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wandaslittlebird · 2 days ago

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It Was Never Perfect

Stepmom!Wanda x Reader

After your perfect week alone with Wanda, the rest of your family comes home. You start to wonder if it was the right choice to even come home in the first place.

CW: R is hella jealous of everyone, stepcest, shitty father, possessive sex, body writing, oral sex, overstimulation, risky sex, Freud’s rolling in his grave, R is a little freak

Word Count: 4.1k

A/N: This one kinda sucks and it’s very angst heavy. It’s kinda a huge fucking downer but in a slightly ✨sexy✨ way. I promise chapter 5 will be well worth it though. Sorry this took so long to come out!

Part 4 of Her Special Girl

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For what it’s worth, you did get to wake up in Wanda’s arms on Christmas morning. You were gently shaken awake at 6:30 in the morning with light kisses to your face. “Merry Christmas, little love,” she whispered.

You flopped over onto her chest, a sleepy smile plastered across your face. “Merry Christmas, mama.”

The two of you spent the whole morning in bed together, tangled in each other's limbs. You didn’t even get up to brush your teeth before your lips were pressed to hers. Neither of you minded, though. You were far too concerned with having your hands and lips all over each other to let something as silly as morning breath stop you.

Around 9 o’clock though, when your lips had just made their way to her navel, you heard the front door open. Wanda groaned, reluctantly pushing you away and rolling out of bed. She put on a pair of Christmas pajamas and threw you a pair onto the bed. You reluctantly pried yourself off her mattress, putting on the pajamas.

You heard the shouts as soon as she left the bedroom. “Mommy!”s suddenly filled the foyer and the staircase as you heard little footsteps scramble their way up the stairs. The sound made your stomach turn with envy. That was your mama.

You walked out of the bedroom to find everyone in the foyer. Billy and Tommy, your stepbrothers and Wanda’s other children, were wrapped tightly around her waist. Wanda’s real children, you reminded yourself.

She had her arms wrapped around them as she kissed both of their heads. “I missed you boys so much! It’s been so lonely around here without you guys.” She knelt down on the ground, kissing all over their faces in the manner she’d kissed yours only hours ago.

Your stomach went sour. Lonely? She’d spent the week feeling lonely? No. She was lying. She was just saying that to make them feel better. She hadn’t been lonely. She had you. You were all she needed, right?

She only twisted the knife further when she stood up straight to greet your father. “I’ve missed you, my love,” she said softly before taking his face in her hands and kissing him.

You thought you were going to be sick. You turned around and ran into the bathroom, bracing yourself against the sink. This couldn’t be happening. You were her love. You were her baby. You were her favorite, her whole world, the only person she’d ever need. She spent the week telling you so. So why were suddenly feeling like the least important person in this entire house?

You turned on the sink and splashed your face with cool water. You watched yourself in the mirror as the cool water ran down your chin. Suddenly, you were 18 all over again…

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You stood in front of your bathroom mirror, getting ready for the day, beaming with pride and excitement. You’d been working for two whole years and it finally paid off. You’d spent months studying to get your GED, then even longer studying to get a near perfect score on your ACT, all to get to this moment: getting accepted to college. A full ride to the local university, nonetheless. Wanda was going to be ecstatic.

You’d found out last night, but you wanted to wait until morning to tell Wanda, when the boys had left for school, your dad had left for work, and it was just the two of you alone. You crept into her office, the piece of paper held firmly in your hands.

By the time you knocked on the door though, Wanda looked tired and pissed. “Mama?” you called into the room, hoping this would cheer her up.

You hadn’t noticed Wanda was on the phone. She put her finger to her lips to indicate you needed to be quiet. You dropped your hands to the side, chewing on your lip impatiently.

“Yeah, okay,” she sighed to the person over the phone. “I’ll be there soon.”

She hung up the phone and threw it into her bag. You opened your mouth to speak, but were quickly cut off. “I’ve gotta go to the school. Tommy apparently thought it would be funny to shove his brother in a locker,” she said with an exasperated sigh. She picked her bag up from under the desk, practically shoving past you to get out the door.

“But, mama…” you said, trying to run down the stairs after her.

“Can you make sure my computer doesn’t shut off before I get back, please? I’ve gotta go,” she interrupted again, walking out the front door and all but slamming it in your face.

You froze for a minute, heart shattering into a million pieces. Time seemed to stand still as the letter fell from your hand and onto the ground of the foyer. You shrunk into yourself, feeling like the tiniest, most insignificant thing on the entire planet. You tucked your knees to your chest, sitting on the bottom step. Tears poured from your eyes, clogging your sinus until you could hardly breathe. Sobs ripped through your chest, echoing through the foyer so loud it shook the glass chandelier.

It was always going to be like this. You shouldn’t have expected anything less, really. Wanda was never yours to begin with. You were stupid for thinking she cared. You were even stupider to think she cared about you over her own kids. Her real kids. Whatever you thought you had with her, whatever you thought she felt, was a fairytale.

You had a mother, a real one, and she didn’t care about you. You were dealt a shitty hand, and you still thought you could somehow win the game. This “having a mother” thing was simply an impossibility for you. You could toil all you wanted. It was futile. You had already lost.

This was reality. You were alone.

You were already tucked up in the furthest corner of your room when Wanda walked through the front door. “You, young man, are gonna spend the rest of the afternoon in your room finishing up all this homework you missed,” She sternly informed Tommy, sending him angrily up the stairs. He slammed his bedroom door, only furthering Wanda’s fury.

She set down her bag and shoes at the door, huffing. She noticed a piece of paper carelessly discarded on the hardwood. She sighed in annoyance. Did anyone know how to pick up after themselves around here?

She picked up the piece of paper, charging up the stairs. She knocked on your bedroom door.. “Honey? You left this in the foyer. I really need you to start picking up after yourself, okay? You can’t just be leaving things all over the house.”

When you didn’t answer, she huffed again. “Well, I’ve got to get back to work.” She folded up the paper and slid it under the crack of your door without reading it. She went back to her office without another word.

You made your way to the door, taking the letter in your hands and ripping it in half. You weren’t going to that stupid fucking university. You weren’t going to stay in this stupid fucking town. You were done playing house with a family that wasn’t yours. You were done savoring the praise of the woman who wasn’t even your real mom.

You were going to go somewhere new. Somewhere better. You were gonna find people who cared about you.

You didn’t need her. You didn’t need anyone. If no one else was going to be happy for you, you were going to be happy for you. And that was going to be enough. That was going to have to be. There was nothing else.

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You shivered, drying your face before heading downstairs.

“Hey, honey! Look boys! It’s your sister!” Wanda cheered, trying to get the boys excited to see you. They shyly hid behind her legs, scared in the way children get when an unfamiliar presence intrudes on their familiarity. You hadn’t seen them in over two years. You were practically a stranger.

“Are you coming to your grandmother’s with us?” your father asked.

You looked at Wanda. She could immediately read more than just confusion. There was something very wrong. “She’s gonna stay here. With me,” she answered for you.

Your father made no comment, turning back to the boys. “Alright fellas, go bring your bags up to your rooms. We gotta get to grandma’s for presents.”

“Presents” seemed to be the magic word, as the boys immediately ran up the stairs, carrying their bags with them and getting ready to leave again. You, Wanda, and your dad were all left in the foyer.

There was a terribly awkward silence, then Wanda spoke up. “Well,” she started, “speaking of presents, we were just finishing the last of the wrapping up in the bedroom. We should get back to it. So it’s done by the time you all get back. Right?” She looked at you, raising her eyebrows expectantly.

You nodded, desperate to get out of this situation. “Right.”

Wanda wasted no time grabbing your hand and whisking you away. When she reached the top of the steps, she called back down to your father. “We’re wrapping things for you, so don’t come up here!”

She pulled you into the bedroom, shutting the door gently behind you. Her voice dropped to a whisper. “What’s wrong, little love?”

Your brow furrowed in something between sadness and anger. “You’re my mama. Mine.”

She cocked her head to the side, trying not to look amused as you were very clearly upset. “Aww, sweetheart,” she whispered with a slight chuckle. “Of course I’m your mama, sweet girl.”

You stood in front of her silently, the same angry and sad look on your face.

“Oh come on, don’t give me that face,” she said quietly, cupping your cheek in her hand. “Is it hard for you to share mama after you’ve had her to yourself all week?”

You nodded, face softening ever so slightly. “You kissed dad! And… and you told the boys you had a bad week with me!”

“Honey,” she said, a bit firmer this time. “That isn’t what I said. I told the boys I missed them. And we both know I take no pleasure in kissing your father. Can you tell me what’s really got you so worked up? Talk to mama.”

You rubbed your arm, hesitant to spill your concerns. “Now that your real family is back you're gonna forget all about me like mom did,” you finally said, speaking just above a whisper.

“Oh sweetheart. No no no. Mama’s not gonna forget about you,” she gently pulled you into her arms, tucking your head just under her chin. “I could never forget about you. You’re mama’s special girl, remember?”

“Promise?” You asked weakly.

“I promise,” she assured.

You stood for a moment, trying to find solace in her arms. When you couldn’t find any, you desperately demanded “say it again.”

But before she could respond you heard your dad shout up from the basement. “Come on boys! We’re gonna be late to grandma’s!”

Wanda pulled away. “I should help them get ready,” she explained, turning to leave the room. You winced as she closed the door, leaving you alone in her room.

You were beyond angry. You were seething, practically vibrating with jealousy.

You sulked to the bed, looking to the nightstand and picking up the black sharpie Wanda was using to write on the gifts last night. You uncapped the marker, staring at the black felt tip. Permanent may not actually mean permanent, but it wouldn’t come off for at least a few days.

You were gonna make sure everyone knew who she belonged to.

It was only a few minutes before you heard Wanda shouting out the front door, wishing the boys and your father safe travels. You waited impatiently, counting each step you heard on her way back to the bedroom.

As soon as she stepped into the bedroom, you were on her, tearing at her closer, trying to get her closer. She took your hands in hers, stilling them. “Woah woah woah. Slow down. We have plenty of time.”

But when she looked in your eyes, she didn’t see the same seductive, blissful face she’d seen this morning where you’d left off before your dad got home. No. You were angry. Possessive. Jealous.

“So that’s how this is gonna be,” she conceded with a smirk. She didn’t say anything more, but she looked almost excited. You didn’t respond, holding that same dangerous glare. She let go of your hands, giving you silent permission to continue.

You pushed her body backwards until it hit the wall. You lips met hers in a harsh, bruising kiss that would leave both your lips swollen. You only pulled away for a moment to rip her shirt off over her head. She moaned as your hands pawed at her breast, squeezing them hard enough to hurt. You teased her nipples between your pointer finger and thumb, pinching and pulling them until she yelped.

When you were sure her lips were puffy and raw, you made your way down her body, kneeling in front of her until you were face to face with her center. You looked up at her hungrily as you slowly pulled at the waistband of her pajama pants. “Say it again, mama. Tell me I’m special and you love me the most.”

She gently cupped your cheek, tilting your head up and stroking your cheekbone with her thumb. Even in your lustful, jealous haze there was a moment of peace when she said “You’re my most special girl, little love. Mama loves you more than anything in the world.”

You made short work of pulling her underwear and pants the rest of the way down. You gently kissed her mound before hungirly diving into her core, sucking her clit into your mouth. Her eyes closed and her mouth fell open in a blissful expression. She reached down and grabbed your hair, keeping you pressed tight against her. “Oh… fuck… please… oh my love…”

She threw her leg over your shoulder, pulling you even closer as your tongue circled her entrance. You reached up to stead her waist with your hands, holding her in place. “You’re making mama feel so good baby. Fuck I love you so much,” she panted, her legs starting to shake. She pulled one of your hands from her waist, holding it tight for support.

“You’re gonna make mama cum, baby,” she breathed, arching away from the wall. You could feel her heel digging into your back as her wetness coated your tongue. You were addicted to her taste, and determined to be the only one who ever got the privilege of tasting her again. Your nails dug into the skin of her thigh as her hand tightened in your hair. She came with a silent scream, nearly collapsing to the ground against the wall.

She smiled at you, satisfied. But you had that same hungry look in your eye. A look that told her you were far from done.

“Say it again,” you demanded weakly. As angry as you were, you still just looked so little and desperate. You just wanted to be loved. You just wanted your mama.

“Baby,” she cooed. She was still panting and disheveled. “What can I do to make you feel better?”

“Say. It. Again.” You commanded, biting down on your own lip.

“You are my most precious angel. My most special girl,” she repeated.

Wordlessly, you laid on your stomach in front of her, your face hovering over her sex. You blew cool air against the sensitive skin. You brought two fingers to her entrance, which, coated with the remains of her orgasm, gave no resistance.

“Ah,” she hummed, “careful baby. Mama’s very sensitive. Oh fuck…”

She bucked into your hand as your fingers curled to meet that special spot inside of her. You lowered your head, pulling her clit back into your mouth and flicking it lightly with the tip of your tongue. She threw her head back, arching herself further into your mouth. She groaned as you added a third finger, pumping yourself in and out of her in rhythm with your tongue.

She grabbed your hair, chanting your name and grinding herself against you. “No one else can do this to me baby. It’s only you. Only you can make mama fall apart like this.” Her words encouraged you and you doubled down, circling her sensitive bud with your tongue.

“Honey… fuck you’re gonna make mama cum again,” she breathed, biting down hard on her lip as she came around your fingers.

This time, you didn’t pull away, continuing your ministrations even after her orgasm subsided.

“Please baby… I can’t…” she panted. She squirmed against your tongue, trying to escape the ceaseless pleasure. You pulled your fingers away, instead wrapping both your arms around her thighs. You held her in place, determined to draw one final orgasm from her.

You alternated between her entrance and her clit, pressing your tongue hard against her. Her legs trembled around your head, unable to handle the sensation. You hummed around her clit, spelling your name with your tongue over and over again.

She came faster this time, forcibly pushing you away as she sprayed a stream of cum onto the carpet. You watched in fascination. You had never seen anyone cum that hard. She went limp against the wall, exhausted.

You helped her up onto the bed, letting her rest against the headboard. You ran to the bathroom quickly to get her a glass of water and a towel, just like she always did for you.

“Thank you,” she smiled, gratefully accepting them both. She had taught you so well.

You knelt down between her legs, laying your head down on her stomach. “I love you, mama,” you said softly, nuzzling into her navel.

“I love you too, sweet girl,” she replied, running her fingers gently through your hair. “Are you feeling better now? Do you think you can play nice with your dad and brothers?”

You didn’t respond. You felt better, but swirling thoughts still lingered on your mind. You thought about your father taking your place in her bed. Would she let him touch her like you had? Would he draw the same heavenly sounds from her? Would she tell him she loved the way he touched her too? The thought made you sick to your stomach. You could deal with kisses, the hugs, the words of affection, but you couldn’t deal with that.

You sat up and grabbed the sharpie from the nightstand, uncapping with your teeth. She grabbed your wrist. “Honey. We can’t. You know that.”

“He’s not allowed to see you here!” You screamed in despair, pointing at her lower abdomen.

She looked into your desperate eyes. Sex was a scarcity between her and your father anyway. He almost certainly wouldn’t see it. She would just have to be careful getting in and out of the shower. The risk was high, but, if it could bring you even a little relief, the reward was higher. She sighed. “Alright, sweetheart. Keep it below the waist and above the mid thigh.”

You started with your name, big and bold just below her abdomen. You wrote it smaller in cursive on her inner thighs and then initialled and put a heart right next to each of her nipples before sitting back to admire your creation.

You added a few more hearts along her pelvis before capping the marker and putting it back on the nightstand.

Your dialated eyes and possessive gaze didn’t escape Wanda’s notice. She reached up and rubbed your chin. “I’m all yours baby. Do you like that? Knowing no one else gets to touch mama like you do? Nobody else makes mama feel so good.”

You nodded eagerly. “Not even dad because you love me more than him, right.”

She smiled gently and pulled you down to rest against her bare chest. “That’s exactly right, sweetheart. Not even your father makes me feel like you do.” She tapped the tip of your nose affectionately. “Now let’s get this shirt off so mama can hold you nice and close.”

You put your arms up so she could pull the dense sweater from your body. She discarded it to the side along with the clothes you’d torn off her earlier. You laid flat against her warm skin. Her nails gently scratched up and down your back. “There we go. That’s my sweet girl. Do you feel better now?”

You nodded against her chest, wrapping your arms around her in the tight space between her body and the mattress. She played with your hair, silently at first, but then she started to sing softly. You recognize the tune, but the words were in Wanda’s native language.

You laid like that for a long time, listening to the soft beat of her heart, until the front door opened again and you heard two sets of little feet running through the foyer. Reluctantly, you peeled yourself away and put back on your sweater.

Once you were both dressed, you reached to unlock the door, but Wanda grabbed your hand.

“Wait. One more thing,” she said, turning you around to face her. She knelt down in front of you and lifted your shirt. “Hold this.”

You cocked your brow in confusion, but held your sweater up. It was only when she lifted her hand to touch your stomach that you noticed the sharpie between her fingers. You felt the cool tip glide across your stomach, just above your navel. In her neat cursive penmanship, she had written “Mama’s Special Girl”. She capped the marker and grabbed your hip on either side, pulling you close and kissing your stomach. The kiss left a distinct red lipstick print just under her words. You beamed as you looked down at what she had left.

She climbed to her feet, dropping your sweater to cover the message. “Alright. Let’s go have Christmas.”

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Despite your reservations, Christmas went better than expected. It helped that your father, in his usual shitty mood, left to go take a nap, claiming he was exhausted and it just couldn’t wait. No one protested.

The boys opened their presents with all the excitement expected of 8 year olds. It did actually make you feel better that they warmed up to you quickly. Maybe you couldn’t be the only person in Wanda’s life, but it was nice to least be part of her family. You kept your hand on your stomach, soothing yourself with the thought of the special words that sat just underneath the fabric.

Wanda, as usual, went way overboard with the gifts, despite you not asking for anything. Some of them were marked “From: Dad” or “From: Santa”, but you knew they were all from her. She had gotten you some dorm room decorations, a lego set, and every item off of your amazon wishlist, a list you didn’t even know she still had access to. She must’ve kept the link from years ago when you still lived at home.

Once all the presents were gone, the boys ran happily around the house, playing with their newly acquired toys. Wanda smiled from her spot next to you on the couch, pulling you into a quick side hug. “Did you get everything?”

You smiled and nodded. “And more. What about you?”

She rubbed your chin affectionately. “Well, you’re here. So you tell me.”

You chuckled and looked nervously down at your lap. “There’s actually something else.”

“Oh?” she asked cheekily.

You got up from the couch and grabbed an envelope from the mantle. You fidgeted nervously with the corner as you brought it to Wanda on the couch. “To: Mama” was scrawled in your messy handwriting on the back.

