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javiscigarette · 2 years ago

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Old Dog, New Tricks

Sub!Joel Miller x f!Reader (no outbreak)

Request:

i have a little idea for story what if their role is reversed? I mean in all your story Joel is always dom, sooo maybe can you make reader dom and sub Joel?

Word Count: 7.0k omfgg

Warnings: Smut! NSFW 18+ no use of Y/N, this is 100% filth. no plot to be found. established relationship, sub!Joel (!!!) but still dom!Joel, subspace (reader not Joel lol), masturbation, making him beg for it, etc, etc. Look guys it's PWP idk what you want me to say

A/N: I started this fully intending for it to be a like less than 1k words and this is how it ended. There's not even a plot I have no idea what happened.

Joel doesn’t greet you when you enter the house. You call out his name, but there’s no response.

While you set your stuff down on the kitchen table, you hear the sound of the shower running upstairs in your shared bathroom. Fully intending just to let him know you’re home early from work, you head up the stairs.

You stroll down the hall just wondering what you’re gonna have for dinner tonight. You turn the corner and walk into the bedroom and you stop dead in your tracks.

Joel had left the door cracked and the faint sound of muffled moans floated through the open door. Your heart immediately starts hammering in your chest, your core automatically tingling with excitement.

You listen carefully to his soft moans and the groans and occasionally hear the slick sound of his hand pumping himself. The sounds send small jolts of electricity down your spine before turning into tingling heat in your lower abdomen.

You debate whether or not to go in for a few moments but your feet carry you inside regardless once you hear the sound of his particularly loud choked out moan. Moving quietly, you slowly push the bathroom door open just enough to slip through. The room is steamy from the hot water, the smell of his body wash heavy in the air.

He can’t see you through the shower curtain and of course he didn’t hear you come in, that man is as deaf as doornail. So you take a few seconds, a smirk slowly spreading across your face as you listen to the lewd sounds of his hand moving up and down his length as he tries to swallow his moans. You let him have his fun for just a few more seconds before you interrupt.

“Joel?” you call out innocently.

“Shit” Joel shouts. There’s the sound of a bottle falling with a thump against the tub and you have to suppress a giggle as you imagine what’s happening on the other side of the curtain.

“Baby! You’re home early! I’ll be out in just a few minutes” Joel calls out much louder than necessary and you can hear the strain in his voice.

You don’t say anything as you cross the room to the shower and pull back the curtain halfway. Joel jumps in surprise and quickly moves the hand he had wrapped around his cock and hides it behind his back like he just got caught stealing from the cookie jar.

“Well don’t stop on my account” you taunt.

Joel blinks at you, his big brown eyes working in tandem with his raised eyebrows to give you the sweetest puppy dog eyes. And you almost fall for it. How could you not with his body on full display for you like this? With his hair slicked back from the water, his chest flushed with red from the warm water and the orgasm he probably was less than a minute away from before you stopped him. He didn’t bother to even try to conceal himself, his thick cock, wet and shiny from the water bobbing in the air, his tip angry red. Your mouth is watering at the sight and you’re just barely strong enough to stop yourself from climbing in the tub and immediately take him in your mouth.

“I didn’t know you’d be home early, sweetheart,” Joel says a bit breathless, his chest still heaving up and down with each deep breath.

“I tried calling you” you reply plainly. “Now I see what you were so busy with”

Joel laughs breathlessly as he still tries to process what’s going on.

“Were you feeling needy, baby?” you ask him, tilting your head to the side. “Couldn’t wait for me to get home?”

“I’ve been thinkin’ about you all day” Joel says quietly. It’s true, he had today off but you still had to go in and he just spent the whole day waiting for you to come back.

“Get in here, angel. Lemme show you how much I missed you.”

You hum, unsatisfied with the proposition. And there must be something in the air or the stars just aligned perfectly or something that explains the flip that just switched inside of you. You just know that finding him like this, catching him red handed gave you the chance to take the upperhand.

And you fucking run with it.

“I don’t think so, baby” you say calmly. “I think I’d rather watch you touch yourself. Want to see you make yourself cum.”

The smug look on Joel’s face is instantly replaced with his jaw dropping in shock. He laughs out loud at the ridiculous idea but it dies in his throat when you just stare back at him, dead serious.

“C’mon now,” Joel starts trying to bargain. “I’ll give it to you good, baby. Slow and deep, just how you like it.”

