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Hello hello!
If itâs not too much to ask, may I please request some fluff/comfort reactions with Thomas, RZ Michael, bubba and whoever else you wanna add?
It would be about the reader going Into their room and ask the boys if they can spend the night with them because they experience real bad panic attacks at night. It sometimes get so bad that the reader fears that they will lose oxygen as they panic. (As someone who experience those regularly, itâs terrifying, so having our favourite big boyâs comfort would be great)
Thatâs pretty much it! :) hope this is okayâ€ïž thank you so much if you do get to this request, I love your writing so much!
As someone who also had panic attacks in High School I can see some of the boys spending the night with Reader.
Sorry this took so long to write this, I tried to figure out what write. I juggle alot in my head example I'm currently working on a rough draft of my future Webcomic
Enjoy this
Slashers Spending the night with You
Summary: You ask your boyfriend to send the night so they don't go through a really bad panic attack during the night.
Characters: Michael Myers (OG, RZ, and Peepaw), Jason Voorhees, Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Saywer, Brahms Heelshire, and The Sinclairs Brothers
CW: Cuteness from the boys
Michael Myers RZ
When you ask him if he can stay home for the night, he gave you one his head tilts
He would usually go out and you stay home, but trying to sleep is hard
You tell him you get really bad Panic attacks at night, which have you scared of not be able to breathe
Alright I'll stay for the night
He seeing people having Panic attacks at Smith's Grove, especially one passing out from a attack
Wrapped in blanket and something warm to drink
A old monster movie playing on the TV as he puts his arm around your waist
Thomas Hewitt
Automatic Mama bear mode when you tell him you get really bad Panic attacks at night and have a fear of losing Oxygen as they panic
You can hold on to him like a teddy bear
Back rubs
You'll be falling asleep with him holding you close
Vincent Sinclair
Like Thomas, Mama Bear mode active
Warm blankets wrapped around the both of you in his bedroom
Candles lit to make it comfortable for you
Bo better not cause you to have an Attack
Brahms Heelshire
Before he showed himself has seen you have attacks at night (Brahms being Brahms) holding on to the doll
He eventually showed himself when you have a really bad episode
One extremely confused about a guy just came into your room, and Two who is he? Is it Brahms? You where told he died a long time ago
"Brahms?" You asked, he nodding as his reply
"Could you stay with me tonight? I need some comfort." You ask. "Yes." He replied in his child voice
He's holding on till the sun comes up
Michael Myers OG
Much like RZ Michael, your going to get one of his famous head tilts
Michael would just leave you home and when he gets back your still awake waiting for him
So that's why you stay up waiting for me, when you explain him about your Panic attacks at night
Guess he'll wait another night to hunt
He has became your weighted plushie in bed
He fell asleep afterwards
Bo Sinclair
Don't we sleep in the Same bed darlin?
He was going to check the gas station for a bit
"Is that why you have trouble sleeping?"
How about this, you can wear one of my shirts, I'll go down to the station and we can do anything you want
He comesback and your making popcorn while wearing his grey tee on
Watching a Documentary on the TV on Penguins
You fell asleep after that and he carry you to bed
Bubba Saywer
Relatable
Blanket Fort in the bedroom with some snacks
Watching a rerun on the TV in the bedroom
I recently watched the original Texas Chainsaw Massacre on the anniversary day
Lester Sinclair
"Oh my they get that bad?" He said when you told him about your really bad night Panic attacks
He normally doesn't go out at night but sometimes his brother ask him to come to the gas station to help out it
But tonight he can say in and listen to the radio
Snacking on jerky till you fell asleep
Jason Voorhees
Oh you poor bean
Much like Thomas and Vincent, Mama Bear Mode active
Warm blankets and warm drinks while having a Fire lit in the cabin
Eventually falling asleep next to the fire
Peepaw Michael Myers
Old man Head tilt
"Please stay in tonight Michael, I dont want to be alone tonight." You said to him
Putting on a old cheese romance movie to ease your nerves
He gags at some of the parts which makes you giggle
His turn, an old monster movie The Fly from 1958
He rubs your back while started to fall asleep
He carried you to the shared bedroom to sleep cause he started to get sleeply too
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HelloâŠI didnât expect to make this request, but I didnât know who else to turn to, and youâre the most active writer Iâve followed for so long that is still around. (And Iâm happy for that, sincerely)
Well, before I request something, let me explain why. IâŠIâm saying goodbye. (Not that way, donât worry) Iâm saying goodbyeâŠto the fandomâŠspecifically, to reading Natasha x reader fics. I tried for a while to hope for fics where Reader was more of the knight in shining armor, masc presenting woman, or the top in the relationship, butâŠwell, that didnât happen much. And Iâm not bashing on anyone for writing reader as more of the opposite. Not at all, everyone is entitled to write how they want to writeâŠ.but I canât just keep coming here and continue to see it be the same troupe. And no matter how much I request for one (and when requests are asked and open) it never happens, and instead itâs something else I didnât request. SoâŠI think itâs best for me to bid farewell. I cant force writers to write what I want, thatâs not how it works. Itâs a dick move
Hereâs what I want to askâŠfor my final Natasha x reader fic request:
Reader is a soldier for the United States Air Force. Natasha has been busy as an Avenger. Reader, on leave, tried to spend time with Natasha but was always met with rain checks. On top of that, Natasha has always treated reader as the frail, need to protect, girlfriend, and reader always made it clear she wasnât much for the pillow process type.
Anyways, reader decides to re-enlist for another deployment and begin a new life, maybe somewhere in Germany I donât know. But, as sheâs packing to leave is when Natasha FINALLY decides to give her the time of dayâŠ.but itâs too late.
Reader sits Natasha down and says along the lines this, âIâm not the person you wantâŠand weâve just become different people and are pursuing different thingsâŠ.â Sheâd go on about how as much as she loves Natasha, she canât be the partner she expects of her. Sheâs tired of being made out to be this woman thatâs made to be the trophy wife or something like that. That she should find someone who can connect and click with her. Be her true soulmate.
Natasha is heartbroken and wants to fix things. Not expecting this at all. Pleading for a second chance but reader stands her ground. No tears shed, but sheâs not cold to her either. Reader leaves, Natasha follows her all the way to the airport, tries one last time but reader doesnât give inâŠ.she bids the redhead farewellâŠand thanks her for the memories that were amazing. She wishes nothing but happiness for her and a happy life.
âŠthatâs it. Write it, toss it away, itâs fine. Iâm just going to leave this here, do with it what you want.
Thanks for the fics you made, specifically the ones where you portrayed reader as the knight in shining armor.
Signing off.
A Final Goodbye
Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Masc! Reader
Summary:Â You take a step back and do what is best for you, and Natasha.Â
Angst, Comfort
Warnings: None, if I missed any, please let me know | 1.1K
AC:Â Thank you for sending this in, I am sorry to hear that youâre leave and I do hope that youâre still around to read this. I do apologise for it taking me a while to get it out, I also just want to say that I do not consider myself a masc lesbian so I do apologise in advance if anything in this is not giving that representation. Rest assured, this is Reader being the lead in this. I hope you enjoy x
You took a deep breath as you zipped up the last duffel bag, feeling the weight of your decision settle across your shoulders. Your small apartment almost empty, leaving most of your belongings in storage. Carefully, you placed the duffle bag with the others before taking a moment to gather your thoughts.Â
It had been playing on your mind for a while now, keeping you up at night while you tossed and turned endlessly, wishing things were different but too much had changed over time. You tried to spend time with her, but you only met with rain checks or last-minute cancellations. You missed her but you couldnât stop thinking about the drift between you two.Â
Natasha Romanoff, the Black Widow, the woman you fell for. At first, things were great, you both were on the same page and were very much in the âhoneymoonâ phase almost every day but like all couples, there were things that you would argue about and there were plenty of things that made you both frustrated. One thing you couldnât understand was why Nat would consistently treat you like a frail and need to be protected girlfriend. As much as you loved that she cared for you, you hated being treated like a pillow princess. It wasnât you.Â
You didnât need saving; you didnât need protecting. You needed somebody who understood you and loved you for you. You always made it clear to Natasha that the pillow princess type wasnât you at all, you always reminded her that you didnât need her to protect you from every little thing, after all, you were a soldier. But something about being firm with her just didnât stick. So, you made the decision to re-enlist for another deployment, making sure that the next time you returned, things would be different. Not just for you but for Natasha as well.Â
Natasha knocked softly on the door; it was time. You took a deep breath and reached for the door handle, meeting her soft green eyes for the first time in weeks. Her famous red locks still damp from the rain outside, her expression a mix of relief and uncertainty.Â
âHey,â she said softly, her eyes locking with yours.Â
You couldnât help the soft smile that pulled on your lips, âHey, Iâm glad you could comeâ you replied, opening the door wider for her.Â
 âIâm so glad youâre still here. I⊠I thought you might be gone already.â She said softly, her eyes darting to the small pile of duffle bags.Â
âI leave tomorrowâ you replied, watching as Nat turned around to face you once more. âCan we talk, please?â She asked, her gaze locked onto you. âI want to give you time to talk but I really need you to listen to me firstâ you said as you gestured that the two of you take a seat. Natasha let out a soft sigh, deep down she knew she wasnât leaving your apartment the same woman she came as.Â
The two of you took a seat at the dining table, the cold surface somehow bringing a little comfort to you in this moment as you gently reached for Natashaâs hand. You looked into her eyes for a moment, taking in the beauty she held.Â
âI love you so much, I always will but I need to honest with you, with us. This isnât so much about the fact our schedules suck and the rain check are rain check. This is about us and how Iâm not the person you wantâ you paused for a moment, taking a deep breath in before continuing. âWeâve become different people. Weâre pursuing different things and different dreams. I canât be the partner you expect of me. Iâm tired of you only seeing me as this fragile person who needs to protect. Iâm a soldier, Iâm in the air force. I can hold my own and I want to be respected for thatâ you added.Â
âDetka, I do respect you. Youâre everything to me, I donât mean to make you feel like thatâŠ.I just, I care about you so, so much but I canât deal with the thought if something were to happen to youâ Natasha pleaded, tears pooling in her eyes.
You smiled softly, trying to keep your own tears from building up, âI know you respect me Nat, but, when youâre around others, youâre not the same. We go from being one to two different people and somehow, you think Iâm the one who needs to protected and treated differentlyâŠ.â You paused for a moment, your thumb stroking her soft skin. âWe both know that love is such a big, beautiful and powerful thing. It means a lot of things and one of those things is knowing when to let go. You deserve somebody who can give you everything you want, but we know deep down itâs not meâ you added.Â
A silence fell between you both, Natashaâs face falling, her defenses crumbling as you continued. âI want you to find happiness, even if that means without me. You deserve it.â
âBut⊠what if we can work it out? I can be better, I promiseâ Natasha said, pleading, her voice breaking as her tears began to fall freely down her cheeks.Â
âIâm sorry Nat, but itâs too late. I need a fresh start, and I think you need one tooâ
Natashaâs expression shifted from desperation to heartbreak as she nodded at your words. Wiping her tears on the sleeve of her shirt, she stood up. âI donât want to hold you backâ she said softly, barely able to look into your eyes. You stood up from your seat, swallowing the lump in your throat as she reached out to hug you one last time.Â
âPlease be safeâ she whispered, âand write to me whenever youâre readyâ she added, hugging you tightly. You hugged her back, allowing yourself to feel the love she has for you one last time, hugging her just as tightly back. âI promiseâ you replied in the same soft whisper.Â
As you two parted, you smiled softly at her, hoping it would somehow ease her broken heart a little. âI know this wasnât what you expected but I want you to know that all the memories we share and the time we had, it was beautiful, and I will forever cherish them. I want nothing but love and happiness for you, donât hold yourself back from find another love. Be happy Nat, you deserve thatâ you said.
To your surprise the redhead returned a soft smile, âI will always love youâ she spoke ever so gently.Â
âAnd I will always love youâ you replied.Â
Natasha turned, and headed for the door. You watched her leave, closing the door gently behind her, taking with her a piece of your heart. You took a moment for yourself, part of you broken from the words shared but the other half excited knowing a new chapter awaited. The memories of Natasha would always be with you, reminding you that love can be found again.
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Okok, so this is a little different from the story, butâ!
What if Y/N was the one who was sick and was Liam's patient? But...also never reciprocated any feelings for Liam because maybe Y/N was already with someone? :3
Absolutely love the idea, never thought about this scenario honestly. Thank you so much for this requestđ€ Hope it is to your liking.
And sorry in advance for it being short and that it took so long. I felt unmotivated to do literally anything in life, including this. So for now I'm publishing kind of a part one and then when I get back to feeling normal I will finish it completely.
TW: heart disease, operation, gaslighting,
The yandere content that Iâm writing is absolutely in no way me promoting this type of behaviour. I do not romanticise it; this is just a way for me to explore the more darker side of my writing. If you do relate to these characters or think that itâs romantic, please seek help.
You are welcome to send asks/requests about my existing characters or others. Just make sure to read my rules.
When Liam announced you the news of your sickness, he could almost read your mind, the thoughts that were swirling inside of you like a hurricane. He understood your emotions, who would want to hear that they wouldnât survive if they donât get a heart transplant ? But he couldnât help but feel that he needed to be your saviour, it went beyond his duty as your doctor. No, it was something deeper than that, something that he couldnât quite put his finger on.
Nevertheless, he decided that he needed to return to his old habits for you, meaning that he couldnât wait for someone to give their heart to you, he had to take it himself. It was fairly easy actually; he knew so many people that nobody cared about, people whose disappearance wouldnât raise any suspicions. He didnât like doing the extra work, killing, cleaning up the flat, getting rid of the evidence, making sure that the appearance of a new heart wouldnât raise any suspicions. But seeing your smile when he announced that you could have a heart transplant, it was all worth it.
What was not worth, at all, was seeing you hug that pathetic excuse of a man that called himself your boyfriend. Did he really need to come along with the rest of the family ? In Liamâs eyes, he looked more like an emotional support pet more than anything else, much less a boyfriend. Liam practically stormed off your room when he heard about your relationship. âBoyfriend ? He wasnât even in her emergency contacts. I bet they havenât been together that long, and their relationship wonât even last !â
And at that he stopped. He did eavesdrop a bit when your family was visiting before, he heard that you got with someone two months ago, which for him wasnât really that long. He could take that to his advantage, who wasnât ghosted at the start of a relationship ? The disappearance of that guy wouldnât raise any suspicions, and Liam will be able to finally have you all to himself.
To say he expected more emotions from you when itâs been a week since you last spoke to your boyfriend was a misunderstanding, it was like you didnât care at all. Sure, you didnât really know that he was dead at the time, but he really expected more emotions out of you, who acted so calmly when a guy theyâve been seeing for two months just ghosts them ? So, when you came back to the hospital for some checkups, he decided to ask.
âNobody this time with you ? I think your boyfriend visited you quite often while you were sickâ Liam asked while looking at the test results.
âHe ghosted me. Weird honestly, he seemed into me, I think.â
He let out a chuckle. He knew the guy was into you, which is why he took such drastic measures to get rid of him, otherwise he couldâve just paid the guy to not speak to you. But oh well, he didnât mind. Even a slight chance of being closer to you was more than enough motivation for him, he didnât graduate from university because it was easy.
After he finished all of your checkups, he clocked out of work because of âpersonal emergenciesâ, it being stalking you until you arrived home. He didnât really like it, it was too small for his taste. He wanted you to live somewhere classier, like his house, you only deserved the best after all, and this was definitely not it.
âIf only I could somehow take care of you, my darling⊠You deserve it more than anyone else in the world.â
And with that, Liam got another amazing idea, he was going to make you sick on purpose again ! What a better way to take care of you than have you dependent on him as long as he wanted. He could finally be close to you and nobody was going to stop him from reaching his happy ever after.
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every day after work, you found yourself sat at your desk attempting to write back a response to the soldier who referred to himself as âghostïżœïżœ. crumpled up stationary surrounded your desk space, along with different types of pens as you obsessed over your handwriting. if one letter of your penmanship looked wrong, the paper would become another ball added to the collection of half written letters that contained slightly different, if not the same, wording in response to the thank you letter from ghost.
the simple questions he asked to get to know you suddenly felt like the hardest questions to answer, as if you were being graded on the facts about yourself. was he going to find your hobbies boring? maybe your hobbies were boring the more you read your response. the easiest question to answer was regarding how long you had been doing the care packages - a few years since one of your friends had a significant other that joined the military. stories often mixed with people who received packages and cards from family members frequently, but the ones where some received little to none are the ones that made you upset. so, you had decided to explain that to ghost and it was probably the easiest response of them all to write out. not single moment did the pen leave the paper for you to collect your thoughts or how to word your answer.
but then, you continued to answer the questions he asked you, and in return you asked him similar or different ones. again, you werenât positive he would reply this time around, but you figured youâd still return the gesture of asking him questions as well. and when you finished writing it all, reading through it god only knows how many times for errors, you finally slipped it into an envelope. this time, no âtreatsâ were included, instead you had opted to ask him if he had any favorites, that way if he did end up writing you back then you could buy him what he preferred.
and after you mailed out the letter, you pushed the thought of it to the side to try and forget about it. but, you couldnât deny every time you arrived home and checked the mail you were secretly hoping there was a response. but then a few weeks went by and there really was no response waiting mixed in with your other mail.
then after almost two months, after a shit day at work, you didnât even think twice as you grabbed the mail and walked into your home. going through the motions of your routine - showering, cooking dinner and anything else you had to take care of, you finally sat at the counter towards the end of the night to sort through the mail. a small card was tucked between a bunch of other trash mail, your eyes immediately recognizing the handwriting. quickly, you opened up the envelope and sure enough, that same notebook paper was tucked into it, this time three pieces of paper unfolded in your hands.Â
..itâs been quite hectic over where iâm currently at, so sorry for the lack of my respondingâŠ
...iâm a bit upset of the lack of treats, it definitely beats what we have to eat sometimes.
the reason you do the packages is quite sweet. is your friendsâ partner still alive? you use the past tense when you speak of them. sorry if that is rude to ask.
you read every word of the letter, not once, but twice. and he didnât just read your response to his, he took notice of the small details. you didnât even realize you had used the past tense, but he wasnât wrong in his assumption either when he thought they might have passed. it was like reading a full blown conversation he had to himself in his head; the way before or after some sentences, he would write out interjections. some sentences were followed by parentheses where he made his own little comment as well about what he had just written.
again, i hope you forgive my delayed response. hope it doesnât stop you from writing back. donât always have the time, but promise iâll get back to you. maybe in your next letter you can send me a picture of yourself, i think it would be nice to put a face to the name that signs off on these. i canât do the same, but iâll find a way to make up for that. âtil the next letter, ghost.
and while you didnât get started writing your response that night, you did make your way to your room with a smile on your face. excitement was already brewing about what you would say in your response and the next anticipated response he would give back, even if he did take a bit to respond.
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đOp men + them being needy
Featuring: monster trio
Warning: Suggestive, NSFW, fem!reader, established relationship, english isnât my first language
Important: Pls read my navigation before sending/commenting asks. I would love to do them, but some of yâall donât spend two seconds trynna make sure ur ask is fine with me first đ«¶đ»
Note: Yâall voted for that one and ngl i wanted to write this one, so we all share the same slutty mind. Also thank you for 100 followers đ«¶đ»lm super glad that yâall are enjoying my writingđ This took sm more time than I thought it would. Ima make a separate one for Ace whenever I have time đ
Luffy
Luffy was laying down on his bed as you were not too far from him trying out some make up in the mirror facing his bed. He had insisted to nap with you next to him, so he had his long arm stretched around your waist lazily as you were dolling yourself up.
You hear him stir awake from his sleep as he groans and yawns loudly.
-What time is it?
He drags in a sleepy tone as he rolls to the side still covered by the sheets.
-Mmm, you only slept for an hour. You can go back to sleep baby.
You answer him as you take a quick look at your watch. You knew how he loves to sleep after he ate and especially if there isnât much to do.
-Itâs hard when you arenât laying down next to me, I like to hug you close to mee.
He whines a little. You see him rub his eyes and softly sit between his messy sheets through the reflection of your mirror.
-Iâm sorry baby, I will come later when Iâm done, okay ?
You say softly as you apply a new colour of your eyeshadow palette on your eyelid. He gets closer to you, now sitting not too far behind you. His pretty dark eyes shift between your products and your face.
- Whatâs this, it shines~
He asks curious while pointing at your highlighter. You chuckle and open it to swipe some on the tip of your finger. You thought it would be a fun time to mess a little with him, so you swap some on top of your boob to show him. You smirk and point at your breast, showing him that it make your skin shine, when applied.
-itâs to make your skin shine, you simplify it to him.
His eyes looks down and stare at your chest. His arms unwrap from your body and with his finger he touches your skin to see if it stains his finger too and it does a little.
-Waaaw, amazing! Thatâs so cool
You nod with a smile and a comfortable silence falls between you two. He watches you apply your eyeshadow using multiple techniques. He let his chin rest on your shoulder and his expression gets a bit serious. He stares at you through the mirror.
-Y/n ?
-Mmm?
-Iâm hard, letâs fuck.
You choke a little at his sudden straightforwardness. You take few seconds to take in what he just said, before throwing a look behind your shoulder to stare at your suddenly needy boyfriend.
-Luffy⊠just how ?
You ask defeated. He has the habit to get hard so randomly, not that you complained because sex with him was always more than satisfying. Though, It was just somewhat inconvenient when you were already doing something.
-I can just jerk off while you finish off, he propose seeing your unsure expression. The way he said that was so laid back that it made you giggle a little. Doesnât he know the effect he has on you??You smile fondly at him, but letting him do that would be more torture than anything else.
-Or you can cockwarm me while you finish off like we did last time.
The âlast timeâ he was referring to, ended by you two fucking with your undone hair. You shake your head, you couldnât say no to him. It was always tempting to have him inside of you.
He kisses the crook of your neck, dragging your name in a groan taunting you to give him an answer.
-I like the last idea more, you finally reply with a shy smile. You gaze at him through the mirror and you see him grin.
-Alright !
You stand up to throw away your panty on his bed as he stroke his dick few times before you sat on it. You both left a moan as the contact was made. You were never used at the deepness he could reach. Your legs weakly fixed your position on his laps.
-Is it okay ?
He asks making sure you were comfortable. You nod as you gaze back at him. He pecks your cheek, his brown hair slightly tickling you, before leaning his body back, now supported by his arms. The view you have is just so delicious, you are about to give up any plans your had on finishing your make up.
-Luffy, you are making this so hard for me I swear.
You let out shakily under your breath, because he clearly couldnât stay completely still.
He laughs as he approaches his body to yours, his warm breath brushing on your neck, his eyes looks at you with excitement.
-Can I play with your boobs ?
-LuffyâŠ
You whine almost pleading him to be kind to you and let you do your make up without so much distraction. No way you are going to hold back with him touching you like that.
-Pleaseee
-Ugh⊠fuck it.
I need to write a whole mirror fucking fic with him nowđ§đ»ââïž
Zoro
Zoro is going out of his mind. His usual cool and collected image is crumbling every time he breaths. His eye stare at your figure with a burning gaze. He wants you so badly right now, but it was lowkey hurting his ego to tell you directly how he felt (heâs in fact too shy, but he would never admit that to himself.)
You definitely noticed his behaviour during the day, when he let his hand rest a little too long on your ass when you hugged him or when he kept taking glances at your boobs peeking from the low cut of your shirt.
You didnât want to give it to him so easily without him openly saying that he wanted you. It was no fun otherwise. So you teased him all day, acting all clueless to his advances. It was until he snapped and pulled you into his room late in the afternoon.
-You have been so fucking annoying all day. You really enjoy acting all dumb when you want to.
-I dont know what you are talking about?
You reply with an innocent stare as you unconsciously bite your lips quickly and look up to him. He groans as he climbs on top of you on the bed, his large and strong body towering you was already enough to make your head dizzy. He leans his face few inches in front of yours. Your nose filled up with the scent of his cologne.
-You want to keep playing this ?
- Admit it.
-Admit what ?
He gulps with furrowed eyebrows. You smirk and wrap your arms around his neck. You pull the green haired man closer teasing the proximity of your lips to his.
-Admit that you want me.
You whisper with the same smile glued to your lips. Zoro eye slightly widen but he presses his lips on yours without adding another word, but you are fast to push him away by pressing upward your hands on his chest.
-Come on, baby~ You canât even admit something so little ?
You pout as you knew his competitive ass wouldnât take it and he would eventually get frustrated, and maybe give up.
-I will treat you so well if you do, I just need to hear it~
You continue hoping it would cheer your shy boyfriend to speak the words. You know heâs not the best with expressing his emotions, but god it felt good to see him all tensed because he wanted to fuck you so badly. You travel your fingers up his neck, brushing fading hickeys you left on him few days ago.
You see him sigh as he straightens his upper body. You give him a confused look for a moment, but it disappears when his lips curve into his familiar smirk.
He let his body fall next to you and you feel his strong arm slide under your waist. He pulls you against him and with his other arms, he props your body on top of his. You sit not too far from his hips area. He places his hands on each side of your hips and he gives a light spank on your ass earning a small surprised moan from you.
-What are you doing? I thought I was clear babe.
You say while crossing your arms under your chest. He chuckles and push your hips on top of his bulge. You could feel he was starting to get hard.
-I want you, so be good now and ride me.
You smile happy to hear it finally from him, but he still found a way to make it an order, so it earned a small giggle from you.
-Whatâs funny?
-Nothing. I said I will treat you right, so let me take care of you.
You said while going down on him. You pulled down his pants to reveal his half hard dick. You took it in your hand and with your thumb you spread the precum all over his tip while giving it few strokes with your other hand. You give few licks to tease him a little, but you shortly after wrap your plump lips around his cock. He hiss as his fingers brush away the hair in front of your eyes that was blocking his view.
-Fuck, just like that
He groans as he places his hand on top of your head trying to make you take more of his length. You let him do as he wishes, as you wanted tonight to be focused on him. He pushes his cock until it was deep enough into your throat that it was painfully hitting the back of it. Tears were starting to form into your eyes as you look up at him. He leaves a low moan and let his head fall behind as he give a lazy thrust into your mouth. He let go of your head not trying to hurt you and you take that chance to remove it from your mouth and breath.
-Shit, youâre so big
You pant with a heavy breath as you stroke his dick up and down using your spit. He smirk at your compliment and you donât let him reply as you dive his cock into your mouth once again, sucking harshly getting a loud groan out of his mouth.
You torture his dick like this for few minutes as you take him deeply into your throat and suck harshly on his dick by also teasing his slit with your tongue. He was a moaning mess and honestly itâs been a while since you saw him so vocal about the pleasure he was feeling, that it was soaking your panties.
You stroke him with both of your hands as your mouth was sucking his tip and with the help of few thrust, he came into your mouth. You swallowed everything with a funny face and flashed your tongue at him so he could see. You then removed your shorts and panties along with your top, leaving you naked on top of him.
-I should let you suck me off like this more often.
-Yeah, well if I didnât have to beg all the time to have your cock, I would suck you even upside down.
You retort as you position yourself on top of his dick, ready to slide him in you. Zoro roll his eye at your comment, but he grabs your thighs tightly, anticipating the feeling of your pussy around his cock.
You chuckle seeing him waiting for you to put it inside of you, in silence. You lean and give him a peck on his forehead with a soft smile. Your boyfriends cheeks blushed as he gives you a bit of a âwtfâ stare.
-So eager, are we baby?
Sanji
Sanji was smoking outside as his body was leaning against the railing of the ship. His fluffy blond hair brushed by the cold breeze of the early night. His gaze seems lost in a trail of thoughts that only him will know about. You smile to yourself when you finally find your boyfriend.
« Itâs a cold night, but lucky me I have someone to cuddle to keep me warm » you say, startling him a little.
He smiles as he recognizes your voice immediately. Sanji doesnât hide the way his eyes enjoy savouring the view of your body in this little black silk dress. It was his favourite. The dress is so short that he could just bend you over the rail and he would not only have a great view of your pussy, but he could also easily take you there.
Why was it so easy for you to drive him crazy ? Just you being such an effortlessly beautiful women was enough to make his thoughts foggy. It wasnât too fair for his heart and his dick.
-You are going to catch a cold, my love. Come here.
He finally replies while opening his arms. You rush a little into his embrace, loving the way his bodyâs warmth and the mix of his cologne and the cigaretteâs smog fill your nose and senses. He presses his body against yours and you let the back of your head rest on his chest. He wraps his arms around your shoulders after throwing his cigarette in the ocean.
-How did you find tonightâs dinner, chĂ©rie?
-It was delicious as always darling.
You whisper enjoying the tranquility on the boat for once. Sanji hums in response as he let his hairy chin slightly tickle your neck. His lips brush your ear as his warm breath tickles your neck.
-You know you make me a mad man when you wear this.
-Do I?
You answer with a chuckle honestly forgetting how your boyfriend had a particular liking in this night dress. He loves everything you wear anyways so for you it didnât change much, but as he presses his dick on your lower back, you kinda get what heâs leading to.
You feel his lips move to your neck where he presses them, where he sucks and bites your skin, leaving proof of his love on it.
-I wouldnât mind dessert at this hour
He mumbles as his arms find a rest now on your breast. He presses his hips closer to your body and you do him the grace of slightly grinding your ass against his bulge.
-What do you mean?
You ask him playing dumb. It was so fun to tease Sanji. He was always so enthusiastic whenever something concerned you.
-I want to fuck you, darling
He continues as his unwrap your body from his arms. His fingers slide down your waist to tease the hem of your short dress. He let them wonder beneath it, feeling the softness of your ass. A gasp left your mouth when his cold fingers press against your clothed core.
-I could just bend you over this rail and fuck you so good, hmm?
He pushes his digits under your panty and let his fingers get coated of your juices before letting them slide upward where he pinches your clit. A moan leaves your throat loudly and you quickly bite your lips to stop any more sounds to come out.
You two could honestly get caught at any moment that someone decides to exit their room, but the thought itself made you even more wet.
-S-sanji, we could get caught..
-I know, but I canât help myself when you look this good. I want you so badly that I donât care about the rest.
He retorts with a heavy sigh as he continues to play with clit. He then opt to dive one of his long fingers inside of you, catching you off guard. You try your best to keep any sounds in, but he was making it so hard for you when he was moving so fast.
-Fuck, Sanji. Please fuck me.
You whine as your body naturally leans on the rail. Sanji other hand pushes your lower back to create a curve that earn a groan from his mouth.
Your boyfriend closes the distance pushing now a second finger deeper inside of you. His pace is fast and precise, trying his best to listen to the way your body react to the spot he touches inside of you. Sanji does still keep an eye out in case someone catches you two though..
Hitting all the right spots and playing with your clits with his other hand, you feel your climax approaching. With a last thrust of his finger and some dirty word whispered, you cum all over his fingers, staining his black pants a little.
-Youâre insane..
You let out as you try to catch your breath. He smirks and give you a back hug, leaving plenty of kisses on your necks and collarbone.
-letâs go back to our room, so you take care of me~
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I Can See You
Pairing: single dad! Seonghwa x babysitter! f! yn
Word Count:Â 10,137
Warnings:Â cursing, alcohol consumption, a creepy old man in one scene, age gap (10 years but both are adults (and not just barely)), smut warnings under cut
Genre:Â Angst, fluff, smut, single parent au, M for mature audiences
Summary:Â When you took a job babysitting a young toddler, you didn't expect to be so drawn to the family. And more specifically, her frustratingly hot and single dad.
Smut Warnings: masturbation, sexual fantasies, riding, slight (if you squint) corruption kink, sliGHT breeding kink, unprotected sex (DONT DO THIS unless you discuss safely outside of sex!), breast play, overstimulation, undiscussed kinks (yn is fine with it. but discuss your fucking kinks guys *gun emoji*), slight cumplay
thank u to @pyeonghongrie and @mingsolo for beta'ing and for the title hehe <3 this is also a collab with @potatomountain who is also writing a dilf hwa (Bittersweet Neighbours), we're just on two sides of the spectrum lol...and this is so damn long
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âHello, Iâm here for a babysitter interview with a Mr Park?â
âThat would be me. Miss (Y/N)?â
When you answered the ad in the newspaper about babysitting, you were so ready to see an older man, around his fifties. But this man looked so young, around his late twenties although youâre sure heâs probably forty. And youâre not one to judgeânearing your mid-twenties one wouldnât be expecting you to still babysit as a full-time job. But it pays the bills and helps you get some hands-on experience in your degree, child development.
âAh, yes. Thatâs me,â your words spill out as you realise he is awaiting an answer. Mentally, you berate yourself for the immediate blunder while Mr Parkâs eyes crinkle with amusement.
âCome on in and make yourself comfy on the couch. Iâll be right there. Would you like anything to drink?â Mr Parkâs voice is smooth like butter and you have a hard time making sure you donât get lost in it.
Again, you nod, actual wordy responses jumbled in your brain, walking to the couch and sitting down almost mechanically. If you were mentally present, you would have noticed the smile the older man sends your way.
He doesnât take too long, returning with two glasses of water. âYou didnât say what you wanted to drink so I just got you water. Is that okay?â
Thankfully, you finally can respond coherently and smile, albeit a little shakily. âYes, thank you so much.â
You take the glass with both hands, thanking him again quietly and taking a small sip before just holding it as you wait for him to be seated. Youâve felt awkward before, but this is a new extreme. Normally you pride yourself on keeping your cool in front of someone you think is hot, but Mr ParkâŠheâs something else. You try your best to keep your eyes trained on the coffee table, only letting yourself glance at him occasionally so he doesnât realise just how in awe you are.