She carefully opened the envelope revealing an acceptance letter. A full ride scholarship to your local university for the spring semester. You were coming home. For good.

Her mouth fell open and her eyes brimmed with tears. “Is this… are you…”

You nodded and she grabbed you, pulling you down on the couch with her in a tight hug. “I love you so much. After my boys, I never thought I could ever be so lucky to get another special blessing in my life. But I found you,” she cradled your head in close. “And I’m never letting you go. Never again.”

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inactiveaccount-lovendeepsecrets · 1 day ago

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Domestic + Intimate Headcanons

*Minus Caleb only because his myth and cards aren't out yet, and I don't feel confident adding him when there's so much lore and little quirks we still don't know about him. I shall make a separate post for him if this goes well.

But Hi! This is my 1st hc so please go easy on me. I believe some of the bullet points on here are canon, but I can’t help talking abt how cute this all is 🫠 I'm not the best writer and I tried so hard to be impartial, but you can probably still tell where my bias lies LOL

As always these are just my opinions!!

tags: headcanon, fluff, mostly gender neutral, but these lean towards an afab + fem!reader, 18+

***MDNI; by choosing to interact with this content, you have consented to viewing something nsfw despite the warnings and will be BLOCKED***

Disclaimer: I personally think all of them like praise, body worship and are humungous eaters. If the specifications aren't noted under your fav LI, it's because I didn't want this too become too redundant!

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Rafayel

SFW

• Has definitely set up a date where you do that TikTok trend painting portraits of each other

• Hates the caricature you two posed for at the amusement park

• On more than one occasion you've (jokingly) threatened to frame said caricature at his gallery to shut him up during an argument

• Is an escape artist. He has a long history of being captured/on the run. It’s no wonder he could easily untie himself from your ropes

• I don't think we talk enough about how rich this man is, but I think he'd be quite into second hand fashion. Think runway archives, vintage designer pieces, custom couture, etc.

• Always drives over the speed limit

• Will never tease you during your art lessons with him

• THE best bf to take pictures of you for your social media accounts. He’d suggest different poses while contorting himself in odd positions on the ground just to get the perfect angle

• Sings you to sleep

• Surprisingly good at doing hair. If you need help dying, braiding, or putting your hair in rollers, he'd actually do a pretty good job.

• Created an entire album on his phone of candid photos he took when you weren't looking

• Also made a scrapbook of polaroids from all your scenic dates and vacations together, most of them are of you

NSFW

• He’s a mermaid. He is the motion of the ocean. The hip movements? Stamina? Best (and prettiest) dick game goes to him, I’m sorry.

• LOUD, noisy, and talkative. Starts to ramble when he’s close

• Wax play? [in the submissive]

• Nipple play [in the submissive]

• Edging + Milking

• I think his open vulnerability makes people think he’s more sub leaning, but some of it’s for show

• Because of your bond, he’ll submit; but he’ll do it in such a way that you’re right where he wants you to effectively make the switch

• Make no mistake, he doesn’t mind subbing from time to time. He loves seeing you on top of him, using his body. He feels a sense of accomplishment being a vessel for your pleasure

• There was a tweet that explained how Raf would be a bit of a bully as a dom, but in the best way (recommended read)

• Chuckles and coos at you after each of your orgasms

• Isn’t into watersports, but gets a massive ego boost if you squ*rt

• Is sometimes overly arrogant about toys, but is also so obsessed with you, that he made you get molds of each other on the rare occasions you’re apart for too long

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Sylus

SFW

• Has asked his private chef for a one on one culinary lesson to impress you with a home cooked meal

• A patron and secret lover of the arts. Dabbles in the opera, theatre and certain musicals

• He’s*slightly* better at drawing and singing than he lets on, but loves taking the piss

• This man is so funny, but his life and profession is all too serious, making the small moments of banter more precious for the both of you

• Will also hum to lull you to sleep

• Secret polyglot

• His way of ending petty arguments with you is by throwing you over his shoulder and going to bed

• Retail therapy connoisseur

• Surprisingly handy

• He of course, only likes visiting Linkon to see you, but also likes your apartment. While it’s microscopic in his eyes, he slowly understands what small things make a home feel cozy and tries to replicate that at his

• He’s intrigued by your self care sessions and will often indulge, joining in with the sheet masks, aromatherapy, massages and waxing (he likes the heat of the wax lol). He’ll put on a brave face and deny the pain, boasting about his high tolerance

• Spoils you in general, but especially when you’re sick or on your period

• Will carry you around just cause -much like a typical cat owner who loves to randomly pick up and cuddle their cat LOL

• Would buy out a restaurant for the night and have the orchestra play a medley of some of your favourite songs you’ve discovered from his record collection

• There’s really no such thing as small gestures with him

NSFW

• Marking

• Nipple play (giving and receiving)

• Blindfolds

• Certified munch; almost loves it more than penetrative sex

• AND HE 10000% HOLDS YOUR HANDS WHILE GOING DOWN ON YOU— WHY ISNT THIS WRITTEN MORE IN FICS

• Pleasure dom. He’s not sadistic or a bully when it comes to overstimulation (unlike Raf), he’s the very definition of “will talk you through it”

• Absolutely the type to coo at the sounds and faces you make. You could not look more adorable in his eyes

• Likes watching you solo

• Your satisfaction is his priority, so he’s not intimidated by toys. That being said, he definitely owns a remote vibrator

• Phone sex. No question

• In addition to phone sex, he bought those long distance bluetooth couple’s toys that sync up with each other so it’ll react to both of your movements in real time

• In the submissive, he really loves to see you in control of your own pleasure. He’ll encourage you to use him (eg face sitting, leg humping, cowgirl, etc)

• Slight masochist; those cuffs, paddles and chains are for him 😭 he’s curious to see how far you’ll go. By the end of it all, he’ll use his evol to free himself of whatever restraint he’s under

•As far as a degradation kink, I don’t see it for him, sorry. He adores you too much to call his sweetie a “slut”, “whore”, “filthy,” and so on

• Not as rough as he appears. Really the only time he’s rougher than he realises, is when he’s biting you

• If you want it more aggressive, you’ll have to ask. Even then, he’ll be cautious not to overdo it. The last thing he wants is to hurt you

• It’s canon he loves praise. Giving and receiving

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Xavier

SFW

• Low-key likes to carry you around and his fav way is by piggyback ride (loves being physically close to you and the way you cling to him)

• Will fast all day just for Hotpot or Brazilian steakhouse

• Is much better at baking than cooking

• Leaves you Post-it note love letters in places like mirrors, cabinets, and drawers, before he leaves after spending the night

• Unintentional comedian. He's sometimes taken aback by your laughter, but it only encourages him to keep talking just to hear it again

• He honestly loves sharing things with you; food, books, (his) hoodies, etc. He just doesn’t like sharing YOU

• Would plan a scavenger hunt date

• Is always playing coy because he knows it triggers your cuteness aggression

• The pettiest of petty when he's upset or threatened (look up his affinity lvl 140 video call)

• Sometimes stricter than Zayne when it comes to your health & recovery. He hates to see you over-exerting yourself after an injury and has scolded you before about taking it easy

• Loves to get ready for bed with you at the same time. Showering together, doing skincare together, brushing teeth together; whatever you’re doing he’s either tagging along or sitting there watching you

• When he’s spending the night, he can't fall asleep without you playing with his hair and holding hands

• Learned your favourite flower and has been secretly sneaking into Jeremiah’s greenhouse planting and tending to a small bush of them to gift to you whenever

NSFW

• Thigh job

• Mating press

• Morning sex, specifically morning head (f receiving)

• While going down on you, he def seems like the type to keep going after you’ve climaxed, but he slows down his movements, giving languid kisses to your center to help ride out the wave of pleasure vs intentional overstimulation (though he isn’t against that either)

• It seems that the consensus on here is that he's the best eater of the LIs? I don't necessarily disagree; I'm just not completely sure if that title goes to him quite yet

• The most primal and rough of the LIs. Hair pulling, choking (safely), spanking, leashes

• Also likes it when you’re rough with him

[I know I said I wasn’t confident making any hcs abt Caleb yet, but I have a slight hunch he rivals Xavier for most primal]

• Goes feral when you say his name

• This man is a dom, don’t let the puppy eyes and bunny ears fool you 💀

• He's not as noisy as he is talkative, especially during foreplay

• BOSSY

• I don’t put it past him to feel like he’s in competition with vibrators. He’d rather him use one on you, but knows he’s being irrational

• While he’s not really into feet, he’d suck toes during missionary to see how you’d react

✵ ✰ ✷ ✭ ✧ ✸ ✮ ✵ ✰ ✷ ✭ ✧ ✸ ✮ ✵ ✰ ✷ ✭ ✧ ✸

Zayne

SFW

• Alternatively to Sylus, this man is comprised of small gestures that snowball (hehe) over time. One more meaningful than the next

• While he respects and admires your independence, he needs you to need him. He’ll never vocalise it, but he feels most useful and accomplished when you ask for his help

• Won’t let you carry any bags when you’re out shopping, even your purse

• Like Rafayel, he also has an album on his phone with pictures of mostly you. Though he feels odd taking your picture when you’re not looking, he’s snuck in a photo or two when you were looking particularly lively mingling with the people at his work event

• Knows your go-to orders at all of your fav restaurants by heart

• Stargazing dates. When either of you are out of town for a while and are catching up on the phone before bed, he’ll tell you to go outside and look at the moon

• After a long shift at work, he’ll kneel by your side of the couch waiting for you to embrace him, hugging and nuzzling your waist

• He also secretly loves being the little spoon

• Subscribed to a delivery service that sends you flowers on your birthday every year

• There’s something about Zayne that makes me think dogs absolutely LOVE him even though he’s not particularly fond of their energetic nature

• Spoils you rotten when you’re on your period. Full princess treatment; plushie heating pads, full body massages, raspberry tea, and hand feeding you snacks. Basically Dr Zayne turns into Nurse Zayne

• He’s more lenient with your cravings, letting you have a small portion of desserts or snacks only after you’ve finished your meal

• Loves your laugh but knows his dry wit won’t always work, so he’ll just tickle you if the joke doesn’t land

• Fell in love with you after the Drunken Intimacy card. It made him realise how much he likes holding you and tending to your needs

• Doesn’t even bother lecturing you about how bad high heels are for your joints and muscles anymore. He now keeps a pair of slippers in his car just in case you start to complain

• He can never resist the urge to kiss your cheek or forehead when he sees you’re fast asleep (Canon 🥹)

NSFW

• Has a weakness for lingerie, lace and stockings

• In the submissive, he’d be just like the kitty butler in his card -the goodest of good boys

• …Feet? I’m not sure if it’s anything freaky. Kudos to whoever clocked that for sub! Zayne months prior to the kitty butler quad banner

• Soft dom, but not as gentle as his voice lets on. He’s already a bit strict with you in your relationship, and he’s the same way in bed. How is he supposed to know what feels good if you don’t vocalise it?

• The only time he’s pretty rough with you is when you provoke him. But he checks in with you to make sure he isn’t being too hard

• Once he loses his control, he gets a tiny bit greedy too (“We’re not done here. Quitting halfway isn’t something I would do” —Silent Poem Secret Times)

• His methods of brat “taming” aren’t anything over the top or domineering. Though he enjoys spanking, he thinks there are better lessons he could teach you to combat your brattiness

• Has definitely gone down on you and stopped altogether right before you climax as a form of punishment

• Shibari + Hitachi -girl run!

• Ice play

• Nipple play (giving and receiving)

• The size of your chest doesn’t really matter to him, he just really likes to hold and massage them. It’s his favourite way to keep his hands warm

• This man is so good with his hands and in more ways than one. The placement and movement of his hands in the Nightly Rendezvous card sent me into orbit. The body worship he’d do is insane

• Needless to say he’s the best at fingering

• You’re irresistible to him. He breathes you into every kiss, deepening as your bodies continue to merge. There’s no sex without passion, even the “quickies”

• Quickies usually only happen when you’ve teased or provoked him too far during (or on your way to) an event. Otherwise, he likes taking his time with you

• He knows your body like the back of his hand. He’s memorised what triggers the sounds, faces, and jolts your body makes

• Much like Xavier, he loves to hear you cry out his name

❅ ❆ ❃ ❊ ❉ ❅ ❆ ❃ ❊ ❉ ❅ ❆ ❃ ❊ ❉ ❅ ❆ ❃ ❊ ❉ ❅ ❆

#my headcanons #Soft Dom Sylus girlies RISE #love and deepspace #zayne x reader #rafayel x reader #sylus x reader #xavier x reader #lads x reader #sylus fluff #xavier fluff #zayne fluff #rafayel fluff #18+ mdni #l&ds smut #sylus love and deepspace #zayne love and deepspace

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Soulmates (Hirai Momo & Myoui Mina x M!Reader)

I FINALLY finished writing this. I'm done, I'm never writing a one shot this long again.

Read part 1: Love Warning (smut)

Word Count: 7,004

1 month after the events of "Love Warning"

As you were sitting in your office you got a phone call on your office phone.

"Hello?"

"You know what I'm calling for Y/N."

You took a deep sigh, hung up the phone, and made your way to Momo's office.

Ever since you took back the job you quickly realized why you wanted to quit in the first place. The only thing keeping you was the promise of sex with your boss.

Knocking on her door you waited for her to say "Come in." before you went in. "Go ahead close the door and lock it for me Y/N." she told you and you obliged.

"What's wrong Y/N is something on your mind?"

"It's nothing." you state as you make your way over to her.

"You suck at lying just tell me Y/N."

"No really I'm fine."

"I won't let you lick my pussy ever again if you don't tell me what's bothering you. Now tell me what's wrong."

You sighed, there was no getting past her. "Look it's just that I feel like doing this job is wearing me down. The only thing keeping me here is-"

Momo cut you off "Shh no need to say more Y/N I understand. I'm sorry I never paid much attention to your needs. How about you take a week off and I'll have Mina cover your work. Will that work for you?"

"Would that really be fine?"

"It'll be fine. Don't worry I'll let Mina yell at me."

"But who will take over Mina's work?"

"I can do it."

"No Momo I can't take a break if it means that you will have a bigger work load."

"Y/N I'm your boss and it's my job to make sure your mental health is okay. So please let me do this for you."

You knew there was no convincing her otherwise.

"Alright."

"Go ahead and go home and I'll go ahead and call Mina to tell her about her work change."

"Thank you Momo."

You walked out the door and headed to your office to grab your things before you went home.

"H-Han? Why are you in my office?"

"I've been looking for you Y/N."

"Why?"

"I just wanted to check up on you. Lately you've been behaving a little more ... I don't know how to say this without it coming off as weird but I feel as if you've been a little more depressed recently. I just wanted to check up on you maybe ask if you wanted to hangout with me on my lunch break."

"Han I don't know what to say."

Even if you didn't say it you were a little touched by the fact that Ji-sung noticed your struggle. Even Momo who you saw every day didn't notice. Though it was likely that she didn't notice cause she was too busy giving you head.

"Shit did I miss the mark Y/N? I'm sorry that was unprofessional of me."

"No Han it's fine really. But I should tell you that I got a week off from work so my mental health should be fine."

"I'm glad to hear that. Just call me if you ever need someone to complain to."

"Will do."

Suddenly Han's phone buzzed and he pulled it out to check it.

"Damn it."

"What happened?"

"Lee Know is upset I didn't finish my work yesterday."

"Good luck with that."

Han left the room and you started to collect your things.

When you finished collecting your stuff you started heading out but before you could even make it out of your office doors you ran into yet another coworker.

"Mina what are you doing here?"

"So you're going on break for a week?"

Ignoring your question to ask her own ... typical.

"Answer my question first asshole."

"Feisty today huh? Would you do the same if I was Momo?"

"Quit yapping and get to the point."

"Don't you know patience is a virtue? But fine I'll cut to the chase, do you live alone Y/N?"

"Yeah I live alone."

"Good give me your address now."

"Why?"

"Don't you think it's time for you to call someone else your mommy? Momo is focused on giving you pleasure but no one has focused on giving you pleasure. I just want to give that to you."

"What's your relationship with Momo?"

"If you give me your address I'll answer your questions."

"I'll text it to you Mina."

"It wasn't that hard now was it Y/N?"

She smiled at you before she left your office.

You still had many questions to ask her. What was her relationship with Momo and why was she so interested in you?

"I'll think more about it when I get home." you thought to yourself.

Once you arrived home you went straight to bed exhausted from the work you've been doing without even bothering to change your clothes.

Before you could fall asleep you heard a knock coming from your front door not long after you laid down on your bed.

"Who the fuck is knocking, why can't they leave me alone?"

Getting up and making your way to the front door. You opened the door and saw Ji-min (Karina) on the other side.

"Karina why are you here and not at work?"

"Today is my day off. The real question is why are you here?"

"I'm on a week break."

"Why?"

You didn't want to tell more people than you should. Karina was the type of coworker that couldn't keep her mouth shut about anything. Not long after she mistakenly thought you hit on Mina she started to talk about it with everyone which started a rumor that you had a crush on Mina.

A few of your coworkers brought it up to you and you had to explain the situation to them. Though you were unsure if the rumors ever reached Momo or Mina.

"I just want a break from work."

"I feel that. So how's it going with Mina?"

"Karina!"

"What? I just want to know if you took any of the advice I gave you."

"Are you just here to bother me?"

"No I'm not, how about you let me in your house."

You moved out of the way and let her in. Karina walked in and walked around your house.

"It's rather small no?"

"Yeah, well I don't want a big place."

"Won't you get bored if you stay here all week?"

"I'll manage."

"Y/N that's sad. How about we go to an event at the end of the week?"

"Event?"

"There's an event going on tonight down the street called "Soulmates". A select few of people will be accepted and get the chance to mingle with others who were accepted."

"I'm not interested."

"Come on if your not going to talk to Mina you might as well try to see if you can get a girlfriend."

"I'll think about it."

"Today's the last day they'll take submissions though!"

"Whatever just sign me up yourself."

"No you have to do it yourself!"

"Why?"

"Because they'll want to interview you."

A low groan came out of your mouth and you knew Karina wouldn't leave you alone unless you agreed.

"Let's go then."

"Would it kill to be able to relax?"

...

Once you arrived at the place where the "Soulmates" event would be taking place Karina led you to the registration area.

There weren't as many people as you thought there would be but then again today was the last day so most people probably already signed up beforehand.

Once it was your turn you walked into the room and sat in front of a woman who was holding a clipboard.

"Please state your full name and what sex you identify as."

"Y/N L/N and I'm a guy."

"Do you prefer Men, Women, or Non-binary?"

"Uhm ... Women I think."

"What's your current occupation."

"I work as a secretary."

"Can you state for which company?"

"Tdoong Entertainment."

"A lot of applications from people who work there it seems." The woman said as she wrote on her clipboard.

"Wait there are others who signed up from the company?"

