I have to protect you... That's my role, pips..."

For a moment you are unsure what to tell him...

"Just... get some rest, okay? I'll bring you some stew when it's ready..."

You feel his eyes on you as you leave the room, he wants to say more. This discussion isn't a new one, but both of you know that right now he doesn't have the energy for this.

You're mindlessly stirring the pot of stew, his words about his role replaying in your head. If that is his role, what is yours? And what role do you have to take on to be able to take care of him? Then it hits you and within seconds you have an order placed.

Bless Skyhaven and it's drone speed delivery service, because within half an hour your new uniform has arrived. It was quite a bit shorter than you had imagined, but maybe you should have expected that. It was a halloween costume after all and not a real nurse's uniform.

The uniform is a light pink dress with red lining, a little nurse cap and matching stockings. A little red heart with white cross emblem is found on the cap and one the chest of the dress. It even comes with a hot pink plastic stethoscope and syringe. You don't even want to imagine Zayne and Yvonne's faces if they ever caught you like this...

Uniform on, tray with stew and the syringe in hand and with the stethoscope around your neck, you walk into the lion's den.

"Good evening, Mr Caleb. Your stew is ready!" you say as cheerful as possible.

His eyes grow incredibly wide the moment he lays eyes on you.

"Pips-"

"Nuh-uh, that's nurse Pipsqueak to you mister!" You say as you sit down on the edge of the bed, grabbing the bowl and spoon, blowing on it before guiding it towards his mouth.

He looks at you, a bit unsure for a second before finally daring to take a bite. 

"W-what's with the uniform...?"

"Well, since you said it's your role to take care of me, I thought i should adjust my role so i can be the one to take care of you now... Say 'ah'." You explain while feeding him another bite.

His eyes never leave you. Not when you feed him, not when you put his clean laundry in his drawers, even when you leave his room he asks you to keep the door open so he can continue taking secret glances when you bend over while cleaning, giving him a perfect view of your panties. In return he does everything you say, no protests, staying in his room and even taking the medicine he claimed he didn't need earlier today.

It doesn't take long for a healthier glow to return to his face and, according to the thermometer you are currently holding to his head; "Your fever has gone down significantly.. If you keep this up you'll be all good again tomorrow!" Your smile is bright but he can't help but frown a bit.

"You should sleep early! Getting enough shut eye is crucial to a speedy recovery!" you say as you get up, ready to leave his room and shed off the costume, but he holds you back. His fingers wrap around your wrist and he looks up at you with those puppy like eyes, an uncharacteristic darkness to them as he pulls you back down.

"Nurse... I have another problem..." 

He gently guides your hand under the covers, his eyes never leaving your confused face. Before long your hand is put on something thick and hard. Your eyes shoot wide open in bewilderment, but his gaze doesn't falter. Just the light touch of your hand where he needs you most has his chest rising and falling in a quickened tempo already.

Your mouth opens and closes a few times, unsure of what to say.

"You know Ms Nurse, I've heard sweating out a fever is quite effective..." his hand slides from your wrist, instead entrapping your hand in his so he can apply some pressure, making you cup his rock hard cock a bit tighter "Won't you help your patient, hm? Make him feel better?"

The feeling of him in your hand, the way he tucks a loose strand of hair behind your ear and the seductive tone in his voice make you involuntarily rub your thighs together, craving friction to your already wetting core. It doesn't go unnoticed by Caleb, he knows he has you exactly where he wants you now.

Within seconds the covers are slung to the side and he is sitting on the edge of the bed, legs spread apart, inviting you between them. Your hesitation is quickly thrown to the side when you see his shape through his grey sweatpants. You kneel in between his legs, noticing the semblance of a smirk forming on his face as you quickly start tugging at the waistband of his sweats.

You're taken by surprise a bit when his rock hard cock basically jumps out, smacking against his stomach. No matter how many times you see it, the intimidation from the size of it never leaves. Your fingers gently trail over the veins as you nervously swallow the saliva that had been pooling in your mouth. 

Carefully you begin to stroke his length, receiving instant affirmation that you're doing well as soft curses leave his lips. You let your thumb glide over the tip, spreading around some of his pre cum to help lubricate. You notice the muscles that are peeking from under his shirt contract with your every move.

"Come on, pips... Put your mouth on it..."

Wanting so desperately to please him, you waste no time, spitting on it before your lips quickly envelope around his velvety tip. 

"Fuck, you feel so good..."

Eagerly you take more and more of him in your mouth, not stopping until he hits the back of your throat. Whatever doesn't fit is massaged by your hand. You cant help but let your other hand wander between your own legs, playing with yourself through the fabric of your panties. It's sticky and messy, but feels oh so good. The vibrations of your moans as you bop up and down his length make him feel euphoric.

The sight of you like this, tits almost spilling out of your dress, your focussed face as you desperately try to please him and rubbing your clit, it almost makes him cum on the spot. His hand tangles into your hair, applying a light pressure when you go down on his cock. God, you feel heavenly. 

But he wants more.

The second he notices you getting sloppy, so close to rubbing yourself to release, he pulls your head back. The sight of your confused and fucked out face makes his cock twitch.

"Not yet..." he growls, at your frustrated pout. His shirt is pulled over his head and casted aside.

His lips surge towards yours, capturing them in an all devouring kiss. It's messy and chaotic. Tongues clashing, drool spilling and lip bruising. He pulls away a bit, admiring your hazy eyes and plump lips, before pulling down your lower lip with his thumb. He spits in your mouth, a proud smirk adorning his lips.

In one quick motion you are thrown onto your all fours on the bed and your costume is hiked up to your waist, giving Caleb a perfect view of your ass in those cute panties of yours. To be fair, all your panties were cute to Caleb, as long as they are yours. But right now, they're in his way. 

He pulls them to the side, taking note of the string of wetness attached to it. He throws his head back for a moment, eyes closed and breaths steady as he tries to compose himself down.

Wondering what is taking him so long, you turn your head around, only for him to suddenly align himself with your entrance and begin pushing himself fully into your sopping pussy. A strangled moan leaves your throat as your arms quickly give out, causing your head to fall into the sheets. Caleb's hands snake to rest on your waist, pulling you further onto his cock with every stroke. His tempo increases, balls slapping against your clit and making you dizzy with pleasure. 

Caleb loves the way you clench around him, the way he is moulding your pussy with his cock. Your combined juices are dripping down his thighs, fuelling him more and more, but he is also aware that he isn't full himself yet. His usual vigour isn't fully recovered yet, making his strokes rather messy and inconsistent. Frustrated he pulls out, making you snap back, confused why he has suddenly stopped pounding into that good spot.

"You need to ride me." 

He leaves no room for questions, already hoisted up against the headboard, pulling you into his lap. He aligns you with his still rock hard cock, pushing you down on his length. You whimper at the new position, feeling him in a different way all of a sudden. The cute sounds make him smile and he presses a gentle kiss against your forehead.

"Ready baby?"

You nod, eager to try a position you're not that familiar with. You're about to lift yourself up, but a familiar feeling takes over instead. Caleb's evol makes you feel weightless, unbound from the laws of gravity. His hands are still on your waist, his pointer finger going up and down in the same pattern as your body. 

The feeling of weightlessness continuously exchanged by the feeling of gravity pulling you down adds a whole new sensation, similar to riding a rollercoaster with steep highs and lows. The speed of his finger increases and so do you. He fucks you onto his dick with little effort, enjoying the way your face contours in pleasure and your tits bounce up and down right in front of his face. 

It doesn't take long for you to feel a familiar heat flow from your cores to the tips of your limbs. He can feel it too, the way your moans become more frequent and less controlled and the way you clench onto him more tightly. He is about to burst too, ready to coat your walls in his milky cum. His grip on your waist tightens as he can't help but use some more of his own strength.

"You close, baby? You wanna come on my dick?" 

"Yes, yes, yes.. please..." you beg him breathlessly, so close to the edge that it makes your tear up.

He bucks up his hips, slamming into you whenever you go down, hitting a spot so deep inside that it makes you gasp. With the limited energy he has he keep repeating the motion until you let out a string of curses, clenching onto his cock and milking him to his own orgasm. 