âJihee will be home from school soon, so youâll see her soon. For now itâll just be old me and my questions,â Mr Park starts his interview as soon as he sits on the couch across from you. âNow, I saw in your application that your major was in child development? Can I ask why that interested you?â
You blink at him for a moment, not expecting that question. Sure, bringing it up was expected, but the way he sounds like heâs interviewing you for a position in a company amuses you. âUhâŠI just grew up with a lot of siblings and their kids. Iâm the youngest of six, and the oldest is sixteen years older than me so I have a lot of nieces and nephews as well. Children have always been a part of my life, and my first job was babysitting so itâs something Iâm very used to. Child development was just a way for me to learn even more and in a less⊠hands-on way. Poopy diapers are not my favourite.â You pause. âNot that I canât change them! Or that Jihee uses them. Sorry. I didnât mean to bring it up.â
Youâre so sure your face is bright red right now as you stumble over your words, and youâre ready to be kicked out, but all Mr Park does instead is laugh at your embarrassment. Itâs a little mean but itâs better than your worst conclusion so youâll take it. âItâs okay,â Mr Park smiles at you. âItâs okay to ramble, it was actually quite amusing. Now, Iâd just like to warn you, Jihee has trouble with working on schoolwork. While that usually isnât an issue, she may be asking you to help her with her homework and reading and I just thought Iâd give you a heads up. Would that cause any trouble?â
âIt wouldnât bother me, and Iâll try my best. I took childrenâs education in college as well so itâd be a good time for me to exercise that,â you laugh quietly. Your first dream was to be a governess, no matter how few jobs there are for that type of work.
Mr Park nods thoughtfully. âGlad to give you some experience in that,â he hums after careful consideration, a smile on his face. âHer struggles lie in understanding the problems and in English. If she faces any difficulty then I can always help out.â
Before either of you continues speaking, his watch beeps and he glances down. Without another word, he stands and goes to open the front door. âUhââ Your confusion escapes you before you can stop it.
âOh, Jiheeâs almost home and I always leave the door open for her,â he explains, eyes still trained on his watch. âYouâll get to meet her, and then we can discuss more details. And just to reiterate the ad, this is going to be a job that requires a lot of hours. I, of course, will be paying you for any sort of overtime if I need to stay at the office later. Does your schedule still allow for that?â
You hold back your smile. Your schedule mostly consists of scrolling the internet for job opportunities and eating lunch with your friends. âYes, I can do that,â you affirm. âIâll need holidays off, but I assume thatâs a given as youâll also be with Jihee?â
A smile pulls at the corner of Mr Parkâs mouth. âVery astute,â he chuckles. âNow, here she comes.â
The door swings open without another word from either of you and a little girl dressed in pink and ribbons barrels into Mr Parkâs knees. He lets out a quiet grunt, stabilising himself against the door as his hand strokes at her hair. âHello, Jihee,â he hums fondly. "How was school today?"
The young girl beams up at her father. "So fun!" she grins, her words slightly slurred in her excitement. "Today, Mrs Lee had us do shapes and my favourite colour is blue now! I have so many blue crayons."
Mr Park's eyebrow raises at the mention of crayons. "Do you have them with you?" he asks, and Jihee nods vigorously. "Can I see them?"
Another nod comes from the child and she immediately plops on the floor, pulling out her pencil case and opening it to reveal at least ten crayons, all of varying sizes. What stands out to you the most is that half of them are green. "See! All blue. But this one's my favourite." She grabs at a particularly long and skinny one, a shade of emerald green.
"Ah. Lovey, remember, your colours are a little different, right?" Mr Park talks in a gentle voice, very different from the very adult voice he used with you. "That's a green crayon."
Jihee's face drops. "Oh." Her bottom lip juts out in a pout.
Mr Park holds out his hand and Jihee drops the crayon into his palm. "You can't take the crayons from school anyway, dear. Why don't we leave these in your bag and you can give them back and apologise to Mrs Lee tomorrow?"
Jihee's pout grows bigger but she nods. "Okay, daddy," she agrees and Mr Park nods proudly.
"Now, do you want to meet your new friend?" You flinch as Mr Park mentions you, sitting up straighter in your chair before ultimately deciding to stand instead.
"Hi, Jihee," you do your best to speak with the same quiet tone Mr Park used. "I'm (Y/N)! It's nice to meet you."
You offer your hand for her to shake and Jihee looks at you, her thinking face almost a spitting image of her father's before she walks over and takes your hand with gusto. "Hi, Mrs (Y/N).â
"Ah, I'm not a Mrs," you correct her. "You can call me (Y/N)."
"Miss (Y/N)," Mr Park quietly interrupts and you nod, not wanting to override his parenting although being called 'miss' will catch you off-guard for the time being. "Why don't you tell her one thing about yourself and then Miss (Y/N) has to go, okay?"
Jihee's mouth twists in sadness, her hand still gripping yours. "Okay," she sighs again. "I get to talk to her more later though, right?"
Mr Park nods. "Of course. Miss (Y/N) will be spending a lot of time with you, so I'm glad you like her."
Jihee nods solemnly. "I like pretty people and you're super pretty," she tells you earnestly and your heart swells at the compliment.
âThank you, Jihee,â you thank her genuinely, although youâre amused at the fact that she considers her appreciation for physical looks a good introduction to herself. âIt was nice to meet you.â
With another decisive nod, Jihee turns and marches right off down the hall, presumably to her room. Mr Park turns to you, finally shutting his front door with a sigh. âThat was Jihee. Ball of energy extraordinaire. She comes home from school at one-thirty, and will put her own things away before coming to eat a snack. She has one worksheet to do a day but with your help sheâll get it fairy quickly. Iâll email you a list of house rules.â
You nod. âThat sounds perfect. What would the schedule look like? What time would I be here, and when would I expect you to come home?â
Mr Park hums, running a hand through his perfect hair. âFor her school days, Iâd like to have you in here maybe ten minutes before she comes. Iâll always leave her snack in the fridge and you can just pop it in the microwave and make yourself comfortable before she comes barrelling in. Then Iâll be home at five-thirty sharp whenever possible. Every other Saturday Iâm in the office for eight hours and youâll be watching Jihee for those days. If you canât do a Saturday, just let me know so I can get someone to watch her, but generally Iâd like you here from eight to five.â
You nod. All your friends have atypical work schedules so your Saturdays are empty in general, and since the weekdays are shorter hours you donât mind. âWhen it comes to after-school playdates, should I expect you to be home or would you like me to take care of them?â
Mr Parkâs lips tighten almost imperceptibly. âThat wonât be an issue. Jihee doesnât do playdates.â Your curiosity spikes at his short answer but his tone leaves no room for discussion so you donât press it. âIâll give you a key now. Tomorrow is my off-Saturday but if you can come in just to adjust yourself that would be great. I have some work to get done anyway so Iâll be mostly out of your hair although you can still ask me questions.â
You nod again. âYeah, that works,â you confirm after a quick check to your phone calendar. When you look up, Mr Park is already holding out a key and you take it after a momentâs hesitation. âIâll see you tomorrow, then.â
Mr Park nods, moving to open the door when Jihee calls out with a whining tone to her voice. âDaddy, I need help!â
Mr Park sighs but itâs full of affection for his daughter. âI would walk you to your car but she calls for me,â his head dips into an apologetic bow but you shake your head.
âDonât worry about it,â you smile at him. âThereâs no need for that at all.â That is one of the main reasons, but another part of you doesnât want him to know you have no car and you take the bus to his neighbourhood and then walk the rest of the way.
A twenty-four-year-old with no car? Itâs a little embarrassing, especially in the area you both live in where itâs almost required to have a car to do anything. Generally, your babysitting jobs were close enough to your home, but the salary of this job enticed you to give up walking.
As you exit, you can hear Jihee starting off her complaints about her jacket and you smile to yourself subconsciously.
-
Youâve been working with the Parks for almost a month now and generally, itâs a good time. You only really see Mr Park when he comes home, but by then you have one foot out the door. There are days when he looks so beaten down that you want to offer him some encouragement, but you donât want to step out of your boundaries. So, you just keep your head down and leave.
Jihee is sweet and easy-going, not hard for you to get along with. She always has some sort of fun idea for you to play along with and her schoolwork hasnât been too terrible although you dread when she starts getting into more difficult maths.
But today, as soon as Jihee walks into the door, you suspect something is wrong. She doesnât greet you as excitedly as she used to, just stalking straight into her bedroom and coming right now, settling herself down on the couch with a pout on her face.
âJihee, donât you want to eat?â you try to coax her to the dinner table, but she just shakes her head, immobile. You frown. Itâs strange for the usually talkative child to be this closed off. âDid something happen at school?â
Jihee glares at the coffee table, shaking her head. âNo,â she mutters but her cold-stone facade drops immediately as she suddenly bursts into tears. Your heart drops for the child crying on your couch and you immediately run to her and pull her into your arms. âWhy donât they like me?â she wails into your shirt and your heart drops.
You had suspected it when Mr Park shut down the playdate idea very quickly, but this just solidifies your thoughts. How could the kids at school not like such a sweet kid? As youâve been working for the Parks for quite a bit now, youâve grown to adore the young girl like she was one of your own nieces.
You donât say anything just yet, just patting her hair and doing your best to calm her down. It takes almost an hour but now she just curls up in your arms, her hands gripping your shirt as sheâs so close to falling asleep. You donât have the heart to wake up so you resign yourself to letting her sleep on you for now.
Within ten minutes, you fall asleep as well. Itâs not what you meant to do, but you couldnât have stopped yourself. When your eyes open again, Jihee is no longer in your arms and thereâs a large fluffy blanket laid on top of you. You blink yourself awake before panic sets in and you shoot up, looking around. âJihee?â you call out and hear deep laughter behind you. When your head snaps back you see Mr Park chuckling at your face.
âWelcome back to the land of the living, Miss (Y/N).â
It takes a minute for your words to register, blinking stupidly at your employer for a few moments before your face drops and you practically leap off the couch. âIâm so sorry!â you cry, bowing rapidly at a low angle. âI didnât mean to fall asleep and it wonât happen again.â
You keep your eyes lowered and you look up at him through your lashes, scared of how heâll react but to your surprise, Mr Parkâs smile grows and he shakes his head. âDonât worry about it, you looked comfortable and the doors were locked. Jihee didnât get into any trouble, just was a little bored since you were asleep.â
You shake your head. âRegardless, I shouldnât sleep on the job but thank you for the kindness. Jihee is very responsible for her age and it certainly reflects on your parenting.â You smile back at him.
âWell, thank you for your kind words. It means a lot to me as well,â Mr Park hums. âWould you like to join us for dinner? I know you usually leave around the time I get back but let me at least feed you before you go.â
You frown. âIâd like to, but I should get going,â you say absentmindedly. âI have to make it in time to catch the bus.â
Youâre looking around, trying to gather your belongings, when you realise how silent Mr Park is. And in turn, you realise what you just said. âYou take the bus?â His voice lowers and you stare at the look of concern he has on his face. âItâs practically dark by the time you leave and youâre walking to the bus stop by yourself?â
âAhâ itâs okay! Itâs not a far walk, just up the street.â You hurry to defend your choices, waving your hands. âIâve gotten home safe so far, no?â
Mr Park shakes his head. âNo, you canât take chances. Iâll drive you home tonight after dinner. You must stay.â
You stare up at him with wide eyes, but his stance is unwavering. And as much as you would usually protestâbeing taken home by a much older man would usually ring alarms in your headâthe idea of not having to wait in the cold and the dark by yourself is very appealing. And from how youâve interacted with him before, Mr Park seems very sweet, and you trust him just a little more than you probably should.
âWell, I do thank you for your kindness,â you sigh, nodding your head in concession. âBut this will be the only time.â
Mr Park chuckles, not taking you seriously. âWeâll see. Now come on. Tonight is beef stew and my younger brother will come for dinner as well.â
âUncle Uyu is coming?â You can hear Jiheeâs excited voice coming from the kitchen as well as her feet pittering on the floor as she launches herself into your lap. âHi again, Miss (Y/N).â
âHello again, Miss Jihee,â you tease, pressing the tip of your finger to her forehead and Jihee giggles.
âAre you staying for dinner?â You nod again and she screeches in happiness, not giving a second glance at how you wince at the sound. âI canât wait! I have to make you pretty! Come with me.â
With as much seriousness as she can muster in her body, she pulls you by the hand into her room as Mr Park watches the two of you with a soft smile and follows the two of you into Jiheeâs room. He takes a seat on the bed as Jihee fusses over your hair, styling it with her toddler's hands and putting an obscene amount of hair clips into it. But youâre whipped for the little girl and you let her do whatever she wants, ending up in two uneven pigtails and a plethora of Hello Kitty clips.
âDaddy, isnât it pretty?â Jihee giggles, moving your head to tilt so her father can take a look at her work. âItâs better than your hair to practice!â
Mr Park, mock-affronted, holds his hand to his chest. âBetrayed by my own daughter? Alas, but I can let it slide as this may very well be your best work.â
Jihee giggles, pressing her face against your cheek when the doorbell rings. âUncle Uyu!â As always, her focus is diverted by any new thing and she runs for the door, both you and Mr Park following shortly after. As she yanks the door open, a man around Seonghwaâs age greets her just as excitedly, bending down to pick her up and spin her around.
âJiji,â he cheers, âAlready so big?â His eyes find you and you offer a small wave. âAnd whoâs this? Seonghwa, you found a girl?â
Mr Parkâs jaw drops and your eyes widen as you rush to contradict. âOh, no, no, Iâm just the babysitter. Mr Park has kindly invited me for dinner.â
Wooyoung chuckles at the look on both your faces. âDonât worry, I just like to pull on Seonghwaâs leg. Youâre a little young for him too.â
You offer a smile. âYeah, and the forties are a little out of my age range as well,â you try to joke, but to your surprise, Wooyoung breaks out cackling, startling Jihee who starts laughing with him confusedly. Mr Parkâs shocked face has somehow become even more intense.
âYou think Iâm how old?â Wooyoung has reigned in his laughter although a smile still pulls at his lips. âIâm only thirty-four!â
A gasp made its way out of your mouth as you start bowing rapidly again in apology. âIâm so sorry! You look your age, I just assumed you had to be older.â
Mr Park sighs, although an amused smile now graces his face. âItâs okay, I can understand it. Iâll just be giving you a hard time from now on.â He punctuates with a wink and your eyes snap down to Jihee in embarrassment.
âLetâs get on with dinner so I can go home and just melt in embarrassment, okay?â you groan and the two older men laugh. Jihee seems to agree with your sentiment, declaring her hunger grumpily and you laugh and pick her up. âSee, even Jiheeâs on my side. Letâs eat now.â
Mr Park hums, stepping aside. âAll right, I see Iâm outnumbered now. I hope you donât mind how casual this dinner is, but I promise the food is worth it. Wooyoungâs the better cook, but heâs taught me a few tricks.â
You shrug. âAny food is good food to me. At home, I have instant ramen and fried rice so itâs a nice change.â
Out of disapproval, Mr Park shakes his head although the smile does not leave his face. âI do not miss my college diet. Please, take a seat.â He motions to the dinner table, pulling out a chair for you to seat yourself, sitting beside you as Wooyoung and Jihee join the other side of the table.
âSo, tell me about yourself (Y/N),â Wooyoung hums, leaning on the table by his elbows. âYouâre in college?â
You shake your head. âI graduated a year and a half ago, Iâm twenty-four now, but it feels like just yesterday I was taking my finals,â you chuckle. âWhat was your major, Mr Wooyoung?â
Wooyoung smiled, âPlease, call me Wooyoung. Mr Wooyoung just sounds weird. But to answer your question, my major was culinary, of course. Before I taught Hwa how to cook, he was hopeless. I think I was feeding him and Jihee primarily other than his sandwiches and canned soup.â He sighs, leaning back and smirking at Mr Park whose ears are red.
âHey, Youngah, I paid you for your work. Donât make me seem incompetent,â Mr Park snorts, leaning over to smack the back of his neck. âWooyoung may be eight years younger than me but he certainly acts like heâs five.â
You laugh at the banter. âMe and my siblings were the same way. Weâd always fight but in the end, we care for each other. Itâs sweet to see you guys act the same.â You smile, taking a bite of your stew. âThank you for letting me sit in on your family dinner.â
Mr Park shakes his head. âOf course. Canât let you walk on your own at night, you know. Iâd be happy to give you a ride home from now on.â
âAh, no, I canât make you do that,â you try and decline again but Seonghwa is having none of that.
âItâs not a matter of making me, I offered. I canât let my babysitter just stand around in the dark. Let me do this for you. Jihee cares for you, she wouldnât want to make you get hurt.â
You frown, pursing your lips. âI suppose I canât argue with that,â you concede. âThank you once again.â
Mr Park shakes his head, his hand moving up to ruffle your hair. âDonât worry about it.â His hand rests atop your head a moment longer before he remembers who he is in relation to you. âAh, sorry. Habit from Jihee.â
The heartfelt moment is cut loose by everyone amused at Mr Parkâs habit. Jihee immediately takes the initiative to start rambling about stickers, engrossing everyone in the conversation, Wooyoung being particularly vocal. The dinner is finished with no other events, and you offer to help clean up, ignoring Mr Park when he tries to protest.
âThank you for helping out,â he tries to thank you but you wave your hand dismissively.
âYou fed me and are driving me home. Itâs the least I could do. Shall we head out though? I donât want you to have to leave Jihee for too long.â
Mr Park nods, grabbing his keys and jangling them as he opens the door to the garage. You do your best to not show your surprise at the sight of his fancy car. Of course, you knew he was well off, but you never imagined youâd actually be sitting in his car. He even opens the door for you, letting you slide into the passenger seat.
You hold yourself stiffly, but Mr Park looks over and just laughs at you. âRelax, Iâm not going to bite you. Just let me know where to go and weâll be set. Want a piece of gum?â
He holds out a pack of gum and you gladly take the piece, happy for the distraction. Most of the car ride is silent, except for you telling him occasionally where to go. But as he pulls up to your street, he slows to a crawl.
âYou know, I donât want you to be uncomfortable around.me. Sure, Iâm your employer, but Iâm also a dad. I got the dad instinct, you know?â Your lips twitch at his attempt to be comforting. âReally, though. Donât hold yourself so tight around me. I donât mind doing this for you.â
You turn your eyes down. âThank you. Iâll try, itâs just a little weird for me if you understand. But I do appreciate everything youâre doing for me.â As you unbuckle your seatbelt, you smile at Mr Park. âI hope you have a good night.â
As you go to your apartment building, Mr Park leans out of his car and calls after you. âYou can call me Seonghwa, (Y/N). Mr Park makes me feel old.â
You laugh at his admission. âWeâll see, grandpa!â You canât help but tease him before running into your home, leaving an amused Seonghwa outside.
-
These days you and Seonghwa have become a lot more friendly. Heâs taken to driving you home despite your protests and during the car rides, some interesting conversations have happened. For example, you learnt that he built his company from the ground and yet is respected in many old money circles.
Okay, maybe you didnât learn that from a conversation, and instead just searched on the internet. But what can you say? Youâre curious about the man who happens to be your chargeâs father and the man who happens to be very very handsome.
Maybe you have a bit of a crush on Seonghwa, but you couldnât blame yourself. There was something about him. It is the aura he holds himself with, the kindness in his smile when he arrives home, and it helps that he is hot. Every so often, you canât help but find yourself glancing at his pretty hands, or his well-toned arms, and you have to look away before heat spreads up to your ears.
Youâre down bad, and itâs not getting any better. Every time you see Seonghwa, you want to jump him but it would be inappropriate. Not only is he your employer, but heâs also a decade older than you. Thereâs no way he would be interested in you, he probably sees you just as some kid.
With a sigh, you look down at your sketchbook. Today was supposed to be a fun day. Both Jihee and Seonghwa were off today, so you were spending the day with her as Seonghwa was still called into the office to put in some extra hours. But then the toddler fell sick and you were tasked with taking care of her.
At least it was a fairly easy jobâJihee slept most of the day and you were free to work on some of your more personal projects. Although your passion lies in children, you do enjoy drawing and even took a couple of classes in college. As you lay on the couch sketching, you get so lost in your mind you donât even register the door opening and the footsteps coming towards you.
âIs that me?â
A shriek rips its way out of your throat as you do your best to whirl around and hold your drawings to your chest, but your legs get caught in the blanket and you instead fall half off the couch to the ground. Your chin props your head up on the ground but your legs are still tangled on the couch, your arms twisted into the blanket, the sketchbook an armâs reach away.
âHi, Mrâ Seonghwa. How was work today?â you mumble half into the carpet, too embarrassed to look up. âJiheeâs taking a nap in her room.â
After a moment of silence, Seonghwa laughs, although itâs a little pained. âUh. Do you need help up?â
You groan, pulling one of your arms out from your cocoon prison. âThat would be great, thanks. Sorry.â
One of his cool hands gently takes your elbow as another comes to rest on your back. Itâs at the moment you realise your shirt has ridden up. You canât help but tense at the touch, hoping the embarrassment doesnât show on your face. âJiheeâs taking a nap?â
Youâre grateful he chose to brush over the incident. âYeahâ yeah. Sheâs not much better, but sheâs not much worse. Itâs just a simple cold, so she needs to sleep it off.â You chose to ignore the hand lingering on the small of your back, instead scooching back on your butt to distance yourself just a little bit. Heâs your employer, thereâs no way you can give in to your feelings.
But the couch seems to be against your plans, as when you try to pull the blankets off your feet you tumble into Seonghwaâs legs, knocking him down as you land on his firm chest. Your face is mere centimetres away from his and you freeze. âIââ you stammer out, Seonghwa equally as awkward.
âSorryââ He tries to sit up, but it just results in the blankets twisting tighter and pulling you two even closer together. You swear if you could hold your breath, you could feel and hear his heart beating. âAh, shit.â
You canât help but laugh a little at his profanity, not something youâve ever expected to hear from him. âWelcome back, Seonghwa.â
Seognhwaâs eyes widen, his blush deepens, and his head snaps away from you. Your brows furrow at the change in his features and you canât help but wonder if itâs from the proximity, or if itâs the proximity to you specifically. âAh. Letâs get out of this, shall we?â he coughs. He carefully detangles himself from the pile and holds out a hand to you.
You grasp it, noting his firm grip and letting him pull you up. âThanks.â
âIâll drive you back to your apartment first since Jiheeâs asleep right now. It wonât take long.â While Seonghwaâs voice remains warm, his eyes move away from you.
Suddenly a guilty feeling pools in your stomach and you turn away as well, bending to pick up your sketchbook silently. âOf course.â The disappointment fills your head as you internally admonish yourself for even trying to entertain your fantasies of the older man.
But, to your surprise, a warm hand pats you on your shoulder. âYou are good at art, (Y/N). You should continue to pursue and practice it, even as just a hobby.â His words make you look up into his eyes and you see a sparkle behind them. âYouâre a talented person, and you should take advantage of it.â
âThank you, Seonghwa,â you smile at him again. âOnce again, I appreciate the kindness you offer me.â
Seonghwa chuckles, spinning the car keys as youâve quickly found out is his habit. â(Y/N), thank you for putting up with such an old man who can offer you nothing but kindness.â
You snort. âYouâre not even that old, you geezer.â In retaliation, Seonghwa leans over and pokes you in the forehead.
âOh, hush and let me take you home.â
-
Itâs been almost six months since that day and your feelings have only intensified. But this time, you swear perhaps he may be returning your feelings too. Sometimes you catch him looking at you with a gentle smile, and his hand on your shoulder lingers a little longer than you think. But then he talks to an employee on the phone and you remember how accomplished he is. Even if he wasnât much older than you, thereâs no way you would fit into his lifestyle.
And, like any self-respecting person would do, you start to avoid him. What else are you going to do? Tell him? Youâd be crazy to even entertain the thought. Thereâs no way he would even take you seriously.
These days youâve just been going to work, and heading straight home. Seonghwa barely has time to catch you, and youâve been plotting with Jihee to keep him away. She doesnât quite understand why, but itâs fun to her so sheâs happy to. Youâre pretty sure half your wallet has gone to sticker sheets. But no matter how many stickers youâve bought, it doesnât help Seonghwa from figuring out something is amiss.
Itâs your one day off and youâre spending it at home, lounging around and just watching movies while you sulk about your tangled feelings. Watching all these romantic movies doesnât help at all and you groan. Thereâs no way youâre going to act like a lonely teenager, you declare to yourself. Youâll go to a club! Maybe meet someone closer to your age and you wonât feel like a wet sock anymore.
Thatâs it, youâve convinced yourself. Youâll give yourself a night out. Suddenly inspired, you throw off the blankets covering you and start donning your nicest clothes. Thereâs a club you used to frequent in your college days, and you havenât been back since you got the new job. Itâd be nice to let loose again.
As the nighttime approaches, youâre almost all ready to go. You have your outfit and your makeup, and all you need is your shoes. Once you pick out your favourite pair of heels (comfy and not too high), you make your way down. You can feel the excitement pounding out of your chest and you canât wait to get the night started.
As you enter the club, your body immediately relaxes as you take in the atmosphere. Itâs been so long, youâre just excited to have fun. Get drunk, find a nice guy, and forget your problems. You down drink after drink, hyping yourself up, but as late night comes, nothing happens. With a sigh, you plunk down your last drink, feeling the buzz of the alcohol burn in your veins.
Nothing will happen tonight, and you just have to come to terms with it. You place down a couple of bills to pay off your tab, tip, and stumble out of the bar. Youâre plastered. You can hardly walk in a straight line and you lean against the cool brick for a minute, letting the sensation sober you up a bit as you do your best to call up a taxi.
But before you can do so, a hand creeps onto your bare waist and your head snaps up to see a man, no younger than fifty, leering at you. âUh, hi?â you slur out, your hands fiddling with your phone as you try and discreetly move to the phone app. You may be plastered, but youâre not a fool and you know what could happen in this situation.
Unfortunately, the old man seems to know what youâre trying and he grabs one of your wrists. âNow, pretty lady, take a break there. Why donât you come hang out with me for a bit?â His words are greasy and slimy, and you almost gag at the idea of what heâs insinuating. At least Seonghwa isnât triple your ageâŠand heâs hot.
âAh, no thanks,â you manage to push past him, pressing your most recent contact and holding the phone to your ear. âIâm a little uhâŠâ Youâre cut off when whoever you call starts speaking.
â(Y/N)? Why are you calling me? Itâs nine.â Seonghwaâs voice crackles through the receiver. âAre you okay?â
âAh, shit,â you groan, stumbling to your side and colliding with the wall. âSorry, I didnât mean to call you. Iâm just out andââ
Once again, the old man approaches you and pulls you back by the waist. âCome on, pretty. Get off the phone and pay attention to me.â
You shake your head and pull away again, moving even more down the street. âNo, no, Iâm notâ just leave me alone. I want to go home,â you say, shaking your head, still holding the phone to your face. âJustâŠI wanna go home.â
â(Y/N), are you okay? Where are you?â You can hear the worry in Seonghwaâs voice rise and a faint jingling of keys. âIâm going to get you. Wooyoungâs here so he can watch Jihee. Talk to me, (Y/N).â
âIâm at the club Desire. Or near it. I donât know.â Your head is muddled and no matter where you look, the street signs are blurring and the old man is still trying to get your attention. âI just want to go home,â you repeat, tears springing to your eyes. âI thought I told you to leave me alone!â
The old man growls at your tone, grabbing at you again. âDonât be stupid, child. You can come home with me and Iâll teach you how to be proper for a man like you.â His breath reeks of alcohol and bad breath and you instinctively slap him across the face. Surprised, he jerks back, and you take a couple of shaky steps back again.
âLeave me be! I donât want you near me.â
The old manâs eyes narrow at you and he takes one menacing step forward, his hand raising to strike you but you bring up your arms to block the slap, whimpering in pain when the hit lands and your phone clatters out of your hand. âYou insolent child!â Your eyes squeeze shut and you hope Seonghwa gets there soon.
-
Seonghwa has never driven so fast in his life. Heâs racing through the lights and he counts his lucky stars that theyâre all green and that the police arenât around right now. He can hear arguing coming from his phone and heâs calm enough knowing youâre at least still on the phone. But then he hears a noise and what he assumes to be your phone falling on the ground. âFuck,â he mutters to himself. âPlease, please be okay, (Y/N).â
Stepping on the gas, he roars around the corner to the club you mentioned, praying youâre still there. As he gets out, heâs looking around but canât seem to find you. â(Y/N)?â he calls out. âWhere are you?â
He races down the street to find you pinned against the wall, your hands attempting to push an old geezer away and he sees red. He marches right up, grabbing his arm and pulling him away from your shaking figure. âFuck off,â he growls in his face, delighting in the fear that moves across his face. âDonât let me catch you near this place again. Now fuck off!â
He practically throws the old man to his knees before turning and cupping your face. âSeonghwa,â you practically sob. He can still see the drunken haze in your eyes but itâs almost completely cleared up now and his brow furrows even more.
âCome on, Iâm taking you home.â He pulls you along and you do your best to keep up with him in your inebriated state. âI canât believe you would do this! Have you no sense of security? Why didnât you get anyone to come with you? Why would you call a taxi outside of the establishment?â
He still opens the car door for you and you slide immediately in, eyes staring wide at the pristine dashboard. He slides in and puts the car in the ignition before sitting back and groaning in frustration. âI hope youâre ready to talk as soon as we get inside,â he gripes. âI still am so shocked, (Y/N). You act so mature about Jihee, but what happened then? You couldâve been hurtâŠno, you were hurt!â
He continues his rant driving up to your street, ushering you into the elevator and into your place. âDo you know how my heart dropped when I saw you struggling? I donât want to see you hurt. You need to take care of yourself.â
As he yells at you, his eyes rake over you to see if youâre injured any further, but something else stops him and the words die in his throat. Youâre wearing a sheer shirt, your lacy bra underneath just showing off your chest. Your leather skirt has ridden up your thighs and your eyes fill with unshed tears. And something burns in his brain.
Itâs been months since he hired you, and with each passing day, he finds himself more and more attracted to you. He berated himself every time these unwanted thoughts popped into his head. Sure, youâre sweet, good with kids, and are passionate about what you care about. But youâre also so young. You can do so much better than him, a single father with no prospects.
But seeing you like this, heat sparks in his gut and he leans in, his face mere inches away from yours. âWhen you wear things like that, it makes me want to rip them off you and do things even that creep couldnât even imagine,â his low voice pierces through your thoughts and your mouth gapes open.
âIâm okay with that,â you whisper, hand reaching out to brush against his chest, but Seonghwa blinks as he realises what he just tried to do, and he jerks back. Your eyes flash with hurt and Seonghwa would like to hit himself for doing that to you but he canât let you come onto him when youâre still drunk.
âIâ Iâm sorry,â you whisper, your hands reaching behind you to steady yourself on the wall. âI just felt so lonely. I wanted to be wanted.âÂ
Seonghwaâs breath stutters as he stares down into your wavering eyes. âIââ He wants you so bad. But he canât bring himself to say it. Not when youâre drunk. âGo to bed. Weâll talk in the morning.â
He turns away and hears your disappointed sigh alongside your footsteps trudging to your bedroom. With a groan, he sits on the couch with his head in his hands. He wants to reassure you, but he canât help but feel guilty about it. But heâs still straining in his pants and after locating your bathroom, he sits on the shower bench, leaning against the cool tile and breathing in and out. With a groan, he unzips his pants and pulls out his half-hard cock. The feeling of regret rises but he pushes it down to his gut as he spits in his hand and presses his thumb against the head of his dick.
As he wraps his hand around his cock and pumps it, he canât help but close his eyes and imagine you. You with your mouth wrapped around his cock, with your hands gripping his thighs. You seated on his throbbing member, grinding your hips against him as you lean down to kiss him. He can feel his dick jump and he wonders what itâll feel like to fill you with his cum.
He lets out a broken moan as his grip turns tighter. His image of you would scratch your nails down his back. He can almost hear your little whines and breathy moans as your hips work over him. Youâd lean in and whisper into his mouth, âSeonghwa, fuck me hard,â andâ
Seonghwa sighs as he looks down at his cum-coated hand and the mix of shame and relief swirling around his brain. Maybe he should just go to sleep on the couch and hope he doesnât dream of you. As he washes his hand and goes to lie down, he can already feel a stress headache coming on. He hopes youâll at least fare better in the morning.
-
When you awaken, you have a throbbing pain in your head and you groan and roll out of bed. Youâve taken your club shirt off as well as your skirt, but your bra and underpants are still on. Youâre sure your makeup is smudged too and you have no clue how you got home but all you want is some coffee and oatmeal.
You trudge to the kitchen, rubbing your eyes from sleep. Thereâs a blanket fallen on the floor so you toss it onto the couch and head straight into the kitchen to start your coffee maker. As you lean against the counter and yawn.
â(Y/N), are you feeling better?â
A voice calls out from behind you and you shriek, whirling around to see a sleepy Seonghwa, blanket wrapped around him and his hair a mess. You shriek again, realising how little youâre clothed and duck behind the counter, your cheeks flaming and your heart beating faster than you ever thought it could.
âWhat are you doing here?â you force out, your voice tight.
âDoâŠdo you not remember last night at all?â You do remember most of what happened. He took you home, but thatâs about as far as you remember. And youâre not sure you want to know the rest of it. But youâre far too embarrassed to admit, so you put your acting skills to use. Youâre not sure you can handle the shame of a real conversation.