"Can you say who else who works at Tdoong Entertainment signed up for this event?"

"Sorry sir but I can't share that."

"That's fine."

"Anyways let's continue, so what would you say you're looking for in a partner?"

"Well..."

Once you finished answering all her questions she let you go and you met up with Karina.

"So how did it go?"

"I don't think they'll accept me."

"Why not?"

"I feel like she wasn't impressed by my answers."

"Don't say that Y/N I'm sure you'll be accepted."

"By the way the lady mentioned that other people from the company have signed up for the event. Do you know who else signed up?"

"Well other than me I have no idea who else could have signed up."

"I guess it's not my business regardless."

"Want to hangout at your place Y/N?"

As much as you wanted to tell Karina to go home you didn't want to sound rude by denying her offer.

"Sure let's go."

You and Karina headed back towards your house and you told yourself that you didn't really care if you got accepted. After all your having sex with Momo who you find attractive after all. Sure you both aren't "Official" but who cares?

Though you might not want to admit it you really wanted someone who could understand you and support you emotionally. You didn't care about sex with Momo, if she couldn't understand you were experiencing emotional distraught until you directly told her was she really your soulmate?

Once you both arrived at your house you went to sit on the couch and Karina followed you.

"So what are we doing Y/N?"

"Can you just leave me alone?" is what you wanted to tell her.

"Let's just watch a show yeah?"

"Okay, what do you want to watch?"

"How about you pick?"

Karina grabbed the controller sitting on the table and turned on your T.V. "What genre are you feeling?"

"Anything."

She gave you a sly smirk and put on a movie.

You didn't necessarily care about what she put on. Sitting back and closing your eyes trying to finally get some rest.

Unsure of how long you had your eyes closed you were suddenly waken up by the feeling that someone was wrapping their arms around you.

"Karina what are you doing?"

"Look at the movie Y/N."

Looking up to see the movie you saw it was a couple who were talking to each other in a bedroom.

"What about it?"

"Keep watching."

You kept your eyes on the movie but had issues hearing and watching the movie because you were still a bit hazy after waking up.

As the movie went on it suddenly turned explicit as the people in it were quickly discarding their clothes and were being intimate with each other.

It made you a little hot watching such an explicit movie to begin with but now you were watching it with a coworker.

Your cock was getting a bit hard and you were getting worried Karina would notice.

"Can we skip this scene? I'm not a big fan of explicit movies." You asked but Karina didn't answer your question.

Out of the blue you felt hands on your thigh. You looked down and saw that they were Karina's and they were inching closer to your cock.

You were getting nervous and tried to take her hands off of you but you weren't able to pry them off.

Karina's hands were now directly touching your clothed cock and your face was burning red. For the first time since her hands were on your thighs you turned to Karina.

"Y/N you know you can ask me for anything right?"

Unable to control your urges you latched your lips onto hers.

A heated exchange between both of you started and both of your tongues started exploring the others mouth living in the moment.

Your hands reached up for Karina's breasts and you gave them a firm squeeze which elicited a moan from her.

She wasn't about to forget about her own desires and started to rub your clothed cock which made you let out a low groan.

Now your heated exchange was getting sloppy with saliva pouring out of both of your mouths. You pulled away and now rubbed your tongue with Karina's as you changed your hand to the other breast and started to rub them.

You really wanted to tear off her clothes and feel her naked body. Karina however was already ahead of you. She started to pull up her shirt making it half way before you helped her take off the rest, throwing it, and leaving her in her black bra.

Reaching around her body you unclasped her bra letting them fall to the floor. Not wasting your chance you shoved your face in between Karina's breast and used one of your hands to squeeze her ass and the other you used to rub her clothed pussy.

"Ugh ~ Ah" Karina moaned. Her voice echoed throughout your house. Your tongue started to run all over Karina's massive breast and you were determined to make them sopping wet.

Karina moved her hands down your body and slid your pants off your body. She grabbed a hold of your hardened cock through your underwear and started to quickly pump it.

Your face was shoved so deep into Karina's breast that you were basically suffocating but in all honesty you wouldn't mind your final moments being spent in her breasts.

Karina however wasn't about to let that happen and pulled you away. You took a big gasp of air as you were finally able to properly breath for the first time since you shoved yourself in her breasts.

"Why did you pull me away?"

"There is still so much more pleasure to have."

Karina removed your underwear and her remaining clothing then proceeded to sit on your cock. "Ah your cock is stretching me out so damn good Y/N."

She started to ride you moving herself up and down. It drove you crazy how good her pussy felt.

"I bet Momo never fucked you this good!"

She could. But you didn't want to tell Karina that Momo fucked you better due to the fear that she might stop.

"Y-yeah ... totally."

Both of you were now sweating and you took the chance to lick her nipples which were being covered in her sweat. But did you even care?

"Your breasts are so soft and addicting."

"And you can play with them anytime Y/N. Just give me a call and I'll come right over."

Your cock was twitching and Karina took notice. She sped up her movements and you started to suck on her breasts harder.

Wrapping your hands around her body to pull her closer. The intense moment carried on for a few more seconds until both of you ended up cumming on each other.

Both of you were now sweaty and filthy. Your stress from your job seemingly faded as you released your cum into Karina's pussy.

The key word being seemingly. Truth be told sex was only a temporary fix. Eventually it would all come back again eventually and the stress would be stronger.

Though you weren't thinking of that at the moment. Your only concern was the woman who was sitting on you.

Karina stood up and reached out her hand to you.

"We're not done."

Even though you were exhausted you did want to have another round with her.

You grabbed her hand and she pulled you up. Both of you were having issues keeping balance while standing so you were both leaning on each other for support.

She led you to a wall and bent over for you. "Go ahead and fuck my ass Y/N."

Shoving your hardened cock into Karina you messed up her insides. Thrusting in and out at a rapid pace you were fondling with her breasts as you messed up her insides.

"Why do I listen to you so much?"

"Y/N is now really the time to ask these questions?"

You gave her breasts a rough squeeze.

"I just don't know if going to the soulmates event is a good idea."

"You're never going to get the chance to go if you don't cum in me."

Forcing yourself as deep as possible into her ass you came inside of her. Your cum was spilling out of her making a small puddle on the floor.

You pulled out and made your way back to the couch to fall asleep.

There was a loud banging on your door that woke you up. You checked the time and saw it was 2:30 AM. Who could be at your door at this hour.

Making your way to your door you opened the door and saw Mina on the other side.

"Why are you here?"

Mina's face went a little red.

"Why do you sleep naked?"

"What are you-"

You looked down and noticed that you didn't have clothes on. Suddenly you remembered that you had sex with Karina.

Quickly closing the door you rushed to your room and quickly put some clothes on. "Karina must have left after I fell asleep."

Going back downstairs to open the door for Mina and let her in your house.

"So do you sleep naked or were you having a one night stand?"

"Neither."

You led her to your kitchen and both of you took a seat.

"You don't have to lie to me."

"I don't owe you anything."

"Whatever, I'm here to answer your questions that you've had for me. After all that was apart of the deal for you giving me your address."

"Oh yeah."

"So what do you want answers to."

"How did you know Momo was going to have sex with me?"

"Are you talking about the first time you came to talk to me in my office?"

"Yes."

"I have history with her."

"What history?"

"Well ..." She took a deep sigh.

"I didn't think I'd ever tell anyone this but I guess I have to now."

You were still sleepy after getting woken up at night but you forced yourself to stay awake. You had to know more about Mina.

"Look before you were hired I had your position. I dealt with the same shit you have to right now and just like you I got tired of the job. I was going to quit and similar to you she begged me to stay ruining her health all for the sake of the company."

She suddenly stopped talking. Taking a moment to collect her thoughts. "Do you mind if I grab a glass of water?"

"Go ahead."

Mina got up and got herself a glass of water. Taking a sip before she continued.

"I was worried about her just like you."

"So does she do this with everyone?"

"I don't know but I don't think so."

"What happened next?"

"Well I did the same thing you did. And she also had sex with me just like you. She promised to do it with me whenever as long as I stayed. But then you were hired."

Mina gripped the glass cup. Taking another sip before continuing.

"Since you had more qualifications than me I got demoted and the deal I had with Momo was off and her focus was all on you."

"Is that why you didn't care about her?"

"Yes that's exactly why. Truth be told I only offered having sex with you for my own benefit."

"What do you mean by that?"

"I figured that if you preferred having me over Momo then I could convince you to quit and I would be able to be her secretary again. That way I could have Momo to myself."

"Wait were you just going to leave me after you did all this."

"You want the truth?"

"Yes."

"Yes I would have left you if my plan succeeded."

"I appreciate the honesty but damn."

"Well I originally came her to have sex with you but I'm sure you don't to after hearing it is only for my benefit."

"We could do it for fun."

"Yeah right Y/N. No offense but I don't like men."

"I understand. You're free to sleep here though I'm sure your tired."

"No I'm good."

"Suit yourself."

"I'll see you next week Y/N."

"See you."

Mina left your house leaving you alone once again.

"Guess I can scratch her off my potential "Soulmate" list."

The next day came and you weren't sure what to do. You settled on laying on your bed watching a movie when you suddenly received a message on your phone.

"Congrats Y/N you've been accepted to attend the "Soulmates" event happening at the end of the week! For further details please click on the link attached to this message"

You looked at the message and finally made your decision.

"I'm going to the Soulmates event."

The week flew by and you were waiting for the day the soulmates event would start.

On the day before the event was going to start you heard a knocking on your door. You went to open the door and to your surprise you saw Momo.

"Momo? What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at work?"

"I'm having someone else cover it. Besides I think we need to talk anyway."

"Talk about what?"

"You see I've been thinking and ... I just wanted to say that I'm sorry."

"What could you possibly be sorry about?"

"I should have realized you were struggling much sooner. And since I didn't I feel like I've been neglecting you in that way."

Your eyes softened. You never blamed anything on Momo after all you were the person who made the decision to stay.

"Don't say that Momo none of what I've been going through was your fault."

"But it is my fault."

You pulled Momo into a hug and held her tightly into your arms.

"Don't say that Momo. You have done nothing wrong but I wouldn't mind if you paid a little more attention to me."

She hugged you back and smiled.

"I can do that for you."

"Thank you."

"Hey Y/N I know that the company is going to be closed tomorrow but I won't be able to be with you tomorrow."

"That's fine I'll be busy myself tomorrow also."

"Really what for?"

"Personal things."

"Okay well take care alright."

"I will."

"See you back to work Y/N! And hopefully with a better mental state."

Today was the day the soulmates event was scheduled to happen. You got yourself ready beforehand and were now making your way to the event.

Once you found a parking space you started getting a little anxious. "What if I'm not satisfied with my soulmate? Or what if I don't even get one?" You thought to yourself but you tried to reassure yourself that everything will be fine.

You got out of your car and made your way inside. Once you stepped in you were directed to a room where other participants were.

"The event will start in just a few minutes sir. Feel free to chat with the others though."

Once you were in the room the quickly recognized a few of the people who showed up.

"Momo, Mina, Han, and Karina are all here?"

You didn't recognize the others.

You sat down at a chair next to someone you didn't know.

"Hey my name is Choi Ji-su but you can just call me Lia. What's your name?"

"Names Y/N nice to meet you Lia."

"Based off looks who do you have your eyes on?"

A bit out of the blue question and you weren't sure how to answer.

"Well ... no one really. I think everyone looks equally beautiful."

"That's such a boring answer you know."

"Well who do you have your eyes on?"

She pointed at a girl who was sitting at the far left.

"Her."

You looked at the girl Lia pointed to and you have to admit she was attractive.

"Hello everyone I'd like to welcome you all to today's soulmate event. Everyone here was selected by us. We wanted people who were different to have a chance to mingle with each other. Hopefully you all find a soulmate."

As the woman scanned the room she suddenly had a look on her face. "It seems someone didn't show up. I'm afraid to say that one of you will be walking away without a soulmate."

Everyone started to make their own count and realized she was right. A feeling of worry overcame everyone, after all no one wanted to be the person who left without a soulmate.

"Well regardless we'll move on. So first we'll let everyone have a chance to introduce themselves and then we can move on."

She left the room and everyone looked around to see if anyone would take the lead.

"Well I guess I'll start and we can just go left. Hello my name is Myoui Mina."

"My name is Kaito Yuki."

"Hirai Momo."

"Han Ji-sung."

"Yu Ji-min but I go by Karina."

"Kim Nam-joon but you can call me RM."

"Y/N L/N."

"Choi Ji-su but you can also call me Lia."

"Hwang Yeji."

The women walked back into the room and handed everyone a piece of paper and a pencil.

"Alright everyone I've given you a piece of paper and a pencil. Based on first impressions write down someones name. The person who has the most votes will get to choose 2 people to have lunch with on the top floor. Everyone else will eat here in the dining room. Feel free to write your own name. Give me your paper once you write down a name."

Nobody wrote down a name right away. It seems like everyone is putting some thought into their choice.

Yeji was the first to write a name down and give it to the lady. Afterwards more people started writing names and turning them in. Only a few people still hadn't written a name and you were one of them.

You were struggling to pick someone. There was no way you could find your soulmate based on luck.

"If I had to pick based off my limited interactions then I would have to pick..."

"The winner of the popular vote is Mrs. Myoui Mina. Mina once you pick the two people you want to take to lunch with then our staff can escort you to your room."

After Mina quickly scanned the room it wasn't long for her to pick.

"Momo and Y/N."

All three of you were led upstairs and into a room. "Feel free to have a moment to look over our menu. I'll be back in a bit to take your orders."

You and Momo sat next to each other while Mina sat across both of you. The room was silent, everyone was waiting to see who would be the one to speak up first. The silence was deafening.

Momo eventually cleared her throat.

"So Mina why'd you pick us?"

"I feel that I need to ... 'discuss' a few things with you."

"Uh-uhm."

"What are you talking about?"

You stayed silent.

Mina let out a sigh "Momo ... I love you so much. I don't want you to be with Y/N anymore."

Momo's cheeks turned red.

"I - I didn't know you felt that way Mina."

"You're so pretty Momo will you be mine?"

"What's pretty about me?"

"Your soft well kept hair, pretty face, and those massive set of-"

"Screw it Mina I can't wait any longer: kiss me."

Mina got up from her seat and rushed over to Momo. Her tongue slid into Momo's mouth. She put her hands inside of Momo's shirt, sliding her hands up and feeling Momo's abs.

"You're so strong Mo."

Momo smiled at Mina's compliment. She wrapped her hands around Mina's head and pulled her as close as she could.

Unsure of what you should be doing you kept watching the scene unfold in front of you. Part of you felt weird for watching them be intimate with each other but the other part of you couldn't muster up the will to look away. But you couldn't help but notice the difference in the way Momo had sex with you and how she's having it with Mina.

Mina raised her hands up Momo's body. Momo moaned into her mouth as she did so.

Before Mina could finish her foreplay a knock came on the door.

Quickly Mina got off Momo and rushed back to her seat.

"Have you three decided on your order?"

Mina and Momo were chatting with each other while you just kept your thoughts to yourself. Momo noticed and decided to rope you into their conversation.

"You want to join us next time Y/N?"

Looking up you saw Mina made a face of disgust at Momo.

"Why are you asking Y/N if he wants to join without asking me first? I don't want to have a threesome with a fucking guy."

"Mina it's rude to invite Y/N and not include him."

"I only invited him here because he was the only other person I knew. I'm not about to have some stranger watch us have sex Momo."

"But Mina-"

"What are you telling me you actually like men?"

"Well no but I kinda made a deal with him."

"Psh fine."

Momo leaned towards you and whispered into your ear. "Between you and me you're not that bad."

Not that bad?

"Th-thanks I guess."

"By the way Y/N if your filthy cock even lightly brushes me I will rip it off your body with my bare hands."

"R-right I understand."

"Damn Mina that's more harsh than I ever went with you or Y/N."

Before the next round of voting everyone had to make a gift and give it to someone. The three options were making a ring, mug cup making, and making a perfume.

Making a mug sounded bland but you weren't confident in being able enough to make a ring so you settled on making a perfume.

You sat alone for a long time and were a bit worried you were the only one to pick it until you heard footsteps coming into the room.

"It was Y/N right?"

"Kaito why are you here?"

"Couldn't leave you alone here."

"Well thanks for keeping me company."

"No problem."

You didn't want to sit in silence for the whole time so you decided to make some small talk.

"So where are you from?"

"I'm from Fujioka. I'm a student there actually."

"Really?"

"Yeah ... so where are you from?"

"I'm from ..."

"I've never been there but I'm sure it's nice."

"So who are you interested in?"

"Probably Karina, she was really caring and nice at the lunch we had. What about you, who are you interested in?"

"That's a hard question."

"Why's that? Momo and Mina had lunch with you did neither of them peak your interest?"

"More like they peaked each other's interest."

"Lesbians?"

"Yeah."

"That's good for them. But I guess you're a bit disappointed huh?"

"Its not that I'm just worried that I won't find someone."

"I understand how you are feeling. But maybe the person who your supposed to end up with is someone you haven't met or someone who you're least expecting."

"I don't know Kaito. I mean I was kind of in a relationship but I didn't feel happy afterwards. Only certain moments brought me joy."

"Well maybe you should look for different people. Those who can give you those feelings of happiness as much as possible."

"Thanks for the advice. I'll try to keep it in mind."

You couldn't say someone has necessarily brought you true "happiness". But then again...

When it was time to give someone your gift you thought back to Kaito's words.

Who has brought you the most happiness? Is that even measurable? But when you looked at their eyes. You felt relief almost a calming feeling. You walked up to them and handed them the perfume you made.

"Is this for me?"

"For you."

"Th - thank you Y/N I don't know what to say. I wasn't expecting this from you."

You simply smiled when you looked at their face.

"No problem. Besides I don't think I've felt better than when I was able to be around you."

Before getting to have everyone pick a soulmate everyone got a chance to talk to someone they wanted to.

Everyone picked the person they had their eyes on and it slowly reached your turn.

"Y/N Momo has requested to speak to you."

"Coming!"

You were led to the room and were left alone with Momo.

"Why'd you request to speak to me?"

"Y/N I know we talked yesterday but I just wanted you to know that I'll try harder for you."

"What are you saying?"

"I - I know you probably don't want me as your soulmate. But I just want you to know that I know I can't pick up on minor details but if you ever wanted to be in a relationship with me then I'd try harder to understand your emotions."

"Momo ... what about Mina?"

"I love her. But I was hoping you'd be okay if I switched between you and her."

You were second to last and you took your chance to talk to Lia a bit more. You weren't expecting your name to be called but to your surprise.

"Y/N someone has requested to speak with you."

"Who could possibly request to speak with me?" you thought to yourself. Momo is the only person who you had a romantic connection with so you weren't sure who would call your name.

"H - Han?!"

"Y/N its been a while huh?"

"Why'd you call me up here?"