Your cunt clenches pathetically around nothing and you can feel your slick starting to leak out onto the cotton of your underwear. But you don’t back down, not with this rare chance to reverse the roles right now.

“Do it, Joel. Or I won’t let you touch me for at least the next 24 hours”

Joel groans at that, an image from a couple weeks ago flashing in his head.You were sick of reminding him to pick his laundry up from the bathroom floor so you didn’t let him touch you at all until he had finished washing and folding all of his laundry. Joel respects your boundaries to the end and if you tell him not to touch you, he won’t. Even when he knows you’re doing it just to torture him. And you don’t make it any easier, walking around the house in his oversized t-shirts with no underwear or sprawling out in the middle of the bed and lazily touching yourself while all he can do is just gawk at you.

He now stares at you dumbfounded while he decides what to do. He could probably climb out of the shower and wrap this hand around your throat instead, knowing you’d easily melt under his touch and forget about everything you said. But there’s no fun in that.

“Okay, okay” Joel sighs.

You stand there motionless and watch as he brings his hand up and wraps his fingers around his still fully hard cock. He twitches in his hand and inhales sharply at the sensation.

A hot wave of arousal washes over you from the top of your scalp and trickling down to your toes.

He starts to slowly work his hand up and down his length, his eyes never leaving yours. You try to stare right back and not at the rivulets of water running down his golden, freckled skin, skating down the outlines of the muscles in his arms and his shoulders.

It would be no surprise if you looked down to find yourself soaking through your shorts.

“D-does that feel good, baby?” you ask, a tremble breaking through at the beginning but you quickly recover. His mouth hangs open slightly and the corner of his mouth lifts up into a lopsided smirk. He definitely heard the tremble.

“Would feel better if it was you” Joel pants, a poorly disguised attempt to get you to come join him.

But you’re not the one on the edge of release. You can play with him a bit.

“I bet it would. Now go faster, I don’t have all day” you say nonchalantly.

Joel sees the mischievous glint in your eye as soon as the idea pops into your head. He watches you with a bated breath, the nerves under his skin tingling with excitement.

With your eyes glued to his, you reach for the hen of your tank top and slowly pull it up. Joel sighs heavily at the sight of the smooth skin of your stomach. It’s just the bare skin of your stomach and yet his tip pulses out a few beads of precum.

You observe every minute movement that comes from him, your core throbbing when he bucks his hips forward into his fist and bites back a moan. He was already close when you interrupted and here’s nearly there now that you’re standing in front of him.

“Angel,” Joel pants, looking over at you with pleading eyes letting you know he’s close.

“Stop.”

Joel inhales through his clenched teeth and for a second you can’t tell if he’s going to listen to you or not, but he eventually takes his hand off his cock, hissing quietly at the cool air biting at his skin.

“Get out and dry off. I’ll be waiting on the bed”

——

As soon as you step out of the bathroom, you slip out of the tank top you’re wearing and pull off your shorts and underwear off your legs. You practically run to the bed, hopping on the mattress and sprawling out in the middle of the bed.

Joel walks out of the bathroom no more than 3 minutes later to find you naked, sprawled out in the middle of your shared bed with two fingers buried in cunt.

“S’only fair” you giggle between soft moans when he appears in the doorway of the bedroom.

He doesn’t say anything as he crosses the room until he’s standing at the side of the bed. You stare at each other, both of your hearts racing in anticipation about the other’s next move.

“You can look, but no touching.”

Joel closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, the tendons in his neck visibly flexing underneath his skin. You’re still expecting him to stop all of this and put you in your place. But he doesn’t. He tries to keep it cool on the outside. It’s very rare that you’re in control - you both love when Joel bosses you around and fucks you so hard until you can barely breathe. but seeing you like this, trying to control the situation is incredibly sexy and his cock already painfully hard.

“Okay, baby” Joel sighs before moving to slip into the bed. You pause your movements and lean forward allowing him to slip in behind you until he’s sandwiched between the headboard and your back. He stretches his legs on the outside of yours, his strong thighs encasing yours. Keeping his touch innocent, he wraps his arms around your waist and holds you tight while still giving you enough room to keep going.

He scatters gentle kisses on your shoulder blade and the back of your neck, smiling against you when goosebumps prick up on your skin.You automatically lean back against him, enjoying the feeling of his big, heavy arms holding while he trails soft kisses all over your exposed skin. You can feel the heat radiating off of him too, his skin still warm from his shower. You feel his cock too, hard, heavy, and hot, pressing against your lower back.