You can feel all the strength leave your body when you are hit with the hard, warm waves of your orgasm, limbs growing weak within the blink of an eye. You feel Caleb's cum fill you up, making you feel full and satiated. When he has completely emptied his balls inside you, the hold his evol had on you relents and you fall into his chest. And like always, he catches you. Holding you close as he whispers words of affirmation in your ear.

"You did so well... made me feel so good.. 'nd you looked so beautiful on my cock... such a pretty girl..." The words keep spilling from his lips as he pulls out and scoots down with you on his chest. Both of you are too tired to make another move, both unable to fight the tiredness taking over.

Sunlight hits your face, waking you up from the peaceful slumber you spent nestled in his muscular side. Caleb, who seems as healthy as ever, is already awake and seated against the headboard as he checks reports he missed from work. His hand is on your head, gently brushing his fingers through the strands.

"You're awake, pips?"

You groan a bit in response and stretch, only now noticing you are no longer in the nurse costume and instead in the shirt Caleb discarded yesterday. 

"Where's my dress?" you ask curiously.

"Threw it in the laundry.. I cleaned you off too but we should probably take a shower, we can save some water and take one together..."

"tsk... sounds like you're all better." you scoff trying to hide your grin.

"Had a great nurse..." he smiles teasingly.

"Maybe I should change career paths... I'll ask Zayne if he's in need of an extra nurse.."

"Nope," Caleb swiftly lifts you into his lap "Only I get the privilege of being cared for by you... Especially in that outfit."

His hands find their way to your cheeks before he plants a kiss on your lips.

"Now, let's get you all cleaned up, pipsqueak!"

[sctoru]

Love For You <3

“You know im not able to control my love for you. Love for you, ooh-ah, ooh-ah”

summary: in which the bllk boys reacts to you biting their cheek bcs its definitely smth i'd do tbh 😻

fandom: blue lock

warning(s): swearing, grammar errors(?), very light suggestive (nothing too smutty or whatever), shidou being shidou but js pure fluff!!

characters: Isagi, Bachira, Nagi, Shidou, Sae & Rin (im too tired typing to add more, im sorry, my loves 😭)

Isagi Yoichi

Honestly, he's so sweet, ion see him being bothered if you bite his cheek (i love isagi, he's so underrated 😔)

He had just finished showering after an intense football training and you happen to come swing by his house because you missed him.

You are now cuddled up with him on the couch while watching a movie, as he was so focused on the movie. You cant help but to just stare at him from moment to moment, admiring his existence.

"What's wrong? Is something on my face?" he finally turned to you with a small worried look and you just chuckled lightly.

"No, there's nothing wrong" you giggle it off, but despite you saying that, he can still feel your stare.

"Hey y/n—" before he could even finish his sentence, your teeth found his soft cheek and gently bit the flesh and bro just sat there frozen lmao. Despite how smart he is, he cant figure out what is happening.

You then leaned away from his cheek. "I-im sorry babe! you're just so loveable that i have to bite you!" you chuckled lightly, starting to think that maybe you've gone too far this time but Isagi just laughed it off.

"Should've just told me, no wonder why you've been staring at me" he chuckled lightly before patting your head (BRO'S JS THE CUTEST OMG UGH).

The two of you would share glances before eventually laughing together and he'll pull you into his embrace more.

He lets you bite his cheek again.

Bachira Meguru

He's so playful about it, you cant tell me otherwise 😭😭

Since Bachira is always so playful, this time, you think to yourself that you should be the one being playful.

So here you are on the same bed as your boyfriend who is having his 5th sleep of the day. Since he sleeps so much, you figured that you should try to wake him up.

Bachira was sleeping peacefully, his face looking towards the ceiling, his eyes closed and mouth gaped a little. You giggled to yourself before cuddling up to him, your head leaned towards his cheek. He let out a soft unaudible mumble.

"Bachira, you've been sleeping all day!" You whined lightly with a small pout and you may think that bro would only mumble but bro did a whole 180 turn, his back facing you 😭

"Later, Y/n" he mumbled with a sleepy tone and you whined.

"Bachiraaa" you tried to shake him gently to wake him up but of course this method would not work on that man.

You pouted again but an idea came up to your head. You leaned your face towards his cheek, you gave his cheek a small peck before eventually sinking your teeth onto the flesh of his cheek gently, biting it repeatedly but not with the intent to hurt.

"Y-Y/n??" He would mumble before his eyes finally jolt open to see you biting his cheek. he cant help but to let out a wide smile before you pulled away.

"You gotta wake up!" you crossed your arms while Bachira whined, "Hey that's not nice to disturb someone's beauty sleep!" He pouted and you cant help but to let out a small chuckle.

"Then stop sleeping" you stuck your tongue out at him and looked away. You hear him chuckling before suddenly he jumped on to you.

"B-bachira?!" you yelped lightly as you were trapped between his arms. "What were you doing earlier? I should do it to you as well!" he laughed lightly before leaning in to bite your cheek gently.

"Wait— Bachira, it tickles!!" you laughed and he hid a small chuckle.

The cheek biting ended up being a habit of you two.

Nagi Seishiro

At this point, you had to do it to get his attention from his intense gaming like cmon now

This guy has been playing nonstop, ALL DAY. That's the thing you have to put up with when you're dating him. His intense obsession with his games.

"Nagiiii" you'd whined at him as he was playing with his xbox and with his gaming headphones on. Hells, he didnt even heard your whine 😭

You pouted as your boyfriend kept clicking with his controller, he was playing fortnite...AGAIN.

You sighed to yourself as you scooted closer to him, leaning your head onto his shoulder. When he felt something on his shoulder, finally his eyes flickered onto you for a sec.

"What is it, Y/n?" he asks, his voice was low, smooth and gentle with a hint of his lazy tone. You only snuggled onto his shoulder and murmured, "Nothing..."

It was pure silence for a moment before you looked at him and something in you wanted to do something crazy like...randomly biting his cheek. You just love him so much, you cant help it.

As he was mumbling to himself, you leaned onto his cheek and gave a soft bite, your teeth sinking onto his cheek and he remained still for a second before he placed down his controller, you immediately pulled away. Scared that he's annoyed

He took of his headphones before looking at you, "You need my attention, baby?" He asks softly and you cant help but to form a smile on your lips with a small nod.

Bro ended up taking a break playing his xbox to cuddle with you.

"You should bite my cheek again if i've played too much and you feel neglected."

Shidou Ryousei

Ong, would be the freakiest about it. Bro would be sooo into it 😭

You're just bored atp. Your boyfriend has been binge watching football videos nonstop and is so hooked about it.

You were sat on the bed next to him, his laptop on his lap as you both watched random football videos that could get him "entertained".

Its not that you hate football but its been HOURS and its getting boring..so..you had many thoughts in mind since you're bored while your boyfriend was grinning creepily while looking at the screen.

"Damn, if i see that goal in real life, would've busted like crazy!" He said clearly with amusement, and whenever you see him in this state..you sometimes think to yourself that maybe your boyfriend was also into men (but that's a talk for another day 😝).

As he was watching intensely, you were crazy with boredom. It started with you playing with his hair then his neck, tracing lines on his neck then eventually out of sudden reflex you leaned in to sink your teeth into the flesh of his cheek. Of course it was not a hard bite but a light one.

When i tell you bro immediately closed his laptop...HE DID 😭.

"Babe, didn't knew you were into that too! 😈" He would say as he turned his attention to you. "Shidou, i did that just to get you off that laptop", you would chuckle at him.

"But that felt good, i could feel it rush to my veins!—"

"Shidou, dont get me started"

He would ask you to do it more (during the deed too....)

Sae Itoshi

He wouldn't even let you do it at first tbh 🙂‍↕️ cuz bro is so protective of his skin...like he has a ton of skincare for his face in his bathroom

You two are in the car, both of you are in the passenger seat while his driver is the one driving and he was taking a call.

You were beside him, giving him few glances while he was calling. You just cant help but to admire the famous midfielder you're dating, he's just perfect. Perfect and beautiful.

While he was calling, you were fidgeting your fingers, you just love him so much to the point you have a random thought to bite his cheek and you know yourself that it's crucial to do such thing.

