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reidphobic · 26 days ago
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hey!! i would like to request something with prompt #85 “Th-There are people outside this door—” “Well, this isn’t about them, is it?” with neighbor reader.
maybe they’re meeting the team for the first time or on a date…spencer being handsy all evening and can’t control himself so you just have to drag him somewhere private and have your way with him he’s so relieved but can’t stop thinking that someones gonna walk in on them🤭
spencer’s always so clingy. you like to pretend at annoyance, swat his hands away teasingly, click your tongue. but you adore it, adore him. today, his hand is sliding up your thigh in the booth at o’keefe’s, tantalisingly close to where you want it. his friends are distracted enough that he’s emboldened, pressing a soft kiss behind your ear and murmuring i want you. can we go home? nobody will notice.
you grin. i’m having a nice time, honey, you tease, taking a long, exaggerated sip of your drink. but his puppy eyes are oh-so tempting. i’d offer to drag you into the bathroom, but… you trail off as spencer shudders. he leans in, so close that his lips brush the shell of your ear. please, mommy. i need you. you go hot all over, swallowing a moan as he wears your control thin. then, you look up, meet the bartender’s eyes, and an idea strikes you.
c’mon, honey, you say, pulling spencer to his feet. he scrambles up eagerly, tugging at your arm in his haste. his face falls when you stroll up to the bar. daniel, you say sweetly. can you let us in the back, just for five minutes? he gives you a look. okay, ten. spencer raises an eyebrow. fine, fifteen, tops. daniel sighs. fifteen minutes and i’m dragging you out, i don’t care what you’re in the middle of. you smile, drag spencer by the hand. thank you! you’re the best.
i used to work here. they love me. you explain between hungry kisses, sliding your hands under spencer’s sweater. well, sweetheart? got what you wanted. tell mommy what you need. spencer swallows thickly. th- there are people outside this door—
well, this isn’t about them, is it? c’mon, honey, we’re running out of time. he pouts. wanna taste you. you grin. go ahead, sweetness. you pull your dress up above your hips, let spencer drag your panties down to your knees and drop to the floor. you whine, hands scrambling for purchase against the door as he buries his tongue in you, greedy hands grasping at your hips and pulling you down against his mouth. he’s starving for it, frantic, lapping at your hole and biting gently at your clit, your head spinning as you struggle to keep yourself upright.
good boy, you moan, threading your fingers into his hair and tugging, whimpering as he sucks on your clit. taste so good, mommy, spencer groans into you, and you feel the words vibrate through your core. you’re falling apart on his tongue before you know what’s happening, biting hard on your lip to stifle your moans. that’s my good boy, baby, you say, legs shaking as you pull spencer to his feet, his lips and chin still soaked with you. you rub your thumb across his skin, collect your own arousal and press it into his mouth. feel better? you tease. you gonna make it to the end of the night before you try and jump my bones again?
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angstysebfan · 4 years ago
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The Truth Will Set You Free - Part 7
Pairing: Bucky x Female Reader, Thor x Reader (other Avenger characters)
AU: Modern
Summary: You dated for two years, and thought he was the one for you. One day you came home and found him with someone else. After running away from you, you return home and found yourself in the arms of Thor. When Thor decides to introduce you to his friends at a dinner, you realize that there’s something familiar about the house you were visiting.
Warnings: implied cheating, language (not proofread)
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You sit in your living room, ignoring the TV in front of you. You think about everything that has happened over the last several days and can’t believe the whirlwind you have faced. Who knew when Thor brought you to meet his friends, you would be faced with the horror that was your old life. Only then to find out that Bucky never cheated on you.
You don’t know what to think anymore. You care so much for Thor. He has been so patient and kind, and you know he cares about you, maybe even loves you. Then there is Bucky, who was your first love. The man you thought you would be married to and have a million babies with. But do you still hold that love for him?
You decided to distance yourself from both of them. Of course you spoke with Thor, who completely understood why you needed space. You decided to not reach out to Bucky, as you told him when you spoke you needed time. Knowing him, you knew he would reach out when he couldn’t stand it anymore. In your distance you decided to try and not think about it, at least for a little while. You needed to destress before you could even think about what to do.
As you sit there, “not thinking about it”, you hear a knock on your door. You get up, hoping and praying it’s not Bucky, because you are so not ready for that conversation. You open the door to reveal yet another person you really didn’t want to see. You say nothing and just stare.
Shuffling her foot against the ground she asks quietly, “Can I come in?”
You open the door wider and allow Nat to enter your apartment. “How did you find me? I don’t remember giving you my new address,” you say flatly. 
You see her gulp and again look down, “Uh, Thor actually gave me the address,” she says.
You are honestly shocked he would do that, but keep your mouth shut as you sit back on the couch. “So what do you want?” you ask.
She takes a deep breath as she sits, making sure to keep space, “I-I told everyone the truth. Something that I should have done years ago. I just... I just want to apologize again for.. ruining your life in the process of my bullshit,” she says.
You give a breathless laugh, “Yea, ruining my life is a pretty accurate summary of what you have done to me,” you say. 
You look at her again and see the pain in her face. You sigh, so tired of drama, “How did they take it?” you ask.
She looks at you in surprise of your question, “Well. They all still want to be my friend. They were upset with me about what happened with you and Bucky, because I took complete responsibility for that, but they all accept me,” she says.
You nod, “As I knew they would. Which is why I still don’t understand why you would hold onto that secret knowing what happened between you, me and Bucky,” you say, annoyed.
“I wish that I could give you a reason and make things better, but honestly, Y/N, the truth is I was scared. I didn’t want to accept that it was my fault. I didn’t want to lose any more friends, when I already lost the most important one in my life, and the second most important one,” she says.
You look at her confused, “The second?” you ask.
“Bucky kicked me out. He stopped talking to me. He finally spoke with Steve after I came over and apologized, but he still refused to come to most hang outs if he knew I was there. It took almost 2 years before he would be in the same room as me,” she said. 
You look at her in surprise, unable to comprehend what she just heard. Nat continued, “Even now he barely talks to me, but at least he will hang out with us. Him asking me to meet to tell you the truth was the first time he has spoken to me in a very long time,” she says. 
You knew at this point, you keeping your distance was going to be short lived. You had to speak to them both, but you still needed to time to figure out what to say. You still had more questions that needed answers, especially after this news. You look at Nat, “Well, even if you were scared, it’s not right to make me look like the bad guy. You and Bucky just let me look terrible to our friends,” you say.