All the other times that he’s been in this position with you it’s been his fingers knuckle deep inside of you while you squirm in his lap. And normally he’d be whispering filthy words in your ear that push you closer and closer to release.

But he wants to let you have this, he rarely sees you this assertive in the bedroom and he can’t deny that it’s turning him the fuck on right now. Refraining from using any direct instructions, Joel hooks his chin over your shoulder so he can get a good look and innocently asks “Are you gonna keep going?”

“Don’t rush me” you huff at his words, suddenly remembering your hand between your legs. “I’m the one in charge.” You try to sound calm and collected, but the desperation still clings to your every syllable.

“I know, angel. I just wanna see you take the lead and boss me around like a good girl” Joel whispers against your neck. You swallow a small whine at his words that serve as a subtle reminder that he always has the upperhand, even when he lets you call the shots.

Unable to wait any longer, you slowly start rubbing your swollen clit with the pads of two fingers. Joel hums in delight. With his face so close to yours, he can clearly hear all your little noises clear as day, the sweet sound of your quiet moans floating in his ear and traveling like a lit fuse down his spine.

You gradually build up speed, the tight circles over your throbbing clit getting faster and faster. The sensation causes you to involuntarily roll your hips. Joel hisses quietly when you move and his cock twitches against your lower back at the slight friction,precum leaking from his tip and smearing against your soft skin.

He watches you carefully as you slide your fingers down from your clit to your leaking hole. You gather your slick on your middle and forefinger before slowly pushing your fingers into your pulsing, wet heat. A raspy moan bubbles up from his chest while your head falls backwards to rest on his shoulder while you slowly finger yourself.

He nudges his nose against your neck and hums as he lightly nips and sucks at the sensitive skin. A shiver courses down his spine and fog rolls over his head as he inhales the scent of your perfume, the one he picked out for you, and tastes your skin under his tongue.

“Can hear it” Joel mumbles, his beard scratching lightly against your cheek as he talks. “Can hear how wet you are, angel.”

He’s not exaggerating. The slick sounds of you pumping your fingers in and out of your dripping hole are easy to hear in the otherwise quiet room.

Quickly growing impatient, you push your fingers as far as they’ll go and curl them upwards. You let out a loud moan as your fingers press into your g-spot. Joel makes a nearly identical sound when you reflexively roll your hips again, trying to deepen the sensation.

It feels good, good enough to pull a continuous string of quiet and desperate mewls out of you, but it’s not enough. You can’t touch yourself the way Joel touches you, can’t reach all the right places that he can, can’t make yourself shake like he can. There’s denying that. And Joel knows it too.

“S’not enough is it, angel?” Joel whispers, suppressing another moan in his throat when you rock your hips again. “You want me to fill you up, don’t you? Stuff you full of my cock, huh?”

You groan in frustration and Joel is lucky that you can’t see the smirk that creeps up on his face. You’re determined to stay strong and in control. Joel is right though. Your whole body is burning with the need to be touched properly, to be full to the brim with his thick cock.

“Just give it up, baby. I’ll make you feel so good, you know I will” Joel murmurs into your neck as he tightens his arms around your waist even more. He doesn’t even want you to give up, but he knows his taunting will spur you on.

Just as he expected, his suggestion ignites a fire in you, a fire reminding you that you’re supposed to be in control right now, not him.

You reluctantly stop your fingers and pull your hand away before moving to sit up. Joel easily lets you out of his grip, his arms falling heavily to his sides. He watches you as you sit up on your knees and turn around to face him. You place one knee on either side of his hips effectively straddling him with your bare cunt inches away from his crotch.

He’s quick to notice how you’re holding your hand up off to your side, your fingers wet and shiny with your arousal. His mouth waters at the sight of your wet fingers, his entire body burning with desire to taste you and touch you and make you cum.

And He’s not shy about it, not at all. You smirk as you look at him staring at your fingers, his jaw slack and his eyes dark and wide. The ball is back in your court.

“You wanna taste, baby?” you taunt while bringing your hand closer to his face stopping when your fingers are inches from his lips.

His eyes flit between yours and your fingers, your scent filling his head with fuzz. Without answering, he leans forward in an attempt to take your fingers in his mouth. But you fully anticipated him trying to do that and you're faster to move your hand out of reach.

“Nuh-uh, baby. Use your words. Tell me what you want” you tease, using his own words, the exact phrases that he loves to tease you with, against him.