But well..you just love him so much, you cant help but to risk it (i would too 😔).

You leaned in lightly but before you can even sink your teeth, he paused and placed his free hand on your face. Stopping you from going even further.

"I'll hang up." he said with his usual cold tone towards his phone before he closed his phone and turned to you. "What are you even trying to do?" he sighs lightly, his cold eyes stared deeply into yours but there was no hint of anger or annoyance, just pure confusion.

You cant help but to get embarrassed by his question. "N-nothing! J-just forget it!" you stuttered. "I was trying to...um...bite your cheek..." you muttered and when you said your reason, he was just silent and looked at you like "🤨😟".

"You are just so perfect and i love you so much so i cant help it!" you tried to defend yourself despite the overwhelming feeling of embarrassment took over you. He just stared at you again before taking a deep breath.

"As long as you dont get your saliva on my cheek, its fine" he sighed as he looked away, looking towards the window of the car. You squealed in happiness at his words.

He defo has a soft spot for you.

He'd allow you to bite his cheek in private.

Rin Itoshi

Acts like he's annoyed but is secretly ok with it 😭

So...it all started with you trying to explore more with this guy. And you are trying to show him more depth of your affection by...biting..

This man is always about football, so once he is done with his training and headed to your house to hang out a bit, you are excited.

"Im here" he would walk in and place away his shoes, "I need a damn shower" he sighed lightly as he looked at you.

"Yeah. you can use my shower" you would say as you walked closer to him, he'd let you give him a peck on the lips for a greeting.

But after the small peck, his eyes widened when he felt your teeth sank into his cheek gently. Realising he wenr stoic, you pulled away after a few seconds. His eyes would look at yours.

"What the fuck?" He'd ask out of small confusion and a slight teenie weenie annoyance and you'd raise your eyebrows at him.

"What? i cant show more in-depth of my love for my boyfriend?" you'd scoff lightly, hiding a small smile.

"By biting?" he asks. This man would be slightly so diva about it tbh 😭.

"Yes?? so what? got a problem?" you'd raise your eyebrows at him while he gave you a aide eye as if you had just committed a crime against him.

He'd mumble something unaudible before he sighed. "Whatever..do what you want. Im going to shower" he'd try to brush it off as he went past you to use your shower.

He'll get used to it.

A/N: hey so..its been a while and yes im alive!! 😍 This is my first post in a while and im sorry for being gone for too long, im so busyyy. I promise to try to upload any time i can but for the moment im giving you guys this post! So sorry for any grammar mistakes or if it's bad :( enjoy!!!

[calebsangelbby]

・❥ OVERSTIM WITH CALEB (PART 1) !

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ rundown :: some scenarios in which caleb would react to being overstimulated !!!

WARNINGS :: NSFW! 18+, sub!caleb, dom!reader, dacryphilia, overstimulation, phone sex, edging

a/n :: if you can count how many times i wrote overstim/overstimulation i'll give you a cookie. lmk if you want a part two! <333

caleb would definitely adore being overstimulated. after all, he loves everything that involves you!

PHONE SEX :: he would deny, deny, deny every time you'd tease him... but late at night when he'd jack off he'd be thinking to the memories of what you'd do to him. all the begging,, squirming,, crying... it's all he ever thought about. the obsession got to the point where he's considered actually asking you to film him while you give him a handjob just so he can imagine it better when he's away from you... but it doesn't stop there. he's so bad that he'll even obey you when you guys masturbate on the phone together, going faster on himself even when he's already came ; his tip all red and angry. "good boy, caleb.. im so proud of you. keep going, just like that... squeeze yourself tighter baby, yeah. good..." you'd say into the microphone, forcing him past his limit. you wouldn't get much of a response as he's currently putting all his energy into trying to listen to you.. but a few whimpers will do just fine!!

TYING HIM UP :: he would often plead nonstop; hips stuttering down into the mattress in an attempt to run away. but his attempts are futile as he agreed to let you tie him up beforehand... before he knew your true intentions. he loves to be tied up!! regardless if you're overstimming him or not. you often hear the rattling of the bed frame hitting against the wall (accustomed by his awfully loud moans) when he tries to break free from his restraints while you're working your magic. although he may want to get away from the intense pleasure you bring him, he cant help the way he leaks a bit out onto your hand, acting as natural lube; his cock practically begging you to go faster... :(

THE FIRST TIME :: the first time you even tried to do it he was so taken aback he cried. big crocodile tears all running down his face, hands grasping at your sides while he gasped and hiccuped for you to stop. "holyfffffuck y/n pleasepleaseplease i c-cant-" he'd say, eyes squeezed shut and head thrown back. he wouldn't have any control over his body or dick... heck he wouldnt be able to feel his body because of all the sensations going through him. his toes would curl and he was desperate to try and get you off of him, his little scrambled brain couldn't tell whether or not he loved or hated the pleasure:/. after you wiggled your hips a little more on him, he couldnt help but cum one more time inside you. "baby please! i-im.. fuck!nononono im cumming ohmygod-" and with that, his back would arch and his mouth would open in the cutest little scream. cuddles and encouraging words were needed after... tell him how good he was for you and that you were sorry if you went too hard... you just couldnt help it!

PUNISHMENT :: when he's done something bad he already knows he's in for it, waiting anxiously for you to find out what hes done. whether it's stealing your panties for the 100th time or your bra to cum on for the 150th time.. whatever it is, he knows you'll figure it out eventually. and when you do... not only do we have overstimulating, we're bringing in ruined orgasms, edging, slapping.. you name it!!! he loves when you edge him the most, only because he knows you'll give into him in the end. with all his begging and whining.. "please pips please.. i'll be so good next time i promise im sorry. i know i've been bad and you have all the right to be mad.. but dont do this to me. please." paired with the puppy dog eyes.. you cant help it. the same scenario would come up when you'd ruin his precious orgasms right after. he'd always forget about what happened last time and get his hopes up that you'd let him cum, but when the time comes and it's there, when his muscles lock up and eyes roll back... you stop. he cums regardless but it is so unpleasant and sad.. his cock twitching into nothing as small white streams come out of it. opening his eyes, he'd look up at you and sob.. thrusting his hips in the air for any type of friction. buuuut when you do end up touching him, the overstimulation makes its appearance. "what is it, love? i thought you wanted this. shut your pretty mouth and take it." you have to raise your voice to say this as his incoherent words are drowning you out, & when you've finally had enough of his babbling and no responses; slapping sounds like a great idea. it always shuts him up. "did you fucking hear me? take. it. no talking."

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ in conclusion :: overstimulate him and you'll get a (cute) mess of a boy. ;)

[canon-gabriel-quotes]

ok now speaking of dreams, i just had one where i took Gabriel shopping and he was wearing that one dress like in the New Blood 10th anniversary art. he really liked nail polish and i just stood there as he tried on all 1628499302 samples available

This is just my (possibly weird? Or is it common idk) head canon that he doesn’t have nails so I’m just imagining that he’s drenched in paint

Help

[pink-lemonadefairy]

[sevenyeargap]

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[lokilysolbitch]

might i recommend Spinning Chair In The Kitchen

maybe nothing too bulky like a big office chair but like one of those mesh backed ones or the plush ones where the back is shaped like a clam or a heart or something. a spinning chair in the kitchen is so useful bc if u have orthostatic intolerance or are just exhausted but need to be upright to cook you can sit in a spinning chair and then just push it around with your legs when you need to move across the room. you can also use it as support when ur walking and its a bit like a rollator. or if you have a cane or two you can push yourself forward almost rowboat or ski style

I've been disabled for almost 29 years. Here's what I've learned.

Tablets sink and capsules float. Separate out your tablets and capsules when you go to take them. Tip your head down when taking capsules and up when taking tablets. Liquigels don't matter, they kinda stay in the middle of whatever liquid is in your mouth.

If your pill tastes bad, coat it with a bit of butter or margarine. I learned this from my mom, who learned it from a pharmacist.

Being in pain every day isn't normal. Average people experience pain during exceptional moments, like when they stub their toe or jam their finger in a door, not when they sit cross-legged.