You remember what Steve told you, and knew that you said, wasn’t 100% true, but you wanted Nat to feel bad after everything so you said it. Nat nodded, “You’re right. I’m selfish. I always have been. I liked being the center of attention and I love having people love me. When I thought that could slip away, I made sure it didn’t. When I knew Bucky wasn’t going to say anything, I decided to keep my mouth shut too. I never thought I would see you again. I know that sounds bad, but it’s the truth. I--” she stops and sighs.
“I loved you. I would have loved to have you love me back. I was ok with being your best friend because it gave me a piece of you. I would have stood beside you at your wedding and allow my heart to break into pieces to see you happy. When I ruined that? I- I lost myself and decided that if I couldn’t have you as a friend, then... I turned back into the selfish bitch I was. And all I can say to you is that I am so sorry. I know it doesn’t make it better,--”
“You’re right it doesn’t. Because while I can understand you being nervous and afraid to tell the people that you love that you are not who appear to be, it doesn’t give you the right to throw me under the bus to make yourself feel better,” you say and then scoff. “You say you love me, but I honestly don’t think you know the first thing about love, because you would never have let me reputation fall like that if you loved me,” you say.
Nat looks down at her hands and you see tears falling. “You know we can never go back to the way things were, right?” you ask her.
She refuses to look up at you but nods as the tears fall. You sigh, suddenly exhausted, “Whether I am with Thor or.... whatever, we cannot be friends. I will still hang out and will acknowledge your existence, but that will be all for a very long time,” you say.
Nat chokes on a sob as she nods, finally looking at you. “I--I understand. And no matter who you choose, you will have a man that loves you, and I promise to stay out of the way,” she says.
Before you can respond, she stands and walks out the front door. You sit there in silence for a moment before you finally cover your face with your hands and cry. If that was so difficult, how are you going to deal with your next decision?
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Part 6 / Part 8
Sorry this took so long and was so short. I needed to get Nat’s part finalized so that we can now focus on the guys. Now who will she choose? I have heard your thoughts, and I have to say I am on the fence. We shall see in the coming parts. Feedback is appreciated.
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burnedbyshoto · 5 years ago
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You Still Up?
Kinktober Day 13 ~ kink: electricity
pairing: fuckboy!kaminari denki x fem!reader
warnings: smut, cursing
word count: 4,200 (did this just for him)
a/n: I really really reaLLY liked this one, so, welcome to flavor town bbys
part two - you still there?
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“So, you’re not seeing anyone else right now?” Your blond date asked from across the table.
You lifted your wine glass to your lips, eyebrows scrunching as you shake your head. “No,” You respond as soon as you’re done swallowing the bitter liquid. “I’m completely single, which is why I’m here on the date with you.”
It takes everything within you not to roll your eyes at the grinning blond in front of you. Why the hell would it even matter if you were seeing anyone? This wasn’t even a first date, it was a preliminary date! You were definitely ready to have a boyfriend. But more often than not these boys you were with always left you unimpressed in bed. Yes, you fucked guys before dating them. You wanted to see if they could please you in bed. That was something important to you especially after dating a guy for a year who never made you come once!
So at the prime age of twenty, you were not ashamed to admit that you slept around. A girl needed her needs to be always met, and if all it cost you was a bad conversation and a mediocre fucking, it was fine.
“So Kaminari—“
“My last name is Monoma.”
“Right, sorry. Monoma, why don’t you tell me more about yourself?” You ask your smile kind as his blue eyes shine.
“Of course, but where to begin…”
You smile a bit strained as he begins his story from the very beginning, and you raise your glass to the waiter. You were going to need a full bottle to get through this dinner date.
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Your naked back pressed against his mattress. The blond man, Monoma, long asleep as you contemplated leaving now or later. He had just fallen asleep. Moreover, while he wasn’t horrible in bed, the dinner conversation did not leave you wanting more. You grabbed your phone from the nightstand and you checked the time. It was only one a.m. and you figured you would wait thirty minutes.
Your group chats with your friends who were expectantly waiting for you to respond back to them. All of them curious about how your date went.
you: sex was a 7/10
hagakure: OMG that's an improvement from your last 15 2/10’s
mina: is our girl going to be loyal to one dick?
you: dinner was a 2/10
uraraka: F
jirou: F
yaomomo: it could have been worse?
mina: but maybe you’ll get new dick?
you: ugh no, he’s attached to the relationship aspect. I can’t sleep around and pretend to want to go have dinner with him!
uraraka: just… stop going back to your other fuckboy
hagakure: WAIT I THOUGHT THEY STOPPED FUCKING
jirou: no, we caught him in her room two nights ago
you: please stop!
mina: shes obsessed because he fucks a solid 9.5/10 and he refuses to have anything personal
you: I just want dick! it’s not that difficult to explain
yaomomo: we know, it’s just,,, you can do better,,,
you: you're the ones who introduced him to me!
tsu: you guys woke me up, but we did so because we thought you both wanted a relationship. but what happened was way worse.
jirou: I mean, no offense everyone, but I think he may actually be serious about her?
You, mina, yaomomo, tsu, uraraka, hagakure: yeah right
You sigh as you place your phone down to your stomach. Monoma’s breathing is constant, and his chest rises and falls in a steady rhythm. So you slip out of his bed, and grab your pile of clothes from the floor and slip out of the room unheard. In the hallway, you slip on the black lingerie you wore, and the little black dress you own over it. You glanced at your phone again, the screen illuminating with another text, but it’s one not from the chat.
dick appointment: hey, you still up?
You smile, your eyes rolling as you make your way to the front of the house.
you: depends on who’s asking why?
You delight in the way the text bubbles appear immediately. Despite the situation of your relationship, neither one of you could truly deny the other.
dick appointment: me, of course. where are you, baby girl? I had such a bad day today, and well… I need a good release ;)
You scoff as you slip on your heels, opening the front door and slipping out into the chilly night.
you: well I got good dick but stank personality, but might fuck around and see if there’s another open dick I can score.
dick appointment: where are you?
you: nowhere and anywhere.
dick appointment: y/n
you: Denki
You walk towards the train station. Hoping that there was some cab still there despite the early hours.
dick appointment: photo_img.0278392-82. look how fucking hard I am just thinking about you, baby doll
Your eyes don’t even widen as you look at his dick pic. You’re at the very least amused knowing that he doesn’t send you old dick pics.
you: the guy I just fucked had a bigger dick
dick appointment: but did he know how to use it the way I do?
you: I don’t know, he’s that one pro hero I can’t remember his name for, maybe you know him? copies quirks?
dick appointment: I swear to god, baby girl if you don’t tell me where you are right now
you: (location) if you’re not here within 10 minutes I'm leaving.