âWhat?â you ask, forcing your voice to pitch higher as you slowly stand back up, hands covering your chest. âI didnâtâ Oh my God, Iâm so sorry if I came onto you. I was drunk, I mustâve been out of my mind. Please accept my deepest apologies.â
You notice Seonghwaâs eyes trail down to your chest and then snap back up to your face as if heâs forcing himself to and he chokes out a breath. Despite the headache, your mouth twitches. Maybe youâre still a little out of it. âNo, nothing like that. I fetched you from the club because you called me to save you from a creep. Then I took you home and we slept.â
You sigh. âIâm glad. I do apologise for whatever my behaviour was. It was out of line and it wonât happen again. I understand if you want to let me goââ
âNo!â Seonghwaâs outburst surprises you and your eyes widen. The lack of clothes youâre wearing has been long forgotten and you move around the counter to stand in front of him. Seonghwa has the decency to look a little embarrassed at the volume of his voice. âSorry. I justâŠitâs like youâre a part of our family already. I care for you just as much as I care for Jihee.â
Ah. He thinks of you like a child. Your suspicions were right. You turn slightly to face away from him, trying to keep the disappointment out of your voice. âI see. Well, I appreciate that. Itâs nice to have a second family,â you chuckle, internally beating yourself up. How could you even entertain the thought of the two of you being together? âLet me change, and Iâll walk you out.â
As you return to your room, you finally let your heart sink as tears brim in your eyes. You hastily wipe them away as you rummage in the pile of clothes on your bed for something fairly appropriate to wear. First, you make a fool of yourself in front of Seonghwa, and then your crush is unfounded. You canât seem to catch a break.
With a sigh, you pull on some shorts and a large shirt before heading back out. âHey, (Y/N), could we talk first?â Seonghwa asks, still standing in between the kitchen and the living room as his eyes flit around nervously.
After some hesitation, you finally find your voice. âSure? Whatâs up? You can sit on the couch if you want.â
Seonghwa takes a seat, hiking up his sweatpants and you move to the floor across the little coffee table. âLast nightâŠyou told me something.â Oh no. This is it. You bite your lower lip and look down, awaiting his next words. âUh. So. You think you came onto me, right? Well. It was. Uh. It may have been me.â
You blink at him foolishly as your brain tries to wrap itself around your head. âYou what?â
Seonghwa raises his hands and lowers his head ashamedly. âLet me explain, please. I saw you outside with that horrid excuse of a human and something in me snapped. I just wanted to protect you and I brought you home. But seeing you in that outfit? It just made me want you. And I told you. And you reciprocated. At least, you tried to.â He chuckles a little to himself, bringing up his hand to grip at his hair. âI told you we would talk in the morning. But one thing you said stuck with me. You wanted to be wanted. And all night Iâve been thinking about it. (Y/N), you were drunk. But you werenât that drunk. Something you said had truth to it. Please. For my own sanity, tell me how you feel about me. Please.â
His voice cracks at the last syllable and something in your heart hurts at the sound. âSeonghwa IâŠI do care for you. More than I should. Youâve shown me unbendable compassion and youâve never taken my words or myself for grantedâŠor treated me like a child. Against my better judgment, Iâve fallen for you.â You sigh, tightening your fists. âIâve been hating myself for the better part of six months because of it. You were so much better than me. In job, in maturity. What was I supposed to do? I went to the club to forget you, but it appears that didnât work.â
Seonghwa stands quickly, shuffling over to kneel in front of you. âHow could you think such a thing? Me better than you? Donât make me laugh. I may be older than you, and yes, I have a better-paying job. But in the end, how could you compare? Youâre amazing with Jihee. Youâve managed to teach her in ways I could hardly hope to imagine. And just because I have a higher wage doesnât mean your job is less important. I wasnât lying when I said it felt like you were already part of the family.â
âYou told me you thought of me like Jihee,â you argue, and Seonghwa laughs, leaning forward to take your hands.
âI said I care for you as much as I care for Jihee. Not in the same way, (Y/N).â Seonghwa smiles kindly. âI know if this does happen weâll need to put a lot of care into this, but if youâll have me, Iâd like to be with you.â
Youâre not sure whether this is a dream or not, staring up at Seonghwa with wide eyes. Youâd be a fool if you said no, but the worries in your head wonât seem to cease. Taking a deep breath, you push them aside and smile up at him. âIâll have you, Seonghwa.â
As soon as the words fall out of your mouth you can see Seonghwaâs eyes crinkle as he smiles and leans in, his nose almost touching yours. âMay I kiss you?â he murmurs in his deep voice, and instead of gracing him with a reply, you meet him in a soft kiss.
His large hands cup your face as he deepens the kiss, and his thumbs brush against your cheekbones. âYouâre so pretty,â he hums, pressing a multitude of pecks to your lips. âLast night I was so conflicted. Seeing you like that made me almost go insane.â
An idea sparks in your brain, and a smile widens on your face. Your fingers crawl up his shoulders to rest your arms on them. âHow insane?â you ask, and Seonghwaâs eyes darken.
âIâll show you,â he grows before capturing your lips with his once again. This time his arms shift to wrap around your waist and he pulls you closer until youâre practically pressed against his body. You squeak at the sudden movement but itâs swallowed by the kiss.
He pulls you onto his lap and you can feel the growing hardness in his slacks. You wriggle your hips a little, grinding down, and the moan that Seonghwa lets out is heaven to your ears. âFuck, (Y/N). Youâre so pretty,â he repeats, burying his face in your neck and nipping at the sensitive skin.
You whine at the pain blooming into pleasure and your hands fist into his hair. Your precious sounds get to Seonghwa and he groans, moving your legs to wrap around his waist and he hoists you up and brings you over to the couch. âYour noises are so pretty, baby,â Seonghwa groans into your mouth. âCanât wait to hear them when youâre wrapped around my cock.â
âPleaseââ is all you can muster out and your whines only serve to make Seonghwaâs cock harder in his pants.
With a groan, he pats your ass, motioning for you to move up. As soon as your hips lift, he grabs the waistband of your shorts and pulls them down to your knees, leaving your underwear and shirt on. In the same motion, he shoves his slacks and boxers down just far enough to let his cock spring free.
âSeonghwaââ you whine and something in Seonghwaâs stomach burns at the idea of you crying on his throbbing dick. He sits back, guiding you to sit right above his cock as he moves it to rub against your soaked underwear. Every time the angry-red tip of it brushes against your clit you let out breathy moans and it only serves to make Seonghwa impossibly harder.
âFuck, I canât wait any longer,â Seonghwa breathes, his free hand coming up to brush against your face. A smile blooms on your face as you bend to kiss him again.
âThen donât.â
Something flips in Seonghwaâs brain and he lifts you, pushes your underwear to the side, and lets his cock press into you slowly. The both of you throw your head back and groan loudly at the feeling of him slowly filling you up. Heâs not the biggest youâve had but that doesnât matter as the sting of the stretch is enough to make you drool. You can hardly speak as you whine nonsense into his ear and let your head drop to the crook of his neck.
âYou fit around me so well,â Seonghwa praises, his head spinning at the feeling of finally fucking you the way he dreamed of. It was only yesterday he was fucking into his hand at the thought of you and here he is, only a few hours later, his painfully hard member inside of you. âLook at you, a mess for me. Bet youâve never been with an older man before. Do I make you feel good, baby?â
You clench at his words. âFuck, yes, the best Iâve had,â you babble, squirming at the already overwhelming feeling. âYouâre so good to me.â
Seonghwa laughs delightedly at how gone you seem to be not five minutes in. âSo precious, especially for me, (Y/N). Sitting on my dick so prettily.â He gives a little experimental thrust upwards and you gasp. The noises you make are so addictive, he canât help but do it again. And again.
Youâre panting, moaning as he fills you up so deliciously and your hands grip at his now-wrinkled dress shirt. His cool hands slide up your baggy shirt to shove up your bra and cup your boobs. The weight of them sitting in his hands makes him groan as he leans in to mouth at them through your shirt.
âBeen dreaming about these tits since last night. Jerked off in the bathroom after seeing you, you know?â Your eyes widen at the admission and Seonghwa smirks at how embarrassed you look. âWanted you so bad and you thought I wouldnât like you in that way? Youâre so cute, (Y/N).â He punctuates each word with one thrust after another.
The feeling of his dick pumping into you as well as Seonghwaâs teeth scraping against the soft flesh of your tits makes you so overwhelmed. Itâs almost embarrassing how close you are already, and Seonghwa knows it, chucking up at you from between your chest. âAw, baby, youâre so far gone. Am I that good?â
You cry out and sink your teeth into the junction of his shoulder and neck. Youâre trying so hard to keep your noises down but Seonghwa isnât having any of that. His hand finds its way to your hair, gently tugging on it until your head falls back, exposing the column of your neck.
As his warm breath ghosts over it, you stiffen, and when he moves up from your chest to lick a stripe up it and nip at your earlobe, you come with a groan. Your hips are shaking from the intensity of it but his thrusts donât stop and soon youâre whining from the overstimulation.
And he still hasnât come.
âFuck, Seonghwa, itâs so much,â you groan, mouth hanging open. Seonghwa greedily swoops in to capture your lips once more, licking into your mouth as his thrusts become more and more erratic.
His dick twitches and he groans. âWhere do you want me? Iâm clean,â Seonghwa mumbles into your mouth.
You shift your hips a little. âIâm clean too and on the pill, so itâs on you. I donât care, I just want you, Hwa.â
Your words spark something in Seonghwa and he thrusts upwards, once, and his cum starts filling you. Itâs searingly hot, settling deep in your gut and you throw your head back and moan so goddamn loud. His throbbing cock is twitching like crazy and itâs still pumping cum into you. Seonghwaâs hand slides down your body to tweak at your nipples, thumb over your flesh, and finally come to rub little circles into your clit.
You gasp and it feels like youâre touching heaven from the extra stimulation. âGonna fill you up so well,â Seonghwa groans. âDo you think Jihee would like a sibling?âÂ
Your thoughts all blur together at his sentence and you come again with a groan. Your cunt squeezes around him so deliciously and a sob breaks its way out of your throat, one that Seonghwa eagerly swallows as he kisses you again.
His thrusts start to slow down and you slowly pull off his now-softening dick and settle back down on his lap. His hands push his leaking cum back into your pulsating pussy and you sigh at the feeling.
âWell, that was quite the escalation,â Seonghwa laughs quietly as he pulls both your and his pants back up and wraps his arms around you in a tight embrace. His hand pats your butt and you squirm and slap his chest softly.
âYouâre lucky Iâm on the pill.â You roll your eyes good-naturedly and Seonghwa hums, capturing your lips in his yet again. He canât get enough of your plush lips and youâre not complaining at all.
âIâm lucky to have you, period,â he sighs happily. âThank you for giving me a chance.â
You smile and sit up, ignoring the whines that come out of Seonghwaâs mouth at the lack of contact. âWell, I couldnât let you be a lonely old man,â you tease and Seonghwa smacks your ass again.
âCan old man do what I just did?â Youâre suddenly lying on your back with Seonghwa hovering over you, a crooked smile growing on his face. âOr do you need another demonstration?â
You smile and throw your arms around his shoulders and pull him closer. âI donât know, sir, maybe you should show me once more.â
With a nip to your lips, Seonghwa leans in and your eyes crinkle at the promise of whatâs to come.
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i hope this is how to send a request cuz this is my first time requesting anything. but i wanted to ask if you could do a story of spencer x reader of when he comes back home from prison in season 12? i don't know if i want it to be girlfriend and boyfriend or if they're married i don't really know, sorry. but i don't really mind either way. hope you can write something like this, thank you :))) <333
tysm for trusting me with your first request and sorry this took so long, it's also kind of rushed and I'm not too confident with it but I hope you like it <3
Home is whenever Iâm with you
Category: angst, hurt, comfort, gn reader ~1.7k words
Heâs back. Your boyfriend is back. There's a tangle of nerves in the pit of your stomach at the mere thought of seeing him again, especially after all thatâs happened. You get to hug him, to kiss him, to feel the softness of his thick, beautiful hair under your fingers again.
But not now. His mother is missing. Those are the words Emily spoke to you over the phone after she called to let you know heâs released. Itâs ironic, to hear such wonderful news just to be followed by something so disheartening. And the guilt creeps in, that nagging feeling that maybe, just maybe, if you had gone to visit his mom as planned, this nightmare could've been avoided.
âDo not blame yourself,â Emily adds, her voice is a lifeline in the chaos of emotions. It's as if she can read your thoughts, know exactly what you're feeling without you saying a word. âJust stay where you are, okay? I've got agents keeping an eye on your building. I'll keep you updated."
You're left with no choice but to accept. Your boyfriend may be back, but you still canât see him.
And you get it. His mom comes first, always has, and always will. A child's love for their parents is unbreakable, and if you were in his shoes, you'd move heaven and earth to keep your parents safe. So, naturally, you do what any loving and supportive girlfriend would doâyou wait.
And wait. And wait. And wait. Each passing second stretches into agonizing minutes, and those minutes drag on into long, uncertain hours. One skipped meal turns into two, and suddenly, you're lying in bed in the dead of night with an empty stomach. You know you should take care of yourself, but your mind is fixated on him.
What is he doing? Has he eaten anything? Is he taking breaks at all? Has he managed to get any sleep? And most importantly, has there been any news about his mom?Â
Your mind is racing, flooded with countless unanswered questions. You try to find comfort in sleep, but every ring of your phone feels like a cruel interruption, each time hoping it's himâor at least a word from his friends. But it's always a disappointment, just meaningless notifications and distant messages from your friends about mundane plans.
Eventually, exhaustion overtakes you, but your sleep is restless, it's as if your mind refuses to grant you a moment of respite. Then, in the quiet hours of the night, at two in the morning, you're jolted awake by the familiar sound of a new message on your phone.
His mom is safe.
A sigh of relief escapes you, almost audible in the silence. You type out a response to Emily with trembling hands.
Thatâs good to hear. Is he fine?
Not great, but he's managing.
That's all you need to hear. His mom is safe, and though he's not doing great, he's managing well enough. With a weight lifted off your shoulders, you finally allow yourself to relax. At least now you can drift back into sleep knowing that he's partially okay.
You wake up again later that night by a rapid knocking. At first, you try to brush it off as just noise from the neighbors, but as you slowly come to your senses, you realize it's coming from your apartment.
Half-worried and half-curious, you reluctantly peel yourself from the comfort of your bed, your mind racing with possibilities as you approach the door. When you glance through the peephole, you're met with a sight that instantly jolts you awake. Without a second thought, you fumble with the lock and swing the door open.
And there your boyfriend stands, but he's a far cry from the man you remember. His hair is wild and unkempt, and his eyes, usually bright and lively, are now dull and tired, shadowed by exhaustion. He's dressed in his usual suit and tie, a combination you've always admired for its professional and polished look. But today, his shirt is half-tucked, half-untucked, and his tie hangs loosely around his neck
âSpence, what are youââ
Before you can finish, he bursts through the door, wrapping his arms tightly around you.
"I'm sorry," he breaks, his voice strained with emotion. "IâI wanted to come here as fast as I canâ"
âHey, hey, itâs alright.â You wrap your arms around his waist and take in a deep breath. Despite his disheveled appearance, he smells exactly as you rememberâwarm, familiar, like home. âItâs all good, honey, I donât mind.âÂ
âItâs not alright. I shouldâve answered your callsââ
âSpencer, itâs okay,â you interrupt gently, running your fingers soothingly down his back. âAfter all the time youâve been away, a few more hours hardly matter.â
âWell, it should matter,â he mumbles against your skin, his voice muffled as he buries himself in the crook of your neck. âI shouldnât have left you like this.â
You hold him tighter, feeling his weight against you, his breath warm against your skin. âShh,â you murmur, rubbing his back in comforting circles. âYouâre here now, thatâs all that matters.â
He nods against your neck, his grip on you tightening as if he's afraid to let go.
âHowâs your mom?â
He lifts his head slightly, meeting your gaze with tired eyes. âSheâs... sheâs okay,â he replies. âWe found her. Sheâs safe now.â
You exhale a breath you didnât realize you were holding, relief flooding through you. âIâm glad to hear that,â you say, cupping his cheek gently. âAre you okay?â
He hesitates for a moment as if considering the question carefully. âIâm fine, just⊠tired.â
Your fingers traced the lines of exhaustion etched on his face. âLetâs get you inside and comfortable, okay?â
He nods, and you usher him inside, relief flooding through you as you close the door behind you. Your fingers naturally intertwine with his as you guide him towards your bedroom.
âDo you want anything? Water, food?â
He shakes his head, falling into step with you. âMaybe later,â he murmurs, squeezing your hand. âHow have you been?â
"Well," you begin, your voice filled with warmth. "'I've been keeping busy while you're gone.â
You lead him to the edge of the bed, sitting him down while you stand between his legs, your eyes meeting his tired gaze. "Work has been... work," you say with a small smile, trying to lighten the mood. âAnd I managed to put up the shelf I bought online. Look.â
You gesture towards the bookshelf nestled in the corner of the room and he follows your gaze. âYou did that all by yourself?â
"Yeah, I did," you reply, your smile widening. "It wasn't easy without having you constantly nagging me how to do it, but I figured it out."
He nods, a hint of regret shadowing his features. âI'm sorry I wasn't here to help you.â
You shake your head, moving closer to him and placing a comforting hand on his cheek. "Donât apologize.â
He leans into your touch, his gaze meeting yours with a vulnerability that tugs at your heartstrings. His eyes, wide and brown, look up at you, and you canât help but compare him to a puppyâsad, yet undeniably endearing, with an innocence that melts your heart. You brush a thumb gently across his cheek, noting the subtle change in his appearance.
âYou grew out your facial hair.â
A faint blush colors his cheeks as he shifts under your gaze. "Yeah, I guess I did," he replies, his voice tinged with self-consciousness.Â
You can't help but smile at his bashfulness. "I like it," you assure him. "It suits you."
âReally?â
âItâs growing on me.â
His expression softens at your words, a warmth spreading through his tired features. "Maybe I'll keep it.âÂ
You nod in agreement, a smile playing on your lips as he wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer. He sighs contentedly as he leans into your chest, and you gently stroke his hair, soothing him with your touch.
"It's good to be back," he murmurs, his voice muffled against your shirt.
"It's good having you back," you reply softly, brushing a strand of his hair away from his face.
âI thought I was never going to see you again.â
"Why would you think that?â
He hesitates for a moment. "After everything that happened... I wasn't sure if I'd make it back to you.â
You gently tilt his chin up, meeting his gaze. "I'm so sorry you had to go through that.â
His eyes glisten with unshed tears as he nods, his vulnerability laid bare. "I was also afraid that I might lose you,â he adds. âI was afraid youâd get tired of waiting for me.â
âOh, honeyâŠâ
âEveryone I care for always leaves, sooner or later. And I canât bear the thought⊠the thought of not coming home without you in my life,â he admits, his voice trembling with emotion and you feel a lump form in your throat as you listen. "I feel⊠so different right now. I donât feel like my usual self, and I-I was afraid you wouldnât like this version of me.â
You pull back slightly, cupping his face in your hands, your gaze locked with his. "I would never think any less of you.â
He sniffs, and that's when you notice a tear escaping down his cheek. Your heart aches even more. âI might not be the same person you last saw me.â
You shake your head, brushing away his tears with your thumb. "It doesn't matter," you reply earnestly. âYou're still the person I fell in love with, and nothing will ever change that.â
He looks at you in disbelief, as if he can't quite comprehend how you could love him so unconditionally. "How can you be so sure?"
"Because I see you," you reply. "Beyond the surface, beyond the changes, I see who you areâthe kindness, the strength, the love that has always been a part of you. And that's something that remains unchanged, no matter what."
He exhales softly, his features softening as he absorbs your words. But you arenât finished, not until he realizes how worthy of love he is.
âYouâre still the man who loves silly magic tricks, youâre still the man who asks for jello every time we have dessert,â you tease, a gentle smile tugging at the corners of your lips. He cracks a small smile at your playful words. âYouâre still the man who loves books, who loves learning. You're still the man who loves helping other people.â
You lean closer, your breath mingling with his as your lips almost touch.
âAnd Iâll be the one to love every version of you,â you whisper. âThe person you were, the person you are, and the person you're becoming.â
He grips your hips and pulls you closer. Without a word, you understand what he needs, what he's asking for, and you close the distance between you, your lips brushing against his.
You never truly understand the meaning of bittersweet until this very moment. His tears carry the saltiness of sorrow, but his lips offer a sweetness that lingers on your tongue. You feel the weight of his pain, the heaviness of his grief, yet you also sense a comforting warmth in the way his lips move gently against yours.
You can feel his uncertainty, and itâs clear that getting back into his old routine won't be easy after everything he's been through. But youâre here for him and you're willing to support him in any way you can.
Because heâs back. Your boyfriend is back. You can hardly believe you get to hug him, kiss him, and run your fingers through his thick, beautiful hair once more. You canât believe you get to hold him again in your arms, and you hope to do so for a very long time.
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Oblivious - A. Hotchner x Reader
Request:Â Hotch x bau reader where hotch has feelings but reader is completely oblivious?Â
Word count: 2kÂ
A/N: this is a rewrite of a fic from like 5 years ago, if you want to check out the original here to see how much has changed. Feel free to leave requests! PLEASE LEAVE FEEDBACK IN COMMENTS OR ASKS PLS i need to know if I'm still writing like I'm 14 đ.
The line. There was always a line. A line between good and evil. A line between love and hate. A line between professional and personal. That was a line you loved to flirt with, to teeter on, to play with like it was your favorite toy. Of course, you shouldn't be flirting with your boss, but when he was stood there, in that suit that highlights his shoulders and his wrists and his thighs and oh god...Â
â(Y/N)?â And the way your name came from his lips was like heaven on earth right there. â(Y/N)?â What? A hand lightly brushed against your shoulder as he moved his head to be in eyeline with you. Slight concern in them as he gave you a small smile, sending electric through your body and thoroughly grounding you to earth.Â
âYes, I'm sorry, I'm just... tired.â You tried to look anywhere but his eyes as you so desperately tried to cover the train of thought that had your skin buzzing and your heart racing. You glanced at his hand on your shoulder as he took it away, wanting to whine at the loss of contact. Â
Flirting with your boss was your own self sabotage. But you relished it every time. Every touch he missed. Every glance he didn't see. Every time your heart rate sped up as you saw him leave his office. He didn't notice any of it. And it made you want him all that much more. You should've been glad. Ecstatic even. Because once he realized you liked him, in a way he didn't like you, in a way no subordinate should ever like their boss. That line would be crossed. And no amount of âI'm sorryâ or âlet's forget about itâ could undo it.Â
Morgan and JJ stood a length away, taking in the scene in front of them. You, absentmindedly playing with your hair, a sign of flirting. And him, fiddling with his hands as he looked into your eyes whilst you spoke.Â
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âDo you think theyâll ever notice the other is so head over heels for them?â JJ stated, watching you two with a look that's usually only reserved for Henry when he doesn't understand what he did wrong, or when Emily is openly talking about someone right behind her. A grimace more like.Â
âNope.â He started, popping the âpâ. âThey've been doing this dance for too long; I'm starting to think it's never gonna happen.â He tutted and tried to take his eyes off... whatever was happening over there.Â
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âYou look nice today, by the way. You do every day, but you know.â His attempt at flattery didn't go amiss as you smiled bashfully.Â
âThank you, so do you. I enjoy this side of you much more, the happier side. Is this some new technique to raise team morale?â You quirked an eyebrow as you smiled at him, desperately trying to quell the faint blush on your cheeks.Â
His smile faltered slightly. Right. The team. It's been years since he flirted with anyone and clearly, he must be doing something wrong if you're thinking of him and the team. Every day he saw you. And every day he just wanted to throw caution to the wind and hold your hand, touch your face, stroke your hair. Feel you. Gently. Fully. Months. Months of slight flirts and fleeting touches and he feels no closer to being with you now than when you first joined the team. How one of his best profilers could miss something that was right there, he would never know. He was sure he was getting to the point where he looked pathetic. Rossi had even mentioned it to him, a late night in his office over a bottle of scotch. âI'm starting to question your profiling skills Aaron, if you two could see what everyone else sees, you'd know there's no question about what happens next with you twoâ. But here he was, trying his best to put his heart on his sleeve, and even that wasn't working. Or maybe it was, and you knew, and you were simply saving him the embarrassment of rejection.Â
A cough broke him away from his thoughts. He looked at you as you nodded your head towards your nosy team members, who stood absentmindedly watching the two of you. He copied your cough and looked pointedly at his team.Â
âBack to work.â He said firmly, turning to touch your arm and give you a small smile before returning to his office. Your cheeks heated as you stared at the spot on your arm, slowly walking back to your desk. You sat in your chair, thoughts going a mile a minute and you sighed, pulling your files closer.Â
âOh, Hotch your just so dreamy!â Morgan lays his hand dramatically on his forehead, attempting to mock you.Â
âOh (Y/N), you look absolutely ravishing today.â Emily came over to join in the teasing, doing her best Hotch impression.Â
âWhat are you two idiots yapping about?â You looked up at the scene, laughing inwardly at their antics.Â
âCmon, Hotch is so into you!â Came from JJ as she giggled softly. âAnd I'm willing to bet the feeling is reciprocated.â She tugged at your cheek, pointing out the obvious blush dusting them.Â
âOkay, weâre all bullying me, stay mad.â You tried to joke but they all gave you pointed glares like you were the stupidest person in the world. âHe is not into me! He just wants someone in this office to actually do their work.â You giggled before pulling all your files together. You pushed your chair back and stood up to deliver your files for the day.Â
âKeep telling yourself that, Sugar!â Derek shouted as you walked away, receiving an unceremonious middle finger in response.Â
You jogged up the stairs to Hotch's office, raising your hand to knock on the door, finding it already open. Your heart hummed against your chest at the thought of him hearing the âworkplace gossipâ. Well, can it really be gossip if it's true?Â
âI have the files you wanted.â You held them close to your chest as you absentmindedly played with the small pieces of paper sticking out. The tension in the office was palpable. The same tension that hung over you when you looked a little too long, or smiled a little too brightly. Â
His head snapped up at your voice and he broke out into one of those very rare Aaron Hotchner smiles TM. âYou can just put them there.â He pointed to his desk, trying to shield his face that sported the same bright pink as you. As you approached, he begged to every god on earth you couldn't hear his heartbeat threatening to break out of his ribs. There was a beat of silence as you put the files down. You knew you shouldn't linger, but you couldn't help it. Youd do everything in your power to look at him a second longer each time he leaves. He looks up at you. He really looks at you. Eyes so bright whilst still working a job like this. Plump lips being gently bitten between your teeth. That conversation, outside. A conversation he never should've heard. This was his in.Â
âThey are right you know.â Your head lifted gently, taking you away from whatever thoughts lingered. Your eyebrows knitted together as a nervous smile and quizzical look painted your face. He stood and moved around his desk toward you. âi am âso into youâ.â He tried his best to keep his earth shattering confession as light hearted as he could, rolling his eyes a little at the end of his sentence. He sucked in a breath as your face didnt move an inch from the shocked look plastered on it. God. This was the worst idea ever. He could already feel the anxiety and the nervousness and the everything, trying to claw its way out of his throat. His usual stoic look must have faltered, as he felt you lay your hand on his arm, breaking through his layer of despair.Â
âHotch.â Your eyes softened as you looked at him, and your eyes closed lightly, a blush spreading on your cheeks. It felt like this wave of emotion had hit you and you just wanted to cry. The line. It had been crossed, and it was so utterly terrifying, and felt so fucking amazing.Â
He had obviously mistaken your soft tone as one of pity, of rejection. He stuttered slightly and turned his back to you, flushing deeply. He babbled, about how âsorryâ he was, and how we should âjust forget he said anythingâ. God, he had taken risks in his life, but this was possibly the most, stupid, miscalculated, inconcieve-Â
âHotch!â Your raised voice broke him out of his spiral as he turned to face you once more. You moved toward him and lightly pushed a stray hair from his forehead. He so desperately wanted to lean into your touch. âWhatever is going on in that pretty little head of yours, at least let me finish what i was saying.â He shook his head lightly, like he was trying to shake his thoughts away, as he gazed into your eyes for the first time since his confession. âI'm totally into you too.â You mirrored his earlier words with a slight giggle. And just like that, a wave of emotion erupted in him. He breathed deeply, not realizing he was depriving himself of air waiting for your answer. Â
He moved to softly run his thumb over your cheek as he gazed at you lovingly. âI've been wanting to tell you for so long. I tried flirting but I figured I just wasn't very good because you hadn't realized.âÂ
âStop. I've been doing the same thing!â You gently dropped your head to his chest, laughing incredulously at the stupidity, that two very intelligent profilers had missed all of this. So oblivious. Both wrapped in their own little world of desperate pining. Â
âHow about i take you on a date? I could definitely use some time away from this office.â He lifted your chin gently, so you were looking into his eyes.Â
âI couldnt think of anything betterâ You gazed at him, happiness threatening to burst your heart into two.Â
BonusÂ
Through the large office window, the 5 profilers stood, huddled around your desk, staring intently, like it was the finale of their favorite rom-com. They all sighed a huge breath as they saw you lay your head on Aaron's chest, all turning to eachother with the most shit-eating-grins.Â
âI think, Reid and Morgan owe me 20 bucks.â Rossi smirked as JJ and Emily burst into laughter. Morgan hit himself on the cheek playfully with a little âouchâ before rooting through his pocket for a 20. Reid had tried to argue âas Hotch's best friend, of course you'd understand him the bestâ But it was to no avail, as Rossi just stuck his hand out and gave him an unconvinced look. He sighed and rooted through his pockets. Â
After much laughter and gossip, they all turned back to see you placing a chaste kiss on his cheek and hurrying out of his office. They caught him lifting a hand to where you had kissed. Upon realizing his blinds were open, he promptly shut them, trying his best to plaster his intimidating look back on his face. You stopped at the top of the stairs as you realized all eyes were on you. You coughed and tried to indignantly hide the blush that coated your cheeks. Â
âBack to work.âÂ
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Hiii is it alright if I request for a College!Camgirl!Ellie x college!reader? Could I also have a specific đ tag for when I ask things đđ?
PS: I love your work so fucking much, on my knees for them đđđ»
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àȘâ⎠yes angel!! thank you <3 sorry this took so long btw!! lowkey had a bender over spring break and didnât write đ«Ł
warnings: 18+, squirting, pet names, service top!ellie, camgirl!ellie, consensual video recording. photo credits to @ellies.galaxy on tiktok!
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âyou can take it baby. know my girl can.â the auburn haired girl whispered, while guiding your hips to sink fully down on her brand new strap on that sits erect on her pale lap. the aforementioned 8 inch, lavender toy was generously gifted by one of her followers, with a message attached that simply said âto break her in.â
since moving in with ellie, youâve gradually learned so much about herâŠ.possibly more than a roommate should. first, it was her adorable obsession with vintage video games, then the way she brings home little rocks and treasures she finds on the walk to class, thenâŠit was finding her nude in front of a camera with your âmissingâ thong smothering her face.
but, you couldnât possibly resist helping her, huh?
the video garnered tons, TONS of donations, likes, and subscriptions. her followers loved that it wasnât a staged âgetting caughtâ cliche, and that you fully indulged in her perverse energy. since then, sheâs gotten lots of requests to keep you around in her videos, which you are more than happy to oblige.
the tip nudges against your cervix, a soft bulge appearing on your abdomen. as she shifts to zoom in on the precious sight, your long forgotten homework falls off the bed, papers sliding all across the floor.
âyâsee that? how sheâs fuckin swallowing me?â ellie asks the camera as she zooms in on the aforementioned âsheâ, being your fully stuffed cunt.
ïżŒâelsâŠplease moveâŠ.â you pant, digging your fingernails into her thighs as an anchor. âiâŠiâll doâŠ.any-thngâŠâ you whine desperately, dying to just rut into ellieâs hips on your own, but you know better. the first (and last) time you made that mistake, she tied you up with the vibrator on the highest setting for two hours, live-streaming the whole ordeal.
hey, at least she made over $500 off of it.
âshow em how you feel, angel.â ellie coos, thrusting in and out agonizingly slow, propping the camera up on her dresser, the perfect angle to capture your doe eyes rolling effortlessly into the back of your head.
âelsâŠ.ohmgdâŠplease harder!â
without a word, ellie gets the most intriguing smirk on her face, massaging her calloused fingers into your hips for a momentâŠ.then suddenly gripping onto them, bouncing you on her cock unrelentingly. screaming her name, your legs go numb. every time your trembling hands go to grip onto her waist for support, she nudges you off, growing wetter and wetter watching you unable to stabilize yourself. a thin white ring forms around the base of her cock, that she scrambles to grab the camera and zoom in on.
âlook at thatâŠfuck.â she reaches down and thumbs on your clit, causing you to buck down into her even harder, if thatâs possible at this point.
âgnaâŠgna cum elsâŠ.pleaseeeâŠâ you stare right into the camera, knowing that sheâs gonna replay that moment over and over again later just to see the pathetic desperation in your eyes, your perfect pout penetrating her every thought.
âgo ahead angel, cum all over this cock. show me how good it feels in you. howâŠ.howâŠgodâŠhow good i feel in you.â
those last words send you over the edge, collapsing into her while your entire body twitches. your tight, slick walls clench around the toy for the final time, her thumb on your clit encouraging you to drench ellieâs stomach and sheets.
âfuckâŠi got that shit on camera. youâre so goddamn hot.â she pans the camera down to her toned stomach, where your wetness is splattered. the euphoria hasnât worn off yet, your eyelids heavy, vision blurry as ellie smooths down your hair delicately, throwing the camera onto her chair and cradling your head into her lap.
âsuch a good girl fâmeâŠ..â
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As a famous singer, you find yourself at the same terrible party as Hozier, but you two decide to do something about it.