Make a medical binder. Make multiple medical binders. I have a small one that comes with me to appointments and two big ones that stay at home, one with old stuff and one with more recent stuff.

Find your icons. Some of mine include Daya Betty (drag queen with diabetes), Stef Sanjati (influencer with Waardenburg syndrome and ADHD), and Hank Green (guy with ulcerative colitis who... does a bunch of stuff). They don't have to be disabled in the same way as you. They don't even have to be real people. Put their pictures up somewhere if you want; I've been meaning to decorate my medical binders with pictures of my icons.

Take a bin, box, bag, basket, whatever and fill it with items to cope with. This can be stuff for mentally coping like colouring books or play clay or stuff for physically coping like pain medicine or physio tape.

Decorate your shit! My cane for at home has a plushie backpack clip hanging from the end of the handle and my cane for going places is covered in stickers. All of my medical binders have fun scrapbooking paper on the outside. Sometimes, I put stickers and washi tape on my inhalers and pill bottles. I used my Cricut to decorate my coping bin with quotes from my icons, like "I've seen enough of Ba Sing Se" and "I need you to be angrier with that bell".

If a flare-up is making you unable to eat or keep food down, consider going to the ER. A pharmacist once told me that since my eye flares can make me so nauseous that I cannot eat, then I need to go to the hospital when that happens.

Cola works wonders for nausea. I have mini cans of Diet Pepsi in my coping bin.

Shortbread is one of the only things I can eat when nauseous. Giant Tiger sells individually-wrapped servings of shortbread around Christmas or the British import store sells them year-round. I also keep these in my coping bin.

Unless it violates a pain contract or something, don't be afraid to go behind your doctor's back to get something they are refusing you. I got my cardiologist referral by getting in with a different NP at my primary care clinic than who I usually saw. I switched from Seroquel to Abilify by visiting a walk-in.

If you have a condition affecting your abdomen in some way (GI issues, reproductive problems, y'know) then invest in track pants that are too big. I bought some for my laparoscopy over a year ago and they've been handy for pelvic pain days, too. I've also heard loose pants are good for after colonoscopies.

Do whatever works, even if it's weird. I've sat on the floor of the Eaton Centre to take my pills. I've shoved heating pads down my front waistband to reach my uterus.

High-top Converse are good for weak ankles. I almost exclusively wear them.

You can reuse your pill bottles for stuff. I use my jumbo ones to store makeup sponges and my long skinny ones to hold a travel-size amount of Q-Tips.

Just because your diagnostics come back with nothing, it doesn't mean nothing is wrong. Maybe you were checking the wrong thing, or the diagnostic tool wasn't sensitive enough. I have bradycardia episodes even though multiple cardiac tests caught nothing. I probably have endometriosis even though my gynecologist didn't see anything.

You can bring your comfort item to appointments, and it's generally a green flag when someone talks to you about it. I brought a Squishmallow turkey (named Ulana) to my laparoscopy and they had her wearing my mask when I woke up. I brought a Build-A-Bear cat (named Blinx) to another procedure and a nurse told me that everyone in the hall on the way to the procedure room saw him and were talking about how cute he was. Both of those ended up being positive experiences and every person who talked to me about my plushies was nice to me. If you don't feel comfortable having it visible to your provider during the appointment, you can hide it in your bag and just know it's there, or if you're in a video appointment, you can hold it below frame in your lap.

Get a small bucket, fill it with stuff, and stick it in your bed (if you have room for it). I filled a bucket with Ensure, juice boxes, oatmeal bars, lotion, my rescue inhaler, etc. in October 2023 in anticipation of my laparoscopy and I still have it in my bed as of January 2025.

If your disability impacts your impulse control (e.g. ADHD, bipolar disorder), you should consider setting limits around your spending -- no more than X dollars at a time, nothing online unless it's absolutely necessary, and so on. Or, run these purchases by someone you trust before committing to them; I use my BFF groupchat to help talk sense into myself when I buy stuff.

Feel free to add on what you've learned about disability!

[smellyidiot]

lifehack: you’re 17 its okay its not the end of the world and when you hit 18 it’ll also be okay if you don’t feel like an adult because you aren’t and you aren’t going crazy you’re just filled with grief for not living out your teen years like you wanted to so badly and it’s okay to feel crazy over regret for your stupid past actions but all that matters is you’re always looking to grow and change as a person and that you know that not knowing what to think is bound to happen because you’re learning

[mieltelecheycrema]

confession done that was so easy (covered in sweat and took two days)

[itgetzweird08]

“Damn- already Bakugo? The movie isn’t even over!”

Denki whined, grabbing the remote to pause the comedy that was playing on the tv. It was movie night in the dorms, a way for the class to bond and decompress after classes. Everyone was huddled together, wrapped in blankets and sharing snacks. All accept Bakugo, who scowled at his yellow haired friend.

“It’s my bed time. I’ll see you nerds in the morning.” Denki huffed, crossing his arms as he muttered about Bakugo’s old man behavior. But Kirishima smiled, giving him a short wave and a “sleep well Baku-bro!”. The rest of the class also sent their goodnight wishes as Bakugo headed to his room.

It was only 8:30, which was a bit early even for Bakugo. He usually headed to bed around 9, but tonight was special.

When he got to his room, he locked his door and walked to his mirror, making sure his hair was to his liking and that there was no popcorn in his teeth. When he caught himself fretting over his appearance, he rolled his eyes and scoffed, wiping his sweaty palms on his jogging pants. ‘The fuck am I worried for? It’s just a Skype call’. And while he was right, it was just a call, it was a call with /you/.

You and Bakugo had been dating long distance for the past year and a half.

You met at the I-island convention, where you two got into a friendly competition at one of the challenges. After you managed to beat him at his own game, he recruited Mina to find you on social media. Anyone who could beat him was special..and it didn’t hurt that you were gorgeous to boot. However, his heart sank when he found out that you didn’t live in Japan. Still, he decided to follow and dm you anyways..which you promptly answered. The two of you have been talking non stop ever since.

What was just messaging turned into calling, then FaceTiming, to full on movie nights where you would count down to try and start the movie at the same time. And while it was inconvenient, it was fun. He wouldn’t trade it for the world.

Which is why he was always promptly on time for your calls. You had both been busy that week, so you weren’t able to talk as much as you normally did, which is why you scheduled the call. With the time difference, you would be slowly waking up to get ready for school while he was going to bed. He was able to tell you about his day, while he watched you get ready for yours.

The time difference was a hard challenge to navigate, but you made it work. Talking to eachother was the high light of both of your days. You loved seeing his face and hearing his voice, even if it was virtual and he loved the same. You were both very meticulous in nature as well, making sure that your times were aligned to get the most out of your talks as possible. That way, it always felt like enough.

And while it would be nice to hold him, to see his face in person, to kiss him..this was enough for now.

Bakugo hopped into his bed, plugging up his phone before pressing call and waiting for you to answer. And when you did, he was met with sleepy eyes and a warm smile. He could’ve sworn his heart was doing actual backflips.

“Hi Kats..”

“Morning dumbass”

You smiled at him, your heart fluttering at his teasing. And just by seeing your smile he knew, that until he could get to you, this would be enough for him.

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Ps: im starting to do requests! So if you have an idea for me, go ahead and put it in my asks <3

[synvil]

can’t swim // rafe cameron

a / n : rafe cameron thoughts. btw this was actually an anonymous ask i sent to a writer, i don’t know if she’ll write it but im sure if she does, it’ll turn out amazing. @rafeysbunny i’m 🧋 anon, hehe.

fun fact, i cannot swim.

synopsis : in which, rafe overhears that you can’t swim and during a party out on the docks, some of the kooks push you into the ocean to loosen you up.

warnings : reader can’t swim. kelce being an ass, peer pressure, etc.

“are you serious, [Name]?”

The raised tone of her voice causes you to shush her as you tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear and purse your lips faintly. “Not so loud, sare..” You let out a small breath and frown, leaning back against the headboard of her bed.

Sarah nods in understanding, lowering her tone as she sighs softly and crosses her legs on the bed in front of you. “That’s crazy- i mean, everyone here in Outer Banks are either surfers or decent swimmers.”