He leaves you on read, and you sit inside the station. Your fingers already ordering a cab for ten minutes from now, and you wait. In all honesty, you know that he lives fifteen minutes away. It was something you calculated on the way over. But there was something so amazing about teasing him like this. You wouldn’t stop, and you couldn’t stop. Kaminari Denki, Pro-Hero Chargebolt, was plain and simply a fuckboy. You didn’t hold it against him. You really didn’t! But with the increased female popularity he had since becoming a Pro-Hero... he and you weren’t compatible. You knew he was talking to so many other girls, and it didn’t bother you as of now. At the end of the night, despite his fuckboy personality, he was always crawling back to you. It was a terrible game the two of you had. You both slept around a lot, but at least five times a week you found yourself back into his bed. His strong arms around you, and it was blissful. That was until someone from his groupie texted him. Then the reality of your relationship fell back into place.
You two were simply horny and found each other to be amazing in bed. So your feelings for him were continuously destroyed. It was to the point where it didn’t matter all too much anymore. The pain had subsided, and it made your weekly activities improve.
However, none of your friends approved. They all tried getting you to stop, but what would you say? You were too addicted.
You froze as within six minutes Kaminari’s black car rolled up in front of you. You stood up, canceling the taxi as you walked near him. Your heels clicked against the concrete as you watched his window roll down.
“Hey there, sexy.” Kaminari whistles as you lean onto the open window. His hair is tied back, the black streak on his hair nearly hidden within the blond tresses.
“Hi.” You almost purr, your face drawing near his own, your lips ghosting over his own. “What are you doing here?” You ask innocently, your eyelashes fluttering.
“I’m here picking up a very beautiful woman, maybe you’ve seen her.” He breathes against your lips. You smirk, your hands pressing against his leaning shoulders, making sure he didn’t get too close.
“Well is she prettier or uglier than me? Maybe I’ve seen her?”
Kaminari hums, his large hands over yours as he strokes the length of your arms. Chills spreading among your body as he does so.
“Well, baby girl, you’re the prettiest girl I've ever seen. So, I’m going to say she’s as pretty as you. There is a way that you would know if it was her though.”
“Mhm? Please tell me.”
“Whenever she first kisses me, she always tilts her head to the left just to throw me off. Mind if I test you out?”
“What do I get out of it?” You tease, the smile on your face stretching as his lips press against yours.
“A hell of a ride, baby.”
Your eyes close as his lips press heavenly against yours. Your head, as it always does, leans towards the left. Kaminari, as he always does, leans to the right. He curses softly as your giggle vibrates against his mouth, and you tilt back towards the right. It didn’t matter that he knew you would do it, he was always caught off guard.
His tongue is heavy against your bottom lip, begging to be let into your mouth. Not complying with his request, your teeth latch onto his hot appendage and you pull away. His yellow eyes are dark with lust as you gaze at him, a smile curling onto your face.
You let go, pulling away from the inside of his car as you begin walking towards the other side. You can feel your arousal beginning as the car engine comes back to life, and you slip into the seat. “Your place or mine?” You ask, a smirk on your face as you buckle in.
“Mine.” Kaminari groans as your hand rests upon his thigh.
“Then drive.”
Kaminari doesn’t need to hear you say it twice as he throws his car into drive. The tires screaming against the concrete as he drives away. You pull on the seat belt. Uncaring about the dangerous speed the Pro-Hero was driving at as your lips attach onto his neck. Your hands travel down his chest, resting upon his crotch. His growls turning you on as your fingers wrap around his clothed dick.
“Are you sure you had a bad day today?” You moan into his ear as you feel his thick cock grinding into your palm. “You sure you weren’t jealous that I was getting dick?”
Kaminari glances at you, his eyes flickering with millions of emotions. His lips are over yours again, his quirk coming out in a small dosage through your lip contact, and you gasp. “I don’t like others touching what is mine,” Kaminari growls against your lips, as he turns back towards the road. The engine of his care accelerating as his foot presses harder against the pedal.
You roll your eyes, but your hands slip underneath the waistband of his pants. Your hand grasping the heated flesh of his cock as you bite down harshly against his jugular. His head tilting back as he groans. “I’m no idiot, Denki.” You hiss against his flesh. “Your words are pretty, and you do make girls feel special and like they’re the only ones you’re looking at. Don’t think I don’t know that. I’m using you as much as you are using me.”
Kaminari still, but his hand moving out to the middle of your legs. His fingers rubbing against the crotch of your panties. “I’m glad you know.” Kaminari murmurs his fingers teasing your soaked slit. “You’re already so wet for me.”
Your gasping moans seem to spur him on as his finger slips through your soaked panties. His finger pressed against your clit and you hiss at the new sensation.
Your hand fisting up and down his length as he parks, and your free hand goes to undo the seatbelt. It seems, however, that the two of you are far too horny to make it up to his apartment. You delight when Kaminari seat slams as far back as possible. The two of you work in tangent to slip his pants off his waist, the fabric pooling at his calves. His cock was average in length. But his girth was undeniable as you move to press his teasing fingers away from your clit.
You watch as his cock springs up. His blond pubes thick yet neat, and you lick your lips at the sight of the bulging vein on the left side of his thick cock. You lean down, your eyelids heavy as you envelop him around your mouth. The sounds that come from his mouth almost making you laugh in victory. Kaminari was such a vocal boy, a feat that you enjoyed completely.
Your hands travel to hold the base of his cock in place as you lower yourself against his length. His cock stretches out your throat in the most delicious way as you bob against him. Kaminari hisses. His hands gripping your hair as his hips weakly buck against your movements.
His hips swivel beneath him as your head continues bobbing against him. Then Kaminari bucks his hips too hard, and the head of his cock pressed against your throat. Your breathing feels like it is on fire as you gag against his length. You pull away, heaving as your hand strokes his length. Your fingers teasing the vein running down his side. You lean back down. Your free hand massaging his balls, and his groan makes you rub your thighs. Your tongue pokes out, licking his balls and Kaminari convulses under you.