Pairing: fem reader x Hozier
Warnings: smut, dirty talk, p in v (protected) sex, fingering, 18+ MINORS DNI
Word Count: 3.2k
A/N: THANK YOU SO MUCH to everyone who waited for this one...I'm so sorry it took so long. Please enjoy, and remember, my inbox is open for requests!
This party sucked.
Somehow, at one of the biggest album release parties of the year, you found yourself bored out of your mind, sipping on a weak gin and tonic. Leaning against a corner wall, the bass of the music from the DJ vibrated through you as you watched other people dance â your bandmates were somewhere amongst them, but for whatever reason, you just werenât feeling it. Maybe you were just in a mood, maybe it was the music (one good song for every ten awful ones), but you sipped your drink, checking your phone every so often until it became a polite time to excuse yourself. You could already taste the revelry of getting back to your house before midnight â pajamas, Thai takeout, and scrolling aimlessly on your phone while Greyâs Anatomy reruns played in the background.
Suddenly, you saw a head bobbing around the others in the crowd â standing what seemed like almost a full foot above everyone else, his thick, curly hair pulled back in a half bun, he smiled and tilted his head to the music distractedly. Your breath hitched for a moment as you saw him â you had seen Hozier at countless red carpets and events in the past year it seemed, but he was also more handsome than the last time. He turned his head and your eyes locked, making you blush, and making him smile. He gently pressed a hand on someoneâs back to alert that he was making his way behind him.
As if the giant could ever go unnoticed.
âHi,â He said as he landed next to you, sipping from his drink. Something brown and in a rocks glass, one giant ice cube anchoring the liquid.
Of course.
âI feel like I needed to come over and speak to you â we seem to orbit each other at basically every red carpet this year.â He spoke, seemingly reading my mind. You smiled.
âThatâs funny â I was just thinking that.â
Hozier nodded and his eyes scanned the crowd before landing back at you. It was like he was staring into your soul. Extending a hand, he smiled, âItâs nice to finally meet you. Iâm ââ
âI know who you are,â You admitted, somewhat bashfully as you shook his hand. âIâm a big fan. Iâmââ
âI know who you are,â He echoed, a smirk playing on his lips mischievously, âIâm a big fan.â
You could feel your blush deepen as his smooth words washed over you. His accent was enough for you to want to drop your panties, and his smile was already sending your head upside down.
âYour âBest New Artistâ win was well deserved,â He continued. âYour album was one of my favorites this year. Selfishly, I hope you guys are working on another one.â
âWow, thank you,â You breathed, your heart thumping in your chest, âThat means a lot coming from one of like, the best lyricists of our generation.â
âAh,â Hozier waved his hand, bashful, âCome now.â
You cocked an eyebrow and smiled, âYouâre going to write something like âI'd be the voice that urged Orpheus when her body was found, I'd be the choiceless hope in grief, that drove him undergroundâ and not expect to be considered that?â
He simply shrugged and sipped his drink. He was blushing, embarrassed.
âThis album was also very good,â He changed the subject, speaking of the current album release party. He cleared his throat, âEven though this party sucks.â
You laughed and gently grabbed his forearm in agreement, âYes! What is that about?!â
âI think itâs the DJ,â He admitted, leaning into you, âThe guys releasing this album are buddies of mine, but Iâm starting to think if I need to end our friendship based on the DJ they picked for this party.â
âThe music heâs playing is making me feel old,â You admitted, âI donât know any of the songs, and I donât seem to really like it, either. Is this what our parents feel like when we were listening to Good Charlotte and Britney Spears?â
âNot mine. My mom loves Good Charlotte.â His eyes twinkled.
You laughed. Your eyes fell on your bandmates dancing to the music, obviously drunk off of the expensive beer being served at the open bar. You were acutely aware of Hozier standing next to you, his heat seemingly radiating.
âIs it an inappropriate time to tell you that I think you look beautiful tonight?â He asked, his breath warm on your ear as he leaned down to whisper it. Shivers were sent down your back as he spoke. You turned your head and looked at him, trying to play it cool with the smile that played on your lips.
âProbably not, considering how Iâve been thinking about how handsome you look since I saw you from across the room tonight.â You retorted, titling your head. He smiled and nodded, his eyes scanning the crowd.
âIâm reminded of your beauty every time I see you at events,â Hozier said, his hand finding the small of your back, âAnd, admittedly, every time I scroll your Instagram feed.â
You laughed, âHozier is my internet stalker, eh?â
âCan you blame me? That number you had on at the Grammyâs this year?â He made a face, whistling, âIt took every ounce of strength not to follow your account as soon as you were done presenting on stage.â
âDo you want to get out of here?â You asked, almost interrupting him. He seemed taken aback, so you tried to backtrack, âI meanâŠin a bit. We could go somewhere whereâŠthe DJ doesnât suck? After we finish our drinks.â
Hozier quickly chucked back the rest of his drink, putting the glass on the nearest table. âLetâs go.â He took your hand as you chugged the rest of yours as well, finding the spot next to his glass for yours.
He guided you through the party, his hand never leaving the small of your back. You felt heat rushing through you as you made your way to front door, and Hozier handed the valet his ticket. He turned to you.
âDid you drive here?â
You shook your head. âCar service.â
âGreat. We can take my car then.â
As the valet pulled up in a sleek Audi, Hozier thanked him and handed him a large bill as a tip. He waited until you were situated in your seat before he slid into the driverâs side, closing his door and pulling into traffic. Some sort of blues-y jazz was coming through the speakers softly.
âSo where are you kidnapping me to, Mr. Internet Stalker?â You teased, looking out the window at the lights of downtown L.A.
He smiled, âMy hotel,â His voice was a low purr. You exchanged a glance as he leaned his head forward, in explanation, âThe bar there is really nice. Live jazz band tonight. Itâs mellow.â
You nodded and smiled. As your heart raced, you were trying to calm yourself down, fiddling with the clasp on the purse in your lap. Hozierâs arm was resting on the console in between you, and every so often, his hand inched closer to you. By the time he pulled into the swanky hotel parking lot, his large hand was resting gently on your thigh.
Your stomach was in excited knots.
After another valet exchange, Hozier took your hand and led you inside the hotel. It was grand and beautiful â a $500/night type place. To the right of the entrance was a beautiful restaurant, speakeasy in style. As promised, a four-piece band was set up in the corner of the bar, playing soft tunes and creating the atmosphere of an underground jazz club.
âTold you,â Hozier said, raising his eyebrows playfully, âAnd the drinks are great as well. Had one before the release party.â
âItâs really nice.â You awkwardly agreed. Hozier stopped for a moment, his face unreadable. He stood before you.
âI also have a minibar upstairs in my room, if you want something to drink.â
âOh, that sounds much better.â The coil in your belly was itching to be sated, and you didnât know how much you could play this cat-and-mouse game of will they/wonât they. For a moment, a darkness of lust flickered in his eyes, but he simply smiled and took your hand, leading you to the elevator. He scanned his room card and pressed the button to the top floor.
The air in the elevator was thick, heavy. You both stood facing the door, saying nothing. As the doors open and he led you to his suite, your heartbeat doubled in time. Flicking the lights on, he shut the door behind you, placing the lock in itâs place.
It took all of 30 seconds before your bodies crashed together, teeth clacking and moans erupting.
Hozier grabbed you and pushed your floor length dress up so they he was able to wrap your legs around his waist as he carried you to the bed. Your arms snaked around his neck, fingers finding their way into his hair. You pulled back slightly, your breath ragged already.
âSo what the fuck do I call you?â You asked, breathlessly.
Confused, he looked at you, âWhat?â
âI need to know what Iâm saying when I scream your name laterâŠis it Hozier, or is it Andrew?â
He barked out a laugh and bit your lip, âAndrew. Andrew is fine.â He pressed his lips on yours again, dropping on top of you as he guided you to the bed. His large hands ran their way up and down your waist, palming at the skin on your body. He was moaning, grunting into the kiss, as your tongues danced together. You felt his hands leave your waist and slip your heels off, your toes already curling.
Andrew pulled away and slipped off the tweed suit jacket he was wearing. He looked down at you as he shook his head, a smile playing on his lips.
âSo fucking beautiful,â He murmured, pressing hot kisses down your neck. âSo fucking sexy. Every time I see you.â
You moaned and pressed your hips to him slightly, causing him to gasp lightly in surprise. He kissed down your neck, to your collarbone, gently slipping the thin straps of your dress off of your shoulders. Licking a stripe from your neck to just above your breasts, he smiled, looking at you.
âFuck,â You breathed, looking down at him. You watched as he stood, slipping off his shoes and socks next to the bed. He unbuttoned his dress shirt and slipped that off, revealing his thin, hairy chest. He was lean, built lithly but strong. Biting your lip, you stifled a moan. He was on you once again, pulling you into a kiss, his hand cradling the back of your neck. His other hand made quick work of the zipper on the back of your dress, and he shimmed it down, before sliding it off of you completely.
Revealing the intricateâŠshapewearâŠyou wore underneath.
For a moment, both of you stopped breathing, looking down at the ugly, functional corset that covered your body. Embarrassed, you pressed your lips together before looking back at Andrew. Suddenly, both of you were in hysterics.
âI really wish I was wearing some sexy lingerie right about now.â You said, throwing your head back and cackling. Andrew laughed and peppered kisses on your cheeks, shaking his head as he undid the shapewear and took that off as well.
âThat was brilliant,â He said, wiping a tear away from laughing, âWhat a fuckinâ reveal.â As he took it off, you were completely nude, your skin softly pressed against his fingers. He groaned as he took you in, âThatâs much better.â His voice was back to husky, low.
He kissed you once more before his fingers found their way to your clit, spreading your legs gently. He didnât take his eyes off of you as his fingers felt your wetness. Quickly, he inserted two fingers, pushing his long digits all the way in. You moaned and furrowed your brow as he didnât move for a moment, letting you adjust.
âYouâre so wet for me already, darlinâ.â He purred, his forehead on yours. You whimpered and nodded. He started to pump inside of you, his thumb rubbing circles on your clit. Immediately you started to squirm, which made me smile.
âJesus Christ, Andrew.â You said, your eyes flickering to his fingers moving in and out of you. Heat rose in you as you watched him, the pleasure evident on his face as he licked his lips. When your eyes found his again, you found him looking at you, and not his handiwork.
âI love seeing you like this,â He said plainly, âYouâre so beautiful when you squirm.â
He increased his speed, causing you to buck your hips. He nodded, his eyes twinkling, as he continued to pleasure you with his fingers. He leaned down to kiss you â a hot, open-mouthed kiss, with his tongue finding yours immediately. You moaned into it as he curved his fingers inside of you and took your bottom lip in his mouth, sucking gently. Pulling away, he dipped his head and moved his tongue to your hardened nipple, sucking on the bud as your body started to convulse under him.
The coil in your belly was tightening, and fast. Your hips started to buck faster, your wetness pooling out on to his fingers. You started to repeat his name like a prayer, and as you moved closer to the edge, your hand found its way into his hair again, tugging lightly.
âIâm close.â You whimpered.
âI know,â He smiled, moving his mouth to your ear, âCome for me. Be a good girl.â
You gasped slightly at his words as the coil snapped, bucking your hips one last time before your orgasm sent waves of pleasure through you. You moaned loudly, gripping the back of his head tightly as he bit down on your earlobe, never stopping his fingers inside of you.
âThatâs it,â He groaned, his voice raspy, âThatâs it, pretty girl. Give it all to me. Show me how pretty you are when you come for me.â
Your head swam and your heart raced, your eyes squeezed shut because you could focus. The pleasure that was spreading through you was warm, electric â it was one of the best orgasms you had ever had, and it was only with his fingers.
Jesus Fuckinâ Christ.
After a few moments, Andrew slipped his fingers out, causing you to open your eyes, your breath coming in heaving pants. He was smiling, obviously proud. Slowly, he licked his digits as he stood, moaning.
âJesus, you taste delicious.â He said, looking at you. He undid the button and zipper on his pants, the obvious tent of his arousal very evident before he slipped them off. Down came his pants and boxer briefs, his large member springing free, wet with precum. He made his way over to a duffle bag thrown on a chair in the corner of the room and rifled through it, finally emerging with a condom in between his fingers. Opening it quickly, he slid it on himself, pumping himself a few times as he walked back to the bed, his eyes never leaving yours.
âAre you ready?â He asked, straddling himself in front of you, continue to stroke himself.
âActually, if youâre not inside of me within the next few seconds I might lose my fucking mind.â You said, watching him. It was silly, but seeing him touch himself in front of you like that made him seem like a god. He smiled and crawled on top of you, slowly positioning himself at your entrance. As his tip teased your wet folds, you whimpered.
Finally, Andrew slid himself inside of you in a single thrust, his forehead finding yours again. Your moans filled the room, and as he started to pump inside of you, the familiar numb feeling of being filled spread throughout you.
âSo good,â You said, closing your eyes and pressing your head to the pillow, âSo, so good, Andrew.â
âThatâs it,â He said, his breath hitching, âWanna make you feel good. You make my cock feel so good.â He dipped his head in the crook of your neck as he started to slowly increase his pace, finding himself deeper inside of you. The sound of your wet skin slapping together filled the room, matched only by your breathy groans and his primal grunts.
âFuck!â You shrieked, Andrew finding a particular spot that made your vision fuzzy. Andrew tilted his head up to look at you and he smiled.
âYeah? Right there, darlinâ?â He asked. You nodded, your brows knitted together. His hand found your chin, holding it roughly, âYou like it when I fuck you right there?â You nodded again but he shook his head, âLemme hear you say it, baby.â He gently commanded.
âFuck. Yes, Andrew, right there!â You said, unable to take your eyes off of him. His eyes darkened as he continued to fuck you, his face flushing.
âMy name sounds so good on your lips.â He groaned, continuing to pump in you. Sweat was beading on his forehead as he continued to hit your spot. His hand moved from your chin to your tits, and as he pinched your hardened nipples, you moaned. His thrusts became erratic, irregular.
âYouâre close already, arenât you?â You toyed with him, taking a moment to bite down on his bottom lip, âMy pussy so good youâre gonna come for me?â
âFuck,â He barked, furrowing his brows, âYouâre so fucking tightâŠyouâre so wetâŠIâm gonna come soon. Iâm close,â His face flushed deeper as he stared into your eyes, making your heart thunder in your chest. Suddenly, he squeezed his eyes shut, his head thrown back, voice parted in a silent moan.
You felt his cock twitch inside of you, the condom filling with his orgasm. He jerked his hips, almost a spasm, as he moaned your name. His hands gripped the pillows on either side of you, his biceps flexing. You smiled as he finally opened his eyes, almost in submission as he rode out his orgasm. Your hands found their way to his back, gripping him and bringing him closer.
A few moments went by as he stayed inside of you, trying to catch up with his breathing. He placed gentle kisses on your cheek lazily, finally rolling out of you. Standing, he quickly made his way to the bathroom to toss the condom and clean himself up, but laid next to you again, scooping you up in his arms.
âYouâre fucking incredible.â He murmured in your ear, his Irish accent coming out with his tired demeanor. You giggled and looked at him, brushing a sweaty lock of hair behind his ear.
âIâm really glad that party sucked so bad,â You said. He chuckled, his eyes still closed. Opening one, he looked down at you.
âMe tooâŠâ He paused for a moment, drawing you closer, âThough, even if that party was fun, I still wouldâve made my way over to you.â
âYeah?â
Andrew nodded and shifted so he was propping himself up on his elbow, âYeah. I had been trying to muster up the courage for likeâŠthree awards shows to come over and say hi to you, now. Months worth of time.â He was somewhat bashful. You blushed.
âWell Iâm glad you did.â
âMe too.â He reached out and started to brush his fingers through your hair, and you couldnât help the fluttering in your chest.
That party sucked. But you were glad it did.
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A/N: I'm actually kind of obsessed with their banter and relationship...should I make this multiple parts?! I was originally only planning on doing this as a oneshot but I kind love them (teehee).
As always, comments and reblogs mean a lot if you liked this one <3 Thanks for reading
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pairing: ex!lando norris x reader, charles leclerc x reader summary: you are trying to move on from lando but he refuses to notes: more dramaaa and asshole lando sorry, this is short cause i kind of got busyđ§ââïž part one, masterlist
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yourusername emails i cant send is officially yoursđ
it has been a long and emotional process writing this album but i loved and enjoyed every bit of it<3 im so excited to share this piece of my life with you and officially close this chapter and move on
thank you for the support, ill see you all soonâ€ïž
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user OMGG IM ALREADY CRYING ITS SO AMAZING
user stfu is that charles in the fifth pic?!?
user it is!! he was credited in a few songs for instrumentsđ„čđ„č
user because i liked a boy hits so different when u know what she went through :(
maxfewtrell running on stream to listen to it
yourusername pls dont hate im still sensitive user omg noo i cant watch whats he saying about it?? user he loves every song, hes being so supportive and said hes team y/nđ
user her friendship with charles is so cute omg
user âfriendshipâ righttttđ
user lost lando but got charles, a win is a win
francisca.cgomes love love loveđ
user omg i know charles introduced them
user âill see you soonâ ARE YOU TOURING???
pietra.pilao so incredibly proud of youâ€ïž such an amazing album
yourusername p ily and miss u smđ„čâ€ïž pietra.pilao i miss you more we need to get together soon! yourusername otw to text u so make plans rnđââïžđââïž
user the fact that landos friends are still supportive despite the breakup tells me everything i need to know
user âofficially close this chapterâ new era frđ«¶
charles_leclerc so honored you even asked me to be apart of thisâ€ïžso proud of you ma cherie
yourusername so grateful for youâ€ïž user JUST DATEEEE user now kiss!!!
Lando so you and y/n huh?
Charles she's my friend is that a problem?
Lando i dont remember ever introducing you two?
Charles not that its any of your concern but i introduced myself last year on the paddock while you were too busy ignoring her
Lando so when i had back turned, you took the chance to steal my girlfriend?
Charles dont try turning this into something its not she's trying to move on so i think its time you do the same lando dont ask about her again. read
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f1gossip Following Y/n Y/l/n's album release, Lando and Charles have unfollowed each other on instagram! It is not confirmed if Y/n is the reason why, but it is heavily speculated. It seems Lando was the first to unfollow and Charles quickly followed suit.
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user all too much for little lando norris
user y/n breaking up a friendship nowđ
user she didnt do anything except release an album on how she felt, if lando gets offended by that then hes clearly the problem here
user 16 4 fans lost today but then again lando started itđ€·ââïž
user karma works in funny ways @landonorris
user lando has every right to be mad imo
user not at all, he treated her like shit then cheated and now hes mad she has friends in f1? make it make sense
user why watch soap operas when you can watch f1
user 2024 season is gonna HIT
user charles is going to have the motivation for wdc now, ferrari fans wonđ
user even though im a lando fan, i have to be team charles and y/n on this one sorry
user yup, after listening to her album i definitely support y/n
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yourusername first time performing my new album at my one night show was the best time ever!! thank you for all that showed up you were an amazing crowdâ€ïž
and just in case you missed my little announcement, bet u wanna is my next single of this album...this one's a little funny when you know the contextđ
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user wish i was able to go :(
user WHATS THE CONTEXT??
user listen to the lyrics, lando definetly wanted her back after his side girl cheated AHAH
user i need to know if charles was there
francisca.cgomes such a wonderful nightđ liked by yourusername
user your stage presence is so amazing
luisinhaoliveira99 so great seeing youđ€ liked by yourusername
user SHE WAS THERE?!? user pls tell me you guys took pictures together
user bet u wanna is so good omg
user are you opening for eras tour in europe
user it is rumored, i hope its trueđ
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f1gossip Charles, Pierre, Kika and Luisa leaving Y/n Y/l/n's concert in LA tonight! Thoughts on the singer's new friendship with the drivers and girls?
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user i love themđâ€ïž
user i was there and saw charles with pierre and kika singing along to every songđ„č
user SHUT UPPPP user stop theyre so cute
user luisa and y/n mean everything to me
user them supporting y/n despite the drama with lando shows a lot about him
user ive never wanted to part of a gc so bad
user charles is so supportive, yk who wouldnt be....
user i need them to date, he would treat y/n so good
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scuderiaferrari Special guest for the first qualification of the season! Thanks for coming to the our garageâ€ïž
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user OMFGGG
user i need pics of her and charles NOW
user charles got p1 cause bae was watchingđ
user is she staying all weekend!?!
user her and charles supporting each other omg
user are they finally dating??
user he was asked about it in an interview and he said they were just friends! user ugh can charles make a move already? i dont want another lando situation..
user i wonder if she bumped into landođł
Lando was y/n really in ferrari garage?
Carlos yeah... are you okay mate?
Lando how can i be? he stole my girlfriend and is now parading her around the paddock its fucked up
Carlos he did say they were just friends and i didnt see them acting like a couple or anything
Lando there's gotta be something more i just need y/n to see who he really is
Carlos i dont know, maybe its time you move on mate
Lando no, i cant give up now do you have an extra paddock pass?
Carlos why...
Lando remember charles' crazy ex girlfriend who was obsessed with him? i heard shes in town to see him what if we send her the paddock pass so she can show y/n how charles treated her
Carlos this seems a little crazy lando why dont you just talk to y/n?
Lando she wont even let me get near her just please carlos? and then i wont ever bring it up again if it doesnt work
Carlos fine but dont tell anybody about this
Lando thank you mate, i owe you
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hi! omg I just have to tell you that you literally write Toji so well. If youâre taking requests, (if not then so sorry disregard!) may I request something where Toji accidentally hurts reader during sex and how he reacts? Or maybe pushes a boundary or something? Thank you so much! If this doesnât interest you sorry!
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It was one of those nights where things were calm and quiet, until Toji got home from a job that took up most of his day. His footsteps were heavy on the floor, his adrenaline was still high, and all he wanted was you, after a day that seemed never ending.
He greeted you like he usually does on days like this, with a weary, 'hey, doll' and a kiss that doesn't last too long, because he's aware of how he reeks of sweat and he feels filthy. He vented a little bit about his day, finally getting to verbalize his frustrations about the client's unprofessionalism and the snarky attitude that he had to deal with all day. The not so subtle sigh he let out afterwards, told you everything. You would have to give him a little extra love once he got out of the shower, to remind him that there will never be ruthlessness in any way, shape or form, similar to what he sees outside, when he comes home. You'll always be his solace, there to take care of him, even before things get too heavy for him to bear on his own.
Toji had different plans for the night. He came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, water droplets still gliding down his chest and rolling down his abdomen. You thought maybe he forgot to grab clothes, but that theory was immediately shut down when he unwrapped the towel and started running it up his body to dry himself a little more.
You flipped onto your stomach on the bed, your attention going to your phone as you wait for him to finish getting ready for bed.
"Since when are you shy about ogling me?" Toji asks, after a few seconds, a smirk decorating his face as he rakes his eyes over your backside.
You craned your neck to look at him, and he still wasn't dressed. "I'm not. Just thought it'd be a quick swoop of you getting your clothes on, so I naturally turned around."
He hums. "And if I decide to sleep like this, tonight?"
You shrug. "By all means. If you're comfortable, i'm not gonna stop you."
You never thought you'd have to go back on your word. He was comfortable. Very much so, but you weren't, anymore. It started out as something similar to what you had planned. You were affectionate with him, planting sweet kisses onto his face and lips, which he returned. It really was a loving moment, even when his hands started roaming, grabbing at your chest and teasing you through your underwear. It was still loving when he bared you, pulling off your shirt and kissing your exposed skin, your shorts and underwear being tugged off in the process.
What started out as a gentle lovemaking session, with quiet gasps and hums of pleasure, transitioned into something less delicate. His hips picked up a feral pace that ripped orgasms from both of you, sensitivity being the only thing he slowed down for. Heavy, audible breathing, gasps that sounded like you had the wind knocked out of you and cries, took the place of noises that were once light and controllableâvolume-wise.
You felt like you were being usedâlike he saw you as something insentient, in that moment. Rough sex with him wasn't new, but this was something else, entirely. Everything was starting to hurt in an unpleasant manner. Your abdomen felt sore from how much it tensed each time you came, your thighs burned from being pinned to your chest for so long, and the actual movement of his cock drilling into your abused cunt was starting to bring on some tenderness.
"T-Toji," you call, through a huff. He couldn't hear you over the lewd sounds of skin on skin and his own sounds of pleasure. "Toji," you try again, your voice still coming out meekly. "Please, can we..." you whimper. "Can we pause?"
"Pause?" He grunts, not stilling. "You want me to stop? I'm close, again, baby. Just a little more."
You wanted to last for him. You wanted to let him have this last one, but you couldn't do it. It was too much to endure, and though it was terrifying to say the word, again, for the first time in a while, you had to put an end to it. It was for the best.
"Safe, Toji! Safe! Safe!" You used as much strength as you could to get your legs down, accidentally kicking him in the process. Toji got off of you immediately, his heartbeat doubling its paceâ a mixture of his exertion and the sound of your very rarely used safe word, being shouted out. "S-Sorry, i'm sorry!" You choke out, apologizing for the accidental strike. There was guilt in there as well, for killing his pleasure.
He catches his breath before responding to you, not wanting to sound like a panting dog as he communicates the matter with you.
"What are you saying 'sorry' for?" He asks, eyes darting over your frame, watching as you scramble to cover yourself up with the blanket. "No, baby. Don't do that." He leans down to pick up the towel he let fall to the floor, before climbing into bed with you, and drapes it over his lap.
Your eyes burned with unshed tears. You felt vulnerable, unable to look at Toji, even when you could feel his gaze on you.
"You okay?" He asks, looking at your twinkling eyes and the stifled quiver of your lips.
"It's okay," you say, your voice wavering. "It's fine." You glance at him, crossing your arms over your chest beneath the blanket.
"I asked if you're okay. Answer that first."
The room went quiet as you tried to compose yourself. The lump in your throat got more uncomfortable by the second. Your stomach ached from the soreness of your abdominal muscles and from holding in your emotions, for the sake of putting up a strong front that Toji never asked for. He was being genuine and his eyes wouldn't leave your face. He could see you holding it together, poorly.
"It was just a lot... and it was starting to hurt. I just- I needed a break." You swipe the knuckle of your index finger beneath your eye, frustrated by the cool dampness left behind on your skin.
"Okay, and what was that 'sorry' for?" He asks. He wants to hold onto some part of you, to hopefully soothe you a little bit, but he's not sure if you want to be touched by him, right now.
"You didn't get to finish and I kicked you. It was an accident, I swear. I didn't mean to do that. You know I would never hit you, Toji." Your eyes welled up, again. You thought about how you want to make him feel as safe as he makes you feel.
"It didn't hurt me one bit, ma. You barely even touched me, so drop the guilt on that. Also, do you not feel and see the mess we made?"
It's impossible not to. You're both sweaty, the sheets are damp with the juices that flowed out of you and his cum still resides in youâwarm and slowly drooling out.
"I'm more than satisfied. I was getting greedy with you, huh?"
You nod your head, giving him a small, weary smile.
He sighs, no trace of disappointment or being let down. If there's anything to be upset over, it's the fact that you apologized for something you were faultless about. He can't bring himself to be firm with you about it, right now. You still did exactly what you were supposed to by using the safe word. As for the guilt that lingered around having to use it, that's a long conversation reserved for a more appropriate time.
"Are you okay?" He asks, again. "Be honest."
"A little sore, but i'm okay," you respond, lifting the blanket up over your chest, again.
"Mm, okay. Stay here." He wraps the towel that rests on him, around his waist. "Don't go anywhere, alright?" The corners of his lips lifted, earning another smile from you before he's off to the bathroom. He grabs a towel and uses hot water to dampen it, knowing that by the time he gets back to you, it'll be warm.
He ran the towel all over you, a simple wipe down, for now, so that you would feel a little cleaner and wait to shower until morning.
His gaze is soft as it trails behind the movement of his hand. This is an act of love for the one who cares about him more than anyone else, meaning his touch is as gentle as can be, like he's mending deeper wounds.
When he got to the most sensitive part, he was especially careful. He was very attentive, dabbing the towel against you, his eyes flitting between what his hands were doing and your face to make sure he wasn't hurting you. You winced a few times, and each time he pressed a kiss to your thighâa silent apology.
Afterwards, the sheets were pulled off the bed and tossed aside to be washed, along with the blanket. Only the comforter stayed so that you wouldn't have to sleep on the bare mattress. You both got dressed, staying light in clothes for comfort. Even without a blanket, you wouldn't be cold for a second through the night, because Toji clung onto you. He held you tight and murmured sweet nothings into your ear, until all you could do was hum tiredly in response, eventually falling asleep.
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Would That I -- Part 11
A/N: God this took me aaages to get to a point where I liked it. But here we goooo, finally some interaction between reader and Eris! Thank you so much for your support on Part 1, there will be one more part after this. I hope you enjoy! Based on an amazing ask from @fandomsmultiverse who has the best ideas.
Pairing: Eris x Illyrian!Reader
Warnings: Swearing, masturbation (male), oral sex
Word count: 5k
Part 1 Part 3
Were you jealous?
You could have thrown the letter into the fire. There was no need for a signature for you to know exactly who it was from, and you seethed. After he had kissed her neck, Eris had proposed to Nesta. Proposed. And yet here he was, writing letters, crawling back to you. Imagining him on his hands and knees, grovelling, soothed the hurt somewhat.
You re-read the letter again and again, losing yourself in ever worsening fantasies of Eris begging at your feet.
How dare he.
It stung all the more knowing your answer, deep down, was yes. Knowing that when you had locked eyes with your mateâyour mateâall you could feel was the cold sting of envy. He was yours. You hated him. You needed him. You wanted him dead.
You crumpled the letter, then unfurled it and put it in a box, kicking it under your bed.
Cauldron damn and burn him.
The next week you received another letter.
Your silence tells me everything, little fox. And here I was thinking that you hated me. Send my regards to Lucien, I hear he has taken to sheltering in your dingy court.
You huffed an angry breath. But you read it over and over, searching for something. Something to be truly mad about. You came up short. Lucien was spending more and more time at the house of wind these days. Avoiding Elain. You had found a firm friendship trying to help him settle more in Velaris. Cauldron knows your brothers werenât doing enough to help.
You found him in the living room, reading.
âYour brother sends his regards.â You said, watching intently for his reaction. His metal eye whirred as he looked up from his book.
âHello to you too.â He said after a pause. âWhich brother?â
âEris.â
âAh.â
You waited for him to say something more, but it never came. You sat down next to him biting your fingernail, debating whether to let him see the letter.
âRead this. Please.â You said, thrusting it into his hands. He read it, looked up at you, then back down at the letter. His lips curled into a grin.
âOh, heâs practically begging for you.â He said, still grinning. You scoffed and grabbed the letter from his hands.
âHe hates me. And I hate him.â You said decidedly. Lucien stifled a laugh with the back of his hand.
âOk. So heâs writing you letters for you to...burn, I presume? Just to get you all riled up?â He bit his lip when he saw your murderous expression. âMy brother wouldnât be writing to you if he wasnât interested in you. Rhysand told me about the ball, about how you were staring.â
âHe proposed to Nesta that night, not me.â You said.
âAh, so you are jealous.â Lucien teased. You growled.
âYou are not helping.â
âSorry.â He apologised, though he didnât look remorseful, âI donât know what you want me to say. My brother ruined my life, forced me to watch my love be killed and now heâs mated to someone who hates him. Seems like fair retribution. Send him my love of course.â
He was joking, but you saw through his mask of indifference. His unharmed eye revealed much more than you suspected he knew. He was pleading to speak to his brother. Despite your better judgement, you resolved to write Eris back, if only for Lucienâs sake. Excusing yourself to your room, you picked up your pen and paper.
Lucien sends his love in return. In future, if you wish to speak with your brother I suggest you contact him directly.
It disappeared into the ether and you stared at your desk. Another letter landed in front of you before you could get up. You blinked in surprise. You had spent so long hating this male that you had never spoken directly, reports of his cruelty coming second hand, and yet here he was, his handwriting so hurried you could have sworn he was excited you had written back.
Unlike you, Lucien would burn his letters. I will let myself believe Lucien sent his love sincerely, please let him know I wish to see him. I also wish to invite you to dine with me.
Why in all the realms would I dine with you?
You are my mate, are you not? It has snapped for you also. I saw how you stared at the ball. Nesta is a beautiful female, but you should know I am not the unfaithful type.
You have no one to be faithful to.
You wrote back, cruelty flowing onto the paper. It felt good for a moment, before the bond soured it. You stared at the letters piling up with increasing disdain. Who did he think he was, acting as if you were already his. His reply popped onto your desk moments later.
There you are, unfortunately, most correct, little fox.
---
Eris spent the next few days in agony. He had never expected you to write back, but after seeing the hunger in your eyes that night⊠If there was any chance you had changed your mind about him, he would be in the Night Court in a heartbeat. Rhysand had been keeping all diplomatic matters at arms length, not allowing any visitation into Velaris. Eris was no stranger to the territorial behaviour of a male with a pregnant wife.
On that note, he was supposed to be shopping to find a gift for his nephew today. He whistled for Cheddar, who brought along Lulu, his youngest. Eris rolled his eyes.
âOk, Lulu can come too if she must. But both of you will have to be on a short lead.â He said, mostly to himself, but Cheddar cocked her head in an inquisitive gesture that made Eris grin, rubbing her head with both hands.
He was in a small toy shop, full of handmade stuffed bears and wooden doll houses, when the letter appeared unceremoniously in his hands. Excusing himself outside, he slunk into a nearby alleyway to read it.
Lucien has agreed to see you.
Was all it read. His heart leapt into his throat. He scribbled a response on a scrap of spare paper in his pocket and it vanished from his hands before he had time to regret it. The response was immediate.
Rhysand will allow you in Velaris for two hours under strict supervision from Lucien. Tomorrow at noon.