He sits back and looks up at you through his eyelashes with his big doe eyes and for the first time tonight you can see his resolve starting to crumble.

“Let me taste you, angel.” Joel tries. He starts to move his hand to your thigh but the glare you give him stops him in his tracks.

“Stop telling me what to do” you say. Your own confidence sends a rush down your spine. In any other situation, you know he’d flip you over and spank you until your ass is bright red for talking to him like that. Joel huffs and his jaw clicks faintly as he grinds his teeth together. You can see him internally debating his next move, the power struggle clear in his eyes.

Unbearably turned on right now and with nothing to lose, he gives in.

“Please let me taste you, baby. I’ve been thinking about it all fuckin’ day, need to taste how needy your little pussy is for me” Joel begs with a hint of a whine. He bats his eyelashes at you for comedic effect as if to say I’m only doing this for you.

You roll your eyes, but you can’t stop the grin that tugs on the corners of your mouth.

Either way, it’s enough for you so you bring your fingers back to his lips. Too impatient to wait any longer, he leans forward to meet your hand in the middle, his lips wrapping tightly around his two fingers while his hand comes up to hold your wrist in place.

Your core throbs when his eyes flutter shut and drops his head back against the head. He has a death grip on your wrist and his tongue is warm and wet as he eagerly licks your fingers clean.

To say Joel loves the way you taste would be a severe understatement. He craves it. He’ll spend hours between your legs, drunk on your taste as he lazily licks and slurps you down, giving your orgasm after orgasm until you’re begging for him to stop. And even at that point, he still manages to pull one or two more out of you whispering “just one more, cum on my tongue just one more time for me, angel.”

Joel opens his eyes when he suddenly feels a drop of warm liquid on the underside of his cock. He pulls your fingers out of his mouth with a soft pop and lets go of your wrist. He looks down to where you’re hovering over him and his self-control flies right out the window.

“Oh fuck, angel” Joel moans, looking down at where you’re hovering inches above him. You’re so turned on right now that you’re dripping onto him, a thin stand of clear fluid connecting your weeping cunt to his aching cock. Joel has never needed anything more than to bury himself deep inside of you right fucking now.

You look down too and hot liquid pools in your tummy. From day one, Joel has made your body do all sorts of new things you never knew you could do since you’ve known him. In fact, the first time you slept with him, he had you squirting, for the first time in your life, all over his fingers and his t-shirt that he hadn’t even had the chance to take off yet in less than 5 minutes.

But this has never happened and Joel is ecstatic.

He looks back at you then quickly grabs your hips and tries to bring you down into his lap, but you’re quick to tense your muscles and resist his pull. And Joel, so turned on right now and needy for you, doesn’t even bother suppressing his deep, throaty whine, the sound going straight to your core.

At this point, you need him so badly that you’re nearly dizzy with it. You’re not sure how either of you have held out for so long and you’re determined to see how long it lasts.

With a devilish glint in your eye, you look back at him and give him a wicked smirk.

“Beg for it.”

And he does because at the end of the day, he’s going to give you anything you want. Absolutely anything.

“Baby, please let me fill up that sweet cunt, I’ll be good just– please give it to me, I need it so bad, angel” Joel groans, not caring one bit about how needy he sounds.

It makes you whimper, the sound of his begging, his voice whiny and strained as he pleads for your pussy. With no delay, you reach down and behind you. Joel grunts loudly at the feeling of your soft hand, fingers wet with his spit, wrapping around the base of his cock and holding him in place. It’s the first real touch you’ve given him all day.

You lower yourself slowly, the two of you moaning in unison when his tip catches on the rim of your leaking hole.

“Stay still for me” you command, already sounding out of breath.

A strained sound comes from Joel as he watches you start to slowly sink down, the thick of his head pushing into your burning hot, dripping wet heat. Joel is a hot mess underneath you. His chest is burning red, the color rising up to his neck and face as he holds his breath. You can feel fingertips digging into the skin of your hips, his grip so tight that you can see the veins in his neck and arms start to bulge out against his skin. His eyes are screwed shut and his jaw is clenched, a visible display of the amount of self-restraint it’s taking him to not rock his hips up and slam his cock the rest of the inside of you. But you take your time, relishing in the feeling of his thick cock sliding deeper and deeper, pulsing and twitching against your walls as he makes room for himself inside of you.

“Good boy” you praise with a breathless whisper. You immediately feel his fingers dig even further into your hips as he lurches inside of you, your praise going straight to his cock.

You keep his reaction tucked away to use again later.