“Y/n!” He snaps his tone warning and his cock twitching in your hand. You lock eyes with his nearly black lust-filled eyes, and you suck on his ball. The skin is weird in your mouth, but the way his head slams back and the way his quirk spreads through your body is worth it.
You moan around his ball, and his resulting loud mewls makes you pant. Your arousal seeping onto your rubbing thighs.
“Stop!” Kaminari hisses, his hands ripping you off from his balls by the grip on your locks. You moan, not at all pleased as you were not done. “Stop being a fucking tease, sweetheart.” He growls, and his hands position your mouth against the cock of his head. The leather of his car seat sticks uncomfortably to your knees as you shift. His pre-cum spreads against your lips as you refuse to open up. “Stop being a fucking brat.”
Without much resistance, his cock presses through your awaiting lips. But his hips are slamming against your throat immediately. Your gags are loud, repetitive, and only drowned out by the sputtering grunts of Kaminari. His praises making your eyes roll to the back of your head as he face fucks you without mercy.
His cock continues hitting the back of your throat. You know your teeth are gently scraping the sides of his cock. But he likes that, you know he does. The air in your lungs burn, your eyes watering as you attempt to hum. You’re deep-throating his cock. But his speed and strength incapacitate you from keeping your breathing stabilized. Over and over, his loud praises, his slamming hips, and your lack of breathing make you delirious. Saliva escapes your mouth. Dribbling onto his slamming cock, and spreading across your chin. The sight seems to turn Kaminari on further as his grip in your hair tightens.
“You’re sucking my fucking cock so damn good, sweetheart.” Kaminari breathes, you gagging meaning you approved in his ears. “You’ll get rewarded for sucking my dick so well. Fuck, you’re so damn pretty like this, do you like my cock? Please don’t stop!”
Your moans are unstopping, and his thrusting stumbles as you moan against his length.
Your hand moving between your thighs. Desperate for attention on your own throbbing cunt. A spark of electricity shoots through you, and Kaminari pulls you off his cock. His eyes are angry and dark.
“Did I tell you to touch yourself?”
“No,” You pant. “But I wanted it, so I did it.” There is still droll on your chin, but despite that, he pulls you over onto his lap, his mouth on yours. You groan as you clothed pussy pressed against his thigh. Kaminari presses your back onto the steering wheel. The horn going off for a millisecond, but neither one of you is then fazed as he raises your dress up to your chest. The skirt of the dress blocking him from your sight.
“Look at yourself!” Kaminari laughs. You moan as he presses a finger against your clenching cunt. “So pretty, so fucking wet, and so damn ready for me.”
You feel him removing your panties. His lithe finger pressed sinfully against your clit. “Do you trust me?” He asks you.
There was a certain danger in using his quirk in sexual ways. There was a high risk of damage and possible death if not used correctly. But you completely trusted Kaminari. Your hips roll against his finger, and you press your dress down so you can see his bright eyes. “I trust you.” You confirm, and he moans, his eyes rolling backward.
It happens then. The voltage escaping his fingers and powering through you.
You nearly came on the spot, your back arching against the steering wheel as a shriek escapes your mouth. The sensation shoots through your entire being, pleasure rolling through you. The currents were unending as he continues rubbing against your clit.
Your hands slam onto the steering wheel and the door as his fingers begin pumping into you. Your head lolling backward as he continues using his quirk on you. The liquid heat in you continuing to pour out, and Kaminari’s delighted chuckles have you on edge. You rub your soaked cunt into his pumping fingers, his name a chant on your tongue.
Currents shoot down your limbs, and you tremble against him. Kaminari moans, your name a prayer on his voice as he pulls away mixing your arousal on his hard dick.
Your eyes can barely open. Pleasure slamming through your body still. The electricity still feeling like it was coursing through your nerves and bones. You watched Kaminari coat your juices on his hard dick. “Denki…” You sigh as the tip of his dick now lines against your entrance, and your legs tremble as he smirks. His hand bringing you in for a world spinning kiss as he slams you into his length.
Your back arches into the wheel, your screams swallowed in his mouth as you adjust to the penetration. Kaminari’s cock stretches you out in wondrous ways. God, he was so fucking thick.
Kaminari doesn’t wait for you to adjust, as his hips begin hammering into you.
You feel stupendously overwhelmed. His mouth intoxicating to you, the way his tongue traces the roof of your mouth makes your legs tremble. His hands grabbing your ass and breasts, always alternating. Always making sure to give you the attention he wanted to give you. His fingers still shocking you, and so the moans pour out of your mouth. The vibrations from his own moans hitting yours. Creating the mind-numbing vibrations in your mouth you only ever got with him.
His hips slamming his cock in and out of you. His girth making you tremble on top of his lap. It didn’t matter how many times you’ve fucked him. It always was an indescribable feeling of his entering and exiting cock.
It was too much.
Your hands go from the wheel and the door to pressing his head closer to you. His body flushed against yours, yet you wanted more. You yearned for more. The walls of your pussy clenching in the arrival of your orgasm.
“You’re so fucking amazing!” Kaminari curses against your mouth. His lips trailing down your neck as he slams you against the wheel again. The horn going off as you begin bouncing up and down his length. Your eyes clamped shut as he presses you harder against the car. His hips ramming into you. Your hips meeting his again and again.
“Denki!” You shriek as his fingers pinch your clit. You shudder against his hold, electricity flowing through your body, but it’s not from his quirk. “Ohmygodohmygod…”
“Tell what you want, sweetheart.” Kaminari snarls against your skin. “I’ll give you anything you want.”
“I need to fucking come!” You mewl, your fingers running against his clothed torso.
“Come, baby, come.” He growls, and your vision turns white.
You come hard around his cock. His relentless hips pounding into you. He shoves your shoulders into the steering wheel. The horn blares as you convulse on top of the blond, your lecherous moans driving him as he chases your orgasm.
“Fuck!” He snarls. His face crumbling as he looks at your blazing hot face, your eyes still clenched. Your mouth open and panting. “Shit!” He slammed into you relentlessly, brutally clenching your thighs. Watching you scream for him. Kaminari loved you like this. Screaming for him and with you letting out more overstimulated and raunchy moans. He’d completely lost his control, snapping forward. Letting out a heavy load into your throbbing cunt.
The two of you panting in the car. The windows fogged over, and he presses off of you, the car horn finally silencing. You feel dizzy as he brings you in for another kiss. His cock still twitching within your sex. The quiet of the night deafening in your ears as the two of you stay in the car.