“Except me..” You trail off, shutting your eyes as you bring your hands up to your face. “It’s pretty humiliating, you know.. Seeing everyone in their swimsuits and able to swim in the ocean or go surfing, without the fear of drowning.”

“Wow, no wonder you wouldn’t ever go into the pool or go swimming with us during the boat parties on the dock..”

Unbeknownst to you two, Sarah’s door was open and a passing Rafe Cameron was on his way downstairs when he overhears your conversation.

“It’s not like I haven’t tried, but each time, I feel my body sinking and it terrifies me. Plus, y’know, with the whole nearly drowning as a kid trauma and shit.” you force a laugh while Sarah shares a bittersweet smile.

“It’s alright, stay by me tonight and I’ll keep an eye out for you.”

“Thanks, Sarah, I appreciate it.. and you can’t tell anyone either, okay, especially not Rafe.” You warn pleadingly and she chuckles and nods. “wait, why specifically him?”

You feel your cheeks warm at her question as you turn away. “Your brother just seems like the type to make fun of me for it, and besides, it’s just embarrassing to have a guy i think is hot, to know that about me.”

Sarah scrunches her nose and shudders. “I think your crush on my brother is more embarrassing than you being unable to swim.” she teases and you playfully push her away from you as she breaks into a laugh.

Rafe peeks into the room and thinks for a moment as his eyes examine and take in your form. He has already known long ago of your developed crush on him, and to say he has a mutual infatuation with you may be an understatement.

Every time you come over, Rafe finds every excuse to be in the house, sometimes even in the same room, just to get a look at you.

The way you tuck your hair behind your ear when you feel shy, the way your eyes light up when you laugh, everything entices him, intrigues him. You were just so perfect.

Rafe quickly pulls away when he hears movement and leans against the wall beside the doorframe for a moment.

Despite being a little surprised at the newfound information, it brought a little smile to his face. You can’t swim? How cute.

“Come on, we should get ready for Topper’s party tonight.” Sarah says and you sigh softly, but get up anyways with her as she heads over to her closet. “It’ll be fun, come on.”

Rafe lingers for a second longer as he imagines what you’ll be wearing before taking his leave downstairs.

It’s around ten at night when the two of you arrive at the docks, the night sky surrounding the area with only the lights of Topper’s large boat illuminating the place.

“I don’t know, maybe i shouldn’t be here..” You go to turn around but Sarah stops you, pulling you to her side. “Come on, it’ll be okay, i promise. Besides, you look super cute, so flaunt it, okay?” She winks and you huff a breath before following after her.

The closer you get, the louder the partygoers become and the music blasting is enough to stimulate the senses.

Once you get on board, Sarah is engulfed by her friends, while you remain on the sideline with a weak smile and awkwardly hugging your arms. Despite being a kook, you weren’t among the popular ones but that wasn’t enough to get you on their bad side at least.

You rub your arms, the thin fabric of your cardigan doing nothing but add to Sarah’s fashion sense of your outfit tonight. In her baby blue, cropped cardigan, a matching spaghetti strapped solid colored tank and dark washed, high waisted denim shorts.

You help yourself to the bar, grabbing a red solo cup and letting the bartender fill the plastic cup with some beer before bringing it to your lips, hoping it would do some good to alleviate some anxiety, while you keep an eye on Sarah from nearby, who’s talking with her friends.

The scene brings a smile to your lips when you recall her saying she would keep an eye on you earlier in the day but you were happy to see her enjoy herself.

However, you didn’t get to enjoy much time alone as Topper and his friends make his way over to you.

“Hey, [Name]. All alone again?” Kelce smirks and you merely offer a small smile in return. “Not much of a party kinda girl.. but it’s nice.” you mention the last part to Topper who dismisses you, understanding you meant no offense.

“Where’s Sarah?” Topper asks, looking around the area and you gesture over a little ways nearby.

“She’s talking with some friends.” You reply, tapping my fingers against my cup as you shift your footing, feeling the anxiety come back, causing you to take another sip of your drink.

You let your eyes wander around the group, briefly catching Rafe’s, who let his eyes trail up and down your form for a moment, taking in your appearance. The way the baby blue color popped against your skin, the way your hair was styled for tonight’s party. Even the way you shyly held your cup to your chest, fingers still tapping against the sides.

Feeling your cheeks warm from Rafe’s intense gaze, you turn away and look back to Kelce.

Kelce and some of the other guys step closer and you give a small smile to them. “Is there something I can help you with?”

“Come on, [Name]. We notice you always come to these parties but you don’t do anything,” Kelce mentions and you force a chuckle. “I’m an observer.” but some of the other guys don’t take that answer. “All we’re saying is, you should loosen up a little. Come on, some of the girls are taking dives off the tail, you should join.”

Your eyes widen slightly and you wave off the idea. “No, i think im good tonight, im actually pretty tired..” You say and Kelce scoffs lightly as his hand goes down to grab your wrist. “Don’t be a buzzkill, [Name], the water will wake you right up.”

“Kelce, i’m not really in the mood to-“ Rafe places a hand on Kelce’s shoulder, stopping him. “Let go, dude, let’s just leave her alone.” But Kelce doesn’t listen as he drags you along to where the other girls are, and the commotion causes all the partygoers to look over, Sarah looking your way.

Your eyes meet Rafe’s and he notices a look of fear and anxiety in them as Kelce brings you over and you try to pull away, the other guys surrounding you all, cheering Kelce and You.

“Yeah!”

“Come on, loosen up, girly.”

“Kelce, I really don’t—“ Despite your futile attempts, Kelce just takes the cup from your hands while Sarah pushes her way through the crowd. “Hey, Kelce, leave her alone!”

Rafe purses his lips and pulls Kelce away. “Hey, seriously, that’s enough.” He warns, pushing Kelce back, who just furrows his brows and scoffs. “What the hell? Why are you getting in the way, man?”

Sarah manages to get to your side, standing over you protectively. But the other girls now get in the way.

“Come on, Sarah, let [Name] do it.”

“it’s not scary.”

You shake your head again, as the girls pull Sarah away, leaving you alone with the kook surrounding you.

Rafe is pushing Kelce away, who’s confused and pushing Rafe back in retaliation. Meanwhile this leaves the other Kooks to act freely and the guys seem to share the same idea and go over to your body.

“Hey, hold on—“

But it’s too late, as the guys pick you up with ease and toss you overboard, a wave of laughter and cheers erupting from them.

“[Name]!” Sarah shouts from the girls hold and Rafe widens his eyes as he whirls around at the sound of your scream and a splash from the impact.

“Shit-“ Rafe curses as he roughly shoves Kelce into Topper as he rips off his shirt before taking a leap off the deck and into the water with you.

You flail, panic surging into you as you begin to hyperventilate. “S-Sa-Sarah—!”

“What the hell?!” Kelce scoffs with furrowed brows while Sarah feels tears brimming her eyes. “[Name] can’t swim!” she cries out as she rips away from the girls and shoves two of the guys out of her way before leaning over the railing. “[Name]!”

Topper’s, Kelce’s and the other kooks’ eyes widen in shock at the revelation. “What?”

They all rush over the rail to peer into the ocean as Rafe is diving under to find you.

Rafe manages to find your sinking body, grabbing you by the waist and pulling you up to the surface, your body already unconscious due to the lack of air and your panic flailing.

“[Name], [Name], are you okay?” He gasps as he reaches the surface and uses a hand to caress your cheek while the other props you up under your back. “No, no, come on, [Name], wake up.”

Sarah rushes around down the boat and on the boardwalk and leans down. “Rafe, Rafe! Come on, bring her over here!”

Rafe clenches his jaw when you still don’t respond and swims his way over towards Sarah as quickly as he can, panting before lifting your body up, Sarah doing her best to help you onto the wooden docks, laying you flat on your back.

“[Name], please! please wake up!” Sarah cries as she jostles you, Rafe climbing onto the dock next to her and looking down at you. She begins doing chest compressions, tears streaming down her cheeks faster. By this time, everyone on the boat is out on the boardwalk surrounding you body on the ground.