You sink down some more and get just a little over halfway before you have to take a break. You feel impossibly full, his cock already so deep inside you that you can feel him in your stomach and your walls tingling as they stretch to accommodate him. It doesn't necessarily hurt and you’re much wetter than necessary, but you didn’t properly prepare yourself and the feeling of being so full already is overwhelming nonetheless.

Joel sees you wince slightly and immediately asks “You okay, baby?” with his eyebrows drawn together in concern. You nod vigorously and take a deep breath before you start to move again, your walls fluttering around him as you take the rest of him. The sound of your combined low moans fill the otherwise quiet room when you finally sink down the rest of the way, seated on his hips with his cock fully sheathed inside of you.

He’s so deep inside you, that you can barely breathe. Still, you give an experimental rock, gasping when you move forwards, his tip kissing your cervix and moaning when you push your hips backward, feeling him curve perfectly against your g-spot.

“Jesus fuckin’ christ” Joel groans, his face twisted like he’s in physical pain.

You whine in response, a needy “Joel” tumbling past your lips when he shifts slightly, sliding his cock just a centimeter further inside of you, getting so deep that can almost feel him in your throat.

“M’right here, angel” Joel whispers as he starts smoothing his palms over your hips and thighs. “It’s a lot, isn’t it? Didn’t let me stretch you out properly on my fingers first, did you?”

You drop your gaze to the bed with a whine and shake your head. Joel sees you starting to lean into submission. You both knew that you’d give in as soon as he was inside you, but he’s not done yet.

“Do you want to stop?” Joel asks, fully prepared to stop and take care of you if you said yes. But he knows you won’t. He smirks when you whip your head back up and look at him with wide eyes, panic evident on your face.

“N-no” you whine. You start to rock your hips faster, proving to him that you can handle it.

Joel groans when you start moving on top of him. His head falls backwards against the headboard, exposing his throat, the delicate skin damp with sweat.

“Atta girl” Joel sighs, his hands rounding your hips and reaching behind you to palm at your ass. “You love it when I fill up and stretch your little pussy like this, don’t you, baby? Like feelin’ how big I am inside you?”

Your eyes roll into the back of your head as you moan at his words.

“Yes, sir. You’re so fucking big” you whine and Joel grins at how you automatically slip in the honorific.

“Yeah, I know you do,” Joel says as he swats lightly at your ass. He doesn’t move otherwise, just sits there and lets you try to finish what you started. “Take what you need, babygirl. Get yourself off with my cock.”

“My cock” you huff as you slowly press into your knees and lift your hips up about halfway up his length before slowly sliding back down, sighing when he’s fully inside again. Joel tosses his head back against the headboard again, fully believing that you’re actively trying to torture him.

“S’right, angel. It’s all yours” Joel confirms with a strained grunt. All of me. All for you”

His words make you whimper again, high-pitched and needy. Your brain feels like it’s melting as you try to process this dynamic right now, how Joel is letting you do this and playing along and but still lacing his words and actions with his dominance.

He watches you carefully, reading your facial expressions as you drag your hips up halfway again. This time though, you let yourself drop back down. You let out a garbled sound, something between a gasp and moan when Joel’s tip slams back deep inside of you, bolts of electricity radiating out from your core to every square inch of your body. Joel hisses a “shit” at the sudden pressure followed by the feeling of your walls squeezing him tight. When you recover, you start to gradually build your pace until you’re bouncing steadily on his cock.

“That’s my good girl” Joel praises, his eyes glued to your breast bouncing inches in front of his face.

He can’t help but lean forward and wrap his arms around your middle. He starts placing hot, wet kisses to the tops of your breasts, his warm breath fans over your sensitive skin as he groans quietly between each sloppy kiss. He stops occasionally to suck or nibble and scatters little red marks on your skin, claiming you as his and his only.

Your hands fly up to his head when he wraps his lips around your nipple and rolls his tongue languidly around the hardened nub. Your fingers immediately tangle in the curls at the nape of his neck, tugging at the soft, fluffy lock. Joel growls against you as the sensation runs from his scalp down his spine and all the way down to his toes.

He tightens his hold on you and pulls you even closer, nearly suffocating himself with his face smushed against your chest as he messily bites and sucks and licks all over.

You try to hold out for longer, you really do. But your moan takes the shape of his name again when he rolls his hips up as you drop yours down, punching his tip right into your g-spot.