Eris tried to catch his breath, not wanting to admit to himself how overjoyed he was that his baby brother wanted to see him. Not only that, but he was granted permission to enter the Night Court, Velaris for that matter, where you would surely be. He pet Lulu gently, grounding himself. Now to think of an excuse as to why he would be absent from Court tomorrow. In the shop, he picked out a soft brown bear with a doe eyed expression, letting himself believe it was because his nephew loved bears, and not because its glossy eyes reminded him of you.
Beron took the lie surprisingly well; any dealings with the Night Court were beneficial to Autumn, which was dangerously close to having few allies in Prythian. Beron liked Kier, and whilst he looked down on them, appreciated the brutality of the Illyrian armies. Night would be a strong ally indeed. If only he knew exactly where their loyalties lay.
Eris laid in bed, the window ajar, unable to sleep, thinking of you. His mind straying to that night in the Hewn City, how you looked in your silken gown, back deliciously low to show off your magnificent wings. You had been downright sinful, and he had had to remind himself to keep his eyes on Nesta, who, whilst stunning, held no candle to you that night. Not to him. He ran a hand down his chest as his cock stirred.Â
Memories consumed him. The heat of the ballroom. Trailing his eyes all the way up the slit in your dress, dragging his gaze to the top of your thigh, no panty line visible. His hand grasped his cock through his slacks as he imagined peeling the fabric back to reveal your unclothed cunt, and he squeezed hard as he saw himself drop to his knees.
âNo panties?â His voice was husky. You gave a coy smile,
âWanted you to have me, Eris.â You breathed. âWanted you to taste how much I need you.â
Unbuttoning his slacks and freeing his cock, Eris hissed as he pumped his already dripping length. Your pussy would make a delectable mess of your thighs, drooling just for him. He licked his lips and fucked his hand harder as he fantasised. Your moans would be music to his ears as he messily ate you out, tongue laving across your swollen clit, sucking and nibbling as your thighs shook with pleasure.
Debauched sounds filled the room, the wet shlick of his cock becoming the squelching wetness of your pussy as he finally sunk his fingers deep inside of you. He wanted your hands in his hair. He wanted to guide you down onto the floor so that he could feast on you properly, drink you down, consume you. You would cry out, just the thought of it had him squeezing the base of his cock to keep from cumming too soon. His hips bucked into his fist at a punishing pace, his eyes screwed shut and head thrown back in pleasure.Â
The bond was thrumming like drums in his chest, heightening every feeling as his thick member pulsed, spurting precum into his hand. It didnât take long until he growled, his whole body tensing and his cock painting his stomach white with his seed. When he groaned out in pained pleasure, it was your name on his lips.
---
You stood by Lucienâs side, the redhead almost vibrating with nervousness.
âRemind me why I let you talk me into this?â He asked. You smiled gently, placing a hand on his shoulder.
âBecause you want to see him. I could tell the moment I gave you that letter. Youâre happy he still thinks of you.â
âItâs complicated.â He groused, âWe havenât spoken properly in decades. What ifâwhat if heâs not the male I remember?â You felt your heart break at Lucienâs words, cursing yourself for meddling in his relationships. You just wanted to see him. Once more. To confirm that your hatred was justified. But you pushed that aside, feeling terrible for dragging Lucien into your little game.
âLucien, heâs your brother. I know you havenât been feeling so settled here lately, I think seeing him will do you some good.â It was the best you could do, unable to tell him for certain that the Eris you knew was the same doting brother he had told you about. You squeezed his arm and were relieved to feel him relax.
âWill you stay with me, just for a bit?â He asked. You wanted to say no, but you couldnât, not to Lucien. You smiled at him gently.
âOf course I will. Just donât expect me to have anything nice to say.â He laughed, but his bright smile faded as he spotted Eris walking up the path, escorted by a deadly looking Azriel. Your breath caught in your chest when you saw your mate, impeccably dressed and ruggedly handsome. Your eyes lingered for a moment too long. Azriel shot you a warning glare, then winnowed away. Eris, finally free of his chaperone, looked at Lucien and you felt nervousness wash down the bond. He dug in his bag and pulled out two small boxes.
âLucien.â He said.
âEris.â
âMother baked apple cinnamon biscuits. They areâwere your favourite.â He handed one of the boxes to Lucien, who took it with so much care it could have contained something much more valuable.
Eris turned to you, âI also brought you something.â
Surprised, you were handed a little box of your own. You peeked inside and heat rushed to your cheeks. A small dagger, with jewel encrusted hilt lay on a bed of luxurious velvet. A courting gift. You looked at him incredulously. He was here to see his brother, he hated the very thought of you, why in all the realms was he bringing you courting gifts.
âWhat am I supposed to do with this?â You frowned, looking down at the dagger as if it had offended you.
âUsually theyâre used for stabbing people.â Eris said, with a mask of cool calm betrayed by a tightness in your chest that didnât belong to you, âBut I suppose it would make a pretty kitchen accessory, should you wish.â He quipped. You rolled your eyes.
âI am not a housewife.â You sneered.
âNo. Thatâs not whatââ Lucien cleared his throat and saved you from whatever Eris was about to say next.
âLet me show you around Velaris.â He said, diffusing the tension. âItâs not often outsiders are allowed to just waltz in.â
âOf course,â Eris said, âWill you be joining us?â He asked. You shook your head.
âI will spare you the agony, Vanserra.â You turned to leave, but looked back at Lucien, âDo not let him out of your sight. Rhys will have my head if he does anything stupid.â
As soon as you were a few feet away you felt you could breathe easily again. The bond had been simmering, thrilled at your proximity to your mate. It was a constant buzzing and humming in your chest. You were relieved you could no longer feel it, and made sure to send that feeling loud and clear down the connection between you and your mate.
---
In the following three days you received: A small wheel of cheese, a bouquet of marigolds and a pair of amber earrings. Lucien couldnât stop laughing when he presented you with the cheese, but it had been amazing with some salt and pepper crackers that evening.
You rolled your eyes so hard it almost hurt when Lucien came the next day with another box. He was grinning wildly, barely stifling his laughter.
âI think this might be the worst one yet.â He said, thrusting the box into your hands, âPlease open it.â
Eris had been sending the gifts through Lucien, and, like the letters, you had been hiding them from the rest of your family. It felt bad, going behind your brothers backs. But they could never find out that Eris was attempting to court you, for his sake and theirs. Lucien and Eris had managed to start talking again, over the constant gifts and letters. As annoying as it was, you were glad some good had come of it. Though he hadnât been allowed in the Night Court again.
Lucien was practically rocking on his heels. Inside the box was a knitted headband. It was poorly made, full of holes and oddly misshapen. You frowned.
âWhat is this?â You looked to Lucien for an explanation but he was doubled over. He took a ragged breath.
âI told him not to send it. I told him it was a shit gift.â He managed before he was wheezing with laughter again. You inspected the headband.
âDid...did Eris make this?â Lucien simply nodded through his tears. You blinked.
âI donât want these gifts. Please tell him to stop wasting his time.â It felt cruel. But your mind flashed to his lips on Nestaâs neck, his emotionless eyes during the battle with Hybern, your cousin's agonising cries when she had returned in Azrielâs arms that fateful night. You balled the cursed thing in your hand and chucked it back in the box. Lucien bit his lip, not finding it quite as funny anymore.
âItâs tradition in the Autumn Court to send things that are useful, as well as just objects of beauty.â He explained. It was clear which one the headband was meant to be.
âIâm Illyrian. Does he really think a bit of cold is going to hurt me? I donât want any courting gifts, Lucien, regardless of their use.â
âYou ate the cheese.â He murmured.
âWe all ate the cheese, Lucien.â Was your quick reply.
He had no retort, and you decided that it was for the best. When you returned to your room, you pushed the box under your bed with the rest of the letters and gifts. The marigolds were wilted and dead for lack of sunlight, the earrings never touched. You could feel the mating bond screaming, begging to be heard, but you pushed it back further. This male would not have any part of you. None at all. You would never be his. No matter how much the thought pained you.
---
You were not reciprocating. Eris had spent all night fumbling around with those stupid needles trying to make something you might actually care for, and your response was silence. He thought back to that night. He knew he had not imagined the hunger in your eyes that almost knocked him dead. Yet how had he repaid you? By kissing Nesta. By proposing to Nesta.Â
He had fucked up. As if, after everything you already thought about him, you might have given him a chance.
Yet the bond raged so fiercely, he could barely stand to ignore it for even a day before his chest burned so badly he thought he might drown. It would be a fitting way to go, he thought. To be hated so much it killed him. He had done enough to deserve such a fate.
Weeks passed, then months. Rhysand had been kind enough to let him visit Lucien twice more, once ending in a painfully awkward run in with Cassian that had him leaving earlier than intended. Those overgrown bats hovered around him as if he might try stealing you away the longer he spent in the Night Court. He never managed to catch even a glimpse of you. Not with Azriel or Rhys silently staring, or Cassian barging in every few minutes pretending to need something from the room. He was allowed nowhere without Lucien as his chaperone, he could say nothing without it being overheard. So much for bats, they were more like hawks.
He had stopped sending courting gifts. And he had stopped sending letters.
Cheddar lay her head on his lap, and he stroked her soft head gently.
âAm I just a fool, Cheddar?â He asked, knowing she could do nothing more than side-eye him as he spoke. âWhat good is it, pursuing your mate who hates you and whose brothers want you dead? Should I let this go?â
Cheddar whined, and thumped her tail. Checking the clock Eris found it was almost time for her walk. Eris glanced at the paper laid on his desk, gathering dust for weeks. He sighed. Once more. Once more he would grovel for your attention, to soothe the pain in his chest, the ache in his heart. Then he would let it go.
Let you go.
Forever.
Join me for a walk. I wish to talk. Eris.
He signed his name, the first time he had ever bothered to. Before he had time to overthink it, it vanished from his desk. His hands shook. Seconds passed, minutes turned to half an hour. Then it came. Popping onto the desk unceremoniously. Your response.
Fine. Where should I meet you?
He replied quickly, Cheddar beginning to get restless.
On the border, there is a doorway from Night to Autumn, I will walk you past the wards.
I will be there.
It was now well past when he would have usually taken the dogs out, but they would be walked, this time with his mate in tow. He stood with a shaky breath, and took the leads off the wall. Winnowing with his dogs to the edge of the Court, he steeled himself. He was ready to face you, to face his one chance to change your mind.
---
You stood at the edge of the Autumn Court. You had told no one where you were. Nor had you told anyone who you were with. Rhys would have a fit if he ever found out, Azriel would never speak to you again. Cassian might have allowed you to go, but not without following you and glaring holes through Eris the entire time.
It was safer for Eris on your own.
You heard his dogs first, then his voice calling after them to slow down. A brindle smokehound bounded up to you, its tongue lolling and tail wagging frantically. They were a beautiful breed, and rare, you couldnât help the warm smile you gave it. It stopped just short of smacking into your legs and you giggled, holding your hand out for it to sniff. It was a few beats ahead of its owner, who was walking slowly with four more dogs waltzing around him, one calmly at his side. You watched as they ran circles around you and Eris as he came to a stop before you. He gave a short whistle and they stopped dead in their tracks, then retreated to his side. You couldnât help the short burst of arousal you sent down the bond. Eris gave a cocky smile.
âYou came.â He said, his smooth voice giving away no emotion, the bond closed off to you.
âI did.â You answered, unable to block your side of the bond quite as effectively.
âDid you receive my gifts?â
âI did.â You repeated. He cleared his throat and shifted on his feet.
âWell, the dogs will be off leash, I hope thatâs alright. Theyâre usually good, but this one might try and go for the squirrels.â He said, pointing to a gorgeous black dog who pressed itâs long nose into Erisâ hand. You gave the pup a small smile.
You walked in silence for a while, both of you unsure of where to start, what to say to mend the fraying thread that connected you. Golden and ruby leaves crunched underfoot, the dogs panting breaths fogged little clouds in the crisp air. It was truly beautiful. You had always felt a sense of calm when Autumn fell over Velaris, but it could not compare to the serenity of the Autumn Court. It felt as though the whole Court was holding its breath, the season of change, never-changing, unending. Eris let you soak it in, watching as you beheld the forest in all its magnificence, not bothering you with conversation.
âYou kissed her.â You said finally, breaking the peaceful silence. Eris fiddled with the leash in his hand.
âI had to.â
âWhy?â You asked, the question sounding childish as soon as it escaped your lips.
âThere were expectations on me that night I donât expect you to understand.â The bond was still sealed tight from you, he spoke with the emotionless tone of a well-trained courtier.
âTry me.â You pressed.
âI donât want to.â And perhaps it was the truth, but frustration built the further you walked, the silence dragging out between you uncomfortably. He had invited you here to talk. So talk he would.
You scoffed. The bond buzzing incessantly at your closeness to your mate, finally right where it wanted to be. But all you could focus on were his eyes, his heated gaze, as he had brushed his lips across Nestaâs bare neck.
âNo.â You snapped. âYou knew I was watching when you claimed my sister. When you proposed to marry her. You have given me no reason to believe you care for me. Never once apologised for what you did to my cousin. How could I ever trust you? That is what you want, is it not?â
He was staring at you now, no longer averting his gaze, amber eyes cold and calculating.
âI had a duty to my father to propose marriage to Nesta, I have no feelings for her, only for you.â Eris said, carefully ignoring any mention of Morrigan.
âYou donât know me. You know nothing about me. Only that we share this bond.â You argued. One of his dogs trotted up to your side and you pet her head to calm yourself. The action grounded you, and it didnât go unnoticed by Eris, who felt it deep in his chest.
âI know that you seem to care an awful lot about what I did with your sister, yet claim to detest meâ He said, dropping the walls he had carefully placed around the bond.
Nerves. Anger. Disappointment.
âI have waited centuries for a mating bond, and will not let your unfortunate Court affiliations bar me from trying, especially not when you show me so clearly your true desires.â
You rounded on him with anger glinting in your eyes.
âYou could never be serious, professing my âtrue desiresâ, if you knew how much I loathed you, Eris Vanserra.â
Hurt. Pain. Despair.
âYou are a power hungry brute who as far as I know has a secret thing for Illyrians.â
There was a pregnant pause. Eris stared straight at you with an expression you could not decipher. He was bathed in dappled golden light. He looked ethereal. You couldnât help the guilt that washed over you, and you knew he felt it too.
Hope.
Something clicked, his expression shifted and he moved towards you with a darkness in his eyes that sent heat rushing to your core. You stepped back until you hit a tree, your back pressed up against it, and you were trapped. He crowded you, so close you could almost taste his spiced perfume.
âIs that what they have told you, little fox?â He asked, his deep voice low and sensual against your ear, âThe only Illyrian I have a thing for is you. The moment I saw you swagger into that meeting as if you owned the place, I knew the Mother had made the right choice. She mocks me with your family, but I would risk their disapproval for just a taste of you.â You sucked in a breath, anger quickly replaced with lust as he pressed against you, and you cursed your body for reacting. You knew he could smell your arousal as his cruel grin widened.
âYou feel it too, donât you little fox.â His scent consumed you as he dropped every glamour, the heady rush of his arousal surrounded you like a drug. âThat despite everything you think about me, you want me too. You want this.â
There was nowhere to run, with your back firmly pressed against the tree. There was no escape. That would be the lie you kept telling yourself afterwards as you surged up to kiss his lips, no longer able to resist. You took him by surprise, and used your advantage to spin him around, lips still on his, pushing him against the tree. He looked at you with lust blown eyes, throwing his head back, eyes screwed shut as you squeezed him, hard.
âThis is mine.â You growled, the jealousy and need you had felt at the ball rushing back full force, âYou are mine. From now on if you so much as sniff around another female I will make sure to show you exactly who you belong to.â
He panted, nodding frantically.
âYes. Please. Please y/n, I need you.â
You fished his cock from his pants, it was wet and throbbing, the length of it in your hand making your pussy clench in need. He hissed at the cold air. You needed him closer. You needed to taste him. Dropping to your knees, you enveloped him in your mouth, his hands flying to your hair.
âFuck, fuck, fuuuckkk.â He groaned. He pulled your hair roughly, and you looked up at him with doe eyes. You wanted it hard, rough. Wanted him to fuck your mouth as if he hated you. He felt it all through the shimmering golden thread and whimpered.
âYouâre killing me, Y/n.â He grit out. With a small smile you bobbed your head, experimentally. A burst of salty precum coated your tongue and you swallowed it with a moan. He was hot and pulsing in your mouth, you pushed your head further down until he was at the back of your throat, your nose bumping against his navel, wanting him to feel the contractions as you swallowed around him. Breathing through your nose, you tapped at the back of his legs. you wanted him thrusting into you.
Slowly, painfully slowly, he pulled his hips back, dragging his cock lavishly across your tongue. With a sharp breath he pushed in, and you met his thrust with a bob of your head, knees aching, eyes watering.
He growled, and picked up the pace until he was fucking your face with abandon. His moans and pants sending slick dripping into your panties. Salt was all you could taste as his dick leaked continuously onto your tongue. He was soaking wet, with your spit, with his slick. It was the messiest blowjob you had ever given, and you fucking loved it. The bond hummed in pleasure as you gagged and drooled around him.
âSweetheart, fuck, Iâm close.â He whined, his thrusts growing sloppy as he ground his hips against your face.
âGods your mouth, your fucking mouth, youâre gonna make me cum.â You laved your tongue over him, his constant stream of words both amusing and arousing you. You pulled off his cock and held your tongue out, looking up at him, hand pumping him roughly.
âIâm, Iâm cumming, shit, Sweetheart, fuck.â He came copiously, so much that you choked on it. You swallowed, watching his eyes darken as you licked your lips.
He leaned against the tree, panting, and you sat on your knees.
This was not what you had planned. Not in the slightest. You had come to tell him to fuck off, to let the bond grow cold and stale. And yet you were on your knees in front of him, the taste of him consuming your senses. What had you done? You knew he could feel the growing fear, spreading through your chest like a chill.
âI have to go.â You stood abruptly.
âDonâtââ You didnât stay to hear what he said next. You ran to the doorway, and didnât stop running until you had reached your bedroom in the Night Court.
You opened the door. Rhys stood, a murderous look on his face and letters gripped tight in his fist. The scent of Eris was all over you. You had no way to hide it. His eyes darkened, your desk cracked and splintered then misted into thin air.
âRhys Iââ You scrambled for the right words to say as your brother took a heavy step towards you.
âI can explain.â
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Tim's fiancee gets arrested when a cop (let's say Lucy or someone) (this is after they are rookies) arrests her because she looks like a suspect they already caught, his fiancee told them she was engaged to Tim but they didn't believe her and Tim gets mad at the officer - <3
wrong place, wrong time - tim bradford
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đȘ: very sorry about how long its taken me to write, had a lot of stuff to do this week lol! this ones a little short <333
word count: 850
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Waking up with Tim being gone was normal, even after he had left the military his day continued to start at 6 am sharp. Although on weekends he would cut himself some slack to hold you until you were ready to get out of bed and begin with your various tasks you two needed to get done.
Today didnât start off any different, waking up only a few hours after Tim had, at a ripe 8:30am.
Rubbing your eyes you flung your legs to your left, your warm feet chilling almost immediately at the cold wooden flooring of you and Timâs shared bedroom. A shiver shot through your nerves and up your spine, you sighed lightly at the shift in temperature and made your departure to the bathroom.
The spring air seeped into the sunlit room, the fresh morning breeze filling your soul with flowers and bright colors. Music filled the house whilst you finished your morning routine making breakfast and feeding Kojo.
You started out your afternoon deciding to head to the local library, wanting to return a book you had borrowed before you were charged with a late fee.Â
The library wasnât full since it was the afternoon and school was still in session, âhello! iâm here to return a bookâ you said in a chipper but quiet tone. The librarian smiled and took the book, checking it back into the system and sending you on your way.
Your next stop was a supermarket, you had only a handful of items that were needed. Tim had run out of coffee filters this morning and you needed more shampoo, you also opted to get a new water bowl for Kojo, not that he needed one, you just thought it was cute.
As you walked out to your car you were stopped with a taser pointed directly at your torso, âget on your knees with your hands up!â a woman yelled.
Your confused manor caused your reaction to be delayed, causing the police officer to yell once again. âGet down on the ground with your hands up, now!â you immediately get down to your knees and put your shaking hands up.Â
âYou got the wrong person, I swear! Call Tim Bradford, he's my FiancĂ©!â you pleaded, the cop with the name âChenâ on her shirt just scoffed and laughed you off while stuffing you in the back of her squad car.
The ride to the precinct was uncomfortable, the cuffs were digging into the skin of your wrists. âOfficer please, I'm not whoever you think I am. All you have to do is call Bradford, heâll tell you exactly what I'm telling you knowâ you tried to plead your case once again, but it fell on deaf ears.
âTim doesnât have a fiancĂ©, he was my T.O, i think i would know a big detail like him having a girlfriendâ she laughed, feeling as though it was ridiculous to even entertain your words.
As you were brought into the station to get your picture taken and be put into holding, Chen passed you onto another officer and went to tell Grey about her catch.Â
To Lucyâs surprise everyone had already been packing up the evidence and started paperwork, âwhatâs going on?â Lucy questioned, âwe caught the killer, she was at her parents place shooting up when we got thereâ Tim explained. Lucy was confused, âso if you caught the killer, who do i have in holding?â the question hung in the air, Tim looking at her with perplexed eyes.
Lucy walked Tim over to holding and thatâs where Tim saw you, âoh thank god!â you exclaimed seeing Tim. He hurried over to you taking your cuffs off and waving off the other officers. âChen, why is my fiancĂ© sitting here in cuffs?â Tim sternly asks, Lucy looks down, stuttering and trying to explain herself.
âTim itâs fine, she was just doing her jobâ you did your best to defend Lucy, âNo y/n, this is not okay, if it had been anyone else this would be a lawsuitâ he turned his body at you but his tone was directed at Lucy.
âTim iâm sorry, I didnât know we had already caught the suspect and she looked exactly like our suspectâ Lucy tried to explain, stumbling over her words.
âYou are going to go to Grey and explain everything, lucky for you, y/n isnât going to file a report against youâ Tim assigned Lucy, to which she scurried away. âAre you okay? oh christ your wrists,â his questions and concerns came at you with speed.
âTim, baby, I'm okay,â you smiled trying to calm him down. Tim held your wrists in his hands, and kissed them. He hoped his love would be enough to soothe your angry red skin, âiâm sorry, this shouldnât have happenedâ he persisted.Â
You shut him up with a kiss, âdrive me to go pick up my carâ your smile made him relax. âYes maâamâ he laughed, telling Grey where he was going, and walking out hand in hand with you, still profusely apologizing.
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The Way You Love Me
Note - I promised never to write a fic as long as what I need again but this is longer by 3k so sorry about that đ this fic would be nothing without @masonmtxo and just thank you so much for all the hours we spent brainstorming this cause I just had so much fun đ©· this oneâs for you bestie đ€ this fic is a part two of Like Magnets so if you havenât read that first please do but if you donât want to hopefully you can keep up! Love you guys I hope you enjoy and feedback is appreciated đ©·
Pairing - Mason Mount Ă Reader
Word count - 24.2k
Warnings - smut fluff and angst
You still remember that morning you woke up next to Mason for the first time after youâd reacquainted the night before. Youâd been crying like a crazy person and as a result could barely open your eyes but you laid on his chest and watched him intently.
You loved the way his brows were pinched, making him look pissed off in his sleep. It made your heart feel soft and you couldnât help but reach out to touch them to try and smooth them out. Your fingers shifting him awake slightly but it was worth it so see the smile on his face when his eyes landed on yours.
âGood morning beautifulâ he sighed, pulling you in closer before leaving a soft kiss on your forehead. âYou look like youâve been punched in both eyesâ
âVery funnyâ you laughed, rubbing at your eyes to try and do something with them but you knew nothing would make a difference. You could feel they were still swollen from all the crying youâd done last night but right now it was worth it to wake up next to him. âDo you have to rush off or do you want breakfast?â
âIâll probably have to go sweetheart, I need to get to trainingâ he pouted and even though you knew that was probably the case you were still sad about him leaving.
âOkayâ you whispered, a sad smile on your face as he tucked some hair behind your ear and you could tell he was wracking his brain to try and think of something to make you smile.
âDo you wanna come over to mine tonight?â He offered, holding your jaw as he stroked your cheek gently and you cursed yourself at that being all it took to make your face light up like the sun.
âReally? Already?â
âYeah, Iâm not hiding you or anything anymore. I want you to be a part of my life for realâ he confirmed and even though you told him last night you wanted to take things slow you also knew you had more to talk about. âSo youâll come?
âOkayâ you whispered, giddy and excited about seeing him later and you could see from the smile he was giving you that he felt exactly the same.
âIâll send you the address, yeah? And Iâll have dinner waiting for youâ
âI might reconsider in that caseâ you joked and the look of shock on his face made you giggle.
âCheeky, Iâll get you back for thatâ he teased, feeling him move his hands to your waist so he could tickle you relentlessly until you were practically begging him to stop. Pulling him down for a kiss in the end to distract him and you couldnât help but let out a content hum at the way you melted into each other.
So you went to his that night, him texting you the address along with one of the animal facts heâd saved for you just as promised and you werenât sure what to expect. It was just his flat as Robin was still in the house but it was still nicer than what you had and you could tell Robin had never set foot in here. It was a man cave to a T but you could tell heâd tidied up a bit for you. Letting you know heâd ordered food so you were safe and you spent the evening cuddled up on the sofa stealing sweet kisses from each other.
âI like it here, itâs calmâ you commented after a while, watching the corners of his lips tilt up into a soft smile.
âWell whenever you wanna drop by you can, you know I love having you aroundâ
âI might take you up on thatâ you winked and he was quick to kiss you again. The pair of you not able to keep your hands off of each other it seemed but you werenât complaining. Youâd missed his touch more than youâd realised over the weeks youâd spent apart and now you were back you felt that same force sticking you together again.
âI hope you doâ he laughed before his face turned serious as he gripped your chin to look at you. âWhat do you think about me introducing you to some people properly soon?
âOh? Um I mean-â
âYeah I mean some of my mates know who you are and Iâll tell my family about us soon I promise. You know like when the timings good and-â
âMase waitâ you interrupted. Wanting to stop him in his tracks as heâd clearly got a little ahead of himself and forgot that youâd requested to take things slowly, the thought of having to let him down a bit made your heart hurt but you knew you had to be strong on this one .
âWhatâs wrong?â
âItâs just, itâs a bit fast for meâ you whispered, the sudden realisation changing Masonâs expression in an instant and thankfully you didnât get the vibe that we was mad or anything.
âOh no not youâre right, sorry I just got a bit excited. We've got loads of time for thatâ
âI just-â
âYou donât need to explainâ he smiled, cutting you off with a quick kiss. âYou need time and I know that. Iâm happy to wait until youâre ready, okay? And if Iâm this pushy again just tell me to back off. Iâll take what you give me, just like we agreedâ
âOkayâ you whispered, your heart soaring at the fact heâs actually listened to you and was respecting your boundaries but It wasnât just Mason going fast that made you pump the brakes. You were nervous about everything that would come with being in his world and meeting everyone as you werenât sure what people might think of you or if theyâd have something to say, but thankfully you were keeping things on the down low for now. Agreeing that youâd take it slow and since the evening youâd spent at his youâd only physically seen him once in three weeks when he came over to yours for a movie night and you realised how much you loved being around him again.
Youâd kept in touch with messages and the odd facetime but you missed his touch, his kisses and the way your head fit so perfectly on his chest so after your dinner plans fell through one night, you thought it would be nice to surprise him in hopes you could cook for him or treat him to a takeaway. Taking him up on his offer of popping over whenever you liked and heading over straight from work without letting him know you were on the way.
You werenât expecting the door to open to a mop of blonde curls though. Their face eyeing you curiously before they sent you a friendly smile and it finally clicked that youâd seen this person before.
âOh hey, y/n right? It's nice to see you againâ
âY-yeah thatâs meâ you nodded. Face to face with the boy from the first night you met Mason who didnât seem to take too kindly to you. âWoody right?â
âYeah, thatâs meâ he laughed, stepping back and nodding you in but you felt awkward and shy and you stepped inside.
âSorry, I had no idea youâd be here I was just gonna speak to Mase about something but itâs fine I can come back another timeâ you told him, hoping to make it seem like you were just popping in rather than going with the expectation of staying a while.
âNo donât be silly, come inâ he smiled before you followed him into the sitting room, wondering if Mason would be in there but when you turned the corner there was no one else around. âHeâs not stopped yapping about you since Iâve seen him. Weâre only watching a film so itâs fine, heâs actually just ordering some food. You eaten?â
âOh no I um-â
âYou know what heâs like, eyes bigger than his belly so Iâm sure there will be plenty. You might as well stay and eat with usâ he offered and even though his attitude seemed to have done a 180 and he was being more than welcoming you still felt weird about intruding.
âAre you sure?â
âDefinitelyâ he smiled, before he gulped and you knew he was getting ready to say something else. Your heart rate picking up at what might be an awkward encounter but he was talking before you could tell him to stop. âListen, I kinda wanted to talk to you anyway at some point and now seems like as good a time as any. I wanted to apologise for that night, you know when you first met him? I know I didnât come across as very friendly but you know it was never you right?â
âI know, you donât have to be sorryâ you told him, knowing he was just looking out for Mason and it was clear to see he had his back over anything. âIt was weird for everyone, like I knew nothing at the time and I know you were just looking out for himâ
âI was, and I know how tough things have been for him but I canât tell you how happy you make himâ he laughed, feeling your cheeks flush straight away at his confession. You knew Mason made you happy but to hear it coming from someone so close to him meant more than anything. âItâs like having a whole different Mason aroundâ
âWell he makes me happy tooâ you nodded, speaking quietly as you were embarrassed to admit to him. âI know itâs been rocky and weird but-â
âI donât think they understood my southern accent but if my calculations are correct it should be delivered in half an hourâ you suddenly heard Mason shout through the hall, you and Woody turning to look at each other with a smile before Mason rounded the corner and he spotted you straight away. His face a mask of shock but you could tell he was happy and also a little flustered. âHey, what are you doing here? I thought you had plans?â
âI did, but they got cancelled last minute. I was just popping in but I didnât realise Woody was here tooâ
âI told her she can stay for dinner, youâve ordered enough right?â Woody asked him, raising his brows at him. Almost as if he was trying to tell him to act cool but Mason was way beyond that and you could see how giddy he was just at the sight of you.
âYeah I haveâ he smiled, slowly making his way over to you and as if Woody knew it was his que to go, he excused himself to the loo.
âThought heâd never leaveâ Mason laughed, falling down next to you on the sofa so he could wrap you up in his arms and you felt your whole body relax as you held each other. âMissed you, gorgeousâ
âI missed you tooâ you whispered, hiding your head in his neck as you felt too shy to look at him and soon enough he was trying to pull you away so he could see you.
âHey, why wonât you look at meâ he laughed, trying to tickle your sides and his plans worked as you started to squirm away but you moved your hands over your face to hide again. âBaby, what are you doing?â
âStop it, Iâve gone all shyâ you laughed, hoping heâd leave you be but just as youâd figured he did no such thing. Prying your hands away from your face so your red cheeks were exposed to him and the bright smile on his face made you melt.
âWhy are you shy, itâs only meâ he whispered, his own cheeks just as red and you thought it was the most adorable thing in the world.
âI knowâ you giggled, letting him cup your jaw before resting your face in his hand so you could gaze into each other's eyes lovingly before he dipped down to kiss you.
It was like having your first kiss all over again. Slightly hesitant and soft but you could feel his smile on your lips and feel the tsunami of butterflies swarming in your tummy. You loved kissing Mason, and each time you got to kiss him again you remembered how much. Letting him take control as he carefully dipped his tongue into your mouth so he could brush it against yours and in the end you had to pull away as you felt yourself overwhelmed by him. Your heart pounding in your ears as you struggled to catch your breath but his soft smile and kind eyes relaxed you when you were finally able to look at him.
âYou guys want a drink?â Woody suddenly called, the pair of you jumping slightly and Mason answered for the both of you before he came back to the living room with his arms full of cans from the fridge. They both let you have the first pick before you took your coat off to get comfy on the sofa but Mason was giving you the once over before his face scrunched a little.
âDo you wanna get changed, love? Iâve got some things you can borrow if you donât wanna sit in thatâ Mason asked, his eyes trailing over your body trapped in your stuffy work trousers and tight top and you couldnât think of anything better than putting something else on.
âActually yeah, if you donât mind. These trousers are suffocating meâ you laughed but he just nodded at you with a knowing smile.
âYeah come on, Iâll go grab you somethingâ Mason laughed, reaching down to pull you up before leading you down the hall and even though you were just getting changed, having him lead you to his room by the hand made your legs weak.
You followed him in, watching him pull some stuff out of his drawers and handing them to you with a smile before he nodded his head into the bathroom.
âI won't be long, you can get changed in hereâ he told you. Popping a quick kiss to your cheek before he left you to it.
You were just pulling his top over your head when you heard the bathroom door click open. Turning around to see Mason's eyes already over your bare legs and you gulped as he made his way over to you.
âSorry, I thought youâd be doneâ
âIt's okayâ you whispered, placing your hands on his chest as he wrapped his around your lower back and you felt the air shift immediately.
âSorry about Woody, I know you waited to wait to meet peopleâ
âItâs honestly fine, I think weâre gonna be bestiesâ you winked and the little laugh that erupted from him filled you with pride. You knew he had the prettiest smile youâd ever seen and you loved making him laugh, getting to see him so happy made you feel like you were floating.