You smile as Kaminari pulls you off his cock, the both of you hissing at the removal, and places you onto your seat. You moan as you feel his come seeping out of your cunt. “Want to come up still?” Kaminari asks, a hopeful glint in his eyes.
“Round two?”
“Of course.”
“I’d love to.”
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You woke up the next morning, the bed empty, and your body sore. You slipped out of the bed and sighed as you saw the thousands of hickies littering your body. Your hands holding onto one of Kaminari’s t-shirts on the floor and pulling it over your head.
You slinked over to the kitchen where you can hear Kaminari cooking something.
You’re pleasantly surprised to see him cooking some fried eggs and rice.
“Good morning, beautiful.” Kaminari chirps. “You woke up just on time.”
You sit down on the barstool, the cold metal making you shiver as he places the bowl in front of you. “Thank you.” You sigh as you grab the bowl and the paired chopsticks. The two of you eat in silence, and your hand subconsciously moves to rub a throbbing bruise.
“C-Can I tell you something?” Kaminari says, and you look up at him. You nod, unable to speak because of the food. Knowing him he probably had someone other girl coming in soon, and you were being asked to leave. “Well, I know you’re wanting a boyfriend, and well… I was wondering if I could be that for you.”
You stare at him, and amusement bubbles into your voice. You begin laughing, and your hands, cover your mouth, unable to keep yourself serious. You realize that he’s not joining in on your amusement, and you look up at him. Your face burning as you see he’s being serious. “D-Denki…” You breathe and he pulls out his phone.
“I know you don’t believe me, but look. I promise when I say you’re the only one I’m talking to, I mean it.”
You take his phone in your trembling hands. Your eyes widen as you see that in fact that he texted every one of his groupies. Saying that he would not be seeing them anymore. It had been over three months ago. You go to his snapchat. You see that the only girls he’s talked to in over four months month, besides you, are his old classmates. Even his Instagram only has you as the only girl in it for over five months. You feel like a trapped animal. Your chest heaving as you look up at him, your eyes swimming with confusion and sadness.
“I… I thought we were fucking around…” Your voice says, and the hopeful look on his face cracks. “I-I’m sorry Denki, I--”
“No.” He snaps, his voice cracking. “It’s okay… I understand.”
“I’m sorry…”
“No… don’t do that. Please, a-anything but that. I want to date you, y/n. Don’t m-make this harder.”
Your eyes search his face, hoping that for some reason he was being dumb, that his feelings are true. It scares you. The food in your stomach turning into acid as you stare at the blond who refuses to look at you.
“I’m going to go.” You whisper.
“Yeah, that’s for the best.” He snaps, his eyes hardening over.
You leave without a word, and as soon as you were out, Kaminari broke down. His sobs wrecking in his chest as you left him.
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golbrocklovely · 5 years ago
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give your heart a break // colby brock - chapter eight: (not really) the end
A/N: OH MY GOD I CAN’T BELIEVE IT’S THE END :(((( thank you to everyone that stuck around and read this story. the amount of love this got was crazy and unlike any other story i’ve written. i really appreciate all the comments and messages you guys sent to me. thank you all so much :) hope you don’t get too mad at the ending. maybe a sequel will happen??? you’ll have to see ;)
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taglist: @azurebrock , @daddydobrock , @colbyf-ingbrock , @cuddlingwithcolby , @absolute-randomness-forever , @lovelycolby , @codename-nyx , @sweetxplr , @absolutelynobodyposts , @colbysmisdemeanour
trigger warning: awkwardness, cursing, cliff hanger
word count: 1290
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three months later
“Splash me one more fucking time Jake and I’m gonna break up with you!” Tara yelled, glaring at Jake as he splashed her again.
I giggled, rolling my eyes at them.
Kat smirked at me, leaning in and whispering in my ear. “They can’t break up. Who else is gonna know Jake’s SpongeBob references?”
I snorted. “Or hers?”
We both busted out laughing, Tara now turning her attention to us.
“What are you two laughing about? Are you making fun of me?” She pouted.
“Never, Tara. We love you!” I exclaimed.
“Lies!” Tara grabbed a super-soaker from the side of the pool, pointing it directly at us.
Kat and I gasped, jumping out of the pool and running into the house as Jake held Tara back from getting us.
I ran and hid in the kitchen, Katrina running upstairs, most likely to Sam’s room.
It was nice to finally celebrate the boys’ new house. It was a beautiful home, and the fact that Sam and Colby owned it was impressive to say the least.
“What are you doing in here?” Corey’s voice rang from behind me.
I spun around, startled. “Fuck! Corey, you scared the shit out of me.”
“Sorry!” He snickered. “What are you doing anyway?”
“I’m hiding from Tara. She was chasing me and Kat with a super-soaker. Kat ran upstairs.” I informed.
“And you’re hiding here? The first place she’ll probably look?” He questioned.
“This is my first time being in this house, Corey.” I deadpanned.
He replied. “Yeah, I know. We’ve been trying to have you come over for a while now.”
I muttered. “I know. I just needed some time away from…”
“Colby.” He answered.
I pursed my lips. “Yeah.”
“Well, I’m happy you’re here now. I gotta go out and get some food, I’ll be back later.” Corey grinned, waving as he walked away.
I smiled back. “Okay. See ya.”
I leaned against the counter, glancing around the kitchen. Suddenly, I could hear someone come in from outside. I ducked down, hiding from Tara.
Maybe I should jump out and scare her…?
I smirked, waiting until I heard footsteps near me. I jumped up, screaming.
Colby clutched his chest, jumping back with wide eyes.
Fuck. Me.
“Shit! Why’d you do that?” He gulped.
“Uhhh. I thought you were Tara. Sorry.” I stuttered.
Colby exhaled. “It’s okay. Just wasn’t expecting that.”
“Yeah, sorry again.” I uttered.
“How long ago did you get here?” He asked.
“Um, about an hour or two ago. I came with Kat.” I admitted.
He nodded his head. “Oh cool.”
An awkward silence fell between us for a moment. Colby gazed up at me.
“It’s nice to see you again.”
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Hours passed. The sun finally beginning to set as we all sat around the tiki bar outside, enjoying the fresh summer air.
Colby and I had fallen back into our old habits. We joked like we used to, making comments only the other one could hear. It was nice. It almost felt like old times.
But then there were moments he would look at me and it felt like I was back in his apartment, our bodies close to one another.