Rafe stands up straight, his clothes soaking and dripping but he doesn’t pay it any mind as he tries to catch his breath, staring down at his sister trying to wake you.

He contemplated for just a minuscule of a second, about beating the shit out of Kelce, but he prioritized your wellbeing first.

“Rafe- she’s not waking up.”

Sarah inhales sharply, trying not to think the worst and her older brother kneels down, pinching your nose closed before bringing his lips down to yours.

The kooks are whispering amongst each other, surprised by Rafe’s sudden leadership actions.

Rafe pulls away, continuing Sarah’s chest compressions before going back to pressing his lips against yours, providing CPR.

Please, not like this. wake up, wake up for me, [Name].

Suddenly a choked noise erupts from your lips as you turn to your side and spew out bits of water. Your throat becomes sore as you cough roughly.

Sarah immediately breaks into a smile, a gasp of relief coming from her and Rafe pulls back, a sigh coming from him. “H-Hey, take it easy, you’re alright..”

You look around, feeling dizzy and nauseous as you spit up the last of the water you nearly drowned in, as Sarah pulls you to her chest, engulfing you in a tight hug. “[Name], i’m so glad you’re okay!”

Meanwhile, Rafe stands upright, looking up at the sky, trying to relax his rapidly beating heart, as he takes slow steps to turn around.

“H-Hey, look, I didn’t know-“

Kelce, already knowing what was coming, raises his hands in defense as he backs up.

However, Rafe doesn’t hesitate his fist swinging into Kelce’s cheek, succeeding in knocking him down. “You son of a bitch!”

Rafe clenches his jaw tight as he looks to the other kooks. “Party is fucking over, get the fuck away!”

Topper tries to talk some sense into Rafe but Rafe shoves him. “You hear me? I said get away! go fucking home, now!”

Everyone is stunned into silence as they share looks, before quickly scrambling away and off the dock, not wanting to argue with the Kook King.

Sarah sniffles as she pulls away and looks up at Rafe, who kneels down and tucks an arm under your legs and the other under your back, before lifting you up carefully, bridal style.

“R-Rafe?…” Your hoarse voice calls out, hands pressed to his firm chest but Rafe hushes you. “Shh.. it’s alright, just get some rest.. you’ll be fine.”

Sarah watches her brother carry you towards his truck, wiping her tears as she follows after them, exhaling gently.

Tears brim your eyes as your chest swells with warmth, despite your freezing body.

You stare up at Rafe weakly, feeling your chest grow weak as your eyes flutter close and you press your head into his chest more. “Thank you.. Rafe.. You saved me..”

Rafe’s hold on you tightens, securing you in his arms.

“..I’m so glad you’re okay… i’m so sorry..”

a/n: welp, this could’ve been sooo much better but i rushed this at work hehe. outerbanks is playing on the tv at work so i thought id get a little smth out :3 this is sooo bad though 😭

not proofread or edited. i’ll go back and edit some other time.

synvil™️.

[biolumien]

Tired and sleepy reader who gets affectionate 10x more than usual with soushiro...... fluff

notes: short and cute... soft and sweet... im very sleepy all the time. this speaks to me. obligatory soundtrack for this lil' thing is this album.

nights like these

soshiro hoshina x gn!reader no warnings apply, they're just cute. word count: 808

“it’s 3 AM,” hoshina whispers, leaning close to your face. “you know that, right?” 

it’s been an ever-increasing habit of yours to call hoshina over right before you went to bed—you’d frequently call him over in the middle of the night, to increasingly later and later hours–and yet he’d show up each time, without fail. you’d texted him in the middle of the night, holding your phone close to your face, rubbing at your eye as you blearily texted for him to come over.

“mm,” you whine sleepily, reaching out to touch his face, letting your thumbs brush across his cheeks.. “hoshinaa.”

“yes?” hoshina’s voice was soft as he rested his hands on the bed, letting himself lean into your touches. as your thumbs brushed across the corners of his lips, you could feel the way his smile quirked upwards into your touch. one of his fangs poked out a little bit, teasingly biting the pad of your thumb. you whine, ever so softly, and he laughs fondly, pressing his face closer to yours. “what is it?” “stay,” you mumble. “don’t want you to go. stay here.”

“mm.” hoshina’s hands reached up to wrap around your wrists, his thumb brushing the back of your hands. “greedy. i still have things to do, you know.”

“no you don’t,” you protest, brushing your face against his. you can feel the way he shivers against your skin,  “‘m asking you to sleep with me, soshiro, what could be more important?”

“mm…” hoshina’s voice turns into a low drawl–you can feel the way his voice vibrates in his chest. “just don’t wanna get caught. the rest of the third division’s never gonna let this go if they find me…” though as he says this, he’s gently pushing at you ever so slightly, nudging you deeper into your bed, trying to make room for him. “c’mon, darling dearest. move a little bit for me.”

you shift backwards a little, yawning a bit as hoshina takes off his jacket, throwing it somewhere on the floor behind him as he pulls up your covers, slotting himself neatly beside you. you yawn again, pressing your face into his collarbone as soon as he’s settled. for how lithe he is, his chest is hard, too–firm and tensed with muscle. you can feel the way his heart beats, slow and steady. 

he hums, wrapping one of his arms around you, pulling you closer.

“you’re so needy, y’know?” hoshina teases, running a hand through your hair. “what am i gonna do with you?”

“mmh,” you kiss his neck, and his skin is warm. he smells faintly of something sweet and clean, and he chuckles.

“hey, i’m talkin’ to you…” he yawns a bit, his body tensing a little bit as he entangles his legs with yours, leaning forward to bury his face in the nape of your neck. “mm…”

“how was work today?” you ask, gently touching at the nape of his neck. he feels warm, a tactile weight beneath your hands, and you can’t help but feel the desperate desire to swallow him fully, fully entangling yourself in him–till you wouldn’t be able to tell where you start and where he ends. 

“mm. fine. boring,” hoshina says. “filin’ paperwork keeps me up all night. needed t’write up a report. i’d much rather be out there fightin’.” he presses a kiss to your neck as well, almost biting down against your skin. you shudder, entangling your hands in his hair. “how about you?”

“boring,” you respond. you tilt hoshina’s head up slightly, blinking up at him. his scarlet eyes were ever-so-slightly narrowed with sleep, his expression intense even though his body belied his weariness, how exhausted he really was. but his face is so fond–a fondness that makes your throat squeeze, almost. you lean up to slot your lips together, and he hums ever so slightly, moving his lips against yours sleepily.

“this is the highlight of my day,” you murmur against his lips, and he chuckles.

“sap,” he teases. 

“mm. shut it, you. you’re the one in my bed right now,” you mumble, pressing closer to him.

“only after you asked,” hoshina says, but his hand around you is firm, protective–possibly even a little possessive as it moves to the small of your back. 

“negotiation’s one of my best traits,” you tease.

“it is,” hoshina says, ever so fondly. his hand reaches up to brush your hair from your face. “n’you’re lucky i love you, and you’re cute when you ask.”

you hum, leaning into his touch, kissing his palm. 

“i’m sleepy,” you complain, a pout coming across your lips.

“then sleep,” hoshina says, kissing you again on the lips. “i’ll be here.”

“mhm,” you mumble, letting your eyes fall shut as you tuck yourself against hoshina, feeling the warm embrace of sleep take you into its arms.