âOh yeah?â
âYeah, apparently I make you really happy and you donât stop talking about meâ you teased, letting him kiss your cheek and jaw but you almost lost it when you felt his lips at you ear so he could speak.
âWoody is many things but heâs not a liar, so yeah Iâd say thatâs all trueâ he told you quietly. âWoodys a nice entry level, if heâs on board then the rest will be fine when itâs timeâ
âMaseyâ you whispered, letting him pull back to look at you properly and you could see in his eyes that you both wanted the same thing to happen next. âCan I have another kiss?â You asked, the question only leaving your mouth for a second before he dipped his head and planted lips on yours.
This was nothing like the kiss in the living room. This was slow and steamy and when his hands gripped your bum you let out a faint moan before he hoisted you up to carry you over to his bed. Sitting down at the end so you could straddle him and when you felt his hands on your naked waist as he slipped them under your top you almost lost it.
This was as close as youâd gotten to each other in a while, having not been intimate since he ran out on you after and since you were taking things slowly, sex had been off the table. Ideally you were hoping you could have held out a bit longer and make him work for it, you were drawn back to him like usual. Wanting to touch him and feel him in every way shape and form as you pressed your body into him until you could feel him pressing into you.
âMase! Foods hereâ Woody suddenly shouted down the hall, the pair of you jumping away from each other before looking up at him. His eyes dark and pretty lips were swollen but he quickly pressed a kiss to your cheek before rolling his eyes
âComingâ he called before looking back at you and you both knew you were a little annoyed at being interrupted again but also knew it was for the best. âCome back when youâre ready, yeah?â He nodded, stroking your cheek gently.
âOkayâ you whispered and with one final kiss he left you to finish getting changed. Giving yourself a moment to collect yourself before pulling on a pair of his shorts and wandering back out to find the pair of them in the kitchen and the smell of the food made your tummy rumble.
âI forgot to ask, what did you order?â You asked, coming up behind Mason and placing your hand on his back which made him jump slightly but he was quick to send you a wink.
âChineseâ he smiled. âDonât worry, I conveniently ordered your favourite. Itâs like I knew you were comingâ
âWhy did you do that?â
âWell Iâd consider it our favourite now. Youâve made me see the lightâ he winked before dishing you up two identical plates.
âI feel awful, are you sure thereâs enough?â
âOf course there is love, even got some left overâ he reassured you, planting a quick kiss on your forehead before grabbing both your plates and ushering you into the living room.
You all spoke as you ate, Mason and Woody updating you on some exciting plans and trips they had coming up before Mason was nudging your shoulder and telling you he wanted to take you away at some point but you just blushed as you tried to brush him off. Knowing it was way too early to think about trips when you were still figuring out what everything was.
âSo when can I take you on that first date?â Mason asked once youâd finished eating. Popping your plates on the coffee table as Woody set the movie up and thankfully Mason pulled you into his body without you having to ask for a cuddle.
âWhenever you likeâ you nodded and the smile on his face my your heart flutter.
âOkay, perfect. What would you like to do? Remember I said Iâd take you wherever you wanna go so think carefullyâ
âHmmmâ you mused, wondering if you should say something completely ridiculous to test the waters as he seemed so cool about everything and when you sent him a cheeky smile he raised his brows at you expectantly. âI fancy pizza⊠in Italyâ
âPizza in Italy?â
âYou said whatever I wantâ you shrugged, watching his face scrunch up adorably as he knew heâd walked into that one but he didnât seem phased by your request in the slightest.
âI did say that didnât Iâ he laughed, kissing your cheek sweetly âIâll make it happenâ
âIâm joking Maseâ you told him, knowing if you didnât heâd actually take you there and the cheeky smile in his face wasnât exactly doing anything to calm your nerves.
âNo no, Iâll do it-â
âOi, fingers on lips you two. I canât hear thisâ Woody laughed, the two of you bursting into giggles at how stroppy he seemed but you felt bad enough for ruining boys night so you snuggled into Masons chest as he rested his head on top of yours and kept silent for the rest of the movie. Letting Mason kiss your forehead whenever he felt like it and sneak his hand under your top so he could feel your skin under his fingers.
You fell asleep on Mason's chest with around ten minutes left of the film to go. Mason noticing straight away that youâd turned heavy and your breathing was deeper but he let you sleep. Knowing today had been a long day for you and you were exhausted but he couldnât help but look down at you adoringly. Pressing the softest of kisses to your hairline every so often until the credits were rolling and and he looked over to see wishing giving him a knowing smile that he returned.
âYou gonna wake her up?â Woody asked quietly but Mason was torn. Looking back down at you so peacefully sleepily on him make him not want to move a muscle.
âI donât know what to do. Iâd let her sleep here tonight but I donât know what she wants. Sheâs had a lot on lately I donât wanna wake her upâ
âWell you canât lay there all night, youâll do your back inâ Woody laughed, standing up so he could stretch his body out but clearly heâd forgotten the remote was on his lap and when it crashed to the floor you woke up with a fright.
âShit, sorryâ he whispered, his face turning red instantly but Mason was quick to rub your back and settle you again as your bleary eyes looked up into his.
âHey sleepyheadâ he whispered. âDo you want me to talk you homeâ
âNot reallyâ you sighed, trying to burrow yourself into his chest even further as you were so comfortable and the rubble of Mason's chest as he laughed made you giddy.
âCome on love, we need to get upâ
âNoooâ you protested. Holding your ground as you laid there and you could tell he was amused by your little tantrum.
âWhat do you wanna do then?â
âI think she wants to stay the night, Maseâ Woody called from the kitchen. It making you smile that Woody understood and Mason didnât and when he looked down at you his cheeks were a bright pink.
âDo you?â He whispered, holding you to his chest like he wasn't about to let you go anyway and when you nodded up at him you felt his whole body relax.
âIs that okay?â
âOf course it is, You donât have to askâ he told you. Kissing your hairline a few times before attempting to get up and eventually you moved yourself off of him and let him lead you to his room.
âThank youâ you whispered, ridding yourself of the shorts he gave you so you could sleep in just his shirt and when he eventually climbed in next to you in just his boxers you couldnât hold in the content hum as your skin touched his.
âYou donât need to thank me, gorgeous. You know Iâve been dying to be next to you again like thisâ he told you. Kissing your head softly wherever he could reach. âWhat time do you need to go in the morning?â
âIâm working from home tomorrow so I can just get a cab or somethingâ
âNo you wonât, Iâll drop you on the way to training okay?â He smiled and all you could do was nod and nestle yourself into him further.
This was your happy place and you were so excited to be back.
-
He stuck to his promise and drove you home in the morning and by the time lunch rolled around this sight of his name popping up on your phone made you giggle like a schoolgirl.
You knew exactly what this meant, and after your heated make out session that Woody had interrupted you couldnât wait to get your hands on him again. In your mind youâd wanted to wait a bit longer but you physically couldnât at this point as you were once again drawn back to him and now that you knew he might want to make your first time special you couldnât stop thinking about what he might be planning.
You saw him briefly once for a quick lunch date on one of his days off but it was for barely over an hour as you had to get back to work but you both knew what was coming up and no matter how much you asked he wasn't giving in and telling you where you were going so your imagination was running wild.
When the day of your date finally came, Mason's driver came and picked you up around 8am. A horrifically early morning by your standards but you wanted to get there early so you could check in and get settled and ready for Mason and in the back of his fancy car with a movie on, the drive didnât feel that long.
You didnât know what hotel you were staying at exactly, Mason had given you the name but youâd never heard of it and hadnât bothered to look it up but when you eventually stumbled from the back of the car it you thought youâd been dropped off at the wrong destination.
âAre you sure this is it?â You asked the driver as he unloaded your case but he nodded at you warmly as he set it up on the floor for you.
â100%â he laughed. Clearly catching on to your stunned expression. There were fancy hotels and there were fancy hotels and this was definitely the latter. âReception is just through that door, will you be alright or do you want me to come in with you?â He offered and even though you could have used his support, you felt a bit silly so just shook your head lightly.
âIâll be alright, thanks thoughâ you smiled and bid him a quick goodbye before making your way inside.
The reception was huge, a high ceiling with a grand chandelier and you must have looked a bit lost as someone directed you to the check in desk and you were checked in fairly quickly. Taking both room keys as Mason said heâd just text you when he was here so you could let him in and you made your way up to the top floor.
Once the door was open you wondered again if something had gone wrong somewhere. The room was huge with a huge double bed and balcony but the glass walled bathroom that you could see straight into made you blush. The shower being the perfect spot to watch from the bed and your mind was going crazy with all the possibilities.
Mason had told you to treat yourself to room service for lunch before you got settled for a nap, knowing Mason would still be a few hours and once you were awake you took and everything shower before you started getting ready. You were expecting a call from Mason at any moment and just as youâd finished drying your hair you heard your phone ping and you knew he was outside.
âHello gorgeousâ he smiled, cupping your jaw and pulling you into a kiss that made your knees weak before you let him in fully. Letting him dump his bag on the bed before he turned to look at you again and the cheeky smirk on his face was making you blush. âNice robeâ
You laughed as you looked down at yourself, not wanting to get fully dressed after your shower youâd just changed into the rather racy black underwear youâd bought specifically for tonight and thrown the fancy hotel robe over the top so you could get ready in some comfort but you could tell from the look in his eyes that he wanted to undress you right here and now.
âWell Iâve never been in a hotel this fancy, and Iâve always wanted to try the robes on so Iâm just living my little fantasyâ
âTrust me, so am Iâ he drawled, his eyes all over you as he took you back in his arms. Hands trailing down to grab your bum as his lips landed on your cheek before he littered kisses down your neck and you knew exactly what he wanted.
âNuh uh, I need to finish getting ready with no distractionsâ you told him, pulling away so you could walk over to your makeup bag but you knew he was pouting behind you.
âBut I havenât seen you for a weekâ
âAnd we got all night to make up for itâ you reasoned, flashing him a smile before picking your bag up and nodding towards the balcony. âNow Iâm going to do my makeupâ
âSpoil sportâ he laughed, kissing your forehead as you made your way past. âIâm gonna have a shower okayâ
It was probably a good thing that you were doing your makeup outside and away from Mason, knowing that if he was showering youâd be able to see him in all his glory and youâd probably end up joining him so you kept yourself out of the way and only went back in to get changed. Taking a few lipstick options into the bathroom with you as you were still undecided and wanted to be fully dressed before you settled on a colour.
Your outfit was fairly simple, a short black dress that showed off your legs but the long sleeves kept it a touch more conservative and you knew Mason would love the way it clung to your body and accentuated your hips.
Youâd never worn it before, but the tube of red lipstick youâd purchased a while ago and never opened had called your name whilst you were packing last night. Wondering if Mason would like it and since youâd kept the rest of your makeup pretty simple you figured it would be fine to try. Applying it as carefully as you could so you didnât smudge it and once you were done you wondered why you hadnât tried it sooner. You felt sexy and you couldnât wait to go and see what Mason thought.
His jaw physically dropped as soon as soon as he saw you. Eyes trailing all over you as he took every inch of you in and you felt yourself blush under his stare. No one else had ever made you feel this way by just a look and it was like he had the power to make you crumble.
âYou look unrealâ he breathed, walking towards you slowly before resting his hands on your waist. âI wanna kiss that lipstick off you so badâ
âWell you canât, not till later anywayâ you told him as his pout was evident. Kissing your temple and your cheek before pulling back to give you another once over and you felt your tummy flutter at the way he was looking at you.
âThis is like tortureâ he whispered, squeezing your hips but the way you bit your lip as you smiled clearly send him over the edge as he met out a shuddery breath. âThat's it, weâre not goingâ
âMason-â
âNope sorry, I wonât be able to concentrate on anything if Iâm sat opposite the human embodiment of Betty boop. I can barely think of a coherent thought right now so letâs just skip dinnerâ he laughed and even though you knew he was joking the thought of a whole evening between the sheets with Mason was tempting. You were starving though and curious as to what heâd planned so you pouted up at him in hopes heâd finish getting ready so you could go.
âBut Mason, Iâm hungryâ
âMe too, but not for foodâ
âMason Iâm seriousâ you laughed, tapping his chest as he wrapped himself around you again but you could see he was only playing and with a slight roll of his eyes he was smiling at you again.
âAlright fine, let me finish getting ready and weâll go yeah?â
âThank youâ you grinned. Letting him kiss the end of your nose and before you knew it he was ready in front of you. Your mouth watering at how good he looked and now you knew how he must have felt before as all you wanted was to drag him back to bed and have your way with him finally.
You managed to restrain yourself though, the pair of you leaving the room and making your way into the Uber outside and youâd been driving around for around ten minutes when you realised you still had no idea where you were going.
âSo where are we going then?â You asked nonchalantly, hoping heâd forget it was a surprise but the twinkle in his eye let you know you were still about to be kept in the dark.
âI thought you knew? Pizza in Italy right?â He winked, watching a pout form on your lips that he was quick to kiss away carefully. âItâs a surpriseâ
You let him have his fun, driving for another ten minutes or so before you pulled over and Mason helped you get out of the car. This wasnât an area of London you knew very well and when you looked up at him he was smiling down at you sheepishly.
âWhere are we?â
âLittle Veniceâ he smiled as he took your hand and you felt your cheeks redden at how thoughtful heâd been. âI know itâs not Italy but itâs the closest we haveâ
âMason⊠this isâŠâ you mumbled. Lost for words for the boy in front of you and even though this was already the best date youâd even been on you could tell he was still eager to impress.
âIs it okay?â He asked, squeezing your hand as his eyes tried to find yours but you were feeling shy at the way heâd put so much effort in and you couldnât look at him properly.
âIâm speechlessâ
âIs that good or bad?â
âItâs very goodâ you smiled, finally looking back to him before reaching up to give him a quick peck on the lips as you knew he needed a little reassurance. It seemed to do the trick and before long he was guiding you along the narrow path by the canal until your eyes caught sight of a restaurant that was situated above you on a bridge. âIs that where weâre going?â
âSurpriseâ he laughed, letting go of your hand so he could wrap his arm around your shoulder before kissing your head and it was like you were lost for words all over again. Looking up to see his shy smile directed down at you but you were too gobsmacked to think.
âMase⊠itâs beautifulâ
âJust like you thenâ he whispered shyly before taking your hand once more and leading you to the door.
It was just as beautiful inside and your table was outside on the middle of the balcony so you could look over the river. Your eyes filling with tears as soon as you were able to take everything in but Mason was quick to grab your hand and run his thumb over your knuckles to settle you a bit.
âMase⊠this isâŠâ
âJust the tip of the icebergâ he smiled. âIâm gonna treat you the way I should have from the start so youâre gonna have to get used to thisâ he told you sincerely but you werenât sure if you were ever going to be able to get used to it. You felt utterly spoiled and youâd only just sat down.
Thankfully you and Mason liked the same sort of foods so after starting off with some cocktails you ended up ordering a pizza to share and a pasta that the both of you thought sounded nice so you could share that too and you had to stop yourself from getting too giddy as he tried to feed you multiple times throughout the night.
âHowâs the pizza?â He asked, taking a bite out of the slice heâd just fed you with but the way he rolled his eyes in pleasure let you know he thought it was good.
âReally nice, what do you think?â
âI like it, we can compare it to the real thing soonâ he winked but you just looked back at him in confusion until he nodded to a white envelope that was sat in front of the menus that youâd completely missed until now.
You sent him a confused look, but he didnât crack. Waiting for you to open it before he said anything so you took it carefully and opened it with a slight frown. Unsure as to what it could be but you recognised they were plane tickets instantly.
âMasonâŠâ
âItâs not for a few months, have to wait till the season ends, but I promised Iâd make it happen and I willâ he smiled.
âI canât⊠Mase itâs too muchâ you told him. Shutting the envelope as you were too overwhelmed with what he might have done but he was quick to take your hand and rub his thumb over your knuckles soothingly.
âNothing will ever be too much for you, I promiseâ he told you lowly and the intensity of it all was making your tummy flip. No longer feeling confident enough to look at his face so you looked down at your plate as you blushed profusely.
âYou still think youâll be with me in a few months?â you joked and even though he smiled you could he was about to be serious with you and you werenât sure if you could take it right now given his emotional you were.
âI think itâs more you thinking if you wanna be with meâ he smiled. âYou know Iâm in this for the long hall right? You're all Iâll ever need okay?â
âIâm in this for the long hall tooâ you smiled, letting him raise your hand so he could kiss over your knuckles and it was like you could have melted on the spot. You knew tonight was going to be special but Mason really had pulled out all the stops and you couldnât be more grateful for the beautiful boy in front of you. Tonight feeling like a turning point for you both.
You spent the rest of the night chatting and feeding each other. The pair of you too full for a dessert each so he let you pick whatever you wanted and shared it with you. Pulling his chair round next to yours and under the table you felt him tangle his legs with yours before sending you a cheeky wink and itâs as if you felt as light as air. Nothing and no one could stop you tonight and you couldnât believe youâd finally made it to this point with him.
Just before leaving you popped to the loo but when you got back Mason wasnât at your table, wondering if heâd gone to the loo himself but when you sat back down you saw him talking to a waiter just across the room. A concerned look on his face as they talked back and forth before his eyes fell on your and his face softened slightly. Nodding to the waiter and thanking him before walking back to you and when he took your hands in his you knew something was wrong.
âWeâve got a bit of a situationâ he told you calmly but you could tell he was slightly annoyed. âApparently thereâs paps outsideâ
âOhâ
âItâs okay, Iâve got a plan. I think itâs best we donât get caught together just yet, you know? And thatâs not me trying to hide you or anything, I canât wait for the day I get to show you off but just cause of Robin and everything I-â
âMase itâs okay, I get itâ you smiled. âI donât really want to start a shit storm eitherâ you told him and the look of relief that took over his face made your heart thump. Clearly he was terrified of what you were going to say but you knew by now the trick with Mason was to keep calm and reassure him he was doing the right thing.
âOkay, so Iâve called an Uber, one of the waiters is gonna walk you out and put you in the car and Iâve told them to do a few laps before coming to get me. I donât care if they get my picture I just wanna keep you safe, okay?â
âOkayâ you smiled, letting him kiss the back of your hand gently. You could see he was panicking about it all a little bit but you knew youâd be fine and the way he was trying so hard to protect you was making you melt.
âIâm so sorry, Iâm not sure who called them but I know itâs shitâ
âMase, itâs okayâ you reassured him, knowing it wasnât his fault and that heâd tried to keep this as intimate as he could so you tried to keep his spirits up whilst the Uber made its way so nothing could ruin your evening.
âUbers outside okay? If you need me just text me and Iâll comeâ he told you as he helped you put your jacket on.
âIâll be fineâ you smiled. Giving his cheek a quick kiss before meeting the waiter by the door who gave you a soft smile and opened the door to let you out.
You could hear the commotion of the paps outside, around five of them with their cameras poised ready to shoot but when Mason was nowhere to be seen they went back to talking. Keeping an eye on you for the most part and you knew they were watching you get into the car but thankfully no one took your picture.
It was around five minutes later when you pulled back up to the restaurant, a little ways further down but not too far away so that Mason would struggle to find you and you quickly uploaded a few pictures to instagram while you waited for him.
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After a minute or two you saw the flashes from the cameras meaning Mason had left. He walked quickly but calmly, sending them a quick nod before dropping his head down and getting to you as quickly as he could and sliding in next you with a huff but your driver was quick to leave and thankfully the paps couldnât get close.
âThere we go, no one suspects a thingâ he laughed. Finally settling in the seat and taking your hand to he could hold it in his lap and even though you were glad to bet getting away you didnât think you were out of the woods yet.
âDo you think we should let someone know? Just in case they post the pictures of you?â
âNah, no point. Man leaves London restaurant isnât exactly a hard hitting storyâ
âYouâre not just any man though are you?â You laughed, not believing how nonchalant he was being and the cheeky smile he sent you let you know he still wasnât being serious.
âYouâre right, Iâm your manâ he winked before placing a quick kiss to your forehead.
You were almost back at the hotel when a weird noise from Mason's phone startled the both of you and he picked it up with a confused expression as he tried to work out what had happened.
âWhat the⊠I canât believe itâ
âMase? What is it?â You questioned, seeing his expression turn angry and you gulped as his eyes flickered to yours and then back to his phone.
âThink I know who called the paps. Not for certain but Iâve got a good ideaâ
âWhat? Who was it?â
He didnât speak, just showed you the notification on his phone but you werenât exactly sure what you were looking at to begin with.
âWhat? I donât understandâ you whispered, even seeing her name written down sent a shiver through you and after such a nice evening you wondered if this would be the start of the downfall.
âI forgot she was linked to my calendar, sheâs the only person who would have called them cause I added it in there and Iâm guessing she could see we were there. She knows how much I hate it when the paps show up and sheâs bloody notorious for itâ he told you. Your mind wandering back to the photos of him and her leaving the restaurant he was meant to take you to and now it all made so much more sense.
âWell at least they didnât get any of meâ you reasoned but you knew he was still angry about it. âItâs fine Mase, please just forget about herâ you whispered and you watched his face drop as he realised how talking about his ex was probably the last thing you wanted to be doing on your first date so he gently tilted your face to look up at him before leaving a gentle kiss on your lips
âI did a long time ago, I promiseâ he whispered, trying his best to reassure you and the sad smile you sent his way broke his heart a little bit. âIâm sorry baby, come on. letâs not let her spoil our evening. Iâve got big plans for you when we get backâ
âOh yeahâ you asked, one eyebrow raised and you tried to hold back a smile âlike what?â
âJust you wait and seeâ he teased. Kissing the back of your hand before the car came to a stop outside your hotel.
âWill you shut your eyes for me please?â He asked, stopping outside your door with a cheeky smile on his face and you were about to question him but he seemed so excited so you just did it. Letting him lead you into your room until he made you stop completely and when he softly told you to open your eyes, the sight you were met with almost took your breath away.
The lights had been dimmed, a few candles were twinkling away on the sides but it was the rose petals scattered all over the bed that made your cheeks burn and you looked up to see him looking down at you shyly.
âWhatâs all this?â
âPut in a little request downstairs to have it all done for when we got back. I just wanted to make things special for youâ
âMaseyâ you pouted, holding him by his jaw so you could pop a quick but heavy kiss on his lips and even though it was only small you could tell how happy he was youâd finally properly kissed him with your lipstick on.
âCan you imagine if they forgot and I made you shut your eyes for nothing, that would have been so awkwardâ he laughed, spinning you so he could hold you from behind and kiss your neck but you felt yourself melting into him and knew it was your turn to tease him a little bit too.
âYou know Mase, this is very presumptuous. I donât usually put out on the first dateâ
âNo? You put out that first night we metâ he chuckled, his lips right by your ear as he kissed the shell of it and you felt a tingle run all the way down your spine as he loved on you.
âThat wasnât a date though, that was an ambushâ you told him. Your voice already sounding breathy and he began to stroke his hands over your sides and at this point you were finding it hard to stand up.
âWhat about when I took you out for dinner the second time we met. Seem to remember I ended up in your bed againâ
âThat was just two friends catching upâ
âOh is that what weâre calling itâ he smiled, leaning over further to kiss the corner of your mouth and you could have melted on the spot. âSo no sex tonight then?â
âI think I could make an exceptionâ you told him quietly, letting him spin you around so you were face to face again and his soft smile made your breath catch in your throat. No one had ever looked at you the way Mason did and you knew you were putty in his hands no matter how hard you tried to be strong.
âThatâs the spiritâ he laughed, watching his face turn serious before he gently bumped his nose against yours. The action making you smile as you griped his shoulders gently and the need to kiss him became overwhelming. Thankfully you could see it in his eyes that he wanted the same and you couldnât wait to finally have him again. âCan I kiss you now?â
Youâd barely nodded and his lips were on yours. It was messy and frantic as he grabbed at you, clearly not able to control himself after not having you for so long and you knew youâd both be covered in lipstick now but you didnât care. Your need for him was stronger than any of that worrying so you let him have you. Kissing him until there was no air left in your lungs and you had to pull back but the red lipstick all around his mouth made you feel triumphant.
âShall we go clean our faces first?â You asked but he just shook his head before running his thumb across your bottom lip and dragging it down your chin to your jaw. You knew your messed up lipstick was even worse now, letting him grab your neck and kiss along where the mark was and you had to hold onto his shoulders tightly so you didnât crumple to the floor as your legs were so weak. âYou sure Mase? Weâre just gonna make a messâ
âThatâs what I want. I want you to make a mess all over meâ he growled into your neck and you couldn't contain the moan that fell from your lips. Letting him pull you over to the bed and onto his lap and you could feel him through his jeans already as you straddled his thighs.
He eventually let you grab some wipes to clean you both up. Telling him it was like making out with a clown and you didnât want to stain the white sheets so you carefully scrubbed the lipstick off of him as he sat and watched you but you could tell he was eager to have you. His hands massaging your thighs gently and once you told him you were all done he wasted no time in gripping your hips and kissing you once more. This time a little softer and slower and you were glad you were sitting down still as you could feel yourself melting into him.
His little kisses moved across your face and to your jaw, peppering them across until he was trailing them down your neck and trying to attack your collar bones. You could feel his hands pulling at your top, trying to untuck it from your skirt and once he had peeled it from your body his hands were unclipping your bra and throwing that to the side too. Leaving you sat on his lap completely bare from the waist up and the sudden exposure to the cold air made your skin erupt in goosebumps.
Now you were exposed to him he wasted no time in attaching his lips to your chest. Moaning with you in unison as he sucked on the hardened bud and you couldnât help but buck your hips slightly. His warm hands splayed out over your back made you shiver but you loved how he was devouring you like he hadnât eaten in weeks. Kissing down the valley of your breasts before giving the other side the same treatment and when he finally looked up at you his eyes were dark and wild.
âI hope you know you wonât be sleeping tonightâ he told you breathlessly, lips brushing yours as he spoke but it was his eyes rolling in the back of his head as you massaged his scalp lightly that turned you on more than anything else.
âYou better have got late check out thenâ
âIâm nothing if not preparedâ he winked and you knew then you were in for a wild ride.
He stuck to his word and you really didn't get much sleep. Between endless rounds of making each other feel good you found yourselves laying half on top of each other as you spoke. Mason's excitement for your future was contagious and even though you wanted to take things slowly you found yourself wanting to say things to him you never had before.
Youâd forgotten how good it felt to have him in between your thighs, to have him take care of you in a way no one else could. To let him do exactly what you needed him to and as he rocked himself into you slowly with his forehead resting on yours you found yourself wanting to say so much but you were lost for words.
You felt as light as air as he kissed your cheeks, peppering them gently across your jaw and up to your ear where his light moans travelled straight to your brain and made you tingle. Your hands wandering the expanse of his back as you lightly trailed your nails over him and when you finally grabbed a hold of one of his cheeks he growled into your neck.
âI love every single part of youâ you he whispered. You hadn't heard him say that to you since that night in your flat as you werenât quite ready to say it back but clearly he couldnât hold it in anymore. âIâve known from the second I saw youâ
âMase-â
âShhhhh, itâs okay. I knowâ he told you and even though you wanted to speak you couldnât. His lips claiming yours again as he brought you to a high once more and by the time youâd recovered you were barely conscious. Heâd really put you to the test tonight and knew you were exhausted after the hours youâd spent between the sheets so he finally let you rest. Getting you comfortable in his arms so you could drift off and before long you were out for the count.
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You were awoken the next morning by the feeling of Mason's lips on your cheeks. Peppering soft kisses repetitively until you were squirming in his hold and you couldnât remember ever waking up so happy before.
âGood morning, sweetheartâ he whispered carefully, trying his best not to startle you as you carefully awoke but when you smiled at him softly his lips curled into your favourite smile. âAs pretty as you look when youâre asleep, you need to wake up my love. Check outs in an hour yeah?â He told you and you couldn't contain your huff. Barely opening your eyes to look at him but you could see his pout of sympathy for you. âI know beautiful, Iâm sorry. But it is almost middayâ he chuckled and even though you knew he was right, you shut your eyes again and got comfy.
Even though you were awake he was still pressing kisses to your face, the sound of your giggles mixing together as you tried to hide but he always managed to find somewhere to kiss. Eventually pressing his lips to yours in a sweet kiss that made your toes curl and when he pulled back to rest his forehead on yours you couldnât contain yourself anymore. The words youâd been holding in for a while now tumbling out of your mouth in a barely there whisper.
âI love youâ
You could tell Mason was shocked. Not expecting to hear that from you quite clearly but the smile on his face was contagious. Heâd told you he loved you before but knew you werenât ready for all of that yet so had cooled off on it until he couldnât hold it in last night but you knew he loved you as he proved it to you everyday with all the small things he did.
âYou what?â
âI said, I love youâ you told him again, a bit more forcefully this time as you wanted him to know you meant it and the look of relief on his face made your chest warm.
âAre you serious?â
âYesâ you laughed, kissing him lightly but he was too in shock to reciprocate. Looking back to see his eyes looking a little bleary as his emotions took over and you knew it must have hit him hard.
âI love you tooâ he whispered, laughing as he kissed again but you knew straight away where he was trying to take things and even though you wanted to, you didnât have time for that right now.
âHold your horses, big boy. We don't have timeâ you giggled and when he frowned at you you made the same face back.
âWhat? Youâve just told me you loved me and now Iâm not allowed to do anything about it?â
âYou said weâve only got an hourâ you argued but you knew he was about to argue back and you had to be strong.
âI can be quick-â
âMasonâ you laughed. âI love you, but noâ
âFineâ he huffed, pressing one last kiss to your lips before moving away from you. âIâm just gonna jump in the shower, okay. I love youâ he whispered and you nodded with a smile at him before he left the comfort of your bed to head into the bathroom.
You wondered if this was the whole reason he got this particular room in the first place, the glass bathroom was completely open and as you laid on your side you had a perfect view of Mason under the shower. You knew he wasnât doing it on purpose, at least you didnât think he was, but watching his hands roam across his wet body was getting you right in the mood and before you knew it you were knelt up on the bed completely naked in front of him while he stood and watched you. His mouth hanging open as you brushed your fingers softly over your body in an attempt to turn him on like he was doing to you as a little bit of pay back. Knowing he couldnât get to you easily as the glass wall was in the way but you should have realised by now Mason always got what he wanted.
He was rounding the corner back into the room in a flash. Soap bubbles and splatters of water following in his wake and you squealed as he grabbed a hold of you so he could carry you back into the shower with him.
âYou canât tell me no and then tease me like that, I wonât have itâ he laughed. Setting you down before pulling you under the warm water and you barely had time to think before he was pressing you up against the slippery tiles.
âMase-â
âShhh, I donât wanna hear itâ he whispered, his hand flying straight to where you needed him so he could circle over you gently and his first touch made you gasp. Knotting your fingers through his hair as he rested his forehead on yours and you knew you were blushing from the intense eye contact he was already holding you captive with.
âIâll go slow, yeah?â He told you quietly but you could already feel his fingers inching back towards your entrance and when he finally began to push his digits in you let out a breath you didnât realise youâd been holding.
Even though youâd had him multiple times the night before, it still wasnât enough for you. He would never be enough for you so you took his already hard length in your hand and began to pump him until his eyes were rolling back in his head and he was moving closer to finally get inside you again.
He managed to hook your leg over his arm so you were more open to him and you gasped as he pushed his way inside.
âYou thought you could do that to me and get away with it, huh?â He breathed, not letting you answer as he kissed you deeply as he snapped his hips back and forth quickly.
You knew he was trying to get out both over the line quickly as you didnât have time to mess about but as both your highs approached you felt him slow down. Your leg still hooked up over his arm as his other held you at your waist but you moved your hands to cup his jaw so you could look straight into his eyes.
You didnât know what it was but things felt different. Your wet bodies sliding against each other as you moaned into each other's mouths. Yours eyes all over each other's faces until they settled on looking straight into the others and it was like time was frozen. Just you and the boy you loved as he tried his hardest to push you over the line and you thought you might burst. Stroking your thumbs up and down his neck carefully as you held his shoulders and you wondered how your legs hadnât given out yet.
You could see it was a lot for him, his skin covered in goosebumps as his dark eyes bore into yours and you knew you were feeling the same feelings. An uncontrollable feeling of love ripping through you for the boy who was resting his head on yours.
âY/n.. fuck I-Iâ he stuttered, too overcome with emotion to get his words out properly but you just kissed him in hopes heâd relax and keep going.
âShhh itâs okay. I know Mase, I feel it tooâ you reassured him and the squeeze of you bum let you know he was just as close as you were.
âGod, I love you so fucking muchâ
âI love you tooâ you whimpered, looking back up into his eyes and you could see theyâd become glossy. Clearly too stunned with how he was feeling and when he shivered under your fingertips you knew it wasnât because of the temperature of the water.
You only let yourselves indulge in each other for a few moments longer as you knew you needed to get dry and dressed. Content with holding each other under the water for a few moments before you both got out and packed up. Mason managing to get himself ready a few minutes before you as you were just zipping up your bag when he groaned behind you.
âAh fuckâ you suddenly heard. Turning round to face Mason who was sat on the end of the bed and even though he sounded pissed off, he couldn't hold back a smile.
âWhatâs up?â You asked. Finally zipping your bag up as you were all packed and ready to go but by the look on Mason's face you could tell there was about to be another delay.
âCome hereâ he asked, patting the space on the bed next to him and once youâd taken your seat he passed you his phone and your eyes fell to the photo of Mason immediately. One of him in the same outfit he was wearing last night and it only hit you then that it was last night.
âWhatâs thisâ you questioned, reading through the article as quickly as you could to get a sense of what was happening and every word made you feel cold.
âSome shit someoneâs published about us last night. Youâre my mystery woman apparentlyâ he laughed but you could tell he was a little pissed about it.