We hadn’t really talked in the three months since we broke up.
If I can even call it that…
It was mostly Kat, Tara, and Sam asking how I was doing and whatnot. It was better that Colby had kept his distance.
I needed time to get over him. And I think I pretty much was.
“Earth to Zoe. Hello?” Tara waved her hand in front of my face.
I shook my head, looking at her. “Sorry. I zoned out again.”
“Yeah, I noticed.” She chuckled. “You didn’t even hear what I asked.”
“No not at all.” I teased, smirking.
“I asked if you have any dates lined up yet.” She responded.
I revealed. “Actually… I kinda do.”
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Colby glance over at us.
Kat chimed in, scooting closer to us. “Oh my God who?”
I giggled at their enthusiasm. “It’s just some guy I met on Tinder. His name is Jack. He’s really sweet and we’ve been talking for like two weeks now.”
“Is he cute?” Tara queried.
I rolled my eyes jokingly. “Of course.”
“What does he do?” Kat requested, sipping from her solo cup.
“He’s a DJ.” I mentioned.
“I thought your type was influencers.” Tara stated.
“Well, the last one didn’t end well so…” My voice trailed off.
Colby’s head turned away at my words.
“Shit. Sorry.” Tara mumbled.
“It’s okay.” I ran my fingers through my hair nervously. “Um, I’ll be right back. I’m gonna go get some water.”
I got up from my stool, slowly strolling into the house and away from everyone. When I got inside, I took a deep breath.
Why is every conversation about Colby so awkward?
Striding into the kitchen and grabbing another solo cup from the counter, I poured some water, taking a big gulp.
“Zoe?” Colby called, stepping into the kitchen.
I turned to him, placing my cup down. “Yeah?”
“Can we talk for a minute?” He inquired.
I sighed. “About?”
“You know what about.” Colby remarked.
“Sure, I guess.” I huffed.
He cleared his throat. “Um, I wanted to apologize for how things ended.”
“Okay.” I crossed my arms, already annoyed.
“We were together for almost a year and I-” He started.
I groaned. “We weren’t together.”
“What?” He puzzled.
“You made it abundantly clear that we weren’t a couple, Colby. Maybe we should just talk about this later.” I began to leave.
Colby lightly grabbed my arm. “No wait, Zoe. Listen to me.”
“I shouldn't have hurt you like that. I did a lot of terrible things during our relationship. The fact that I couldn't even call it one was one of the biggest problems.” He continued. “I shouldn’t have been so inconsiderate to you or your feelings. I did a lot of things to you that I regret. I really hope you know how truly sorry I am.”
“Alright. Anything else?” I commented.
“I shouldn't have relied on you to make me feel better again. I should have worked through my own problems before getting into any form of a relationship, friends-with-benefits or not. I shouldn't have laid out rules, it was stupid of me to do so.” He conceded.
I interrupted. “Why did you then?”
Colby explained. “Because I thought if I did that, if I set boundaries... we wouldn't fall for each other.”
“Well, that worked out well.” I hissed half-heartedly.
“I should have realized that the whole time I was trying to keep us apart, all it did was make me want you closer.” His eyes trailed over my face as he took a step towards me. “I shouldn't have lied to you, about any other girls or about being okay with you being with someone else. Or about my feelings for you. I thought that lying about how I felt would be better than admitting the truth.”
Heart frozen, I stammered. “W-what do you mean?”
He stared deeply into my eyes, my attention on nothing else but him.
“I love you, Zoe,” He confessed. “And I'm sorry I couldn't admit it when it mattered most.”
My breath caught in my throat. I was unable to speak, my mind moving a million miles a second.
“I hope one day you can forgive me, and we can go back to being friends again. Like we were.” He murmured.
"Colby?! Can you come out here for a second?" Sam hollered into the house.
Colby smiled lightly at me, glanced over me once and walked away.
The moment he stepped outside; I finally began to breathe again.
<< CHAPTER 7 || ...?
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myviewoftheuniverse · 5 years ago
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God Bless America’s Nuts
To the 4th of July 2020 celebration at Mt Rushmore
Beautiful. Well done. Congratulations to all Americans. You're all a bunch of crazy nuts but somehow after over 240 years all of you lead the world to this very day. It's been a great ride for millions upon millions of people that have struggled to get here for over the same 240 years.  They came here and lived amazing lives and their children, and children's children are living amazing lives beyond our imagination. From bowling alleys and picnics to billion dollar yachts and the New York Yankees, and on to the Space Shuttle. Everything this country has accomplished has included all races, creeds, colors and nationalities for 240 years. No matter how bad natural born citizens of America think it is in this country, they need to realize that millions upon millions of people from every other country in the world still want to get here, and will do anything to do so. (if you moved to almost anywhere else in the world for a year,, you would get a great lesson in how things work elsewhere and you would appreciate American Freedom far beyond what you realize) Both sides are all a bunch of nuts like I said, and you've all been fighting for the same 240 years over issues that sometimes are petty and should be left alone to each individuals decision, the government oversteps it's bounds far too often, and other arguments are so valiant and true, the movement leader as in MLK is truly an American hero. (those men should stay on Mt. Rushmore, MLK should be added, and any other black American hero similar in stature to Harriet Tubman. Would that not be Fking awesome? My idea! Just now! 