[karinamariee]

celibate

pairing: drew starkey x fiancé!fem!reader

summary: you’re as innocent as it gets, promising celibacy. but when your boyfriend drew comes into your life, you can’t help but yearn for him.

warnings: smut w plot, mdni!!

authors note: this is my 100 follower special, plus it is such a hot idea, i love it

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drew first was admired by you when you stepped in one of his acting classes, taking him by surprise. it wasn’t your face (though it was beautiful) or your body (which made him instantly hard), it was the fact that you walked into the acting classes, dressed in all pink, and you walked into there with such kindness and respect that drew immediately needed you.

it took drew months to get you to go on one date with him, it was actually fucking with his pride, but he didn’t give up. eventually, you ended up going on a romantic date with him where he brought flowers and your favorite (though you never told him, he just assumed) chocolates. how could you say no to that?

but oh, when drew kissed you for the first time, he knew he wanted forever with you. he knew he wanted to get married, to have children, to grow old together. he wanted every single flaw, insecurity, fear and pain, and he would take that and throw it all into his heart.

he had just wanted all of you.

so he asked you any question under the sun like: “what’s your favorite color?” in which you answered pink. “who’s your favorite music artist?” in which you said gracie abrams. “what’s your favorite thing about yourself?” eyes. “why do you wear pink all the time.” i love wearing pink. all those questions were answered, and he immediately knew, you knew how to not be shy, being as open as your are.

by the time three months hit, he got down on both his knees, arms wrapped around your torso, cheek on your belly, your hands in his hair, and telling you how much he loved you. your response had been what he needed: you loved him too.

by ten months, you had been able to sit in silence, enjoying each others company.

by one year and a half, you two both officially moved in with each other, finally planning your life together.

by two years and three months, he proposed to you in which your answer was yes.

everything seemed perfect, but one thing kept on flashing in drew’s mind, and oh did he feel so dirty. he always wonder what it would be like to see you naked, bent over the kitchen counter, fucking you from behind as you moaned his name. so when he did think of those thoughts, he would shake his head.

“are you a virgin, y/n?” drew got the courage to ask one night.

you turned to him, closing your clothes drawer, and you walked to him, standing on your side of the bed.

“oh,” you said, “i guess i never told you this. im celibate, which means—“

drew quickly crawled over to your side, grabbing your waist, resting his head on your belly. “i know what it means, babe. it was just a question.”

but it got harder and harder for him, having seeing you in those mini skirts and dresses, seeing you in heels, seeing you change, seeing you do anything turned him on so much he had to jerk himself off in the bathroom.

but little did he know, it was hard for you too.

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“please,” you whispered, “make sure to go slow. i’ve never done this before.”

drew snorted. “don’t worry, baby. you’re gonna have the best time with this.”

you nodded as drew took his cock out of his underwear, throwing them to the side. you looked down and audibly gasped.

“it’ll fit,” said drew, “trust me.”

he slide himself inside of you very slowly. going inch by inch, listening to when you told him to go. eventually he started thrusting slowly in and out of you. you got into the rhythm of it, moaning when he was at a perfect pace.

“fuck, baby. you feel so good around my cock.”

you moaned loudly at that, pulling him closer by his buttocks. you couldn’t get rid of this feeling he was giving you. he was so good at this, so good that he threw his head back, going faster, but not that much.

“faster,” you demanded.

“fuck.”

he quickened the pace, hitting that spot that made your toes curl, your head throwing back into the pillows. you had never felt a feeling like this before.

“drew…”

“fuck i’m close.” drew said.

you moaned loudly, scratching on his back as he quickened the pace, on a mission. he repeated himself over and over again and you started whining, tears falling down your cheeks.

you came all over his cock, toes curling, never feeling like this.

“i guess you’re not celibate anymore,” said drew later that night.

you laughed, turning to him. “i love you.”

“i love you too.”

[wholoveseggs]

Kinktober - {Day Seven} {<- kinktober masterlist}

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{Kol Mikaelson x Klaus Mikaelson x Elijah Mikaelson x F!Reader} Request {Anon}: hiii omg im so ready for ur kinktober!! i wanted to request a poly mikaelson fic w overstim n maybe praise n daddy kink. maybe like theyre all hunting or something and come across r who is a princess away from the castle and is like she’ll do anything to stay alive or something n then maybe gets fucked by the mikaelsons 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️ sort of like how lucien was found, but not? hahahaha

~ Hiii sweet anon, unfortunately I totally forgot about the princess aspect of your request... but you are certainly their princess in spirit??? I hope you like it! ~

1.5k words - Kinks: praise kink, overstim, daddy kink, foursome...

To be theirs, was to be loved, and you knew that well enough. You'd been with them for centuries, and though at times, they'd be the death of you, they'd be your saviors just as often.

Tonight, you needed them, your body humming with a desire that you weren't sure you'd be able to satisfy on your own. So, you called out to all three of them, wondering who would arrive first, knowing full well, that they would all come running.

The first to arrive was Elijah, and you didn't bother to get up from the bed when he did. He smiled, taking in the sight of your naked, quivering form, and his clothes were off before you'd even managed to greet him. You let out a small gasp as his skin met yours, his hands roaming every inch of your body, his lips soon following.

Kol was the next, already undressed before he entered the room and you giggled a little at his eagerness. He didn't hesitate to climb onto the bed and kiss you, his tongue invading your mouth as Elijah kissed down your chest and stomach, his hands running along your thighs.

Klaus was the last to join, visibly annoyed that everyone got started without him. You looked over to him, batting your eyelashes innocently, and he softened, stripping his clothes and climbing into bed, his hand tangling in your hair as he pressed a kiss to your cheek.

You'd been with them long enough that you didn't have to say anything, and they each knew exactly what you wanted, what you needed. Their touches were gentle, and their mouths left goosebumps wherever they traveled.

Since Elijah was first to arrive, he was first to be inside of you, and he took his time, his cock pressing slowly into you until you were filled to the brim. Kol's mouth was on your breasts, his fingers rolling your nipple between them, while Klaus kissed along your neck and jaw.

"Such a good girl," Klaus cooed in your ear, positioning his cock near your lips.

You moaned softly, opening your mouth and letting him slide inside. It was hard not to smile around his length, his taste familiar and comforting. Elijah's pace had already quickened, his breath shaky, as his thrusts pushed you further onto Klaus.

"So gorgeous," Kol mumbled against your chest, "Our beautiful girl."

Your moans were muffled by Klaus's cock, and you could tell by the way his hand clenched around the base of your neck that he was enjoying it.

Kol reached down between you, his thumb rubbing circles on your clit, and you pulled away from Klaus and moaned, his cock twitching at the sudden absence of your mouth.

"Please," You whimpered, looking up at Elijah.

He shook his head and smiled, keeping a steady pace, not quite giving you the satisfaction that you sought. You let out a frustrated moan, and he chuckled.

"Try again," he whispered.

You pouted, your cheeks becoming warm, you knew the magic word that would have him doing anything you wanted.

"Please, daddy," you said breathlessly, and the effect was immediate, his hips stuttering, his eyes falling shut, and his grip tightening on your thighs.

"Oh, fuck," Kol murmured, "I think she broke him."

You giggled, looking up at Elijah and raising your eyebrows, knowing exactly what the effect that one word had on him. His eyes opened, and he looked down at you, smiling softly before his expression changed, his eyes darkening.

His hips moved faster, his thrusts rougher, and the pressure that was building inside of you grew, a tingling sensation running through you. Kol's thumb still teased your clit, and you could barely catch your breath between the moans that escaped you.

Klaus's cock was back in your mouth, his hips thrusting in a rhythm that matched Elijah's. The three of them had worked out a system, a perfect dance, and you couldn't help but feel so overwhelmed by the pleasure they brought you.

They could tell you were overwhelmed, your legs shaking and your eyes welling with tears, and they slowed down, their touches lighter, their voices soft.

"Are you okay, sweetheart?" Klaus asked, and you nodded.

"Too much," you mumbled.

"Nooo," they all said at once, and you laughed.

"You can do it, baby, I know you can." Kol insisted, and the others nodded in agreement.

Elijah's hips began to move again, this time at a slower pace, and his fingers tangled in your hair, gently guiding your mouth back to Klaus's cock.

"There we go, such a good girl." Klaus praised, and you whined, his words pushing you closer to the edge.

You looked up at him, your eyes wide and teary, and he smiled softly. His hands cupped your face, wiping away the tears that spilled over.

"So fucking beautiful," He mumbled, "And all ours."

"Ours," Elijah and Kol agreed, and the way their voices seemed to surround you was intoxicating.

Elijah groaned, his pace faltering slightly before he buried himself inside of you, and you moaned, the sensation of his release bringing you closer to yours.

You loved watching them come undone, the way their expressions changed and the sounds that they made, the way their hands reached for you, pulling you closer. It was all so beautiful, and you wished you could freeze time, and live in this moment forever.