âWhat?â
âYeah, my brother sent it to me and heâs not happy in the slightestâ Mason groaned. âBad for my image apparently. I should have listened to you last night and told him this might be coming I guessâ
âSorry, Maseâ you pouted, handing him his phone back but he just wrapped his arm around your back and sent you a small shy smile.
âNot your fault at all gorgeousâ he winked before placing a quick kiss to your forehead. âIâm gonna go call him quickly and clear the air yeah? You finish getting ready and weâll go homeâ he told you and you left him to take his call outside. Watching him pace up and down as he spoke to whoever he needed to but you couldn't tell how it was going as he was keeping his expression blank.
âHow did it go?â You asked as he walked back in and flopped down next to you. Pulling on your waist so youâd lay with him and once youâd settled on his chest he kissed your forehead sweetly.
âHe put me on the phone to my mum, sheâs kinda pissed and I had to tell her about you. I know you wanted things kept quiet for now but I couldnât not sayâ he explained and you could tell he was worried about telling you but you knew it wasn't his fault.
âNo donât be silly, itâs probably better they knowâ
âWell Iâm not sure about that cause she wants to meet you nowâ
âOhâ you breathed, knowing it was quicker than you wanted it to be but you knew youâd have to face them one day.
âDonât worry, Iâll sort it all out okay?â He reassured you, kissing your forehead gently as he stroked your hair and you couldnât help but feel calmer about it. He always had that effect on you. âYou've got nothing to worry about, theyâll love youâ
âIâm not so sure about thatâ
âWhy wouldn't they? I love you and you make me happy so thatâs all they should care about. The rest is none of their businessâ he told you and you knew thatâs how he saw things as heâd feel the same for his family if it was the other way around but you presumed they were protective over the baby of the family. âTrust me, Iâm more annoyed than you are, wonât let me keep my girlfriend a secret for more than five minutesâ
âGirlfriend, huh? Whoâs she?â You teased, looking up at him with a smirk and you saw a look of shock flicker over his face as he realised what heâd said until he smiled it off.
âWell I mean you told me you loved me this morning, I just presumedâ he joked but you could tell he was a little embarrassed about it still and the bridge of his nose flushed red but you reached up to kiss him softly letting him know it was fine.
âI havenât been a girlfriend for a long timeâ
âDonât worry, youâre already the best one Iâve ever hadâ he winked, the pair of you laughing as he pulled you into his body. âCome on, gorgeous. Weâve got a long drive and I think I want some snacksâ he told you and even though you hated to be going you were excited for the drive with him as youâd never been in his car before.
You stopped off in the small Sainsburyâs that was close to the hotel for some drinks and snacks and when you asked what sweets he wanted he demanded one of everything. You let him know he could only have two things though and once back in the car his hand was either settled on your thigh or his fingers were laced through yours.
You were around halfway home when his phone lit up on the dash. His eyes quickly flashing over before you heard him sigh and his eyes flashed to yours.
âEverything alright, love?â
âYeah uh, could you um⊠could you have a look on Robins instagram? Apparently sheâs posted some stories about meâ he asked quietly and you could tell he was upset about it. You didnât want to look but you were also curious yourself so you quickly found her and your heart broke as you saw them and what she was insinuating.
âIs it bad?â He asked quietly and when you didnât reply he sent you a sad smile. âCan you read it to me? Its fine I promiseâ
âFuckâ he breathed, not realising it was going to be that bad and you saw his shoulders deflate as you replayed what youâd said in your head.
âMase, itâs a bunch of bullshit, yeah? We both know sheâs just trying to get sympathy from everyoneâ you told him in hopes it would make him feel better but you knew not much would right now. âWhy donât you post something?â
âBest not, Lew will lose his marbles if he hasnât done so alreadyâ he shrugged. âItâll all blow over soon I promise, I know the truth, so do you and thatâs all that matters to me okay? Iâm done with her mind games and I just want to forget herâ
âIf youâre sure. But you know if you want to say anything Iâll be the first one there to defend youâ
âI know, sweetheartâ he muttered, turning to smile at you sadly and your heart broke once more for him. He didnât deserve any of this and you hated how now she couldnât manipulate Mason she was just manipulating everyone else.
-
You spent the next few days in a slight state of panic until he asked if you were free in the next week to meet his family and you agreed no matter how terrified you felt. Treating yourself to a nice new dress so youâd feel confident seeing them and at this point you didnât even care if Mason liked it you just hoped they would.
You didnât have to worry about Mason though, his eyes hanging out of his head when he saw you just like usual and it settled your nerves knowing whatever happened he would be there. He did his usual though and relaxed you, telling you how excited they were to meet you and that youâd have nothing to worry about so by the time you were finally there and out of the car you were feeling better than you had all day.
The vibes were off though as soon as you were in front of them. Mason's Dad, brother and brother in law werenât there yet as they had to pop out for something so you were thrown straight into the fire by meeting his mum and sister first. The bright smiling faces you were expecting to be looking back at you looked sour and unimpressed and they both appeared to be sizing you up. Unfortunately Mason was either ignoring it or none the wiser, wrapping his arm around your waist as he smiled down at you before looking back at them.
âThis is y/n, guysâ he smiled proudly introducing them to you. Watching them both give you tight smiles and small nods but the two babies made up for it by inviting you into the living room to join in on their tea party. You were a little too afraid to leave Mason's side and you could tell he knew it, but he gently squeezed your hand to reassure you before looking into your eyes. âGo on, love. Iâll join you guys in a minuteâ he assured you and after a quick kiss to your cheek you took Summers outstretched hand and let her lead the way.
He didnât leave you for long but you knew heâd followed them into the kitchen. His face set as he wanted to ask them why they were being so cold but he didnât really get the chance as they started quizzing him about Robin and he refused to talk.
âCanât you just tell us what happened?â Debbie asked, her voice thick with concern for her boy but Mason just shook his head.
âNo, I donât wanna talk about it, okay? Itâs done, I donât wanna see her again and thatâs thatâ he said bluntly but he could see Jaz was looking at him through narrowed eyes.
âWell youâll have to, sheâs coming to mum's birthdayâ Jaz said nonchalantly and Mason felt his tummy drop. There was no way in hell he wanted to see her again and he definitely was not having you and her in the same room.
âYou what?â
âI invited her a few weeks ago and when we spoke the other day she promised she was still comingâ
âLook I donât know what the fuck you thinking youâre doing but if sheâs there then I wonât beâ he told them harshly. The pair of them looking at him like heâd grown two heads as theyâd never heard him speak like that to them before.
âMason-â
âNah nah, Iâm not having itâ he told them. âItâs a dick move, Iâm your brother and I thought I came first over anyoneâ he spat but he could tell they still didnât get it.
âLook-â
âIâm serious, you don't know how hard the last few years have been for me and you donât have any right to do this. So youâve got a choice, her or meâ
âStop being ridiculousâ
âNot youâre being ridiculous, Iâm not talking to you about this anymoreâ he declared before standing up abruptly. His chair making a loud noise as it moved back and scraped across the floor but he didnât give them the chance to reply before he left them to finish lunch and joined you in the sitting room.
His heart broke for you as he caught sight of you sat in a circle with the girls. Mila was currently trying to put a tiara on your head as Summer poured you an imaginary cup of tea and itâs like he was falling for you all over again as you smiled whilst you pretended to take a sip.
He couldnât take it anymore, needing your comfort more than anything else so he walked in and your eyes found his immediately. He knew you were a little embarrassed but with a quick kiss to your forehead he sat with you and joined in much to the girls' amusement. At least there were a few women in his life who werenât disappointed in him.
âThey donât like me do theyâ you whispered, the vulnerability in your voice making his heart break so he quickly grabbed your hand and kissed your forehead again. Wanting to reassure you that it was all fine but also wanting to prepare you for the fact that today wouldnât be as easy as he thought it would be.
âDonât be silly baby, theyâve just got the wrong end of the stick thatâs all, theyâll be fine soonâ
âMasey? Whereâs Auntie Robin?â Summer suddenly popped up and you wanted the ground to swallow you whole. Thankfully it was only the four of you in there and Mila had no idea what was going on but you were still embarrassed and Mason could tell so he took your hand and placed it in his lap.
âRobin wonât be around anymore, Sums. Weâre not friends anymore reallyâ he told her simply but that seemed to be enough for her.
âOkayâ she smiled at him, nodding and pouring tea for everyone before taking her seat in between her bears whilst Mila decided your lap would be her seat today.
Mason's Dad, brother and brother in law turned up only five minutes before lunch was ready. Mason seemed furious at them for being so long but when they came in to meet you they seemed a little more friendly than the women in his life had been. They were just awkward if anything which was to be expected and when they were called into the kitchen Mason let them all go so you could have a few minutes alone together and he could build you up a bit.
When you were both ready you followed Mason into the dining room. Thankful that he hadnât let go of your hand but you could tell he was pissed about something else and you weren't sure what until he was directing you where to sit.
âYouâre sitting next to Summerâ he told, nodding you over to the other side of the table before following you around. You still couldn't figure out why his face was set so hard until he reached across the table to swap the wine glass in front of him with the water tumbler opposite.
âMase-â
âIâm sitting here. End ofâ Mason spoke. Cutting his sister off before she had a chance to say anything else. Pulling your chair out for you to sit down and you knew this was about to be one of the most awkward lunches of your life as Mason planted his hand firmly on your thigh as soon as he was sat next to you. You knew no matter what, at least you had him there for you as he turned to face you with a smile. âWhat would you like?â
Mason didnât let you lift a finger. Pouring your drink for you before serving up your food for you and you were grateful as you werenât feeling very confident at all. He was a gem though and constantly checked in to make sure you had enough and you were okay but it wasnât the food or anything like that that was the problem. It was the company.
If they were trying to make you feel awful then they were doing a pretty good job. Mason had told you they wanted to meet you so they could get to know you but if you hadn't been there it wouldnât have made a difference in the slightest. Not once did they ask you anything about yourself or try to include you in the conversation, if anything they were purposefully retelling stories that included Robin but Mason had a knack for changing the subject.
Maybe it was the fact you were on edge that made everything they did and said worse but you could feel yourself shrinking as the time drew on. Not bothering to say anything or rock the boat but thankfully Summer was keeping you entertained so you didn't feel too much like a spare part.
Mason was getting irate though so you slipped your fingers through his. Giving his hand a gentle squeeze to let him know you were fine and you could handle it and you watched his face soften as he looked at you before dropping a quick kiss on your forehead. The small act making your cheeks burn but you knew it was half for his family too, wanting to show them he didnât care what they were doing and that he was all about you.
When lunch was over you offered to help clear the table but Mason was quick to step in and told you you didnât need to before ushering you into the garden with the girls. You wondered if he wanted to talk to them privately so he could speak his mind without getting you upset but when he joined you outside five minutes later he seemed oddly calm.
You were sitting on the floor with Mila in your lap when he approached you. Resting his hands on your shoulders as he looked down at you with a soft smile before turning his attention to them.
âHey girlâs, mummy just told me sheâs got ice cream for you inside if you want itâ he told them, watching the pair of them scramble up and run inside hand in hand.
You werenât sure if you should get up but Mason was sitting down behind you soon enough. His hands on your waist as he tried to lift you into his lap as he sat crossed legged and once you were settled he wrapped his arms around your middle and rested his head on your shoulder.
You felt your eyes sting immediately, finally alone and able to let your walls down a little bit but when he kissed your shoulder a few times you couldn't help but smile. Yes the whole time youâd been here it had been incredibly tense and awkward but you still had Mason. His head hadnât been turned by anything theyâd said but when he moved you into his lap slightly so he could see your face better you felt your lip wobble.
âIts okay baby, you donât have to hold it in around me. No one can see you, yeah? You can cry if you want toâ he told you softly and it's like the curtain dropped as soon as he said those words. Your hands coming up to cover your face so you could let a few tears free but clearly you were more upset than you realised. âIâm so sorry y/nâ he whispered, feeling your sobs grow slightly before Mason turned you in his arms. Letting you hide your face in his neck as he held you and stroked your back lightly.
âIt's not you, itâs justâŠâ
âI know, gorgeous. Weâll get going yeah? Iâll go grab your bag and we can go homeâ he whispered but you didnât want to back out now. You wanted to stick by him and prove to his family that you were the right one for him no matter how hard it might be.
âNo itâs alright, Iâll suck it upâ you told him. Nodding your head and wiping your eyes as you tried to pull yourself together but Masons hands were on your jaw to make you look at him in an instant.
âNo I donât want you to do that. You shouldn't have to do that. I donât wanna be here anymore either so we can just go okay? How about I run us a nice bath when we get in, yeah?â He suggested, knowing how much you loved sharing a bath together and you nodded with a smile as he attempted to wipe your eyes. Thankful you could draw a line under today early and be alone just the two of you. âCome on then beautifulâ
He walked you to the back door but told you to wait there so he could get your things and you werenât in the state to argue. You were snotty and your eyes were puffy and you didnât want them to see that theyâd broken you so you let Mason go inside. Watching him march straight into the living room and he was met with his mum's guilty face straight away.
âMason-
âI donât wanna hear it. Iâve just come to get y/nâs bagâ he told her. His eyes scanning the room to try and find it but he couldnât see it straight away and it gave her an in to keep talking.
âPlease Mase-â
âIâm so fucking embarrassed of you guys, you know that? Couldnât play nice for a few hours and now sheâs in tears thinking you all hate herâ he told everyone. Finally spotting on a chair across the room and making his way to grab it.
âWe didnât mean for that to happenâ she told him, her voice sounding low and guilty and in the back of his mind he was happy about it. He wanted them to feel shit for what theyâd done to you.
âWell it did. She means a lot to me and Iâm not gonna stay here and let you guys carry on making her feel like shitâ
âWeâve got your best interests at heart always Mason, we werenât awful for the sake of itâ Jaz piped up but he was too angry with everyone to stand and argue any longer.
âI donât wanna hear anymore, weâre offâ he told them nonchalantly, picking your bag up from the chair and turning around but he stopped just before the door so he could stick the knife in again. âYou know I never thought you guys would be like this, she was terrified about meeting you but I told her it would be fine cause I really thought it would be. I thought youâd be there for me no matter what and Iâm so fucking ashamedâ he gulped, shaking his head as the he turned away, walking back out the way he came with your bag in hand before meeting you just outside the back door. His heart breaking once more as he took in your sorry state but he adored the way you smiled as soon as you saw him. âCome on sugar, letâs goâ
âI should say bye at leastâ you told him, not wanting to appear rude and make them hate you even more but Mason just shook his head and pulled you along.
âThe don't deserve it. Come on, you're fineâ he told you, pulling you round the house by the side gate until you reached his car. Opening the passenger door for you to climb into and before you knew it you were off. Your heart sank at the way things had gone and you couldnât stop yourself from silently crying the whole way back. Today had felt like a disaster but Mason kept his hand in yours the whole way home and deep down you knew things would be okay.
The pair of you had your bath, Mason letting you cry a little more until he was trying his hardest to make you smile. It didnât take much as it came natural for you to be happy around him and by the time you were going to bed you were feeling just about okay again.
-
Mason was in the shower the next morning when the doorbell went. You were sat on the sofa in your pjs still as you ate the toast heâd made you a short while earlier and you froze at the sound before Mason's voice rang through the air.
âCan you get that, baby? Should just be a deliveryâ he called so you got yourself up and dusted the crumbs off of your body before answering.
When you opened the door you werenât expecting to be met with the face of Debbie. You knew your face was one of shock but hers was one of sorrow and guilt and you almost felt bad for her so you gave her a tight smile in hopes she knew you were okay.
âHi loveâ she smiled sadly but you didnât know what to say to her. âIs Mason here? I think itâs best we all talkâ
âHeâs in the showerâ you whispered, unsure if you should let her and if Mason would want to see her but she was his mum at the end of the day and you didnât want to make her hate you anymore
âMaybe you and I could talk first then? I think I owe you an apologyâ she gulped so you nodded her in and took her to the kitchen. Offering her a cup of tea that she gladly accepted before you took a seat opposite her.
âSorry Iâm still in my pjs, I donât normally dress like thisâ you laughed, trying to make light of the situation but she just smiled at you softly before her face grew serious again.
âIâm sorry for the way I acted yesterday, well the way we all acted really. Weâre very protective over Mason, too much sometimes, and we were just a bit concerned. Heâs not spoken about what happened with Robin and weâve only had her side of the story so Iâm guessing we got the wrong end of the stick. We just assumed the worst after that article came out and we werenât sure about your intentionsâ
âI get thatâ you nodded sadly, deep down you knew why yesterday had gone the way it had and that you would have to prove yourself so you started here and now while Mason wasnât around to tease you. âI need you to know that I love your son a lotâ
âI knowâ she told you sincerely, âand you know what, after seeing him with you yesterday I can see how much he loves youâ she confessed. âIâve never seen him act that way with someone. Weâve known Robin since she was 14 and sheâs like a daughter to me but heâs never looked at her like thatâ
âHeâs had a lot going on that he should have told-â
âWhatâs going on?â You suddenly heard. Looking over to see Mason walking in fully dressed in his comfies ready for your sofa day but the sight of his mum sat in his kitchen clearly wasnât what we was expecting.
âIâve come to talkâ
âYou better not have upset herâ he grumbled, coming over to touch your shoulder protectively but you just placed your hand over his and nodded to the chair next to you and opposite his mum.
âMason sit down, it's okayâ you laughed, his eyes lighting up at the way you didnât seem sad in any way so he took a seat and kept your hand in his.
âRight, I want the truth okay? I know we werenât the best yesterday but I need you to be honest with me about what happened with Robinâ Debbie told him and you knew Mason didnât want to. You wondered if some gentle encouragement might help and when his eyes met yours you sent him a soft smile.
âCome on Mase, I think itâs for the bestâ you offered, hoping heâd listen to you but Debbie clearly knew her son and was ready to guilt her way into him talking.
âYou used to tell me everythingâ Debbie pouted, looking down and huffing slightly and he clearly knew what she was doing as he rolled his eyes with a little smile.
âYeah well this is shit, I donât wanna keep reliving it and talking about it all the timeâ
âWell letâs make this the last time thenâ she told him, reaching over the table with her hand up in hopes heâd place his in hers and after a beat he did. Looking up to see his eyes full of tears at the thought of hashing everything out again so you took his other hand in yours and gave it a gentle squeeze in hopes it would give him some courage.
âI don't even know where to start,â he sighed. âThings with Robin had been bad for a while but i didnt wanna give up you know? Didnât wanna throw nine years of a relationship away but she made it impossibleâ he gulped. âI know I told you I bought this place for Woody to stay in as an investment but that was a load of shi- sorry a load of rubbishâ
âWhat do you mean?â Debbie frowned and you looked at Mason quizzically too but his eyes were glued to the table as he fought to get his words out.
âIâve been living here. Iâve probably only been in the house a handful of times lately cause I needed my own place to stayâ
âWhy though?â Debbie whispered, confused as to why heâd lied to her and you knew the floodgates were about to open.
âCause I couldnât stay at home. She kicked me out all the time over the most stupid things like I canât even begin to explain but I was always on edge around her. You know, wondering what mood she was in and if Iâd be allowed in my own home that dayâ he told her and you watched as her face dropped.
âShe didnât love me in the end, mum. She loved what I could give her. We were kids when we met and we grew apart but she was comfortable with the life I gave her and didnât want to give that up. You wonder why every time we went out there were pictures? She always called the paps like she wanted everyone to know I was hers so no other girls went near meâ
âWhy did you stick around for so long?â She asked quietly, her voice sad but understanding and you could see how upset she was for her boy.
âLooking back, Iâm not so sure. She had a knack for making me feel awful about her mistakes so I was the one who would always go crawling back to apologise. It was just this weird cycle I couldnât get out of until Iâd just had enough. I get you were trying to protect me yesterday but it was from the wrong personâ
âI think we were just a bit confused. This seems to have happened really quicklyâ she nodded before her eyes were flickering between the pair of you be she was smiling softly. âSo how did this happen then?â
âItâs my fault, Robin ended things with me and I told myself that I was done and moving on but I didnât explain everything to y/n at first and when Robin whistled I went running back like i always did cause Iâm a moronâ
âSo you didnât⊠you didnât cheat did you?â She whispered and even though he knew why she might have come to that conclusion he was ready to defend himself even if he had been a bit wrong.
âNo way, I would never do thatâ he told her. âI get the lines are blurry and it doesnât sound great, itâs not how you raised me at all but Iâd never do that. I hate talking about it cause I sound like a dick but I only went to y/n when sheâd broken up with me and I never told her I had a sort of girlfriend in the beginningâ he huffed.
âIâm not proud of it, at all. Iâm ashamed at how much I hurt y/n when sheâs only ever put me first and shown me love. This thing with us, itâs not what Robin said okay? This isnât just me spreading my wings for a bit, y/n is it for me and thatâs why I thought it would be okay for you to meet her cause I know sheâs gonna be around for a long time. But Robin got you like she got me and made you believe something else. You know if anything I cheated on y/n, went running right back into the fire after she offered to give me everything cause deep down I didnât think I deserved herâ he told her honestly and your heart broke for the boy you loved. His eyes finally meeting yours and the soft look in his eye made you melt. âBut she stuck with me, no matter what I did or how awful I treated her. She was there for me and all I want to do is make her life as easy as she makes mine feel nowâ
âI wish you would have been honest from the startâ Debbie huffed, making the pair of you look back at her and even though you could see she was hurting for him you could see that twinkle in her eye that you knew that she could see there was something special between you. âLook Iâm your mum okay, itâs my job to protect you. But for once I donât feel like I have to anymore. Thatâs your job now, yeah?â She smiled at you and you felt your heart soar at how much she was trusting you.
âI promise I willâ you reassured her, feeling Mason squeezing your hand under the table as he knew this was a big deal after yesterday.
âI know you willâ she nodded. âYou have been for a while by the looks of things. Iâm not going to sit here and say I saw this coming from a mile off cause I really didnât but I could tell something had changed lately. I thought you and Robin had just finally hit your strideâ she huffed rolling her eyes. âI really am sorry for yesterday and Iâm sorry for taking her side. I would say she can expect an earful from me but donât worry iâll leave itâ she laughed and you could tell Mason was happy to put everything to bed.
Debbie stayed for a little while longer, the three of you talking how you imagined you would be the day before and you felt like you made a good second impression. Debbie giving you a big hug before she left and you let her and Mason have a few moments alone while you got settled on the sofa.
You see how much lighter Mason looked when he came back to join you, the smile on his face was permanently etched there throughout the rest of the day as you stayed cuddled on the sofa. Watching all his favourite movies in between naps and plenty of stolen kisses until he couldnât keep his hands off you and you ended up having sleepy sofa sex as he rested his head on yours and told you how much he loved you repeatedly.
It was just before dinner when things went a little south. You knew something was coming as it always did with you two. Like god was testing you to see how much you could take and because things had been too perfect for you all day he was ready to throw a spanner in the works. Youâd just nipped off to the bathroom it finally happened and you felt you heart drop as the shock ripped through you.
âUghhhh Mason! What the fuck!â
âWhat?â He called, his voice getting closer as he ran towards where you were and you smiled as you knew heâd probably find it funny.
âYou left the bloody toilet seat up, I nearly fell inâ you shouted back, adjusting yourself as you laughed it off but when you were finished and you finally opened the door, he was sitting on the bed like a deer caught in the headlights. You didnât take much notice of it at first and made your way over to him but as you got closer you could see the panic all over him. âSeat down when Iâm here rememberâ you teased, trying to get him to smile but your words had the adverse effect.
âSorryâ he gulped his eyes falling to the floor as he played with his fingers and you werenât sure how to take his reaction.
âItâs alrightâ you whispered, taking a seat next to his to hopefully catch his eyes but heâd withdrawn himself completely and didnât even react when you took his hands in yours.
âDo you you, um⊠do you want me to take you home?â
âNo? Why would I want that?â You asked but he just shrugged his shoulders softly.
âCause I did something stupid and annoyed you. I thought you might want to be away from meâ
âMase, baby, you forgot to put the seat down, you didnât kill someoneâ you told him softly, the hurt across his face only really hitting you then as you realised what might be happening. The pain of his past so evident and your heart sunk that you made him feel that way again.
âSorry I just-â
âYou donât need to explainâ you whispered âIâm so sorry, I was just having a laugh I didnât even thinkâ you explained and you watched him take a breath as if he wanted to say something else but the words never came. In the end he just gripped your hand and looked back up at you hopefully.
âLetâs just forget it then, yeah? He asked hopefully, letting you pull him into a kiss that you both smiled into and even though you knew you both felt a bit rubbish about what had happened you knew you could move on from it fairly quick and reassure Mason that heâd never have to leave you.
The rest of the night went without a hitch and you were determined to make it up to him. Cooking him dinner and even making him a special dessert that he sat and ate it with the biggest grin on his face. The happiness was so evident on him and you felt accomplished that you could make him smile by just treating him how he should have been all along.
The treats didnât stop there and you changed the bed sheets whilst Mason was in the shower. You knew he loved the feeling of fresh ones but it was also a treat for yourself as his were much softer than yours and after a little bit of a struggle you undressed yourself down to your knickers before crawling inside as you loved the feel of it just as much.
You werenât in there on your own long, Mason sneaking his way out of the bathroom shortly after youâd gotten comfy and the feeling of Mason pressing himself against you made you shiver. The sensation of his warm skin on yours was second to none and you almost had to hold in a moan at how good it felt to have him next to you.
When you felt his lips on the back of your neck a content hum fell from your lips as you shivered. You knew heâd been waiting to get his hands on you again properly but there was a little voice in the back of your head that was stopping you from getting you fully involved.
When it came to sex, Mason was the king of being unselfish and made sure he gave you exactly what you wanted even at the detriment of his own pleasure. He knew what to say, what positions you loved and sometimes you could tell he wasnât feeling it as much as you were but he was so into making you feel good that he didnât care. Doing whatever he could to push you over the finish line before he took care of himself but you were about to change that tonight.
Because even if he didnât care about putting himself first, you did and as he kissed his way down your back you began to hatch a plan so you could repay him for all the times heâd made you the priority.
As much as you didnât want to as you adored the way he was touching you, you rolled over and sat yourself on Mason's lap. His hands reaching round to grab your bum as your thighs wrapped around his and you could feel he was hard for you already. Only the thin material of your underwear separating you as Mason hadnât bothered to put on anything at all after his shower and right now you were glad.
âWhat do you want, baby?â He asked, pulling you further into him as his hands wandered over your naked back and back down to your bum so he could give it a squeeze and you had to hold yourself back from rocking your hips over him as his touches were turning you on so much.
âWell I was about to ask you the same, what do you wantâ you asked, the question catching him off guard a little but he shook it off and sent you a teasing smile.
âI want whatever you wantâ
âCome on Mase, let me do something for youâ you argued and you knew this was about to be a battle that you wouldnât win easily.
âSex isnât about what I wantâ he smiled but you just rolled your eyes at him cause you knew heâd always thought this but tonight you were going to make it all about him.
âYes it is, come on tell me. Whatâs something youâve always wanted to try?â You asked him but he was frozen and you knew his mind was blank.
âI donât know⊠how about you sit on my face?â
âNo, thatâs not allowedâ you told him sternly and you knew right away he wasnât happy about it.
âWhy notâ he laughed âyou said I can pick what I want, thatâs what I wantâ
âNo you donât, you just picked that cause you know I like itâ you told him, shimming back down his legs before placing yourself in between them. âHow about I get started while you have a think yeah?â You asked but you didnât give him a chance to reply before lowering your naked chest to the mattress and taking him into your hand so you could guide him into your mouth.
âYou really think Iâll be able to come up with anything while my dicks in your mouth- oh fuck y/n thatâs itâ he breathed. His fingers automatically coming to your hair so he could brush it out of your face and when you made eye contact you knew you were driving him crazy.
Mason didnât ask for head that often, only when he was feeling lazy and you forgotten how much you loved having him in the palm of your hand. The way he just surrendered to you immediately as he moaned and groaned with every flick of your tongue made you feel like you were in charge of him and you let yourself get lost in him. Making sure your bum was sticking up high in the hair so heâd have something to look at but when you looked up at him his eyes were fixed in the corner of the room until he was back looking at you.
âCome on Masey, tell me what you wantâ you demanded after coming off of him with a pop. Using your hand to work him as you took a moment to get your breath back but now youâd given him a taste he seemed to be more comfortable with asking for what he wanted.
âI want you on topâ he breathed, rolling you off him slightly so he could lay down a bit as you took your underwear off but you noticed his head was still propped up slightly.
âOkayâ you smiled, attempting to climb over his lap but his hands on your hips stopped you in your tracks.
âWaitâ he suddenly breathed, face cautious as he thought about whether or not he should say what he wanted to but you nodded at him encouragingly to let him know it was fine. âOther wayâ
âOkayâ you smiled, trying to hide your own nerves as youâd never done it this way before but you did as he asked and settled over him your your back to him, trying to line yourself up with him but when you looked up, the first thing you noticed was the mirror had been moved from the corner of the room and Masons eyes looking back at you through it. âYouâve moved the mirror?â
âUh, yeahâ he laughed, moving his head back around so you couldnât look at him though it anymore but when you turned your body slightly to face him you could see how red his cheeks and nose were.
âYou were watching me earlier werenât you?â You laughed and he covered his face with his hands before he was laughing too.
âYeah I wasâ he confessed. âI got a glimpse of you the other night and I wanted to try it today. I like seeing you from all anglesâ he winked and you felt your tummy flip at how hot you found it but before you could say anything else he was sitting up fully behind you. âNow I know you wanna make this about me but I think you might need a bit of help okay?â He told you. Wrapping one arm around your waist before settling the other on your upper thigh and you knew what was coming as he began to kiss over your back.
You watched his hands move in the mirror, gently tracing his fingertips up and down your thigh before touching you exactly where you needed him to. Tracing over your clit a few times before dipping his fingers inside you and the growl that left his lip made your head spin.
âThis wet just from giving me head, yeah?â He whispered before playfully biting your side. And you instinctively felt your hands travel up to your chest as you rocked your hips over his fingers. âYou like it that much Iâll put you to work more oftenâ
âFuck, Maseâ you moaned, a shiver rolling through you at just how turned on you were and you couldnât keep your eyes away from the mirror that was just off to the side. Your eyes constantly meeting Mason's dark ones and the sight of the pair of you was driving you wild.
âYou see yourself, yeah? Can you see what I see now?â He asked. âIâm so fucking in love with you, you know that?â
âMase pleaseâ you whimpered, starting to get overwhelmed with everything that was happening but he knew you were ready now. Laying back down and positioning your hips over him before he was guiding himself inside you and pulling you down further into his lap.
You froze for a second or two, not really sure what you were meant to be doing as you'd never done it this way before but with Mason's hands on your bum guiding you, you began to move your hips and the first moans fell from his mouth.
That was all it took to spur you on to keep going. That mixed with Mason's dirty mouth and the image of him sliding in and out of you in the mirror. Youâd caught eyes with him a few times as his eyes were flicking between looking at you in the mirror and watching your bum bounce up and down on him. His hands gripping your bum every so often and you knew he was getting close as he bucked up into you.
âYou wanna cum, Mase?â You asked, the pair of you staring each other down through the mirror and you could tell he was almost done just by how dark his eyes were. His nose red and flushed whilst his hair stuck up in all directions and youâd sworn he never looked so good.
âI canât fucking hold itâ he whimpered, the sound of his voice pushing you to where you needed to be and all you wanted was to reach your highs and melt into each other like usual.
âItâs okay, Iâm right behind youâ you told him, the knowledge that youâd been able to work him up into this state had pushed you closer to the edge than you realised and soon enough you were fluttering around him as he held your hips and bounced you on top of him until he was shuddering beneath you.
It was awkward trying to get you off of him and laid next to him without making too much of a mess but you managed it. Curling yourself into his side and resting your head over his frantic heart that you felt start to slow as soon as you were both comfy.
âHey Mase?â You whispered and he looked down at you softly. His brows raised as he was unsure about what you wanted to say but as soon as you spoke your favourite smile returned. âIâm in love with you tooâ
-
It was a rare few days that the both of you had off when things took a drastic turn. You knew things had been too perfect lately and something was bound to push you off track but never did you think Mason would be up to his old tricks again.
You were doing your skincare in the bathroom as Mason took a quick shower. His phone face down next to yours on the counter and when the sound of multiple texts came through and yours didn't light up, you realised it must be his.
âIs that my phone or yours gorgeous?â Mason shouted from inside the shower so you quickly flipped his phone to confirm it was actually his.
âYoursâ
âCan you see what it is? I donât wanna get my hands wetâ he told you. Popping his head from around the curtain and his cheesy grin made you giggle.
âJust a load of texts from Lewisâ you confirmed and he nodded at you before disappearing back behind the curtain.
âCan you see what he wantsâ he asked, shouting the code to his phone for you to tap in but you were stood in shock for a few moments at the fact heâd actually told you how to unlock his phone before you did it and to your surprise it worked. âYou done it?â
âOh um yeah, heâs just confirming about the charity event next week?â You told him. Trying to hold on the wobble in your voice as you were so unsure and felt like you were invading his privacy.
âAhh okay, can you message him back for me? just say thanks and Iâll call him in a bitâ he told you and without thinking you quickly replied with what heâd asked you to. Wanting to lock his phone as quickly as you could as it felt so strange to me using it
âOkay, doneâ
âThank you baby, Iâll be out in a minute yeahâ
âOkayâ you told him before leaving and getting ready for bed but you couldnât seem to wipe the smile off of your face.