"Well I just thought I'd get your advice on something."

"Go on."

"Well I was speaking to Karina but I also have been getting close with Yeji. I just don't know who to go for."

You chuckled

"Why are you laughing?"

"I just never thought I'd see you so worried about a relationship."

"Come on I can be fun to!"

"When you first asked to hangout with me I thought you would take me to a brothel."

"Y/N you wound me. You think I'd go to a brothel?!"

"You wouldn't?"

"Unless your taking me I don't think I would. Would you go to one?"

"Who knows maybe I'd go if you were there."

Han's face went a bit red.

"Oh how romantic, I see why Momo likes you Y/N."

"Come on you have to admit that it wasn't that bad of a line!"

The way people would pick there soulmate was the following:

One contestant would stand in front of the room looking away from everyone else.

The people who want to be with that person would stand behind them.

The person at the front would then turna round and pick who they want to be their soulmate.

Since only 9 people were there it seemed like one person would go home alone.

It was Mina's turn and only you and Momo were left.

"Let's go Y/N." Momo reached out her hand to you.

Begrudgingly you took her hand and both of you stepped up.

When Mina turned around she was a bit disconsolate to find out Momo was holding hands with you. She knew that if she wanted Momo you would have to also be there.

"Is it fine if I pick these two?"

The staff was rather surprised. No one has ever asked to take two people at the same time.

"Well ... I don't see why not."

Both you and Momo rushed up to Mina and hugged her.

"Ugh you idiot get off me."

Momo let go and backed away.

"No not you the other idiot!"

You couldn't help but laugh.

All three of you went to Momo's house after the "Soulmates" event ended.

"I don't get why you want Y/N to be a part of this Momo."

"I owe it to him."

"Just don't come near me Y/N."

Momo and Mina started undressing.

They both wanted to have sex but Momo didn't want to leave you behind.

You started to take your clothes off and Mina looked away.

"At least do it out of my eye sight!"

Once you all got undressed Momo jumped onto Mina.

"Mina you have such a pretty face. Will you let me ruin you?"

"Do whatever you want."

Momo started to give her hickeys. Roughly pressing her lips onto Mina and sucking to mark her. Mina rubbed her fingers on Momo's abs. They weren't as defined as hers but she loved them regardless.

"Your body is so precious Momo I'm so glad I can have you."

Not wanting to be left out you made your way onto the bed, being careful to not accidentally touch Mina and grabbed onto Momo's breasts while having your cock pressed against her back.

"Uh I love your hands Y/N!"

"Your breasts are so big Momo I want you so badly."

Momo had a rather big ego now that both you and Mina were fighting to give her pleasure.

Mina kicked you off the bed and wrapped her legs around Momo's waist. "Don't pay attention to him. Focus only on me."

She pulled Momo in closer and their breasts were pushed up against each other. "Mina I love you." Momo said as she reached for Mina's ass.

You got back on the bed and penatrated Momo's ass with your cock which made her yelp.

"Agh!"

"Momo are you okay?"

"I'm fine Mina."

Momo went down to Mina's breasts and started licking her nipple. "Your body tastes sweet."

"It's only for you to use Momo. Please use my body however you want."

Mina pressed her fingers on Momo's clit lightly and got Momo to moan. She felt the vibration on her nipples.

You sped up your thrusts into Momo's ass and Momo put her fingers into Mina.

"Please Momo go faster I want to cum on your pretty fingers."

Momo smiled and ran her fingers down Mina's sides. "Mina I want to enjoy your body as long as I can."

Mina was breathing rapidly.

Momo switched her attention to Mina's other nipples and started to squeeze the other.

She inserted 4 fingers into Mina and she took in a big breath of air.

"Ah! Momo keep going!"

She started to thrust in Mina at a steady pace and Mina started seeing stars.

Pulling your cock out of Momo you went next to her and pulled her head up.

"What do you-"

She wasn't able to finish speaking before you pressed your lips onto hers.

"Your lips are so soft."

You rubbed your tongue around her lips and Momo put her hand into Mina's mouth making her gag.

Mina's gagging faded into the background as your kissing intensified.

You stood on the bed aligning your cock to Momo's face. Momo took your cock in her warm mouth and ran her tongue around your hard cock.

She was sloppy with it making your cock wet and slippery making it easier to slide in and out of her mouth. You grabbed Momo's head and shoved her into your cock.

Tears ran down Momo's eyes and she was choking on your cock.

Mina wasn't happy with you stealing Momo's attention. She shoved four fingers into Momo.

She was getting overstimulated. Momo got your cock out of her mouth to get a breath of air. She choked up a lot of spit and it fell onto the bed sheets.

"Put your filthy cock back in your pants Y/N. This doesn't involve you."

Mina grabbed Momo and dragged her on top of her body wrapping her arms around her. She switched their positions so she was on top of Momo.

Putting one hand on Momo's breast and using her other hand to shove her fingers in Momo's tight pussy. Thrusting rapidly so she reaches her high faster.

"Mina your so-"

"Perfect? I know Momo don't worry you'll start seeing stars soon."

She sucked on her nipples twirling her tongue on her boob. Momo loved how Mina used her body.

"Momo your so perfect."

She came on her fingers and Mina licked her fingers. "Mhm you taste amazing Momo. I only want to eat this every day."

Momo was glad with the worship she was receiving and started to repay her. Momo put her pussy on top of Mina and shoved her fingers in her again.

Mina licked her pussy shoving her tongue deep into her. Momo couldn't handle it and gave up on thrusting in Mina and started to lick her pussy also.

This scene in front of you was making you horney to the point you started to pump your own cock to make yourself cum.

Momo came all over Mina's face. Mina squished Momo's butt while licking all of Momo's cum that she could reach with her tongue.

Not too long after Mina came all over Momo and she passed out afterwards.

"Momo that was amazing."

"I know Y/N. Want help with that?"

You nodded your head and Momo once again started sucking your cock. She used her hand to fondle your balls.

"Do you really think a three way relationship can work?"

"Of course Y/N I'm your soulmate just as much as I am Mina's."

Pulling out your cock, semen covered Momo's face.

You collapsed into her and she wrapped you around her arms collapsing onto the bed.

"I'll take care of you from now on Y/N."

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Can you find out who Y/N gave his gift to?

Starring: You Mina, Momo (Twice) Karina (Aespa) Han (Stray Kids) Yeji, Lia (Itzy) Kaito (Jujutsu Kaisen Phantom Parade) RM (BTS)

I apologize if towards the end the pacing felt more rushed. I got tired of working on this and just wanted to move on.

I didn't even proof read this because I'm just so sick of this.

#twice #twice smut #smut #twice x reader #twice imagines #female idol smut #girl group smut #kpop smut #momo smut #mina smut #karina smut #aespa smut

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captain-bubble-wrap · 2 days ago

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Hiiii i have a request from your list if you take any at the moment.

10.. "You bought me flowers?"

Maybe Quinn x reader and he brings her glowers just because and shes overwhelmed because she never really had anyone doing that for her (besides her parents on birthdays or something) but never romantically!!

Sorry this took so long! I had two requests come in the same day I combined both prompts. 🩷

You had laid down on your sofa about two hours ago. It had been a kind of throw-away day with Quinn traveling back to Vancouver after finishing a long road series. They had encountered some bad weather and their flight had been delayed, so you had decided to catch up on some sleep while you waited for him to get back to the city since it seemed like it was going to be a late night. However, you had left your phone on the kitchen counter with the volume off, having gone to the movies the night before, so you hadn't heard any of his text notifications.

My Huggy Bear: They're finally letting us take off. I'll message you when we touch down. I love you. (2:32am)

My Huggy Bear: Have I mentioned enough that I've missed you? (2:17am)

My Huggy Bear: Oh, I said I'd message you when we got back, didn't I? 😅 (2:17am)

My Huggy Bear: I do, though, I miss you a lot. I'll be home soon. (2:25am)

My Huggy Bear: I'm guessing you fell asleep. I'm jealous. Turbulence is too bad for me to get to sleep. (2:37am)

My Huggy Bear: I'm going to leave you alone so these messages don't wake you. I love you. (2:41am)

My Huggy Bear: Finally back in BC, babe. (8:12am)

My Huggy Bear: I'm going to come by in a bit if you don't care. (8:55am)

Apparently, your body thought when you laid now that it wasn't just for a simple nap. It would be morning before you finally woke up, and that was because of the sound of your doorbell going off. Slowly, you put your feet down on the ground and shuffled to the door. Having not seen any of Quinn's messages, or even what time it was, everything was such a blur. Through the peep-hole, you'd make out Quinn's figure standing on your porch.

"Oh, hi baby," you yawned after opening the door and struggling to function after waking so abruptly.

He just looked at you and smiled, though he himself, was just as groggy as you were. "Good morning, babe."

You opened your arms for a hug and you both nearly stumbled through the door, "I'm so glad you're home!"

"So am I," he chuckled, holding on to you with his one free arm. "Did I wake you up?"

"It's okay, I didn't aim to fall asleep on the sofa, but I guess I did anyways."

"Ah, so I'm guessing you didn't see my messages."

When the two of you parted ways, you'd close the door and turn back towards him. "I never heard my-- I must have left it somewhere! I'm sorry baby!"

Again, he smiled as he watched you move about and wake up in stages. He knew you'd never ignore him on purpose (as least he hoped not) but he appreciated that you acknowledged when you had missed them. "I didn't expect you to stay awake until we landed. It's okay." Quinn stepped forward and gave you a kiss. That was when the scent of floral hit you.

"Oh, I got you something this morning," he added, bringing the bouquet up from his side. You somehow hadn't noticed, likely because of your sleepy state.

"You bought me flowers?" You asked, shocked by the gesture. "Quinny, they're beautiful!"

"I'm glad you like them," he confessed, watching as you brought them to your nose. "I just wanted to get you something, as an apology for not getting home when I wanted to."

Following a deep inhale of the fresh flowers, you'd look at Quinn concerned, "You didn't owe me an apology, baby! You can't help the weather! I'm just glad you're safe! That's all that matters to me."

"Still, I should get them for you more often. I know how much you like them."

You'd smile at him, wrapping your arms around his neck. "You're so sweet, but you don't have to!"

"I'll see what I can do," he winked, his forehead against yours. "I love you."

His confession took your breath away with how he had said it. His voice was low; that sleepy tone that always drove you wild. "I love you, too, Quinn. So much!"

You both would share a series of kisses --slow and passionate-- that expressed just how much you both had missed the other.

"Do you mind if I stay here with you today?" He mumbled, his lips still close to yours.

\"Of course not!"

"I don't want to drive home."

You pouted, "I don't want you to leave." In reality, you never wanted him to leave when you were together, but it was nice when he asked you if he could stay.

"Come lay down with me?"

"I'll meet you in there. I need to get these into water first." You'd give him the softest kiss to his pouty lips before he would let you walk away from him. Quinn wouldn't wander into the bedroom like you thought. Instead, he'd follow you into the kitchen and hover just over your shoulder while you worked. His arms wrapped around your waist, his lips painting kisses behind your ear and down your neck. He wasn't trying to distract you, and in truth, it would take you a lot longer to transfer the bouquet to a vase than it should have, but Quinn was always a welcomed hindrance.

"I just missed you," he whispered. "I hate being gone for so long now. It didn't affect me until I met you."

Your hands found his at your stomach, as you laid your head back on his shoulder, "I'm sorry, baby."

"Don't be. I just love you. Makes coming back to you so much nicer," he smiled as he spoke, placing one last kiss to your temple before letting you go. "That's enough sad confessions for one morning, yeah?"

You nodded, "Mhm, let's go lay down. I'll make a late lunch after."

"I'd like that, baby. Thank you."

- - -

The weeks following Quinn returning from the 6-game stretch had brought with them numerous surprises. He spent more time at your house than his apartment, more of this things dotted your place than ever had before, and most unexpected of them all were the weekly flower arrangements that showed up "just because", as he put it. He had told you that he would try to get them for you more often, and you should have known better that he wasn't talking to just hear his own voice. Sure enough, at some point through the week, on the road or in Vancouver, Quinn had flowers delivered to you with cute little love notes attached.

Your house smelled like a flower shop and was beginning to look like one as well. Each room had a vase and every time you saw one of them, butterflies tickled your heart and stomach. You hoped that Quinn knew how much each and every one of them meant to you and the meaning they held. He seemed to like them as well, always making small compliments on how nice a certain flower smelled or liking where you had placed one within the house.

He was becoming your Disney prince right before your eyes.

#quinn hughes #quinn hughes x reader #quinn hughes one shot #quinn hughes imagine #quinn hughes fanfiction #quinn hughes fic #hockey imagine #hockey oneshot #hockey fanfiction #hockey fic

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emmaxdelicate · 3 days ago

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THE GREAT WAR (part 2) | op81 x reader

summary: the aftermath of your fight with oscar

pairings: oscar piastri x fem!girlfriend!reader

warnings: use of y/n (one time) (if there is something else please lmk!!)

a/n: this is the part 2 to this fic, i reccomend reading it before this one!

word count: 1.3k

you shivered, but not from any cold. it was one of those statements that cut deep, they replayed in your head all of the time. how had it come down to this? the love that you two shared once felt unshakable. now, it felt fragile, like a glass about to fall off the edge of a table, ready to shatter completely with even just one little wrong move.

a soft knock on the bedroom door cut through your daydreaming, and you turned. the door creaked open a fraction, and Oscar's hesitant face appeared in the gap. he looked just as wrecked as you felt, his eyes rimmed red and his hair sticking up in messy locks. he must have been awake all night too.

"can I come in?" he asked, his voice barely louder than a whisper.

you hesitated a moment before nodding slightly. he slipped into the room, closing the door softly behind him. he lingered near the doorway, his posture unsure, as if he didn't quite know what to do with himself.

"i didn't want to sleep," he began, "not while things are… like this."

you stared at him, your expression unreadable. he couldn't tell if it was hatred, worried, or regretful. "oscar. i don't even know where to start."

"then i will," he said quickly, taking a tentative step closer. he knelt to the floor across from you, his knees brushing against yours. his hands fidgeted in his lap; a nervous habit of hisyou knew all too well.

"i've been selfish," he said, his voice cracking slightly. "i've been so focused on racing, on trying to prove myself to the team, that i didn't stop to think about how much it was hurting you. i thought i was balancing everything, but i wasn't. i see that now.".

you looked down as your chest drew tight with the words. "Oscar. i never wanted you to give up your dream. i only wanted to feel like part of it.that I matter to you.".

"you do matter," he said, his voice full of fervor as he reached for your hands. he was almost hesitant to touch you, as if he was scared you would pull away, but you didn't. his fingers wrapped around yours, firm yet soft. "more than anything. and i hate that i've made you feel otherwise."

you looked down at your interlocked hands, his touch warming and grounding you. "it hasn't been easy," you whispered. "i've felt alone, lots of times. and I know it's not all your fault, but i didn't know how to tell you without feeling like I was asking for too much."

"you're not asking for too much," he said firmly. "you're asking for what you deserve. and I'm sorry i haven't given it to you."

he took a deep breath, his eyes searching yours. "i know words aren't enough to fix this. i need to show you that i'm serious, that i'm willing to fight for us. and will, y/n. i'll do whatever it takes."

the sincerity and regret in his voice were palpable, and for the first time in weeks, you felt a flicker of hope. but the wounds between you wouldn't be so easily healed.

"it's not going to be easy," you said quietly. "there's a lot we need to work through."

"i know," he said, his thumb stroking the back of your hand. "but i'm not afraid of the hard stuff. not if it means i get to keep you."

you looked at him then, really looked at him, and saw the vulnerability in his expression. you could barely look him in the eye like this. he wasn't just apologizing- he was laying his heart bare, putting everything on the line for you. it was a side of him you hadn't seen in a long time, and it reminded you of why you'd fallen in love with him in the first place.

"i don't want to give up on us," you admitted, your voice breaking. "but I can't do this alone, Oscar. i need you to meet me halfway."

"i will, baby, i promise. every step of the way."

neither of you spoke for a moment. then you leaned forward, your forehead against his, and his hands gently cupped your face as thumbs brushed the beginnings of tears away.

“i love you, so much” he said softly, his voice now steady and sure. “and i’m going to spend every day proving it to you.”

the succeeding weeks were far from ideal, but they reeked of small steps forward. oscar made good on his promises, calling when he was away each night, asking about your day, listening to your stories, and then sharing his own in return. simple as it may sound, that made a whole lot of difference.

when he was home, he tried to make time for you. he did little things that surprised you: a note written in his own handwriting tucked into your bag, your favorite flowers waiting on the kitchen counter. he even took a day off from training to spend the afternoon with you, something he hadn't done in months.

but it wasn't the gestures that mattered; it was how he had shown up for you, listened to and communicated with you, made sure you felt seen and valued. For the first time in a long time, you felt like you were partners again, two people working together and not growing apart.

one evening, as the sun set over the city, you both sat out on your apartment's balcony. the sky was painted in shades of gold and pink, a cool breeze rustling through the air. you sat next to each other on a cushioned bench, hands intertwined..

"this is nice," you finally said, breaking the comfortable silence.

"it is," he agreed, his thumb brushing over your knuckles. "i've missed this."

"me too."

he turned to you, his expression thoughtful. "i've been thinking an awful lot lately about us- about what we've been through."

you cock an eyebrow, a small smile playing on the edges of your lips. "and what did you come out with, mr. Piastri?

he chuckled low in his throat, but his voice turned serious. "that i never want to take you for granted again. that i'm really lucky to have you, and i need to do better at showing it."

"you already are doing better," you said, squeezing his hand. "but it's not just about you, Oscar. i need to do better, too- at communicating, at being patient. this is a two-way road.

he nodded, his eyes shining with gratitude. "thank you. for not giving up on me. on us."

"i told you," you said, leaning your head against his shoulder. "you're worth fighting for."

he pressed a kiss to the top of your head, his lips lingering there for a moment. "so are you."

as the city lights below began to sparkle, so did a feeling of peace finally settle over you. the storm that threatened to rip your heart apart had indeed passed, and in its calming, it left a love that was now stronger because it had survived the tempests.

you didn't know what the future held, but for the first time in a long time, you weren't afraid. you knew that with Oscar by your side, you could face any obstacle that came your way.

and that was all that mattered to you.

tags: @daemyratwst

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briarscreek · 1 day ago

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Oooooo omg I loved reverse! Roman empire tf 141 x reader, would you be willing to do more?

I hope you have such a nice day/night.