For 240 years all races, creeds, colors and nationalities have had to deal with a lot of garbage, headaches, (migraines), mental torture, financial ruin and loss of life to stand up for something involving Freedom. Whether you're a front line employee or manager at a corporation that loses his job due to bullying office politics, or someone in the neighborhood vandalized your property or harmed a pet, people do fkd up things in this country. Why, we'll never know but it involves education, and educating each other. We can't imagine living in a time when there were water fountains and bathrooms for white and black people. It makes you vomit just to think of it. It seems barbaric, yet that was normal life not so long ago. We are all here today, after 240 years and after the last 6 months. Can you people try to figure out how to get along? whatever the hell the formula is then mix it up and drink it. Because watching this behavior is fking ridiculous, from Karen's to BLM movements gone wrong because of a few idiots. White people need to keep that Karen's in line, informed maybe? About how life works? And BLM people need to to keep the vandals in line, informed maybe? About how life works. I'm sitting here watching this shit(and sorry to be vulgar but this is total bullshit. How many people out there have GREAT days 6 out of 7 days a week? 23 out of 30? Life is fucking great in this country from the bottom to the top on an average good day.  We're all fucking happy. Then someone has to throw a fucking wrench at the side of your head.  Why do you have to fuck someone else's day up? and interrupt the whole fucking program?) I'm sitting here watching this unfold with my popcorn in hand. I've laughed at so many Trump insults, and I've laughed at a million Liberal insults. You're both definitely on edge, or even over the edge already. I don't know what the fk is going to calm you people down but please I beg  of you, figure out the formula, mix it up and pass it around so everyone can drink it. Maybe a formula that makes you not notice or even understand the terms, race, religion, skin color, handicap, sexual preference, nationality, hair color, mental illness, physical appearance, intelligence, eye color,  the word yesterday? just something that makes us live one day at a time, moving forward, enjoying every moment we can with family friends, pets, the outdoors, alone or with someone, in the city, your quiet neighborhood, or your loud neighborhood with fun goofy friends. If you want to ride a skateboard off a damn roof then do it, if you want to laugh on your yacht then do it. As long as it doesn't harm another human being. Stop pushing other people around, physically and verbally and stop trying to find fault in other people. Everyone does have faults as far as I know, you do too, i know i do, even the Dali Lama and the Pope, and JC. So let's regroup, drink that formula and love one another and all that shit. I assume that's how we all get to Logan's Run? Where everyone, even though they look different, just walk thru life not noticing they have differences, and we all do the same fucking thing every night at 8, and we all go to Carousel to cheer for the people flying up a tube into Heaven. Let's do this. (and do me one fucking favor. can you fire the dildo head cop that pulled two black dudes over, just like they predicted 60 seconds earlier on video while sitting in their car. two exchanges happened in the first 60 seconds that are difficult to watch and digest. one dude says something like why'd you pull us over bro? and the dildo head police officer says "you looked at me when you drove by."...????????????????????????????? If looking at people is now outlawed you might as well shoot me in the face right now, go ahead and electrocute me, I'm 100% positive it would be fun to watch for more than one person out there.  It would be a big hit on youtube for sure or even FB live. The other exchange was ...dildo head "you over there, do you have id? ",,,dude "No man.... Why you asking me for ID when you know me!!!???".......WTF was that about???????????????? This is what our taxes are paying for, just for police officers to pick on enough black people until they find one that had weed in the car? The weed days are over guys. That shit is done. Let it go. And forgive me if I am misreading the situation but the dildo head seems to be behaving like a 14 yr old bully with two little kids on their tricycles in front of him. They're doomed. That was the most ridiculous exchange by a police officer that I've heard in 55 years living on this planet.)   Both sides of the battle, you're all a bunch of nuts out there, and me too for watching it because it's ugly, terrible and people are getting hurt on both sides. One thing though, I'm pretty sure that the crazy shit hasn't even happened yet. We are on a war path to disaster. Fasten your fucking seat belts, this ride does not make any stops. One last request. All Major League sporting events in all sports are free thru 2030. Just stand in line, camping outside allowed. (don't worry they'll be plenty of tickets given out under the table for the celebrities, we'll just have to live with that...they get their seats as always) oh by the way, tickets are issued randomly, game day only, starting 5hrs prior to the game. Next ticket out of the machine is yours. Stay safe you nuts...sorry for any msispllinginsgins
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thorne93 · 8 years ago
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Past VS Present (Part 7)
Prompt: Imagine being best friends with Loki, but this wasn’t always the case, since you’d grown up with Anakin Skywalker. And when Anakin needs your help one day,it starts a wave of events.
Word Count: 1847
Warnings: language (later in series), drama,
Notes: This takes place like right before Thor 1 and after-ish Reveng of the Sith (without Anakin turning) Thanks a million to my beta @like-a-bag-of-potatoes I couldn’t have finished this without you. and @queendivaofthedark you were amazing, thank you so much!
Crossover of Thor (Loki) and Star Wars
Tags (let me know if you want added or removed): @phantomgirl2298​  @munlis​ @cocosierra94​
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That night, you were getting ready for bed, you had already slipped into a silk nightgown, about to get under the covers when a knock came at your door. You were exhausted from your day and just wanted to rest so you huffed out some air and started to open the door.
 “This better be goo--Anakin,” you gasped at your handsome friend standing before you.
 “We got cut short earlier, when we were training. Let me take you out.”
You peered around him into the hall that was dimly lit by some candle flames. “What? Right now? It’s late.”
 “Please? We will hardly get to see each other otherwise. For me?” He pouted a little and you sighed. You could never resist him or any request he dared make.
 You rolled your eyes as you opened the door. “Fine. Come in so I can change.”
 He stepped in and shut the door behind him while you stole away to slip into some comfortable pants and a lightweight shirt.
 “Where are we going?” you asked as you grabbed your saber hilt and hooked it on your belt.
 “I wanna show you a place,” he said as took your hand, the feeling instantly putting a languid sensation that cascaded over you.
 “You want to show me a place? You do realize this is where I live now,” you commented as you made your way through the tranquil night. Torches and candles everywhere lit  your way, and if it wasn’t lit by torches, the moonlight and the night sky afforded more than enough light for you to see almost as if it were daytime.
 “I know, but I can try to show you something special, maybe something new you’ve yet to see yet.”
 “I can’t wait,” you remarked in a flirtatious tone. You hadn’t really done this. This whole...courting business. You’d possibly courted one man since you left the Jedi. And even that was a stretch. It was a few casual dates with a normal blacksmith. He was alright, he just….lacked that spark you saw within Anakin and Loki.
 Anakin was leading you down the side of the hill next to the palace. The palace sat on relatively flat land, but once you got to the edge where the stables were, the land had an incline that looked like a road. He continued to lead you down until he rounded the side of the ground that was jutting up above your heads. Once he took the corner he began to escort you through some shrubs and a small grove of trees.
 You laughed a delighted laugh as he still held firm to your hand. “Anakin, where are we going?” you demanded with a giggle.
 “We’re almost there!” he called back. Then finally, the grove broke and before you was a small sandy beach, lush and bright foliage, and a rushing waterfall that was glowing neon blue. “We made it!” he exclaimed as he turned to you and hugged you.
 “How did you find this place?” you gasped.
 “Part of our duty, as I’m sure you remember, is to become acquainted with the perimeter of our mission. I stumbled across it one afternoon.”
 “How have I never found it?”
 “Possibly because you’ve been hiding yourself away in books? You hardly leave the palace grounds.”