When Mason eventually joined you, you could tell he was looking at you in amusement. Clearly unsure as to why you were grinning like youâd just won the lottery and when you both climbed into bed he pulled you into his lap so your legs were laid across his thighs with his arms around you and your heart thumped at how he looked down at you.
âWhat you smiling at, pretty girl?â
âYou gave me the code to your phoneâ you whispered, smiling even wider like a cat that got the cream as he looked down at you and soon enough his face mirrored yours. âNo ones ever given me the code to their phone beforeâ
âWell Iâve got nothing to hideâ he told you sinserly, âAnd you can use it or look on there whenever you want to, yeah? Iâll be honest itâs a bit boring but youâve got free reignâ
âIs it just you and Woody sending each other heart eyes all the time?â You teased and thankfully he laughed as he ticked your sides.
âYouâve caught meâ he laughed, dropping a heavy kiss on your lips before pulling back to look at you seriously. âYou can trust me, you know that right?â
âI knowâ you nodded, and you really thought you could.
The fact heâd given you the code made you not want to bother looking. You knew he had nothing to hide and heâd given you no reason to think anything different was going on until one night after work around a week later you were staying with him again. Mason was taking a call on his work phone in the conservatory when his personal one began to ring beside you and when you looked down at the screen your skin prickled uncomfortably.
Robin? Why was she calling? And why was she still saved in his phone with a heart next to her name and a photo of them all over each other? you wondered. Letting it ring until the call ended before a few texts poured in and your curiosity got the better of you. Punching in the code as quickly as you could with your heart pounding in your ears to try and see what sheâd said.
He text her from his other phone? And he was meeting her tomorrow? Surely not this must be some sort of trick sheâs playing but the heart by her name and the picture of the two of them making out was making your head spin and you didnât know what to do.
Mason's voice was soon booming through the house, letting you know he was getting closer so you quickly locked his phone and put it back where it was just in time for him to end his call and take a seat next to you. You tried your best to act casual and like you hadnât just uncovered his secret but you forgot he could read you like a book and gave you a confused look as soon as he saw you.
âYou alright, gorgeous?â He asked, his voice full of concern as he wrapping his arm around you just like always but you hid yourself in his body and nodded your head.
âIâm fine, just sleepyâ you told him, not wanting to say anything and call him out of it really was nothing but you couldn't lie and pretend you hadnât seen what you had so when he offered you an early night you took it. Noticing how he was reading over messages on his personal phone when you slipped into bed but his brows were drawn and his face fallen as he typed out his replies.
âYou still have that meeting tomorrow after work?â He asked as he got settled behind you. His arm laying loosely around your tummy as he spoke into your shoulder and you could only muster a nod. Not trusting your voice in case it broke but he seemed happy enough with your reply. âOkay, well Iâve got dinner with Rasmus tomorrow night so I might not see youâ he told you and you wondered if this was just a lie so he could go and see Robin. If it was a lie he was horribly good at it.
He was asleep soon after you said goodnight, however you laid there awake for hours. Worrying about what tonight might hold and if he was seeing her again behind your back. You knew you should have said something but in a weird way you wanted him to do it. At least then youâd have the evidence and when you didnât hear from him for a few hours at around 5pm the next day you could only think of the worst possible scenario.
Much to your delight your meeting was cancelled and rather than go to Masons flat like you were planning on to surprise him you just went home. Wanting to be in your own bed and you laid there with the hump. Wondering what he was doing now or who he was with but after a quick look on Twitter there was a photo of Mason and Rasmus with a fan from half an hour ago and you felt even more confused.
You knew heâd sent you a few texts to see how you were and where you were but youâd left them all unanswered. Not really knowing what to say and if you wanted to see him but at around 9pm you heard the door open downstairs and you know it was him. Making use of the key youâd given him two weeks ago even though you now spent most of your time at his.
âYou here sweetheart?â He called, hearing him walk around downstairs but you didnât reply, laying on your side away from the door as you pretended to be asleep just in case he came upstairs and soon after you heard him jogging up the steps and your door opening.
âBaby? Baby are you- oh shitâ he whispered, his voice getting quiet when he realised you were asleep before you heard him go across the hall to the bathroom. You wondered if he was getting himself ready to come and join you and shit all you wanted was the feeling of his arms around you to make you feel better you could also feel your heart shattering in your chest.
When he eventually came back you knew you were tense so you tried to relax but you could hear him undressing behind you before he slid behind you and his first touch made you jump.
âItâs okay, itâs only meâ he laughed but when you tried to curl into yourself more so you could hide from him, his tone shifted instantly. âBaby? Whatâs happened? Whatâs wrong?â He asked, trying to tighten his grip on you as you pulled away but you couldnât fight him off. In the end you just face planted the pillows so he couldnât look at you as the first sobs fell from your lips. âHey come on, just tell meâ
âI feel like an idiotâ you told him, giving up slightly and letting him turn you but you sat up so you didnât have to lie down with him.
âWhy baby? What's happened?â
âWhere have you been?â You hiccuped, finally looking over to see him and watching his face drop ever so slightly âJust tell me, donât treat me like Iâm stupid. Were you really just with Rasmus all night? â
âBaby, I donât know what you think is going on-â
âI know you went to see her, or youâre planning on it at leastâ you confessed and itâs like you watched his heart break right in front of you. âHow could you, after everything?â
âLook at me, please baby let me explainâ he whispered. Gripping your jaw gently to tilt your face up and in the end you caved and looked at him. This was the explanation you wanted so you might as well hear him out. âSheâs moving out of the house. You know I said she could stay while she looked for something else? Well sheâs going now and I had to meet her so she could sign everything over to meâ
âWhat?â
âYeah, there was some stuff in her name and we said weâd sort it when the time came. I just didnât want you worrying or panicking so I didnât say anything but now I realise that was stupid of me cause itâs made it all worseâ
âOhâ you breathed, the tension lifting off you immediately but you could feel your tears coming thick and fast as you realised everything was fine.
âI know Iâve still got a lot to prove, but you know Iâd never-â
âIâm so sorryâ you sobbed, head falling into his chest as he took you in his arms but he just held you and let you cry. Knowing you probably needed to get your emotions out. âShe called you and I went through your phone. Iâm so sorry I know you said it was fine but I get if you want to change the code nowâ
âNot at allâ he whispered into your hair before he gripped you tighter. âI told you Iâve got nothing to hide and you can look where you wantâ he whispered. âBut baby if you see something or are worried about anything then please talk to me okay? Cause I can assure you itâll be nothingâ
âI feel like an idiot. I just panickedâ
âI know gorgeous, itâs okayâ he told you but you didnât feel like it was. You felt like youâd royally messed up even if he was looking at you like everything would be okay.
âPlease donât be mad at meâ you whispered. Your lip wobbling as you thought youâd ruined everything but he just smiled at you and held your jaw so you had to look at him and you felt your heart rate slow down as he softly stroked your cheek.
âHey no, no I would neverâ he told you softly. âIâm more mad at myself for just not being honest and getting you in a state. I thought i was doing the right thingâ
âI just didnât want you to think I was insecure but maybe I amâ you shrugged sadly and you could see how much it hurt him to hear you say that as he knew his actions were the cause of it. âIts okay, Mase. Itâll just have to be something we work on togetherâ you told him. Resting your hands on his shoulders so you could stroke his neck as you knew it calmed him but he still looked heartbroken at your confession.
âI hate that Iâve made you feel like thisâ
âMasey itâs okay, itâs just something weâll have to work on together okay?â You smiled at him. âIt's just a blip but weâll get through it. We always doâ
âI promised myself Iâd never make you cry because of me againâ he gulped and your heart broke before you pulled him into your arms. The both of you sad but latching onto the other for comfort and the feeling of him breathing you in made you relax.
âLetâs just use it as a learning curve, yeah? We just need to communicate more and weâll be fineâ you told him. Your fingers getting lost in his hair so you could massage his scalp and when he nodded into your neck you knew youâd both be fine. âI love you so much, Masonâ
âI love you, tooâ he told you. Pulling back just enough for him to kiss you tenderly and when you suggested getting comfy to sleep he let you lay down before resting his head on your chest. âWeâll be okayâ
âOf course we will be, we always areâ
-
You were on the phone to Mason on your lunch break two days later when you bought up dinner with a friend but much to your dismay he couldnât go with you.
âI might not be able to make it baby, Iâve gotta get stuff boxed up and moved back into the houseâ he explained and a feeling you couldnât describe swirled in your tummy.
âOh?â
âYeah sheâs moving out on Wednesday so I can move back in finallyâ he told you and you could hear the excitement in his voice already.
âOh wow thatâs quickâ you told him, thankful he couldnât see your face as you weren't exactly sure what expression you had on right now. Still processing that youâd have to take on this whole new part of his life when you were so comfortable in the current version.
âYeah I thought Thursday maybe we could go there? Stay the night like get settled and get you used to it there. What do you think?â He asked and you didnât know why but the idea filled you with dread. You knew the plan was always to move back in once she was out as that was Mason's home but now the time was here you werenât sure how you felt about moving into somewhere that was so full of her.
You brushed it off though, trying to be positive about the situation, telling him it was a great idea and it was fine until he was pulling onto the drive and you felt awkward immediately.
If you thought his flat was nice then this was a whole different game. Youâd never seen a house like this before and even the driveway felt bigger than your whole flat.
Even from the outside you could get a feel for how nice it would be inside. The size and scale was overwhelming and you knew it was well taken care of as all the plants and lawns on the outside were in perfect condition but you had a sneaky suspicion none of that was down to Mason.
He was dying to get inside though and as soon as the car was off he was jumping out. Looking up in what only can be described as pride at his home before he was searching for you and holding out his hand for you to take.
âWhat do you think?â
âIts hugeâ you whispered and when he wiggled his eyebrows at you suggestively you rolled your eyes at him with a smile.
âCome on, letâs go inâ he laughed but you felt yourself stuck to the floor until he was pulling you forward. âYou want the tour?â
âOkayâ you nodded, trying to send him a smile but it felt forced and he could see you were nervous so he kissed the back of your hand before walking you inside.
It was huge, five times the size of his flat and you knew youâd get lost in there eventually. But it wasnât just the size of it that was throwing you off, it was all of Mason's memories that were attached to it.
It was homely in a way that Mason's flat wasnât. There you could tell it was made for a man to live in whilst this place had a womanâs touch all over it. The empty picture frames a reminder of maybe what used to fill them and the bunch of flowers in the hall made your tummy squeeze.
She was everywhere you looked, from her water bottle that was conveniently left in the kitchen to some of her skincare in the bathroom. You didnât feel safe from her anywhere and the longer you walked around the worse you felt.
It was like taking a tour of his old life, the one you both wanted to forget, but Mason seemed to be in his element. Walking around and finding things he thought heâd lost and telling you silly stories from moments when he lived there but thankfully they only involved him or Woody.
You couldnât deny the house was beautiful, loads of bedrooms so all his family could come and stay and a cute cinema room with massive cushions and a big fluffy blanket but the smell of what you could only presume was Robinâs perfume was lingering and you felt your eyes sting. You wanted to be as excited as he was but you just couldnât.
After the grand tour he went and grabbed your bags from the car. You ordered food in the end, sitting on the sofa as he told you about all the changes he wanted to make that he was never allowed to and you began to relax as thoughts of her left your mind. Hoping you could maybe one day erase every part of her and not think about her being there in every corner of the room you looked.
You could feel yourself relaxing as the night went on but you knew what time it would be soon and your heart was racing but not in the usual way Mason made it.
âYou wanna head up to bed, love?â He asked, kissing your cheek softly as he stroked your arm but you didnât reply. This was the part youâd been dreading but when he pulled you up you went with him, following him up the stairs and into the bedroom and once you were in you froze.
Everything was wrong. The smell in the air did nothing but remind you that this used to be their shared room and it was clear that sheâd been living here for a while. Thankfully the sheets looked fresh but you still felt uncomfortable about it so you took your time in the bathroom getting ready for bed but the empty products of hers in the bin made your eyes sting.
Once you were ready and couldnât waste any more time away from him you joined him back in his bedroom. Watching him undress down to his boxers and jump right in, clearly wanting to get comfortable as quickly as he could so you could cuddle like youâd promised him all day but you were frozen to the spot.
That was their bed and this was their room.
Heâd picked his usual side, was that always his side? The thought of you getting in next to him was too much for you and you just wanted the ground to swallow you up completely.
âBaby? Is everything okay?â Mason asked. His voice soft as tilted his head to look at you, but you kept your eyes on your hands as you played with your fingers.
What were you supposed to say?
In the end you heard him move, climbing out from under the covers so he could make his way to the end of the bed and sit on the edge. Beckoning you over to him again but this time you went to him. Letting him sit you on his lap as he kissed your temple and you felt a shiver roll through you.
âYou donât wanna sleep in here, do you?â He asked quietly, gently tilting your face up so youâd look at him and the understanding look on his face made your heart break.
âSorryâ you sniffed, trying to keep your bottom lip from wobbling âI just-â
You were cut off by the feeling of him sweeping you up in his arms and walking towards the door. A slight giggle coming from your lips that he laughed at before he walked you down the hall and into one of the spare rooms that youâd been in earlier so he could pop you on the floor gently. Wrapping his arms around your waist slowly and only then did you look at him properly, a soft look on his face and you knew you had to explain yourself a little bit.
âI donât know how to say this without it sounding awful but Iâm struggling being here a bitâ you confessed and a sad but knowing look crossed his face. âI know sheâs gone but sheâs everywhere I look, itâs like one in one outâ you joked but you knew your comment had hit him hard.
âI donât mean for you to feel like that at all, babyâ he whispered before kissing along your hairline softly.
âDo you want me to take us back to the flat? I donât mindâ
âNo itâs okay, Iâll be fine hereâ
âSheâs never slept in here i promise. This was my room for a bit when we first started arguing, before I got the flat. It's also Summers room when she staysâ he told you and you felt a lot better about being in there.
âLetâs sleep here then. Make some new memoriesâ you smiled at him and you could see his shoulders relax now he knew you were happier in here.
âI love you so much, you know that right?â He whispered, trying to reassure you as best as he could but you felt a lot better already knowing that he understood.
âI knowâ you smiled, watching his face relax ever so slightly. âAnd I love you just as muchâ
-
You didn't see Mason for a few days as you were both busy with work but when you had some time Mason invited you over to the flat. You wondered if heâd ask you over to the house but you couldnât say you werenât relieved to turn the key in the lock and find him cooking for the pair of you in the kitchen.
Once youâd both eaten you let him find a movie for the pair of you as you went to the loo but as soon as you returned you could hear him finishing up a call and he gave you a sly wink as you sat yourself down next to him.
âWho was that?â
âEstate agents. Theyâre gonna come take pictures of the house tomorrowâ he told you nonchalantly but you werenât about to let him say that without an explanation.
âWhat, why?â
âCause Iâm selling itâ he smiled and you knew your face was one of shock.
âWhat? Mase no I didnât mean-â
âNo no, you were rightâ he reassured you. Wrapping his arm around you and pulling you further into his side. âThat house is too full of memories iâd really rather forget so Iâm getting rid and we can start fresh yeah?â
âMasonâŠâ you whispered, not believing what you were hearing but he was just smiling his usual goofy smile and you knew youâd be okay.
âIâm gonna start looking for some new places but why donât you have a look too? We can go and view them together but thereâs no rush cause weâve got here in the meantime, but this next place I want it to be ours okay? So think about what you want and donât wantâ
âAre you sure?â You giggled. The prospect of living together officially hadnât really crossed your mind yet even though you spent every night together and the thought of looking for a home together thrilled you.
âCâmereâ he whispered, pulling you further into his lap and all you wanted was to kiss him. âWhat did I say on our first date, huh? Iâm in this for the long haul, remember. I know itâs a big step and we can wait until youâre ready but we spend all our time with each other that we can anyway and it can only be better once weâre finally together under the same roofâ
âI canât believe weâve made it to this pointâ you laughed, trying to keep your tears at bay as you seemed to cry at the drop of a hat these days and you wanted to keep yourself in check but Mason's cheeky smile was helping and you knew he was about to make a stupid joke. Thatâs why you loved him though.
âWeâve come a long way, huh? And I canât tell you how excited I am to be so far away from any neighboursâ
âYour neighbours arenât bad hereâ
âYeah but now Iâll get to fuck you without everyone hearingâ he whispered against your cheek and a loud laugh fell from your lips.
âMasonnnâ you groaned, trying to act like you were annoyed with his dirty words but you couldnât ignore the way your tummy flipped at the thought of being able to fully let go with him and try new things. Youâd always tried to be quiet here as you knew the walls werenât exactly thick and as you tried to hide in his neck he just held you tighter to him.
âSorry babyâ he laughed, pulling away so you couldnât hide your face and when you looked up at him he kissed you deeply before chucking. âDo you wanna go and have really quiet sex?â
You didn't say a word, just giggled onto his lips before pulling away and leading him into the bedroom so you could take care of him just how heâd liked it as since youâd bitten the bullet and asked what he liked, you had discovered a new found love for pleasing him.
He still fought you on it, letting you know he wanted to make it all about you but every so often he let you have your way and tonight was about to be one of those nights whether he liked it or not.
You knew he loved it though and when you were both knackered and spent you laid facing each other in bed as he held you to his body. Both sharing a pillow as your noses just about touched and the way he was looking at you like you hung the moon was making you blush.
âI love the way you love meâ he whispered suddenly, feeling his thumb brush along your jaw as his nose bumped yours lightly. âI hope I can make you feel how you make me feelâ
âHow do I make you feel?â You asked, your voice just loud enough for him to hear and even in the dark you could see his eyes twinkling. Wanting to spill the contents of his brain and heart to you as he was feeling everything for you right now and all you wanted was to let him know you felt exactly the same.
âSafe. And understood. Like loving me is easyâ he confessed, your heart breaking at the way he didnât believe he was good enough and you quickly pressed a kiss to his cheek in hopes it would make him feel even a tiny bit better.
âThatâs cause it is easyâ you told him, feeling him relax as he let out a breath heâd clearly been holding for far too long and when you heard him sniff you knew he was getting a little emotional. âWhy do you think I fell for you in the first place, huh? Loving you is like breathing to me. I donât even have to think about it, it just happens and I fall more and more for you every second Iâm with youâ
âI donât deserve youâ
âYes you do. You deserve to be loved just like everyone else isâ you told him and you almost smiled at how emotional the pair of you had become. âI know you've never had someone prove that to you but you do Masey. Youâre the kindest and most gentle man Iâve ever met, you make me laugh more than anyone else ever has or ever will do. Youâre my world, and my life is so much better with you in it Mase. I love you so so muchâ
âI love you tooâ he whispered. His voice thick as he tried to hide in your neck so you turned onto your back a little and let him rest his head on your chest. Your words had hit him luck a truck and he swore heâd never been so in love with anyone or could ever be again. You flipped his world upside down in the best way possible and he couldnât help but spill his guts to you. âI never thought Iâd feel like this about someone, I know itâs early but Iâm gonna marry you one dayâ
âOh yeah?â You laughed, scratching his head gently whilst trying to make out that you werenât as affected by his words as you were but you knew your heart was thumping right under his ear.
âOh yeah, get the proposal in my head alreadyâ he joked as he squeezed you a little tighter. âI just donât ever want us to end, you know? You're my home and Iâve never had that before. Weâre twin flames, remember?â
âI rememberâ you whispered, kissing his head gently before he was looking up at you in awe again.
'Can I tell you something silly?' he asked, his voice quiet in the silent room but you heard him loud and clear and wanted him to know he could tell you anything.
'Of course you can'
'Sometimes when I think about you I feel so full of love I just wanna burst like I can't contain it' he laughed and you squeezed him tightly to your body thinking he was the most adorable thing before he looked away again out of shyness. 'I can feel it right now like I don't know what to do with myself'
'Look at me you laughed, wanting to see his face again as you spoke and when his gentle eyes landed on yours you let your mouth run away with you. 'I feel like that too, a lot actually. I know we didn't take the easy route, but I wouldn't change anything for a second okay? All of this shit we've gone through it's just made us stronger and you're worth every single tear I've ever cried so please don't ever say you don't deserve me cause I love you in ways I can't even love myself' you confessed. Watching his eyes glaze over and you told him everything heâd ever wanted to hear but little did he know you werenât done yet.
âAt the end of the day, itâs all about finding your person and you, Mason, you are my person. The person I want to spend the rest of my days laughing with, crying with. The one who I want to come home to and fall asleep next to every single day and I hope you donât ever forget thatâ
âYour my person tooâ he whispered, overwhelmed by everything youâd said and you knew you had to break the ice a little bit.
âI better beâ you winked but he just rolled his eyes as he sat up slightly so he could hover over you.
âCan I take that as a yes then?â He smiled, referring to him mentioning that he wanted to marry you earlier but even though you knew what the answer would be already you didnât want to inflate his ego at all and you knew he already knew the answer.
âYouâre too muchâ you laughed, pulling him back down next to you so you could hold each other again but as he got settled back next to you on the pillow you knew deep down heâd never be too much for you.
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Hello there, how are you? I don't know if you take requests at the moment but i want to ask you if you could write something with Liho?
Maybe something like, Liho didn't like any partners Nat had before Yn, and since they got together Liho likes Yn, Nat thought that maybe more than the cat loves her.
And maybe Yn left some clothes in Nat's house and when Liho misses her, she went to i don't know, a jumper, and sleep on top of it. And when Nat found Liho, she send a picture to Yn, and went next to Liho like saying "i'm gonna marry her soon"
So, this isn't exaaactly the request, but it is where the story took me! In any case, I hope you enjoy it and thanks for the prompt :)
Natasha Romanoff x Fem!R
Natasha knew how to protect herself.
Donât trust anyone, always look over your shoulder.
Itâs what kept her alive for so long.
But itâs what made her lonely too.
The few people she dated took her dettachment as a challenge that they happily accepted but soon abandoned.
Others were disinterested in complicated affairs from the start, and so things didnât move past a couple of dates.
Then, you.
Medical staff came and went around the Compound. Most of the team had enhanced capabilities to heal themselves; for her part, Natasha was too stubborn to go on her own.
Thatâs how she knew she was seriously injured.
âAgent Romanoffâ you greeted, a wary smile on your lips as Natasha struggled to focus, the white lights hurting her eyes. âHow are you feeling?â
âConfusedâ
âYeah, that tracksâ you nodded, turning away from the chart to look at her. âDo you remember anything?â
âAn explosionâŠâ
âAnd before that a bullet to your side. We were able to fix it by resecting a small portion of your liver and spleen, but youâll need rest. For now, Iâll monitor you. Letâs think about discharging you in a couple of daysâ
âI can take care of myselfâ she objected, but struggled to sit up, pain invading her right side.
âThat would be the feeling of cracked ribsâ you nodded torwards her side. âIâm not asking if you want to stay, Agent. Your teammates are coming and going for missions or other engagements and you need to be monitored 24/7 for possible complicationsâ
âWhat youâre saying is, Iâm a prisoner hereâ
âOf course notâ you closed the chart, smiling. âWe donât let the prisoners watch tvâ
â
It had been mere hours, and Natasha was restless. There was nothing interesting in the tv, her phone was dead and it was ridiculous she was held captive here for âobservationâ when no one had checked on her for the last three hours.
âSorry about that. Busy day hereâ you said with a smile, checking her blood pressure and the chart. âAny discomfort, pain?â
âNoâ
You nodded, asking for her permission to do a physical exam. Natasha scoffed but agreed with an eye roll.
âBowel movement?â you asked, checking her pupils.
âNo!â
âOk, no need to get defensiveâ you placed your hands on each side of Natashaâs head. Your gentle touch made her squirm, and she was able to inspect you closer.
âYouâre prettyâ Natasha blurted out. You chuckled. âI am so sorry, I donât know where that came fromâ
âNo need to apologizeâ you smiled. âItâs the concussionâ
âRightâ
âVitals are good, Iâll come back to check up on you in a bitâ your pager went off. A large group of agents had just gotten back from a mission. âSqueeze the button if you need anything. Enjoy your stay with us, Agent Romanoffâ
âWhen will I be able to go⊠home?â Natasha said, but you closed the door before she had a chance to finish her sentence.
â
Natasha hated being wrong. At midnight, the pain got bad and yet, you had to convince her she needed some medicine to ease the discomfort and rest.
But whatever you gave her worked wonders. When she openes her eyes, you were on the couch next to her bed, going through some charts and reports.
âHeyâ she said. âI donât know your nameâ
âY/Nâ you looked up, smiling.
You sat next to her, checking her vitals as she drifted in and out of her sleep stupor. By the time she was fully awake, it was almost noon.
There you were again, munching on a cookie as you scribbled on a sheet.
âYou donât have to stay here all dayâ
âOh, itâs no botherâ you said, not looking up.
âNo other patients right now?â
âNo, itâs actually because every medic and nurse is afraid of you and they wonât bother me when Iâm hereâ
âGlad I can be of serviceâ
âAre you hungry? We can get you something very light to eatâ you finally looked up, trying to hold back a yawn. It had been an intense night in the emergency medbay.
âWhat are my options?â
âOatmeal and thatâs about itâ
âNo coffee?â
âNu-uhâ
Natasha shruged her shoulders and nodded. You smiled, walking out of the room. At least three interns were waiting for you, asking all kinds of very stupid questions. You turned to her, as if saying, âI told you soâ and left.
â
For the rest of the day, Natasha was the perfect patient, which obviously made you suspicious.
You repeated your physical exam, asked the same questions, got the answers minus the hint of sarcasm. You were about to turn and leave when she asked again.
âWait! I can go home now, right?â
âYour hemoglobin is still a bit low and Iâd like to wait at least another dayâ
âI canât wait another dayâ Natasha said, glaring.
âAgent Romanoff, you canât even go on missions right now. Whatever it is youâre so eager to do, Iâm sure it can waitâ you insisted, trying to avoid an argument after a 48 hour shift.
âIt canâtâ she insisted, and the monitor began to signal the rise of her blood pressure.
âCalm downâ you asked, walking back to her bed. âPlease tell me how can I helpâ
âItâs complicatedâ
âIâll tell you whatâs complicated. Pulling out bullet fragments from your stomach while I try to keep you from bleeding out. I was in that OR for eight hours and would like to guarantee you recover fullyâ
Natasha looked at you, and you sighed, sitting by the edge of her bed.
âI have a⊠catâ
âOhâ
âI need to feed herâ
âCanât someone else do it? A neighbour? One of the other Avengers?â
âLiho doesnât like anyone, but me. If she hears or smells a stranger, sheâll freak out and attack them or try to run awayâ Natasha explained. âItâs not ideal considering my professionâ
âYeahâ you nodded, thinking about what to do. Moving Natasha was not an option right now. âLet me tryâ
âTry what?â
âTry feeding Liho, is that her name?â
âItâs dangerousâ Natasha warned you, sure it would end in disaster.
âMy shift is ending, I can go right nowâ you ignored her warning. âIf I could discharge you right now, I would. Donât want a cat starving on my watchâ
Natasha nodded, and gave you her address. You were surprised she had moved out of the Compound, but then again, a chief surgeon wasnât privy to the Avengers every move.
The spy made you swear youâd call her if anything went wrong. As you opened the door to her apartment with the spare key, you were expecting to find a giant, feral animal waiting to sink its claws in your flesh.
âLihoâ you called a couple of times, making sure the door was closed so she couldnât escape. âIâm a friend of your mama, sheâll be back in a couple of daysâ
You were looking around the living room, when a thud behind your back made you jump. And there she was, a black cat with beautiful green eyes -that strangely, reminded you of Natashaâs-. You stared at each other, waiting for someone to move.
Liho did.
She let out a meow and rubbed herself against your leg.
âYouâre the cutestâ you cooed her, relaxing as she purred in your arms. âWhy would Natasha even say youâre scary?â
While the cat jumped around, you searched for her food, cleaned her water bowl and her sandbox. Once you were done, you called Natasha.
âYou owe me an apologyâ
âDid she scratch your eye out like Fury?â she sighed.
âNo⊠wait. Is that how Fury lost his eye?â
Liho jumped on the kitchen counter, purring and rubbing herself against your arm.
âIs that Liho?â
âYes. She has been purring and following me ever since I got here, Nat. Sheâs the sweetest cat and you were calling her crazy! In fact, you donât owe me an apology, you owe it to Liho. Come here, gorgeousâ
The cat responded to your words and Natasha smiled.
âIâll stop by again before I go back to the hospital. Anything else you need?â
You filled a tote bag with everything on her list. Once you were done, you said goodbye to Liho. Thinking it might be funny, you took a selfie with her, smiling as she snuggled on your chest.
You sent it to Natasha, not thinking much of it.
Natashaâs blood pressure increased as soon as she saw the picture. No nurse dared to comment when she turned off the monitor with a smack.
â
âIs this really necessary?â Natasha said, fidgeting on the wheelchair.
âHumor me, Agentâ you asked, pushing her to the entrance of SHIELDâs medical facilities. âThis is the last time you have to follow my medical adviceâ
Clint was waiting for Natasha, and he looked as you wheeled her his way, clearly amused.
âHow did you manage to get her to sit?â
âI have my waysâ you winked at the man. Agent Barton was a far better patient, if only because you had his wife on speed dial.
âRemember, rest. Take your meds and call me if anything feels off. And say hi to Liho for meâ you helped Natasha to the car, closing the door as she settled in. You waved as they drove off.
âWhat was that about your cat?â
âOh, Dr. Y/L/N went to my place twice a day to feed herâ
âAnd she survived? She must be specialâ Clint chuckled.
Natasha had to agree with that.
â
Liho was happy to see her human again, roaring like an engine as she rubbed herself on Natashaâs legs. After she came back from the hospital, the cat would never leave Natashaâs side.
The Russian also noticed that you had kept her place clean, and left some groceries and food for the first few days of her home recovery.
It was a strange feeling, being taken care of. Not unpleasant, truthfully, when it came from you. As she stayed in the confines of her apartment, Natasha pondered if it meant something else or if it was just wishful thinking.
You checked on her via text message, and that was all you could really manage to do, as you had back to back shifts and emergency procedures throughout the week. Still, you made sure to send some food to Natasha through delivery apps.
By the time you finally had more free time, it was a chilly Thursday night. As you were leaving the hospital and walking to your car, your phone rang.
âPlease, not another emergencyâ you sighed, surprised at the name on the screen. âHey, Agent Romanoff. How are you feeling?â
âIâm doing ok⊠but I might need your helpâ
âNat, whatâs wrong?â you dropped all formalities, rushing to your car.
âIâm fine, itâs Liho. I left the window open and she climbed all the way up the emergency stairs. And I tried but canât go out and reach herâ
âWhat do you mean you tried? You should have called me right away! Anyway, doesnât matter, Iâll be there. Donât do anything stupid, those are doctorâs ordersâ
By the time you got to Natashaâs apartment, a storm was fast approaching.
âHey, sorry for bothering youâ
âItâs not⊠blood!â
âWhat?â Natasha looked down, at the place where you were pointing. Right on her stitches, there was a small stain of blood. âOh, must have happened when I tried to reach for herâ
âI knew I should have kept you for another week at the hospitalâ you grumbled, leading her to the couch. You found a gauze in your emergency kit and lifted her shirt, applying pressure. âDo not move. Iâll be right backâ
âThe stairs are slipperyâ she warned you as you stepped out the window. Natasha was surprised at how graceful your movements were.
You looked around, calling for Liho, but the clouds were covering the moon and the sky was dark, making it almost impossible to spot her.
âOk, fineâ you climbed up the steps, holding on to the rail. Taking a deep breath, you let out a high pitched call. âKitty. Whereâs my kitty?â
There small beads shone in the middle of the darkness, and you reached forward. Liho complained, clearly scared about the height. A thunder made her jump, climbing a lot higher.
âLiho, I take it back. You are crazyâ
By the time you were able to reach her, it had begun pouring. You placed the cat inside your sweatshirt, to protect her from the rain and have both hands free to climb down.
âThat was funâ you said, going inside soaking wet. You almost slipped and Natasha caught you by the waist. âThanksâ you said, feeling warm as her hand went around your back. You couldnât help but look at her lips, and Natasha caught on, leaning forward.
In that moment, Liho peeked her head from the collar of your sweatshirt, protesting at the uncomfortable feeling of being drenched.
âHere, you need to dryâ Natasha offered while you closed the window.
âThanks, Natâ
She came back with a towel, yoga pants and a t-shirt. You tried not to swoon at the idea of wearing something of hers. Still, you said thanks and disappeared in the bathroom to get changed.
âLet me have a lookâ you asked when you came back, inspecting her abdomen. âLooks like it was just a small stitch on the edge of the wound. Iâll fix it if itâs alright with you?â
âYeah, sureâ Natasha nodded, and laid back as you prepared the sutures and wore gloves. You applied some local anesthesia and began to work.
âMy technique is flawless. The scarring will be almost invisibleâ you promised.
âSo, I can still wear bikinis?â
âYeahâ you nodded, trying to stay focused while the image of Natasha in a swimsuit floated around your head.
âI canât thank you enough for taking care of Lihoâ Natasha said in a low voice, which almost made your hands tremble. âToo bad my doctor hasnât officially discharged me, or Iâd take you out to dinnerâ
âHow about some take out instead?â you smiled, cleaning the wound and helping her up.
âThat can be done for sureâ
You had pizza with beer, sitting on Natashaâs living room while Liho jumped from your lap to hers. It was the best date you ever had.
Pretty soon, the alcohol and exhaustion caught up to you and when Natasha came back from the kitchen, you were fast asleep in her couch, Liho snuggled up in your chest.
Natasha smiled, covering you with a blanket. Liho purred, and your hand went up to scratch behind her ear on pure insctinct.
âI like her too, Lihoâ Natasha said with a smile. âSheâs definitely a keeperâ
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