P.s no pressure to do more, just wanted to let you know your writing is gorgeous

OMG I DIDNT EVEN SEE THIS ASK IM SO SORRY IT TOOK ME A MINUTE

hope you enjoy this pookie ❤️

it doesn’t take long until the next gladiator fight that you’re thrust into the mix again. this time just against one opponent. from what you could pick up in interpreting the language, the name was skull crusher. it’s not the best translation but you got the message. and the fact that he held no weapon.

he was larger than you, could dwarf anyone easily; and a crowd favorite. a blood thirsty dog only trained to fight in the confines of this brick and mortar. you didn’t want to fight, tried to get through to him; evaded every attack and only defended yourself. but if the emperor grew bored; both fighters would be dead. you had to make a choice; you or him.

you picked yourself.

you tried to make it as quick as possible, give him something painless so that he can pass. but he kept fighting and you had no choice. you kept repeating it to yourself as you watched him bleed out slowly from his neck.

you had no choice.

you had no—

a hand grasped your shoulder. a blink and you were suddenly switched from your thoughts of earlier that day to being surrounded by the 4 men you met on your first night as a fighter. it was harder to breathe. they towered over you just like he did.

tears in your eyes, you were shaking like a leaf. you didn’t want to do it again. fear caused you to pick up the knife off the food plate they delivered. pointing towards them, rambling how you will survive. even if they couldn’t understand you.

one word from the bearded one stunned you into a shock.

“rest”

your ramblings ceased immediately.

“how did you— can you understand me?”

“rest.”

he led you to a changing room, the taller one with a mask took off your clothes and laid you in the bath. one man with a reassuring smile and another with differently cut hair started to use rags to clean you. not hands of lust but rags moved with care. it wasn’t until they were done did the bearded one come back with a different robe; maybe one meant for sleeping. he slipped it onto you, tying the front securely and gently held out his hand. he lead you towards the bed as the masked one pulled back the covers.

what surprised you was how gentle they all were. was this a customary service or a personal one? as your exhaustion started to weigh you down, you tried to listen in on their conversation. something to do with ‘escape’ and ‘you’.

if you ever did escape this servitude, you just hoped they wouldn’t tell. or maybe they could join you.

if only you could understand them.

#briarscreek #task force 141 #simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #john price #john price x reader #john soap mactavish #john soap mctavish x reader #kyle gaz garrick #kyle gaz garrick x reader

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k1mbe3rly · 2 days ago

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Omg hiii i just wanted to ask if you could do a hwang inho and fem!reader fic where the reader is just a socially awkward, little suicidal and an introvert teen😭😭 we got hair like young mi type shi also it's platonic of course like father-daughter!!🙏🏻🙏🏻

ouuu okk, sorry for taking long tooo i was trying to finish other request 💔

Your the closet to heaven, that i’ll ever be.

warnings: none, PLATONIC, mentions of suicide

Joining the squid games means risking your life as well, You were probably the youngest here, obviously over 18.

Before you joined everything was downhill, your mom was dying, your dad died, your siblings were literally no where to be found, at this point you were just ready to end it it all.

You couldn’t take seeing everyone dying infront of you, so here you were standing on top of bridge looking down at the dirty water, your legs fiddled closer to the edge as you closed your eyes

You were about to lean in until you heard a voice.

“Ma’am?”

You opened your eyes looking over seeing a man with a suit on and a suit case as well staring at you.

So that’s how you ended here in the games, confused and even a bit scared, you walked around as after photos they took you this huge game with a huge doll

You noticed some crack head looking guy screaming at everyone to stay still and don’t move or else you’ll get shot, not like you cared much about dying but you still listened to see where it was headed

Time skip

After that game you got your dinner, you sat and observed everyone not really eating, it was until an older man came up to you “Hey, why don’t you come hang with us? You look too young to be here.. and besides we could protect you” he said smiling softly

You stated up at him “Oh- no it’s okay..” you spoke softly, “No really i insist, follow me” he said expecting you to follow which you did, you saw 3 other older guys including that guy who was screaming at everyone during the game, “I figured we should let her on the team. This is..uh, what’s your name?” he spoke putting a hand on your shoulder

“Uh..y/n” you spoke up a bit quiet, He nodded as he lead you to sit down, you sat on the little stairs “I’m young il, like my number 001..not that hard to forget” he said laughing a bit as you just did an awkward smile

“Oo..i’m Kang dae ho, Dae as in big/great, ho as in tiger!” Dae ho said, “Jung bae, i’m pretty sure it means righteous..so i guess i should be living twice as righteous” he said

“Seong gi hun.” Gi hun simply said without explaining what it means or anything, you tensed up but stayed quiet just looking at your food, “Are you not going to eat?” Young il asked, “Uh..i’m just not hungry”

“Well if you’re not hungry can i have it?” Dae ho asked as you looked over staring at him, awkward silence fell as Dae ho just looked, Young il rolled his eyes and looked back at you, “Eat up, eggs are good for you, helps keep you motivated and make sure you drink water as well” he spoke again.

“That’s great and all but i’m seriously not hungry..Ima just give it to dae ho..” you said slightly raising the plate of food but before you could raise it even higher Young il pushed it down to your lap softly, opening it and grabbing the spoon and taking a spoonful of the rice, “That’s great your not hungry but your gonna need to eat for energy tomorrow. So open up” he said staring at you intensely.

You slowly opened your mouth, enough for the spoon to fit as he put the spoon in your mouth, “Eat please, you look..a bit tired?” young il said taking in your eyebags and your droopy eyes, as well as your skin, you hummed as you slowly chewed.

“So..why are you here?” He asked “Uh..i just have hospital debts i guess” you said still eating, he nodded, “What about you? why are you here..?” you asked as well, he stayed quiet for a moment, “If you don’t wanna tell me you don’t have too..” you spoke again looking down.

“No it’s okay, i just need money for my pregnant wife..she uh needs a liver transplant” he spoke, you didn’t know what to say as you were chewing covering you mouth “oh i’m sorry.. i hope she makes it” you simply said

“Does your parents know your here?” he asked in confusion, “Uh..there gone, well my dad is but my mom is dying so..” you said silently, he immediately felt guilty for asking, “I’m really sorry..i shouldn’t have asked.” He said, “it’s fine.. everyone dies at some point right?” you said, “Mhm..” he said.

Lights out came and you couldn’t sleep at all but you eventually fell asleep, the morning came as you woke up to some music they played when everyone came, not even that long later they had took everyone to the second game

the six legged pentathlon

They explained the game as young il quickly found you “Hey i didn’t see you all morning you worried me..” he said, “Oh sorry..i didn’t know” you shyly said as you looked, he slowly lead you to the team without startling you.

The game was just a mini games 5 of them and we had to finish them in 5 minutes, you picked the first one since you always thought you were pretty good, but once you were doing it you felt so nervous, especially knowing you would cause the whole team to die if you didn’t flip it on time.

“Try flipping it!” Young il yelled as you looked at him and just nodded, you flipped the paper the other and threw it towards the one on the ground, you successfully done it as everyone cheered as you just smiled softly

Time skip

It was now the 3rd game mingle, Young il has been running with you and making sure you were safe, you were slowly stating to feel safe with him as well, each round was going great

“2 players”

You quickly looked around but Young il was nowhere in sight, oh god.

This is it isn’t it? why bother running around finding someone to pair, you didn’t care much but still felt worried.

You simply stood there a bit frozen, you knew it was time for this pain to end, but last second you were quickly picked up and dragged into a room on time

You widen your eyes as you saw Young il, he hugged you, “Jesus..i was so worried you just gave up on me like that..” he said silently as your arms stayed on your sides

“Sorry..i just panicked..i couldn’t find you” you said against his jacked “Luckily i found you.” he said, was he warming up to a teenager as well?

you slowly hugged him back, “Thank you da-.. young il.” you quickly said noticing what you were about to say, he heard half the word but still smiled, a part of him felt guilty on who he really was deep down.

#squid game #squid game season 2 #squid game x reader #squid game s2 #squid game angst #squid game fic #squid game fanfic #young il #in ho squid game #in ho #in ho x reader #in ho x you #father and daughter #platonic #light angst #player 001

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secriden · 2 days ago

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I always love your posts about THK and your recently pinned post and another one about Style yearning for skinship are just *chef's kiss*. So thank you for your analysis!

I saw some comments on tumblr that Style was acting as if he's sad and playing Fadel and I just could NOT agree, so I was glad to see your post. My opinion on Style's crying scene is I don't think Style meant to cry at first, but his emotions sort of overwhelmed him while he was talking. I think he definitely uses his cheerful disassocation with reality to deal with fear and he was just going to tell his message to his dad just in case, perhaps in a more lighthearted way, but he remembered about his mom and the reality of potential death hit him fully because his mother's death must be the closest death he'd experienced in his life. And when Fadel asked him if he was crying he just said Duh and wasn't fully crying, but after Fadel told him to stop the sob story, he turned back and the tears really started flowing. When I saw that I could really relate to him because that's how I usually act too- act nonchalant to hide my real feelings. Style wasn't planning to get emotional and then got mocked for it - and he was also denied his s*xual advances/skinship earlier too- that must've felt really hurtful to him.

As much as the scene hurts, I'm glad to see this was not cut because even cheerful, positive people like Style really gets down sometimes and people don't really understand this, even in real life! I was kind of like this when younger and had some people tell me they can't imagine me feeling sad or nervous. So seeing Style's rare serious and emotional side in the story is really made me kind of acknowledged? When I started watching this show, I didn't think I would get this attached to this character. He's like a ray of sunshine, very pure in his beliefs and quite fiercely loyal too (might be weird to say when he was complicit but he is actually loyal to both Kant and Fadel to the best of his ablities IMO) and the actor/Dunk is absolutely killing this role! Not just the crying scene in this episode, but Dunk's comedic timing in delivering the one liners is SO GOOD he manages to make me laugh every single episode so far.

Lovely anon, oh thank you for sharing so vulnerably about how you related to Style in that scene. I really agree with you that Style wasn't putting on an act to fool Fadel. I'm very surprised to hear that anyone still thinks Style is playing Fadel at this point?? O_O I don't think anything he does this episode is an act anymore -- even when he propositions Fadel with a shirt tossed into his face, there's clear and genuine intent behind it:

There's so much going on in this look. The gentle fondness as he gazes back at Fadel, the way the look seeks to communicate affection even as Fadel is glaring back in anger and frustration. But there's acceptance too, like he understands why Fadel is keeping his walls up, he understands why Fadel feels he deserves some of this harshness and he will let Fadel take the time he needs to come to whatever conclusions he wants to as long as Fadel does so with the understanding that Style's love for him is genuine.

Because at the end of the day the only thing Style really doesn't want is for Fadel to make his choice (to forgive or to cut Style off) thinking that Style's feelings are still a lie. I think that's the crux of the problem between them now: Fadel is pushing Style away because he is certain Style’s feelings aren’t true, and have never been true, but Style knows his own heart and understands the fundamental shift inside him that occurred over the course of their relationship.

Which is why I think Style is genuine in everything he’s showing Fadel now. Even if he didn’t mean to cry, I think his worry for his dad is very real. And I think the reason why he brings it up with Fadel is that Style is done hiding anything from him now. It’s not about manipulation, nor is it an attempt to make Fadel feel guilty. But he's taking everything Fadel is giving to him incredibly seriously and part of that is facing the possibility that Fadel may decide to kill him at the end after all. And that's... scary; hell its terrifying and heartbreaking and Style has understandable guilt related to how losing him after losing his mother is going to affect his dad.

And actually what you're saying about "cheerful and positive people like Style" also sometimes feeling down is such an important aspect of understanding Style's character. Because we can only really understand the weight of Style’s love for Fadel if we see him in all his multifaceted complexity: Style has suffered, Style understands the pain of loss but has learned to find joy in his life in the process of dealing with his mother’s passing. Styles cheerfulness and positively is not a sign of his immaturity or lack of complexity but rather evidence of a inner strength and determination to find meaning in life beyond the sadness. After my dad passed, it took me nearly 4 years to even get to a point where I began to want to want to find pockets of happiness. There was so much about me at the time time bound up in my feelings of loss and sadness and the ache of missing my dad, the unfairness of it all. Style is-- Style is so very precious to me.

And something I found really poignant is how Fadel and Style have such opposing methods of dealing with grief and fear. Fadel hides from it, runs from it, builds up walls and remains ever vigilante so he'll never be vulnerable again, while Style faces his grief and his fear head on. Style takes his fear out and holds it in the palm of his hand and in the process - like you said - maybe found himself more overwhelmed then he expected, but he allows himself the space to cry because he also sees that its important in the moment. And he invites Fadel into that vulnerability with him. That's insane to me -- Style's love for Fadel means that even when Fadel has a gun to his head and is the source of his fear, Fadel is always orientated on the INSIDE to Style.

To extend the allegory, the difference between them is that Fadel's love made him invite Style inside his walls as an outsider, but Style's love makes Fadel already part of him. Fadel doesn't need an invitation because at no point in episode 8 did Style ever treat Fadel as anything but an extension of his own heart.

So yeah, I'm so with you about being grateful for the scene. I think it maybe could have been shot differently (for instance, I kind of wish they'd just let Dunk do his thing and sell the moment without having that background music 180 degree shift), but I adore it for what it shows us about Style and the way he thinks and feels, and most of all the way Fadel is oriented in his heart.

#ask #the heart killers #fadelstyle #thk ep 8 #thk meta #hui talks thk #fandom talks <3 #also hard agree on dunk having some really excellent one liners in this series like... its an aspect i'm personally really enjoying #like i know I KNOW that for some people they want this show to be more serious and like... i get it??#but also thats literally what fanfic is for xDDD #i haven't had time to read anything for ages but you best believe i intend to be camping out in ao3 once i'm able to again #i'm sorry it took me so long to reply!!! i was struggling to formulate some of what i wanted to say and family commitments have escalated #in the lead up to CNY

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writingwisterias · 3 days ago

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Hellooo

so, we always talk about Leon being a girl’s dad and his daughter being a daddy’s girl and all. Which I totally agree he would be such a girl dad. Now, how about a fic, where reader feels like she doesn’t have that kind of bond with their daughter, and she gets insecure about it, and then there’s a whole comfort scene.

anyway I’ve been think way too much since I can’t sleep shit. Love y’all folks. Stay hydrated, drink smut

HII!

This is such an interesting concept, I was so excited to write this! I wanted to do it properly sorry it's late!

Warnings: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Leon being the best husband, Fluff, Established relationship Leon Kennedy x AFAB!Reader

A bond between mother and child could never be broken, that’s what everyone told you after all. At first, it seemed true. Your connection was instant, your love never wavering despite each temper tantrum or sleepiness night she gave you. Leon loved watching the two of you interact; between the soft coos of your voice as you comforted her or her giggles when you played. It was worth it, all the years he had spent fighting, all the months you had both spent trying for this chance. It was all worth the lack of space in his phone gallery as they filled up with candid photos of the two of you. But as all girls did the older she got, turning from baby to toddler she leaned more towards her daddy.

You shouldn’t feel jealous, she was attached to your hip for so long it was his turn to relish the feeling of her love. To create the bond he needed that would shape her entire childhood. Yet, it didn’t stop the waves of jealousy as she ran to him in greeting abandoning whatever she was doing with you. It hurt - no matter how hard you tried to hide it; it never stopped it from feeling true.

Was it you? Did you do something wrong? The questions were never-ending.

Perhaps you were tired today or maybe it was close to the time of the month but you couldn't hide it. Not from Leon. He watched your expression turn sour, feeling guilty as no matter what he tried to do your daughter just wanted to hang out with him. His heart broke as he walked back into the front room at the sight of you on the sofa watching the cartoons with tears in your eyes. You were so selfless to keep this hidden from him, the jealousy that you beat yourself up about. He didn’t care, it was only fair for you to feel this way. After all, you had spent so long creating a bond through nursing and sleepless nights. Caring for her when he wasn’t around because of work.

Leon sat down next to you wordlessly, his hand coming to rest on your leg that was outstretched on the sofa. He was always good at silent support; forever understanding that if you wanted to talk about it you would eventually. His thumb rubbed soothing motions on your leg, following the curves of your ankles. “Why doesn’t she love me anymore?” You whispered, hating the words instantly as soon as they left your mouth. He took a while to respond, choosing to formulate his words correctly without upsetting you further. “She does. She’s never stopped” He replied.

He was right, Leon was always right. You knew she never stopped. She always came to you when she hurt herself or needed an extra big snuggle as you watched a film. Needing the safety of your arms instead of Leons. It wasn't like you were completely ignored by her when he was home but it was the little things you missed when he was. “Why does it feel like she does? I don’t mean to feel like this...to be so...jealous but it hurts when she doesn’t want me to say goodnight and tuck her in anymore”

Leon knew exactly why she was like this when he was home and it was simply for that reason. Due to his job, he was barely here, so the little girl you both loved so deeply wants all her daddy’s attention before he goes again. It hurts for you when he’s home for longer periods like this because it’s a change in routine - not just for her but for you as well.

“It’s only because I’m home love. When I have to leave again she’ll come running back to her mommy” He reasoned. You turned to look at him before sitting up straighter. He smiled as your form tucked into his, hiding away from the world in the crook of his neck. Guilt washed over you at his words, for feeling like this when he’s back. It’s not his fault she’s growing into a Daddy’s girl. If anyone knew how loveable Leon was it’s you.

“Maybe we can all go out to a little farm tomorrow? We can be like those cringe couples and swing her in between us as we walk” He teased. Your smile was bright as it grew on his features, your chuckle teasing against his neck. You nodded. “Sounds like fun, at least she’ll drag you around to pet all the stinky animals”

“I suppose that a positive for you then”

"You can deal with bath time too if she gets all muddy"

Leon laughed, his chuckle vibrating through you as it erupted from his chest. "I see how it is now, You'll get all the cuddles after I'm the mean one that washed her hair" He teased. You never knew how he did it. Comforted you, and ensured that you felt like your feelings were validated despite the situation. You felt bad his connection with her was limited and the fact you grew jealous over the few weeks he got with her compared to every day you got. In the grand scheme of things you both loved her with your heart in very different ways and she needed both of you to be happy.

#~mads rambles #leon kennedy #resident evil x reader #leon kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy x reader #leon scott kennedy #resident evil #~mads~mail💌#resident evil fanfiction #leon kennedy x you #leon resident evil #leon kennedy imagine #leon s kennedy #leon s kennedy x you #leon scott kennedy x reader #resident evil leon

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the-witty-pen-name · 2 days ago

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eddie x plus size reader where it’s both their first times and its awkward and silly and they’re bf and gf and it’s also their first relationship cuz reader is also not very liked in school (#weirdgirlcore #ihaveautism #me 😞✊) and she’s insecure but so is he and it’s sweet and silly and YEAH SORRY I HOPE THAY MAKES SENSE

- 🐞

Anon I am so sorry it took me so long to get to this request! Here is a short drabble for you, I hope you like it!!

(18+ MINORS DNI) Word Count: 431

“Sorry baby,” he fumbles, giggling into the crook of your neck. He presses kisses to your exposed skin. You can’t help but smile, biting your lip from laughing, as his hair tickles your cheek. It’s been about a solid three minutes as he struggles to unhook your bra. He vehemently rejected any offer you had to do it yourself or help him with it. He bites his lip in concentration, desperate to salvage what’s left of dignity by not letting the stupid little clasps get the best of him.