 You laughed lightly and put your hair behind your ear. You suppose you had become a little too cautious.
 “Come! Come swim!” Anakin requested as he grabbed your hand again and began pulling you toward the shore.
 “Anakin!” you cried out, resisting. “No, Anakin!” You squealed. “I don’t have the proper clothing to go swimming.”
 “So take it off!” he suggested with a wide grin.
 Your cheeks heated to an impossible degree as you covered yourself with your arms as if he could somehow see beneath your clothing.
 “Oh, come on now, we’re both adults. We were raised together. We’ve seen each other before,” he noted.
 “Yes, when we were around five years old. Not….not all grown up,” you protested.
 “Well I didn’t bring you all the way down here so I couldn’t swim,” he said as he pulled his black robe shirts off over his head, leaving his bare chest. He raised his eyebrows at you in a daring, flirtatious notion and you merely screwed your mouth to the side, still holding your arms over yourself. He slipped off his shoes and got down to his underpants and stepped all the way in, until he was wading in the water. The water was so bright, you could see him in his entirety.
 “Come on! It’s really warm.” He splashed you and laughed as you jumped back. You stood on the shore, biting your lip, hopping from one foot to the other.
 “If you don’t get in, I’m going to make you come in,” he threatened in a tone that made your body react in a very foreign way.
 “You wouldn’t dare,” you remarked, putting your hands on your hips.
 “Oh, I wouldn’t?” he said as he promptly made for the shore and you began to back up.
 “No,” you protested playfully. “No, Anakin!” You started to retreat but his wet hand caught yours and he pulled you into his arms, his body trickling wet, soaking your clothing.
 “Come on,” he tried once more. “I’m giving you a chance to save your clothing.”
 “Okay! Fine!” you responded as you pushed him away, begrudgingly. “I’ll get undressed.”
 You stripped down to your undershirt and underwear and stood there, feeling the slightest cool in the air.
 “There, happy now?”
 “I’m ecstatic,” he remarked with a cocky grin. “Now, come on!” With that, he grabbed your hand and pulled you into the water which was so warm it was almost like bath water. You welcomed the sensation all the way up to your shoulders.
 “Oh my gosh, Anakin, this is wonderful.”
 He lightly splashed you as the water rushed around you. “See? What did I tell you? Now, let’s say we take a dive?” he asked with daring inquisition of his eyes and brows.
 “Dive? Are you out of your mind?!” you demanded.
 “You need to remember how to have fun. Come on. I’ve tested the jump, it’ll be fine. You still trust me, right?” He extended his hand and you nodded, taking his hand.
 “How far is it?’ you questioned cautiously as you moved with him toward the edge.
 “Only a thirty foot drop,” he said as he got you right to the edge. You immediately tensed up and wrenched backwards away from him.
 “What?! That’s too far! What if there are rocks?”
 “It is not,” he countered. “There aren’t any rocks. Please? Trust me? Close your eyes if you want.”
 You took a deep breath and started to move back toward the edge. Again, his request outweighed your inhibitions.
 “Okay, let’s g--”
 But that was all you got out before Anakin took your hand and pulled you over the edge with him. You were about to scream, but by the time you found your voice, you were in the waters below, the impact soft and surrounding. You landed well below the water, thankfully you had the natural sense to hold your breath before colliding with the water. Once you got above the water's surface and swam away from the falling water, you found Anakin. His hair was entirely soaked, pulled back from his face, making you marvel at him.
 “By the Force!” you exclaimed, throwing your arms around him. “That was exhilarating!”
 “It was, wasn’t it?” he said, his arms snaking around your waist. “Over there,” he started, looking toward the opposite direction of the falls, “is where the falls continue. You can sort of glide down a series of much smaller falls.”
 “For now, I just want to stay put. That was quite enough for one night,” you said. “And you jerk! You pulled me over the edge!”
 “You never would’ve gone had I not,” he protested lightly. His eyes were staring into yours, making your insides completely turn to mush and jelly.
 Nodding side to side, you finally agreed. “I suppose you’re right...Thank you, for showing me this. This is...wonderful.”
 “You’re welcome,” he said in that smooth voice of his. “I’m glad you liked it.”
 After a moment of moving slowly in each other’s arms in the water, almost as if you were slow dancing underwater, you said, “I’ve really missed you. I hadn’t realized how much, until I went and visited you. Does that make me terrible?”
 He smiled a half smile, putting hair behind your ear. “Hardly. The Jedi haven’t been the same since you left. I can’t do a single thing without thinking of you.”
 Your heart seemed to stop at his words. “Really?” you breathed.
 “Really. When I rise, I think you’ll be there. When we go to dine for breakfast, I expect you there, stealing my food.” He nuzzled your nose. “When we are sent out on missions, I still fight as if you’re by my side, protecting me and helping me. You leaving has really thrown my world off balance.”
 Guilt bubbled inside your stomach and chest. “I’m sorry,” you apologized sincerely.
 “Don't be. My happiness is no greater than yours. Jedi, Asgard, the moon of Endor, I don’t care where you live or what you do, so long as you are happy, I am too.”
 No words came to you for him. You had no verbal response. No way to say what you were feeling, so you showed him. You knew it was wrong, forbidden, frowned upon. But you did it.
 Without a second thought, you put your lips on his. At first he didn’t move, possibly stunned, possibly he didn’t want this. You pulled away, horrified at what you had done. You just crossed the boundary from longest, closest, friendship into….what was this?
 “Anakin, I’m so sorry,” you gasped.
 He didn’t respond except for tilting his head slightly and returning to the kiss. The kiss took form this time, your lips moving with his. This felt so...right. But how? How could your childhood best friend, someone who you should consider a brother, how could this feel natural?
 You pulled away, fighting all the senses and urges in your body telling you to continue.
 “Anakin.”
 “Hmm?” he murmured, his forehead resting against yours.
 “We can’t do this.”
 “Why not?” he asked dreamily.
 “It’s forbidden for you.”
 “So?”
 “So...I’m not going to destroy your reputation or chance as Jedi Master.” You pulled away farther so he could see your face. The conviction in it was strong, he had to see that.
 He sighed. “I suppose you’re right.”
 You simply nodded and you two broke away from each other.
 “Race you to the shore?” you challenged.
 Anakin’s face morphed from sadness to excitement as he nodded and you two took off full speed toward the shore. Once you reached it, you continued back up the hill to grab your clothing, slipping it on before heading back up to the palace, hand in hand.
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