You watched as Elijah pulled away, sitting back on his heels, his eyes taking in the sight of you. You didn't have much time to admire him before Kol took his place, pulling you like a ragdoll into his lap. You gasped at the feeling of his length easing into you. His hands gripped your hips tightly, and you moaned, burying your face in his shoulder.

"Our sweet little love," Kol hummed, and you couldn't stop the whimper that left you, "Such a good girl."

The feeling of him inside you, combined with his words, pushed you over the edge, and he grinned. Your body shaking in his arms as you cried out his name.

"So good, sweetheart," Kol groaned, his hand caressing your back, "Just one more, yeah? Can you do that for me, darling?"

You nodded, letting out a shaky breath, and he smiled, pulling you closer.

"Use your words, we can't have you passing out on us," Elijah said, and you giggled, they had accidentally done that to you in the past by pushing you too far, and they didn't want that happening again.

"I'll be okay, daddy," You said, looking over at him and giving him a smile, "I want more."

Kol laid back on the bed, his hands still holding your hips as he thrust upwards into you. You let out a groan, the knot in your stomach growing, and your moans became louder and more frequent.

"That's our girl," Kol cooed, his eyes watching the expressions of pleasure cross your face.

"So pretty," Klaus added, he stood on the bed beside you, his cock back in your mouth.

It was becoming too much, and you could feel tears welling in your eyes. You looked up at Klaus, blinking back the tears and trying to convey what you wanted, and he smiled down at you.

"Let go, darling," He said, his thumb caressing your cheek, "We're right here."

The moment you were given permission, you felt yourself fall apart, the knot snapping, your legs shaking as Kol continued to fuck you, pushing you further into oblivion. Elijah's hand ran gently over your back, whispering soft praises, and the feeling of his lips on your skin was grounding.

Klaus's cock twitched in your mouth, and you looked up at him, smiling innocently as you watched him come undone. You swallowed down his release, enjoying the way his head fell back, his hands clenching in your hair.

"Fucking gorgeous," Klaus breathed, letting go of you and laying down on the bed, breathing heavily.

Kol was next, and you could feel him throbbing inside of you, his thrusts sloppy, his grunts turning to moans.

"Fuckkkk," he groaned, his cum spilling inside of you.

Your body was limp, and if it weren't for Elijah, who was behind you, his arms wrapped around your waist, you'd have fallen forward onto Kol.

"We've got you, my love," Elijah whispered, kissing your neck, "Are you alright?"

"Mmhmm," you managed, your eyelids growing heavy.

Elijah lifted you off of Kol, pulling you on top of him, you rested your head on his chest, listening to the sound of his heartbeat, your body still trembling. He wrapped his arms around you, kissing the top of your head.

Klaus and Kol moved in, one on either side, each of them placing a hand on your back, a reassuring weight.

"Did you get what you needed, darling?" Klaus asked, and you hummed a quiet affirmation.

Sleep soon came, and the four of you laid together, the silence broken only by the sound of soft snores. To be shared by the three of them was bliss, and there was nothing more satisfying than to be theirs, and for them to be yours.

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[f1lovr]

LITTLE SURPRISES - LN4

pairing: lando norris x fem!college reader

summary: you're finishing up your senior year in college and so you can't attend many races with lando, but despite the long distance you guys still managed, but when you need him most during the stressful finals week of your first semester you might just be able to gain that wish.

warnings: none i dont think?

you sigh as you lean back in your chair, currently trying to get homework done in the local coffee shop instead of your room in hopes that stuff would actually get done, and so far it seemed to be working except you were slowly getting more and more exhausted.

little did you know as you sipped your coffee, your roommate was currently helping lando surprise you, her being the one to let him know you were out of your room for right now and helping him get in the building when he arrived, he had ended up flying from abu dhabi after the post season testing to come surprise you since he had some free time now and he figured you'd appreciate it with how stressed he knew you had been.

you look towards your phone as you see it chime with a notification picking it up when you notice it was lando.

lan :): hey angel, how's homework going, coffee helping?

you giggle at his attempt to lighten your mood slightly. you text him back that it was going well ish, getting some assignments done but ultimately still draining, getting an encouraging message from him in return you sigh with a small smile while turning back to your assignment texting him you loved him and that you'd call him later.

lando and your roommate both knew that despite wanting to hurry up this surprise and just get you back to the room you needed to finish your homework and you'd come back on your own eventually, so while they both waited lando waited in your room chilling on your bed as your roommate did her own homework.

after a couple more relentless hours you finish another assignment before deciding to call it a day for now, planning on working some more later but ultimately needing a brain break, maybe even a nap, right now. you pick up your phone answering some messages on it while finishing the coffee you were sipping on before packing up and heading out of the coffee shop.

you click on landos contact facetiming him as you walk back to your dorm. you giggle when he picks up, noticing him snuggled in a bed, "hi lan."

lan smiles when he sees your face on the screen, missing you despite being able to see you as soon as you ultimately walk through the door of your room, "hi angel, you give up on your homework?"

you nod your head with a sigh, "yeah i just left the coffee shop, i got another assignment done but i think i need a little break, maybe a nap, before i attempt anything else." you talk to lando as he just watches you, taking in your face as you speak and smiling at you. "what?" you ask as you notice him smiling at you.

"nothing, baby, can a man not just look at his girlfriend?" he says while laughing which ultimately makes you laugh.

"where even are you lan, it looks lighter outside for almost 1 AM." you ask as you notice a little bit of sun on his side of the phone confused considering he was supposed to be in abu dhabi.

lando freezes a bit not wanting to ruin the surprise while he tries to come up with an excuse to the sunlight coming in through your curtains without telling you he was in your room, "oh im still in abu dhabi, it's just the light in the hotel room, i've got it on so you can see me."

"ah, i see, you wanted me to see your pretty face rather than just be in darkness," you say back to him while you giggle, reaching your dorm building and scanning your key card to get in.

"did you just get back to your dorm?" lando asked you suddenly, noticing the lighting change from when you walked in, you nodding your head at his question, but then bringing upon a confused expression to your face as he quickly says he has to go before saying a quick 'i love you' and hanging up.

you stood in front of your door with a confused expression at lando's sudden exit from your facetime, barely having gotten to talk with him, sending him a quick text to ask if he was okay before opening your door to your dorm room to find your roommate doing homework on the couch.

"oh my gosh, i don't even wanna look at it," you say dramatically as you turn away from her laptop screen making her laugh at your dramatics, lando smiling when he hears your voice from your living room as he stayed silent in your bedroom.

"it's not even your homework Y/N," she says while laughing at your reaction.

"yes, but it's homework none the less," you grumble as you put your bag down at your table, finding yourself a quick snack.

"hey, also there was a package for you that came in, i put it in your room for you, figured it was probably from lando," your roommate told you as you looked at her with a confused.

"that's weird, i didn't order anything, and lando didn't say he was sending anything," you tell her back, your roommate only shrugging her shoulders in response, secretly opening a video on her phone to record your reaction to your "package" in your room when you turned your back to her to head to your room.

as you open your room door lando is standing there with a smile, but you don't register it was him fully, only registering a person making you scream in fear before slamming your door closed again.

your roommate busts out in laughter as she records the reaction, lando opening your door in laughter from the door being slammed on his face, it was when he opened your door that you noticed who was in your room causing you to freeze in your spot.

"lan?" you whisper in shock as you watch the boy smiling in front of you.

"hi angel," he says with a grunt as you throw yourself on him, wrapping your arms around him, pulling into the tightest hug known to man as tears prick at your eyes in being able to have him here with you.

"what are you doing here," you mumble as lando pulls back to wipe away the tears at your eyes, your roommate having stopped recording at this point, leaving you both alone and letting you both just enjoy the moment.

"figured i'd come visit since post season testing is over, figured you'd need me right about now," he said softly as he ran his thumb over your cheek.

"i can't believe this," you mumble as your head tucks itself into his neck, lando placing small kisses on your head as he holds you, "this is just what i needed actually," you mumble to him as his hand soothingly runs up and down your back.

lando holds you tightly to him as you mumble to him, the two of you eventually moving to your bed, you getting your long awaited nap but with the boy you love most by your side.

finals week might not be that bad after all.