“It’s okay,” you giggle, resting your face in the crook of his neck. You kiss his cheek and they flame a bright red at the affection despite his awkward struggle. You’re both so new to this- new to dating, new to affection, new to the feeling of being wanted. It was so overwhelmingly wonderful with Eddie. He was being so gentle with you, and he felt so honored that you felt comfortable enough with him to end up like this.

You’re nervous as you feel the band loosen and you can finally feel the material drop off your body. You moan softly at the relief you feel, but your mind still wanders- anxiety bubbling up. He’s never seen you like this, never seen thi smooch of you- what if you aren’t what he expected? You shift, suddenly wanting to cover yourself from him. He immediately pulls back, not wanting to do anything you aren’t comfortable with.

“Is this okay, still?” he asks softly, pulling back slightly to give you space.

“What if I’m- you know, I’m scared you won’t think-” you struggle to vocalize exactly what you’re worried about.

“You’re so beautiful,” he immediately reassures you. He smiles, “Look at you!” He exclaims, trying to make you smile, “You can’t possibly expect me to see you like this- and not fall even more in love with you!”

You hide your face in your hands, his theatrics making you laugh, just like he always does. You feel your worries subside as it helps with your confidence more than he’ll probably ever realize.

“Love you so much,” you smile, kissing him again, letting him wrap his arms around you.

You let yourself enjoy the feeling of his hands on you as he freely explores your body. You let all of your worries about yourself melt away at his touch, being able to redirect your focus from yourself to him. He’s so eager to touch you and have you in his arms like this. Nothing else even matters anymore when he’s holding you like this.

#request #inbox #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x y/n

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igotanidea · 3 days ago

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Red light: Jason Todd x reader

instincts are a funny thing that works regardless of what your brain tells you.

He was standing at the red light because something told him that on this particular day speeding through might be a bad idea.

And then something told him to turn his head to the right.

And he noticed her.

The girl sitting in her car on the sideway, engine turned off, face full of tears running down her cheeks.

With a heavy sigh he switched lanes, not caring about the middle fingers pointed his way and knocked on her window, but she was either scared of a stranger doing so or simply didn;t care at all.

"Are you okay?" he mouthed, hoping to get her attention, looking like and idiot, standing in front of a shut down car, half-yelling while she pretended not to hear.

"Hm? Sorry, I didn't get it. What?"Finally the window was opened and she turned to look at him, not making any move to get out of the vehicle though.

"I said are you okay?"

"Yeah. yeah, I am okay--"

"Sorry to break it to you, but you don;t look okay."

"Then why asking?" she scoffed, finally looking at his face.

"It;s polite way to do. Or so I've heard. Not that I know much about politeness."

"Why did you ask me in the first place?"

"Cause you look like you need help."

"I;m okay... It;s just - my car broke down and - I got into an accident and- "

"Do you want me to call someone for you?"

"hm? what? what do you mean?"

"call. you know, get that little device that people use to reach out a long distance and let people know what happened?"

"haha, very funny,"

"I'm being serious. You are in no state to get anywhere by yourself." he pointed at her shaking hands and tears on her cheeks and she immediately wiped them out. "Friend? Boyfriend?"

"Oh! oh, no, no. I'd rather not call my boyfriend." she objected before biting her tongue. And those words, coming out of her mouth so fast, got his attention and put him on alert. "It's just - " the girl stuttered "he'll get mad and he;s not acting nice when he's mad and-"

"Your car broke down." Jason pointed out. "It;s not like it's your fault. Shit happens. Why would he be mad."

"It's just - oh, it's nothing really. I don;t want to upset him-"

Clearly, that girl was in a relationship with a bastard who didn;t treat her right.

"Okay fine. You know what, here;s what we're gonna do. We're gonna call a trailer and I'll drive you home. How about that?"

"But- but-"

"Great. Come on."

Jason grabbed his phone and within half an hour Y/N;s little fiat was at the mechanic's. He even managed to get her a discount dropping BRuce's name here and there in a conversation a few times.

And after all the technical details were taken care of, he pulled her onto his motorbike, right behind him, waiting patiently until she decided to wear a helmet.

"Have you ever rode a bike before?"

"Nope."

"Well then I am afraid you're gonna have to scoot a little closer and hold on tight. I won;t speed, but I'd rather not have you falling behind."

"Okay. fine." she hesitantly wrapped arms around his waist and with a laugh he took off taking her home. Subconsciously wishing her place of residence was somewhere further so the trip could last.

"Thanks for your help today..." she almost jumped off the bike, quickly discarding the helmet, almost running to the apartment as if scared someone could be watching her interact with Jason on the driveway.

"Jason." He was not about to just let her bail like that.

"Right. Jason. Thanks for your help Jason. I - I really gotta go and- "

"You owe me."

"Hm? What?"Those pretty e/c eyes grew a little wider and she blinked a few times, before understanding the meaning and blushing a little. "Oh! Oh, right..."

"What's your name?"

"My name?"

"Yeah, your name. You owe me that much after all" Jason chuckled.

"I'm Y/N."

"Nice to meet you, Y/N."

"Mhm... I really, really gotta go. Thanks again for your help and - "

"Y/N!"

There was a guy standing in front of the building calling her name and looking half-concerned, half-angry at the sight of his girlfriend interacting with another man.

"Coming! I'm coming!"

There was a brief moment of tension and eye-crossing between Jason and the guy who already was coming off as an asshole.

However, since Y/N was already back home there was no reason for Jason to keep staring, regardless of how much he wanted to.

But there was no way in hell that he was not going to do a little digging on the domestic violence in the neighbourhood.

And damn, if he wasn;t going to use his Red Hood persona to make a few things right.

#jason todd x reader #red hood x reader #jason todd x y/n #red hood x y/n #jason todd x you #red hood x you

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cosmiclily · 2 days ago

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.ᐟchapter seven: what’s the rush? kissing, then my cheeks are so flush

wc: 2.2k

you

are you home? can we please talk?

vi ♥️

be home in 10

On my way home from the coffee shop, I tried to put my thoughts in order, rehearsing how I would explain to Vi why I’d been such an asshole to her lately and why I’d been avoiding her. It felt impossible to string together a coherent explanation that didn’t involve blurting out the whole messy truth.

Because that truth? It went something like this: "So, I have feelings for you. And you're the most amazing, beautiful, kind, loving human being in the world. And I’ve been too scared that if I told you I love you, you’d hate me forever. Because, let’s be honest, you’re incredible, and I wouldn’t deserve you in a million years."

Yeah, that wasn’t happening. As much as I wanted to say it, as much as the words were clawing at my throat to be let out, I knew better. The stakes were too high, and I wasn’t willing to lose her completely if things didn’t go the way I hoped.

I exhaled sharply, trying to push away the familiar ache in my chest. I just needed to focus on fixing things. I needed to make her understand that I cared about her—even if I couldn’t say exactly how much—and that I didn’t want to keep hurting her.

Still, I couldn’t shake the feeling that no matter what I said, Vi would be pissed at me. I’d earned that much. It would probably take time—maybe a long time—for me to gain her trust back. But as long as I could get through this conversation still being her friend, I’d count it as a win.

I glanced up at the darkening sky as I approached the apartment building. A part of me wanted to turn around and run—find some excuse to delay this conversation for another day. But I knew I couldn’t keep running. Jinx was right. Things were spiraling, and if I didn’t face this now, I was going to lose Vi anyway.

When I finally reached our floor, I hesitated in front of the door, my heart pounding so hard it felt like it might burst out of my chest. I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath to steady myself before stepping inside.

The apartment was quiet, and for a moment, I thought Vi wasn’t home yet. But then I saw her, sitting on the couch with her legs tucked underneath her, scrolling aimlessly on her phone. Her expression was neutral, but there was a tension in her posture that hadn’t been there before.

She glanced up when she heard me, her eyes meeting mine. And just like that, the words I’d rehearsed a hundred times on the way home evaporated from my brain.

"Hey," she said, her tone guarded.

"Hey," I replied, my voice unsteady. I stood there awkwardly, clutching the strap of my bag like it might anchor me to the ground.

Vi raised an eyebrow, clearly waiting for me to say something more.

“I... we need to talk,” I finally managed, my throat dry.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, but she nodded and set her phone down. “Yeah, we do.”

The weight of the moment pressed down on me as I moved to sit across from her. This was it. No more excuses, no more hiding. It was time to finally lay my cards on the table—even if it wasn’t all of them.

“I—” I started, but my voice caught in my throat. I took a deep breath, willing myself to calm down, even as my heart raced uncontrollably. My head was spinning, and I couldn’t seem to find the right words. “I wanted to start off with... I’m sorry. It’s not your fault that I’ve been distant lately. I wanted to make that clear. You did nothing wrong.”

My voice wavered as I forced myself to look into her eyes. It was terrifying, but I knew I had to face her. I braced myself for anger, disappointment—anything that could mirror the chaos inside me. But what I saw was so much worse: hurt. It was written all over her face, raw and unguarded, and it made my stomach twist painfully.

“Then why?” she asked, her voice quiet but laced with pain. “What happened for you to treat me like that?” Her words were like a dagger, each syllable cutting deeper than the last. She wasn’t yelling or angry; it was like it physically hurt her to say them.

I swallowed hard, feeling the weight of her gaze on me. “I—I didn’t mean to hurt you, Vi,” I said, my voice cracking. “I thought... I thought distancing myself would help. I thought it would make things easier. But I was wrong. I was so wrong.”

“Help with what?” she asked, her brow furrowing. There was frustration creeping into her tone now, but it was overshadowed by the lingering hurt. “You don’t just push someone away for no reason. I don’t understand, and I’m trying so hard to, but you’re not giving me anything.”

I opened my mouth to speak, but the words got caught again. How could I explain this without ruining everything? Without shattering the delicate balance of our friendship? But then I remembered what Jinx had said—about how we were already falling apart—and I knew I couldn’t keep avoiding the truth.

“It’s because of me,” I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. “It’s because of the way I feel about you.”

Her eyes widened slightly, confusion flickering across her face. “The way you feel about me?” she repeated, like she needed to hear it again to make sense of it.

I nodded, gripping the edge of my seat so hard my knuckles turned white. “I... I’m in love with you, Vi,” I said, the words spilling out like a dam breaking. “I’ve been in love with you, I think, my whole life. From the moment you walked into Vander’s house that first day with your uneven bowl cut and those blue eyes. I didn’t understand what I was feeling—and honestly, I still don’t,” I let out a bitter laugh, the sound hollow. “But I knew, even then, that you were it. You were everything. And when I finally understood that those feelings were love, I got scared. Scared that if I told you, it would ruin everything. Scared that you’d hate me, or that you’d feel like I wasn’t enough, like I couldn’t ever be enough.”

Her expression softened, her shoulders relaxed slightly, but she didn’t say anything. The silence felt like it stretched for an eternity, deafening in its weight. My heart was pounding so hard I thought it might shatter my ribs, and I could feel the heat of tears threatening to spill over.

“I tried to push you away,” I continued, my voice barely above a whisper. “Because I thought it would be easier. I thought I could bury how I felt, and we could just go back to how we were. But I was wrong. I know you don’t feel the same way, and I’m not asking you to. I just—” My voice cracked, but I forced myself to keep going. “I just want to go back to being your friend. I hate what I’ve done, how I’ve hurt you, and I hate myself for—"

And then it happened.

I was cut off mid-sentence as her lips pressed against mine. For a moment, I froze, my mind blank and my body completely still. What was happening? My brain struggled to catch up, replaying the last few seconds on a loop as if trying to convince me that it was real.

Her hands came up to cup my face gently, her thumbs brushing against my cheeks, grounding me in the moment. The kiss wasn’t rushed or forceful—it was soft, tentative, like she was giving me the space to decide if I wanted to pull away. But I didn’t. I couldn’t.

When I finally remembered how to move, I kissed her back. Tentatively at first, like I was afraid the moment might shatter if I leaned in too much. But then her fingers threaded through my hair, pulling me closer, and everything else—my doubts, my fears, the pain of the past few weeks—faded into nothing. All that mattered was her, the feel of her lips on mine, the warmth of her touch, the way she made me feel like I wasn’t just enough, but everything.

When she finally pulled back, I was breathless, my heart racing so fast it felt like it might burst. Her forehead rested gently against mine, and she let out a shaky laugh. “You really are an idiot,” she said, her voice soft but filled with something I couldn’t quite place.

I blinked, still reeling. “What?”

“I’ve been in love with you, too,” she admitted, her voice trembling slightly. “Probably just as long as you’ve been in love with me. But I didn’t know how to say it. I thought... I thought you didn’t see me that way. So I kept it to myself and convinced myself it was better that way.”

“Vi...” I whispered, barely able to believe what I was hearing.

“I’m sorry I hurt you,” she continued, her voice breaking slightly. “I didn’t mean to. I just... I didn’t want to ruin what we had.”

I let out a shaky laugh, tears finally spilling over as I pulled her into a tight embrace. “We’re both idiots,” I said, my voice muffled against her shoulder. “But maybe we can stop being idiots now. Maybe we can just... figure it out together.”

She nodded, her arms tightening around me. “Yeah,” she said softly. “Together.”

For the first time in what felt like forever, the weight on my chest lifted. It wasn’t perfect, and I knew we’d have to figure out how to navigate this new, uncharted territory. But in that moment, none of that mattered. All that mattered was her, and the knowledge that I wasn’t alone in this anymore.

As we sat there, holding each other like the world outside didn’t exist, I felt a warmth spread through me that I hadn’t felt in what felt like years. It was strange how something as simple as the truth could be both terrifying and liberating. For so long, I’d been convinced that my love for Vi would only ever live in the shadows, something to bury and ignore. And now, here she was, holding me like I was something precious. Like she had been waiting for this moment as much as I had.

She pulled back just enough to look at me, her hands still resting gently on my cheeks. “You really had me worried, you know?” she said, her voice softer now, her usual tough edge smoothed out. “When you started avoiding me, I thought I’d done something wrong. I thought I’d lost you.”

I shook my head quickly, my hands gripping hers like they were a lifeline. “You didn’t lose me, Vi. You could never lose me. I was just... scared. Of everything. Of you finding out and hating me, of ruining what we had. But I was stupid, and I hurt you in the process.”

“You were stupid,” she said with a small laugh, her lips curving into that familiar smirk that made my heart flutter. “But I guess I can forgive you. Just this once.”

I rolled my eyes, but a smile tugged at my lips anyway. “You’re so generous.”

She grinned, then her expression softened again, her gaze turning serious. “But seriously, no more of this avoiding each other bullshit. If something’s wrong, we talk about it. Pinky promise?” She said showing me her pinky

I nodded, my throat tightening. “Pinky promise.”

Her fingers brushed against my cheek, and I leaned into her touch instinctively, like I’d been doing it my whole life. “Good,” she said softly, her thumb tracing small circles on my skin. “Because I don’t want to waste any more time, you know? We’ve spent so long dancing around this, pretending it wasn’t there, but... I’m done pretending.”

“Me too,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “No more pretending.”

She smiled then, a real, genuine smile that made her eyes light up in that way I loved. And before I could say anything else, she leaned in and kissed me again. This time, it felt different—less hesitant, more certain. Like we’d both finally decided to stop running from the inevitable.

When we finally pulled apart, we were both breathless, and I couldn’t help but laugh softly. “So, what now?” I asked, my voice light but genuine. “What happens next?”

Vi leaned back against the couch, pulling me with her so I was tucked against her side. “Well,” she said, her arm draped casually around my shoulders, “I think we figure it out as we go. No pressure, no rush. Just... us.”

“Us,” I repeated, the word feeling strange but wonderful on my tongue. “I like the sound of that.”

“Good,” she said with a grin, pressing a kiss to the top of my head. “Because I’m not letting you get away now.”

We stayed like that for a long time, just holding each other and talking about everything and nothing all at once. For the first time in weeks—no, months—I felt like I could finally breathe. The weight of my unspoken feelings was gone, replaced by something warm and hopeful and new.

And as I drifted off to sleep that night, curled up next to Vi on the couch, I couldn’t help but think that maybe, just maybe, everything was finally going to be okay.

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chapters - chapter six

notes: finally!!!! i love me some “we have been in love with each other the whole times and we’re both too dumb to realize”

it’s been a journey with this fic for me, bc it’s the first time i had the courage to post anything that i wrote, thank you to everyone who read and enjoyed it !!!!

#vi arcane #vi x reader #vi x y/n #vi x you #arcane x female reader #arcane #arcane x reader #arcane x y/n #arcane x you #lily writes

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Whispers Of Silk & Desire. - Leon S Kennedy.

!TAGS!: NSFW Content, Mile High Club, Switch!Leon, Praise, Playful Banter, Slight Plot (It you look really hard) Eye Contact, !UNEDITED!, Fingering, Pet Names (Mistress, Princess, Love, Darling, Sweetheart) Teasing, Bareback, !CONSENT IS KEY!, Bathroom sex.

Pairing: RE6!Butler!Leon + Writer!Fem!Reader.

Rating: Mature

Summary: Y/n was sick of the burning heat of summer, so she decided to go on holiday somewhere cold where she could relax and not feel as if she was melting, and of course she brought her darling butler Leon but things spice up when they are alone together in her private airplane bathroom....

Word Count: 5k

Ghosty's Notes: I'm so sorry this has taken so long to come out, I have been dealing with some personal things and just haven't been in the right headspace to write, so this has been a really big work in progress, but I am slowly going to get back too it, I really do hope you enjoy this oneshot and I am hoping to do more in the future and even revisit some older oneshots and maybe rewrite them or even do second parts to them, so please stay tuned, also I wanted to experiment and wrote this in 3rd person, but don't sorry it is still an x-reader.

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Thank you for all the support, it means alot❤️

-Ghosty :] ❤️🦝

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The sunroom was Mistress Y/n sanctuary, with high floor to ceiling window panels that gave her an almost full view of the garden that was at the back of her families estate, she had inherited it from her grandfather after he and her grandmother decided they where going to cruise the world and see where life took them since they weren’t getting any younger, that had only been a couple months ago since they had left leaving Y/n incharge.

Her grandfather had he worked in the government, he wasn’t that much into the political side of the government but more helping people and doing as much as he could for his community, he was truly loved by the people.

As Y/n flipped to the next page of her book she smelt the scent of the freshly cut roses that had been placed on her desk this morning, most likely Leon’s doing since he knew how much she loved the smell.

When she first arrived to the estate she had first met Leon at the front door, he was wearing a tailored dark navy waistcoat with a tie and a white button down undershirt, his hands where covered by a pair of white gloves and his dark blonde hair was slicked back on one side, letting his fringe cover half of his face, he held a stoic but professional look on his face when his blue eyes had meet hers for the first time, but he was polite nonetheless.

Over time you came to learn that Leon was an ex-agent having suffering a back and arm injury that left him unfit to work as an agent anymore, her grandfather had found out Leon was looking for a job and offered him a job at the estate and with the position Leon was in at the time, he didn’t argue and accepted the work, it wasn’t what Leon had in mind for a job but he was desperate for anything.

Skipping forward to now Y/n had closed her kindle and placed it on her desk before she laid her head back in her chair and let out a soft breath as she fanned herself slightly with her hand, the heat of the room was starting to get to her, as much as she loved to sit in this room and read her book it does get almost unbearably hot in here, but just as she was about to get out of her chair and go to the kitchen to get a drink, there was a knock on her door.

“Come in.” she calls out and soon Leon enters the room, wearing his usual dark navy-blue waistcoat with matching tie, white button-down undershirt and white gloves, in his hands was a tray with what looked like an ice-cold glass of peach iced tea and some frozen grapes. Even in the blazing heat of the summer air Leon was dress impeccability, not a crease in his suit or even a drop of sweat on his forehead, it made Y/n a little jealous since she felt as if she was sitting in a sauna.

“Leon.” Y/n says with a soft exasperated sigh as she looked at the older man as he placed the silver tray on her desk. “Yes Mistress?” Leon asked giving her his full attention after placing the tray down.

“how are you so unaffected by this heat, it’s witchcraft or something.” Y/n says as she reaches forward to grab a frozen grape out of the bowl on her desk, Leon just gives her a small chuckle as he tucks the tray under his arm. “It is my duty mistress, no matter the season as one’s appearance reflects back on the estate.” Leon spoke calmly as he looked at Y/n with an also amused look on his face.

“Well, your duty to keep up appearances no matter the weather because of how it reflects back on the estate is maddening.” Y/n couldn’t help but complain but it wasn’t said with malice or hurtful intent

more like a playful jab, but suddenly her eyes lit up and a smile came onto her face. “Oh, I know that look.” Leon says with the same playful jab knowing his mistress has cooked up an idea. “I have decided something.” Y/n says after she chewed and swallowed the frozen grape that was in her mouth, causing a cold shiver to run down her spine. “and what is that you have decided?” Leon asks as he looked at her with a small smile, Y/n took her glass of ice-cold peach tea and took a sip of it, letting the cold liquid run down her throat before she answered.

“this heat is unbearable, and I refuse to suffer any longer, we are going on holiday effective immediately.” Y/n says as if she was leaving no room for argument, this caused Leon to raise an eyebrow at her suggestion or more like order. “A holiday?” Leon asked her as he was now standing beside her as he leaned back against her desk, he was a little surprised about her sudden suggestion, but a holiday did sound pretty nice at the moment. “Yes a holiday.” Y/n said matter of fact as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“I want to go somewhere colder, maybe snowing even if we are lucky we could go to antarctica.” Y/n said excitement clear in her voice as if she was imagining the cold weather and maybe even playing around with some of the penguins. “Mistress not to rain on your parade, but you need permits to go to antarctica.” Leon says causing Y/n to pout slightly as she took another frozen grape from the pop and popped it onto her mouth.

“I just want to go somewhere where it doesn’t feel like I am slow roasting in my own house.” Y/n says with a small sigh as she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, the warm air filling her lungs and causing a drop of sweat to run down her back, reminding her she could always take a cold shower.

“Well since we can’t go to antarctica so you can’t play with your penguin friends, what else do you envision for the holiday?” Leon asked as he looked at her, he could see the small pout on her face when she was told she couldn’t play with her penguin friends. Y/n could hear the faint questioning in his tone making her open one eye to look at him.

“I just want to go somewhere cold where I can be comfortable.” Y/n said, and Leon have her a small smile and nodded his head. “and I presume I am coming with you on this little holiday?” Leon asked as she nodded her head as she took a sip of her drink, that now condensation was now coating the glass.

“Of course, I think I would go insane if I was left along on a plane.” Y/n said as Leon grabbed one of the grapes out of the bowl on the desk. “Very well then, I will start looking into places that you can have your little getaway.” Leon says as he pushes himself off the desk and started to head to the sunroom door.

“good and make sure it is somewhere far enough that I can forget about this awful heat for a little while, but not to far that we will have to spend hours cooped up in an airplane.” Y/n says, and Leon nodded his head. “of course, Mistress I will make the preparations necessary before you melt entirely.” He says politely but their was a hint of playfulness in his tone.

Y/n just shooed him away before she drank the last of her drink, she couldn’t wait to get out of this heat, to not feel as if her brain was melting and her body wasn’t sticking to the back of her chair, she knew her father had a winter home in Switzerland, him and her mother where currently in New Zealand since it was summer over there and they loved the heat, sometime she shouldn’t believe how different her and her parents really where.

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It had only taken Leon until the afternoon to arrange the plans for the holiday, they would be going to Y/n’s parents winter home in Switzerland so they wouldn’t have to look around for accommodation and they would both have peace and quiet, currently Y/n sitting in her comfortable leather recliner chair with a champagne flute in one had while she was reading on her kindle.

The air conditioner of the private jet had already made her forget about the sizzling heat back at the estate, it was cool on her skin making her hum softly happily. Leon was currently making some last-minute arrangements such as a vehicle and grocery delivery since there won’t be anything to eat at the house.

Finally, after him making all the arrangements Y/n felt as if a weight had been lifted off her shoulders knowing everything was sorted and prepared, but as she read her book she couldn’t help but feel a pair of eyes on her watching her. “you staring.” Y/n said not looking up from her kindle knowing it was Leon how was staring at her.

“I know.” Leon says his tone was slightly smug but also affection, looking up she gave Leon an amused look before she closed her kindle. “and why could you be possibly staring at me for.” Y/n asked him with the same amusement in her tone, they had always had this sometimes flirty back and forth with each other.

“You know why.” Leon spoke and that caused a small blush to colour her cheeks, it was no secret that she found Leon attractive she meant what woman wouldn’t, and it’s not like she haven’t fantasied about him wondering what he looked like with his hair not slicked back, or what his body looked like under the tailcoat and white button down top he is always wearing, did he have scars from when he worked as an agent like the one on his cheek, their had even been times when she thought about him taking her in her sunroom or even the kitchen counter.

Y/n knew she couldn’t have these thoughts about Leon, he was her worker employed by her grandfather to look after the estate and to take care of Y/n and it would break so many clause in his contact and the reputation her grandfather had built over the years, the news would be too scandalous and could possibly ruin everything.

But there was a part of her deep down that tried to argue with her brains reasoning, saying she is a fully grown woman with wants desires and needs, that as long as they are both consenting then what’s the problem, she pushed those thought aside and playfully pushed Leon away causing the older man to chuckle as well.

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With still 6 hours left of their flight Y/n decided she would change into something more comfortable and warmer and take a little nap, so she had taken her carry-on bag to the bathroom and was starting to get changed, she had successfully gotten her sweatpants on and was pulling her shirt over her head when the door opened.

“Somebody is in he-“ she started but she soon froze when she felt arms wrap around the bare skin of her waist causing her body to tense up. When she finally pulled the shirt down her head she saw familiar dark blonde hair and a playful smile on his lips. “Leon what are you doing in here, I’m changing.” Y/n said slightly flushed as she glared at him through the mirror of the bathroom.

“Just coming to check up on you, Love.” Leon spoke as he rested his chin on her shoulder, she could feel his breath on her neck and his chest against her back, even with their clothes separating them she could feel how warm Leon’s body was. “I’m getting dressed.” Y/n said as she started to pick up her clothes she had changed out of and put them in her carry-on bag.

“I can see what sweetheart.” Leon purred softly as he left out a soft hum, his voice was a lot more husky his eyes never leaving her reflection in the mirror. Soon a soft gasp left her lips as she felt Leon’s hand go under her shirt and run down her spine, causing a shiver to go up Y/n’s spine.

She had to bite her bottom lip to prevent any noise no matter how soft or whiney it was from leaving her lips, but her eyes fluttered closed as she braced herself against the bathroom sink, trying to give herself some stability. “You’re so sensitive.” Leon softly teases as one of his hands trails down her arms and lace’s his fingers with one of her hands that is bracing herself on the counter.

“Leon.” She softly breathed his name, but Leon just smiled and took his hand out from the bottom of her shirt and moved her hair to the side, before placing a featherlight kiss on the soft skin of her neck, causing a small yelp to leave her lips. “We shouldn’t be doing this.” She tried to protest but Leon just keep leaving trails of soft kisses down her neck and to her shoulder.

“I know we shouldn’t, but I can’t help it Mistress.” Leon says and the way he called her mistress sent another shiver down her spine, Y/n knew he had to stop this before things got too out of hand but the rational side of her brain was losing the battle to her desire and want side.

Deep down she didn’t want Leon to stop and she was willing to face any consequences at that moment if it meant she could have him once and then leave this bathroom and pretend nothing happened. Deciding to just go for it Y/n turned around and wrapped her arms around Leon’s neck before she went on her tippy toes and pressed her lips to his in a soft kiss, testing the waters and giving him plenty of time to pull away.

But Leon didn’t in fact pull away or even try and break the kiss, he growled softly against her lips as he tightened his arm around her waist before he lifted her onto the counter with ease, his other hand went onto her hair from the back, Y/n back was pressed into the cold bathroom mirror.

That did nothing to cool down the heat that was burning in her body as her and Leon passionately made out, almost as if this moment had been simmering from the moment they met and is only now boiling over in hungry kisses and soft gasps and moans. But soon Leon broke the kiss and rested his forehead on hers, both of them where breathing heavily their pupils blown and their lips slightly swollen from the intensity of the kiss.

“Fuck.” Was all that left Leon’s lips causing Y/n to smile and giggle slightly as her fingers gently ran though his dark blonde hair, but before she could say anything Leon reconnected their lips but this time it was different, their was a hunger and also desperation in his kiss, as if he was devouring her like oxygen it made Y/n head spin as she kissed him back, her eyes fluttering closed as she wrapped her legs around his waist to pull his body closer to hers.

Soon Y/n’s hands fell from around Leon’s neck as she gently pushed Leon’s tailcoat off and started to unbutton his shirt, Leon didn’t protest he even helped her by shrugging his shoulders and let the cotton material fall to the floor.

Finally Y/n broke the kiss for air as she was starting to feel a little light headed, she had ever experienced a kiss that intense before it almost left her weak in the knees, a soft whine like noise left Leon’s lips when she broke the kiss as he moved his head chasing after her lips, but she stopped him when she gently placed her index finger on his bottom lip and there was a small smile on her face.

“I needed some air.” Y/n tells him as she rests her forehead against his, finally being about to catch her breath she saw the top half of Leon’s body, there where scars that littered his chest and stomach.

Some looked to be as small surface scars but there where bigger more deeper ones, some looked like blade cuts while others looked at bullet wounds, she hadn’t really knowing what type of work Leon did when he was an agent but by the looks of how nasty some of these scars where it was a little bit more then just some simple paperwork. “Do you they hurt.” Y/n asked him as she reaches up and gently touches one of the bullet scars on his chest, a solemn look came onto the older man’s face before he shook his head.

“Physically no but…” he trailed off and Y/n could already guess what he was going to say. “Mentally yes.” She finished for him and all he did was simply nod his causing her to frown slightly. “But I’m alive now aren’t I.” Leon says in a happier tone trying to lighten the once electric mood.

“Yeah.” Y/n says as she traced one of the scars on his chest with her index finger, but Leon reached down and gently took her hand and brought it up to his lips and gave it a gentle kiss. “You don’t need to worry now, it’s in the past.” He tried to reassure her as he trailed kissed from her hand and up her arm, to her shoulder and then to her neck and then her jawline.

Y/n closed her eyes as she felt Leon’s lips traveling up her body, some of the kisses where soft and sweet while the one on her bare skin where a little hard and even little nibbles, as if he was trying to leave his mark on her, his name falling from her lips as she leaned against the bathroom mirror.

“Say my name again Darling.” Leon purred against her skin as he pulled her closer to his body, his lips trailing from her jawline then her cheek and lastly the corners of her lips. Y/n fingers where back in Leon’s blonde lock gently tugging roots between her fingers, no to hard but enough to let a groan like growl from Leon as he reconnected their lips in the heated and passionate kiss.

“You drive me crazy sweetheart.” Leon groaned against Y/n lips as he broke the kiss for air, both of them where breathing heavily and blushing. “I can tell.” Y/n said in a cheeky tone as she soft bumped her nose again his in a sweet gesture only to shiver softly as a sweet moan left her lips, Leon cold gloved hand had slipped into her sweatpants and was gently teasing her folds, making her mew soft as her eyes fluttered closed.

The cold leather was warming up against her skin as her slick coated his fingerless gloved hands, Y/n could see Leon’s eyes darken with desire as he felt how wet she was, knowing his precious mistress was wet for him.

Biting her lip Y/n moved ever so slightly on the bathroom counter, her legs lazily wrapping around Leon’s waist to give him a little more room in the already small bathroom, her arms where loosely wrapped around his neck and her head rested on his shoulder.

Soft moans and whines left her lips as she felt Leon’s fingers work her, gently teasing her clit in small circles, his middle finger and ring finger carefully teasing her entrance but not entering her just yet, Y/n let out a soft whine and bumped her forehead against his shoulder as a plea for him to touch her more, to which Leon just chuckled to himself softly.

“Just wanted to have your consent first, I know I should have asked before putting my hand in your pants, but I couldn’t help myself, I know I shouldn’t take without permission but-“ Leon was cut off by Y/n giggling softly and gently placing her index finger on his lips, her heart swelling in affection at his gesture.

“its ok you can touch me.” She says giving Leon her full permission, she saw Leon’s body relax as he let out a shaky breath as soon as she said it was okay to touch her. Soon Leon buried his face in her neck breathing in her scent as he peppered kisses all over her neck and collarbone, but as Y/n’s eyes fluttered closed at the soft sensation she felt his middle finger and ring finger slowly and carefully pressed inside causing a sweet mew to leave her lips.

Y/n bit her lip to muffle her moans, even though this was a private plane it would be embarrassing if she got caught by somebody especially the pilot, it would just make future trip even more awkward. “Feel good princess.” Leon asked as he used his free hand to rub circles on her thigh as if his fingers aren’t 2 knuckles deep inside her.

Y/n nodded her head as she bit her lip harder, she didn’t touch herself to not moan loudly if she tried to talk. But when Leon curled his fingers and find the spot that made her squeal ever so slightly and clamp her thighs shut around his waist, his eyes went wide in surprise before his smile turned into a smirk, knowing he had just found her sweet spot.

“Bingo.” He mostly mumbled to himself as he started to target that area, he could feel her silk wall start to clamp around his fingers, his leather gloves now completely covered in her slick, he knew she was close as her thighs began to tremble. Y/n had put her hand over her mouth not trusting herself to bite her bottom lip hard to muffle her moan but also not to bite hard enough that her lip will start bleeding.

Y/n watched him lick her slick off his fingers before she reached up and gently tugged him down, kissing him deeply and tangling her tongue with his, she could taste herself on his lips. As the pair kissed Y/n’s hand trailed down Leon’s bare chest and came down to his belt, but she stopped herself before she broke the kiss, she looked up at him through her lashes asking for his consent.

“fuck Leon.” Y/n moaned softly as she arched her back off the bathroom mirror. “come for me mistress.” Leon spoke softly as he gently bit her neck and that was enough, Y/n buried her face in Leon’s neck and bit down on his shoulder before she came undone at his touch, her body jolting with electricity as she rid out her orgasm.

Leon let out a strangled moan as he felt her teeth bit down on the soft skin of his neck, he tried so desperately not to come right then and there. “That’s my girl.” He said as he slowly he pulled his fingers out of her quivering folds and brought them up to his lips and licked them clean, his eyes not leaving hers.

He let out another shakey breath, but Y/n could see his eyes where darken with need and lust. Leon nodded giving her his permission, carefully Y/n unbuckled his belt and pulled it from his pants, once it was free she dropped it on the bathroom ground with a soft clatter, before she reached up and undid the front button and pulled down his zipper, her hand’s trembling ever so slightly.

“You’re trembling darling, are you nervous?” Leon asked Y/n as he took her slightly trembling hands in his. “A little.” Y/n admitted a small blush colouring her cheeks, Leon used his free hand to push his pants and briefs down to mid-thigh.

His cock sprang free from its confines of his brief’s and pants, it stood at attention and Y/n could see it twitching as it had a small bead of precum on his slit, he had a small patch of dark blonde hair but it was neatly trimmed. Slowly and carefully Y/n slipped off her sweatpants, leaving no barriers between them.

She felt Leon press himself against her both of their bodies trembling with need and desire for each other. Leon slowly grinded his hips causing a soft moan to leave Y/n’s lips. “I don’t have a condom with me.” Y/n said causing Leon to curse under his breath making her think he didn’t bring one either.

“Damit it, I didn’t one either.” Leon says as he pulled away slightly, he looked at her with a slightly disappointed and sad look, Y/n felt a little frustrated at herself, but she didn’t think she would be having a moment like this on a plane especially with her butler. “There is another way.” She says quietly as she bit her bottom lip it was risky, Leon looked at her a little wide-eyed knowing what she is hinting at.

“You sure sweetheart, you know the risk right.” He said a little cautious. “I take birth control daily, and I’ve been tested in the last couple weeks, I haven’t had sex since then and if your that worried you could just pull out, just please don’t get it in my hair.” Y/n pleading her case slightly, but she didn’t want Leon to feel pressured or obligated too.

Leon was quiet for a few moments before he nodded his head, seeming to have decided. “Okay we can try it your way, but you have to promise me if it gets to much you tell me okay.” Leon said and Y/n nodded her head with a small smile on her face, it made her heart flutter at how much he seemed to care about her pleasure and feelings.

“of course.” He reassured him as she felt him gently squeeze her hips, before he reached down and grabbed his cock and gently tapped it against her folds a few times, causing a soft whine to leave her lips, her back was pressed against the cold bathroom mirror, but that didn’t matter to her since her body was on fire from Leon’s touch.

“its okay.” Y/n whispered softly, and Leon nodded before slowly and carefully pushing inside her, stretching her and causing her nails to dig ever so slightly into his shoulders, causing him to groan softly. “Leon.” His name falls from her lips in a sweet moan, she almost forgot they where in a airplane bathroom, 5000 meters in the air, her back arched ever so slightly causing Leon to grab her arms and pin them against the mirror as he pressed his chest against hers.

So their was no space between them, his cock sliding between her folds with ease as he thrusted carefully but precisely as if he was trying to find her sweet spot again. “Fuck Y/n.” Leon groaned softly his voice was ragged as he was also holding his groans and grunts back, not wanting to be too loud either.

The bathroom counter was slightly rocking under the both of them, Y/n buried her face in Leon’s neck and her legs tightened around his waist as her walls where clenching around his cock with every thrust. Her moans where muffled but Leon chuckle finding it cute that she was trying to muffle her moans. Y/n squeezed her eyes shut as she could feel her body begin to tremble again, she was close, her nails dug into his back leaving angry red marks, but she knew Leon would be looking at them in the mirror later when they finally reached the log cabin.

“so good for me love, your taking me to well.” Leon praised her as he gently squeezed her wrists in an affection gesture, he was close as well, but he was going to make sure his mistress came before he did. “Leon I’m gonna come.” Y/n warned Leon her moans where getting more high and whiney, her walls where fluttering around his cock like crazy.

“it’s okay darling, come for me.” Leon said through gritted teeth as he speed up his thrusts, causing them to go deeper, feeling as if a knot in her stomach finally snapped, Y/n let out a soft cry of his name as she came around him, leaving her extra sensitive.

“God you look beautiful when you come princess.” Leon growled lowly before she felt him spill inside of her, a deep growl leaving his lips causing her to clench around him at the sound. After a couple of minutes later Leon slowly and carefully pulled out of her and watched his cum drip from her slick folds.

“Can you grab me some tissues, so I can clean myself up.” Y/n asked him as her legs felt like jelly and if she stood up she would instantly fall onto the ground. Leon nodded and grabbed her some tissues and clean her gently, then helped her get dressed back into her sweatpants.

“Thanks.” Y/n said softly as Leon got dressed, once he was dressed he picked her up and started heading back to their seats in the plane. When they got back to their seat’s Leon had settled her on his lap and even grabbed her kindle and a blanket for if she wanted to nap, Y/n smiled softly at him as she rested her head on his chest and tossed the blanket over the both of them, she felt exhausted and their was still a few hours left on their flight.

“get some sleep mistress I’ll wake you up when we are landing.” Leon assured her seeming to be back in butler mode she gave him a small nod and closed her eyes, she felt so lucky to have Leon by her side, she felt like the luckiest girl in the world….

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hiii, platonic jing yuan,dan heng and moze with a teen!reader who gets kidnapped by borisins during the wolf hunt quest?

Hunting the wolves. | Jing Yuan, Dan Heng, Moze x Teen!Reader

Hello Anon! Thank you for the interesting request, and I'm sorry it took so long! I hope you enjoy this!<33

Content: Kidnapping, threats of violence, platonic relationships, teen reader, blood, sfw

Reader has no set pronouns.

((Not proofread))

》JING YUAN

He should've known that you were going to run off on your own again, despite his order for you to stay put. It was just in your young nature to do so, the wild and free spirit in both you and Yanqing having always been a challenge to the older man. But when the boy came running into his office, loudly proclaiming that you had been snatched by the Borisins, he suddenly became aware of how dangerous that part of you was.

Quick to act, he immideatly deployed all possible troops to find you. He knew that the cruel wolf like creatures wouldn't hesitate to hurt or even kill you if you became useless to them. He could never forgive himself if you got hurt this way.

With that said, though, expect the lecture of a lifetime once he gets you back to safety. Whilst he understands that your kidnapping isn't entirely your fault, he was deeply worried about your well-being and wants you to understand that listening to him is for your own good.

(Also, Yanqing is definitely losing half of his allowance for letting you out of his sight...)

》MOZE

You had secretly trailed after Jiaoqiu and were captured with him when you failed to hide clumsily from the cruel wolves. To say that the man was unimpressed would've been an understatement. But Moze was meanwhile stressed beyond belief. He knew that you were just a kid who often didn't know any better. And yet, he wished you would have just listened to him for once as he told you to stay back.

He had a hard time keeping a professional front when he knew that you were possibly tortured and hurt in terrible ways. He was practically worried sick deep down and would work overtime just to track you two down. Moze couldn't rest until you were okay. Jiaoqiu was good at taking care of himself, but you... he didn't want to think of the possibilities.

Even if he never voices it out loud, he feels a lot lighter when you're safe with him again. He'd definitely pull your ear with an expressionless face, as he coldly tells you to never do that again. But you can tell he was just worried sick.

》DAN HENG

Was he surprised at the news of your kidnapping? No. Was he disappointed? Absolutely. Was he going to immideatly go and save you anyways, though? Ofcourse.

He knew something was up when you happily promised him to stay put at their hotel on the Xianzhou. His sharp mind didn't miss how fake your wide, "sincere" grin was in that moment. And yet, he let it slide without reprimanding you further, perhaps hoping you were actually listening for once... well... you were not. And it was up to him now to look for and save you. He was worried sick deep down, of course, but the disappointment overruled that for the time being.

Once he got you back to the Express in one piece, you'll be grounded indefinitely by him. And you'll also get a boring and long lecture regarding safety... again. He cares. He really does.

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babejinxy · 1 day ago

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In love with you - part 5

Pairing: Powder x fem!reader

Warnings: friends to lovers, SMUT, kissing, fluff

Synopsis: Powder had been your best friend for years, the two of you met when she was running from the cops when she and her brothers broke into and blew up an apartment in Piltover and you helped them escape. What you never imagined, is that the love of your life was always right there in front of you…

A/N: This is a fic about Powder from the alternate universe, it has nothing to do with Jinx.

🌟 English is not my first language, so I apologize if there are any mistakes.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

💙 @brocoliisscared @bbybubbles @cattjull

Powder switched from warm, soft kisses to biting and licking your neck. She swirled her tongue around your soft skin and then trapped it between her teeth, sucking on the skin and leaving a purplish red mark on your neck, kissing it softly afterwards. You sighed softly and brought your hands to the back of her neck, your fingers brushing the strands of her beautiful blue hair that were tied in her usual space buns hairstyle. You gently tugged at the loose strands of hair at the nape of her neck and she gasped into your warm, soft skin while still spreading kisses and light bites on it.

She went up to your lips and captured them again, kissing you intensely. The kiss became hotter and more desperate, heating things up even more between the two of you and you felt your panties get wet every time Powder ran her tongue over yours and pulled your lower lip between her teeth. You ran your hands down Powder's back and grabbed the hem of her vest and lifted it up a little, exposing more of her skin. Powder understood what you wanted and she left your lips only to lift her torso off of you and she pulled the vest up herself, taking it off and throwing it on the floor in the corner of the couch and then you saw her small breasts exposed to you since she was braless.

Powder looked at you and you both smiled and she took advantage and buried her face between your breasts still covered with the bra and kissed the skin that was exposed by the lace neckline. And you took both your hands, one on each of her small breasts and squeezed them gently, making her shiver and bite the skin of your right breast a little hard and you gasped. "Sorry, love", she said kissing where there was now the mark of her teeth on your sensitive skin. Powder spread kisses and nibbles all over the exposed skin of your breasts and went up to your neck and then to your jaw, to your chin and finally reached your lips, which quickly captured hers. This time Powder wasn't so sweet, she kissed you with a little more hunger and intensity, exploring every corner of your mouth with her tongue and rolling it around yours, nibbling on your lips and pulling your lower lip between her teeth.

You were both panting against each other's lips, Powder squeezed your right breast a little harder through the fabric of your bra and you released her lips moaning softly. She crashed her lips against yours again, she couldn't hold back, she had wanted this for so long that now that she could finally kiss you it was like she couldn't stop. But there were many other things that Powder had always dreamed of doing with you... She slipped her index finger under the clasp of your bra - which opened in the front - and pressed her finger upwards, opening the button that held your delicate and sensual bra together. she released your lips only to look at your breasts and delicately slid the bra strap down your arms, leaving your breasts exposed to her.

“You are so beautiful, I can’t believe I’m living this moment with you,” she said softly as she placed her hands on each of your boobs and massaged them delicately, making your skin shiver and your nipples harden. You closed your eyes and enjoyed the good feeling of having Powder caressing your breasts, she alternated between subtle touches and slightly stronger squeezes that made you gasp and moan softly. You moaned a little louder when you felt her tongue licking your right breast, she swirled her tongue around your nipple and sucked it with her mouth and did this several times while she was still massaging and feeling your left breast with her hand. She moved to your other breast, teasing your nipple with her tongue, alternating between soft and sometimes slightly stronger kisses, bites and sucks while you pulled the strands of her blue hair loose on the nape of her neck and moaned softly.

Powder released your nipple and a string of saliva connected her mouth to your reddened and goosebumped nipple. She traced a path of kisses from the top of your breast until she reached your mouth which she took in hers with desire, deepening a wet and intense kiss. Powder released the weight of her body on yours and her breasts pressed against yours and you moaned into each other's mouths. You spread your legs and Powder snuggled between them, your skirt had ridden up and if she wasn't wearing pants she would have been able to feel your heat and your wetness wetting your panties. You brought your hands to her ass and squeezed a little, making her sigh and release your lips.

“Baby, are you sure you want this?” she said, her lips brushing against yours, her voice huskier than usual, making your skin crawl and hitting all the right spots on you, making you melt like butter. “I mean, there’s no going back after that,” she continued. You wrapped your arms around her neck, “I don’t want to go back, I just want to move forward from this moment on,” you replied. She smiled and gave you a quick peck on the lips, “Are you ready for this? I just don’t want you to think we have to do this right now,” Powder wanted you to be sure of your own consent, she didn’t want you to feel pressured into anything, or for you to think she was taking advantage of you in any way, since everyone tonight was out to get you. “Yes, I'm sure Pow Pow, I want this and you?”, once again the blue-haired girl smiled a wide smile, “I'm sure I want you and do this with you since I started to understand what these things mean”, she rested her forehead on yours and you both smiled and laughed a little before Powder sealed her lips on yours again.

She released your lips and a string of saliva connected your lips together. Powder kissed your chin and jaw, then your neck where she sucked on your warm, soft skin and made a red mark that would soon turn purple and engraved on your skin like her signature. Then she moved her wet kisses down to your collarbone, the tops of your breasts, the skin between your breasts and followed a path all the way down your belly to the waistband of your skirt. You were breathing heavily and a little nervous, but it wasn't nervousness from insecurity, but rather from the anxiety of finally getting what you always wanted - but had forgotten about for a while, until this perfect moment.

Powder pulled your skirt down and you lifted your body a little so she could take off your skirt leaving you only in your delicate white lace panties and she bit her lower lip when she saw the wet stain of your arousal. You blushed at this, normally - with someone else - you wouldn't be this anxious or embarrassed, but with Powder it was different, with her it was like you were having your first time and God, how you wished it really was your first time, she was the one who should have taken your virtue. But at least this was your first time with someone you truly loved and it would certainly be different, just as it would be for her too. To her, you weren't just a pretty girl with a magazine face and a hot body that everyone wanted to enjoy. You were her best friend, the most important person to her, the person she loved beyond your pretty looks, you were her love, her dream... And to you, she wasn't just another person you were clinging to in order to turn her into the right person, she was the right person. This moment couldn't be anything less than perfect.

Powder kicked her boots off her feet and got up from the couch and began to unbutton her belt and the button on her pants, pulling them down, leaving her in just her panties. You got on your knees on the couch and put your hands on her waist and she lowered her head to reach your lips and kissed you with her tongue, dominating the kiss once again. She put her right hand on the back of your neck and lightly pulled your hair back, making your head go back, while she placed her left hand on the side of your neck and slid it to your left breast, squeezing it. Her touches on you were not rough, much less hurt you, but they were firm and made you moan between the kiss.

You moved your hands down to the waistband of her panties, intending to take it off, but Powder put her hands on yours and guided them back to her waist. Then she moved her hands down to your hips and squeezed them, making you gasp into her mouth. She played with the waistband of your panties and pulled it down, sliding them down your legs. You released her lips and lay back on the couch, lifting your legs a little so she could take your panties off for good. “Your panties are ruined love,” she mocked throwing it on the floor. “Oh shut up,” you laughed a little. Powder laughed too and looked at your wet, bare pussy and that made her soak her own panties even more. Having you like this was something she always wanted, but she never thought she could have you like this in reality. She settled you on the couch and climbed on top of you again, face to face with you and caressed your cheek with her thumb, while intertwining her left hand with your left hand that was on the pillow next to your head.

“You’re so pretty…” she whispered as she brushed her lips against the skin of your face and lips. “…pretty…pretty…pretty”, she said between kisses and bites that went from your jaw to your neck. Powder lowered her lips to the skin between your breasts and made a path – torturously slow – from your belly to your pelvis with her tongue leaving a trail of saliva marking the path. You were shivering and your pussy clenched around nothing, aching for attention. Your breasts rose and fell along with your accelerated breathing. Powder opened your legs and placed her head between them, you lifted your left leg onto the back of the couch while resting the other on her shoulder, staying wide open for her to enjoy your pussy as she wanted.

The blue-haired girl parted your folds with her middle and index fingers and massaged your pussy, collecting your moisture and wetting her fingers with it. “Oh God, I can’t believe I’m doing this,” she whispered, saying it mostly to herself and biting her lower lip. Your hips rose involuntarily at her touch on your slippery pussy and she held your hips back on the couch. “Pow… pl..”, you didn’t need to ask, or even finish what you were going to say because when you realized, her tongue was already licking your pussy from bottom to top, teasing your hole and swirling her tongue on your sensitive and deliciously swollen bud.

You grabbed her hair, messing up her hairstyle a little when her tongue started to abuse your clit too much, licking and swirling her tongue around it frantically before sucking it between her lips and torturing it again without mercy. You moaned softly, trying not to be too loud, and bit your lower lip hard to control yourself. Low purrs slipped from Powder's throat every now and then, you were delicious and tasted good, eating you was what she had been craving for years.

Powder slid two fingers easily into your hole and you moaned loudly, your eyes rolling back in your head. She began moving her fingers inside you at a slow pace and she moaned into your pussy at the warm, sticky feeling of your pussy around her fingers. Powder added a third finger and sped up the pace of going in and out of your hole, curling her fingers and hitting that spongy spot inside you directly while still devouring your clit like a hungry girl. You lifted your head and looked down, pressing your lips together to keep from moaning too much. You hit your head back on the pillow and brought your hand up to cover your mouth. “Don’t do this,” Powder asked softly in her huskiest voice, she lifted her hand - the one on your thigh - only to pull your hand away from your mouth, “I want all of you baby, I’ve waited so long, please let me hear you, give me all of you tonight.” As she said that, she went back to devouring your clit while still pumping her fingers inside you.

You did as she asked and let your moans come out, getting louder and louder every time she curved her fingers and hit the right spot inside you. Powder slowed down her fingers a little and fucked you deeply with her curved fingers poking your sweet spot without stopping, making you moan loudly, “oh my god Powder… oh my…”. She released your clit and climbed up to you, lying on her side next to you and kissing you lustfully and speeding up the back and forth of her fingers in your pussy again.

Your leg that was on top of the back of the couch started to tingle and you slid it back down onto the seat, but kept it spread so Powder could continue to finger fuck you. Powder released your lips and watched the expressions on your face as she had three fingers buried inside your pussy fucking you and she bit her lower lip as she looked at you. Beautiful! You were simply perfect with your fucked out face and tearful moans. It was like a work of art to her, her eyes ran from your face, to your breasts shaking from her fast fingers inside you, to your pussy taking her fingers so well.

You wrapped an arm around her neck and your eyes met, making you smile softly at each other and she kissed your lips. You stopped the kiss to moan when she poked your sweet spot again and she took the opportunity to leave light bites and kisses on the skin of your neck. The wet sounds that came from your pussy from her fingers going in and out of your hole, your moans in her ear and the sounds of her lips leaving open-mouthed kisses on your neck were driving you both crazy and it was like a dirty and pleasurable melody at the same time.

Powder went down on you again and resumed licking and sucking your sweet sensitive bud while curling her fingers to hit your spongy and delicious spot again. “Oh Pow Pow,” you moaned her nickname and rolled your eyes back in your head. She curled her fingers inside you fucking you deep and poking your right spot repeatedly making you moan uncontrollably, you felt a knot in your stomach and your legs began to tremble and you closed them around Pow Pow’s head.

Powder spread your legs and held your thigh firmly, but made sure not to use too much force so as not to hurt you, she would hate to make you feel any kind of pain. “Babe I’m gonna…”, you tried to warn her, but were cut off by your own moan as she hit your spongy spot again. “I know baby… you’re crushing my fingers and fuck it feels good… I’ve imagined this moment so many times before”, she said, sucking on your clit and pressing her hand on your belly, which made your body writhe with the extra pleasure.

The blue-haired girl began to finger fuck you slower and deeper, poking your sweet spot once… twice… three… four times… until you couldn't hold back any longer and came hard on her fingers, moaning her name. Powder pulled her fingers out of your pussy and licked all your cream that was dripping from your hole. She moaned as she tasted your sweet taste, just like she always wanted. Powder was so ecstatic drinking all your juices that were running out of you that she noticed you were squirming and whimpering from the overstimulation a few seconds later. “Sorry baby,” she whispered, wiping your juices from her chin with the palm of her hand.

Powder climbed on top of you again and you finally closed your numb legs around her hips. Powder had her hands on the arm of the couch, one on each side of your head, framing you there. You contorted your lips trying to hold back a laugh - due to the intense orgasm - but that feeling was stronger than you and then you started to have a fit of laughter and couldn't stop laughing. "Oh my god", you said in between the laughs, making Powder laugh along with you. "I can't feel my legs Pow", you said still laughing out loud, your laughter mixing with hers.

“Baby, if you don’t stop laughing, I won’t be able to either,” she said, giving you a quick kiss on the cheek and neck. “Kay… I’m sorry,” you said, calming down and coming back to your senses, feeling your leg again too. “You don’t have to apologize, that was amazing… you were so good to me,” she planted a tender kiss on your forehead. You wrapped your arms around her neck and you pressed your foreheads together. Your breath mingling with hers. “And you were… wow! I didn’t know you had it in you,” you said biting your bottom lip.

She frowned, “What? Do you think I don’t know how to make a woman cum?”, she said pretending to be offended. You smiled and rolled your eyes, “Oh nooo… that’s not it… I just didn’t imagine you could be soo…”, you bit your lower lip again before finishing what you were going to say. “So?…”, she asked already knowing the answer, but wanted to hear you say it, but before you could, it was her turn to bite and pull your lower lip between her teeth. “You know… dominant.” Powder smirked, “and I know you like being dominated, because you’ve told me about it,” she winked at you before burying her head in the crook of your neck to gently kiss your warm, soft skin.

At that moment something clicked inside you. Powder was your best friend and you told her anything and everything, even about your sexual experiences. She knew what you liked, how you liked to be touched… she knew you without ever having touched you - until that moment - she knew everything. And then you felt your body boil inside, a fire rising inside you. You felt your entire body shiver, not only because of the fact that Powder was currently kissing and sucking on your neck, but also because you had just realized that you were at her mercy and she would know exactly what to do with you and you were eager for it…

So part 6? 🔥

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