Joel barely takes his mouth before he starts talking

“Just tell me what to do, angel. Let me be good for you” he says, his voice low and gritty before sucking your nipple back into his mouth.

“Be a good boy and pound me into this fucking mattress” you moan, placing the last shred of control you had back into his hands.

Joel growls as he immediately flips the two of you over so that he’s leaning over you, his forearms on either side of your head. He looks at you and gives you a warm smile so big it crinkles the corners of his eyes.

“You’re so pretty, angel.” Joel says softly, the hunger and arousal in his voice replaced with sweet tenderness. Your whole body flushes at the simple compliment, heat rising from your chest and creeping up your neck then settling on the apples of your cheeks.

He ducks his head down to kiss you, gently molding his lips to yours as if he wasn’t inside of you five seconds ago.

There’s the quick realization that you haven’t properly kissed him yet and suddenly the need to lick into his mouth and taste him settles heavy in your bones. Trying to deepen the kiss, you lift your head up and run your tongue over his lower lip but that’s all he lets you do before he pulls back. You whimper in frustration, your head dropping back onto the pillows.

Joel whispers a sweet “I love you” before placing a gentle kiss on your forehead. His words melt your heart in your chest until it’s just a puddle of burning in your chest.

“I love you too, Joel” you whisper back, your voice cracking over the lump of emotions stuck in your throat. You just melt when he slows down for a minute and pushes his own needs and desires away, using any opportunity to just remind you of how much you mean to him. His affection always makes you feel warm and floaty and safe.

And he can’t stop himself from doing it. He’s so completely enamored with you, his sweet sweet girl that he just has to stop and appreciate you, especially when you’re about to let him fuck you stupid.

“Roll over baby, put your cute little ass up in the air for me” Joel demands calmly, sitting back on his knees to give you enough room to move.

Your thoughts are already slowing down like honey swirling around in your head so it takes a few extra seconds for you to process what he says.

“You already feelin’ floaty, baby?” Joel asks with a slight laugh, watching you roll over at a leisurely pace with a lopsided grin on your face. “Thought you were the one in control.”

“Still am,” you mumble unconvincingly as you press your cheek into the pillow and bend your knees underneath you until your ass is in the air on full display for him. Joel just chuckles quietly and stands on his knees between your legs.

“Whatever you say, babydoll.”

He grips your cheeks and spreads you open, groaning deep from his chest at the sight of your swollen pussy visibly clenching around nothing, your lips and the insides of your thighs shiny and wet. You whine at the cool air nipping at your burning heat, the sound morphing into a loud moan when he leans over and spits on your throbbing core. He watches intently as the warm liquid slides down your slit and mixes with the slick that’s already leaking out of you. He keeps one hand on you but wraps his other around himself and lines up with your hole.

“M’gonna ruin this this little cunt, baby” is all the warning you get before he’s plowing back into you so hard that your vision blacks out for a second.

You yelp in surprise before a long, continuous string of loud moans and whimpers starts pouring out of your mouth. He’s relentless with it, jackhammering into you with absolutely no mercy. This position gives him the best angle to pound into your favorite spot that turns you into an incoherent mess. So he adjusts his stance slightly and angles his hips until you cry out and flail underneath him letting him know he found it.

“There you go, angel” he sighs. “Fuck you take it so well, baby, like my cock was made for fuckin’ this pretty pussy.”

He keeps the same angle and slides a hand underneath you. He takes a few seconds to prod his fingertips around where he’s pounding into you just feeling how your tight light hole stretches every time he slams into you. “Love this perfect little pussy” Joel sighs as he presses two fingers against your swollen clit. “My perfect little pussy.”

You sob at the pressure and Joel inhales sharply, his dick lurching inside of you when you clamp down on him. But he doesn’t let up, not one bit. He keeps pummeling into you as he quickly builds up speed with the circles he’s tracing over your clit. You can feel hot tears brimming in your eyes as he gives you everything you need.

Pleasure wraps itself around the base of your spine and seeps into your veins, coursing through your entire body until every nerve is tingling and leaving you a quivering mess as you try to hold on for just a bit longer, wanting this feeling to last forever.

“Don’t hold back, baby. I can feel your tight little cunt squeezing me” Joel pants, fully aware of how close you are. “Give it to me, angel, I’ve got you. Just wanna feel fuckin’ soak my cock, baby.”

You have no fight left in you so you let go.

Joel watches in amazement as you start to shake uncontrollably underneath him. The tears start to run down your face as wave after wave of pleasure crashes down on top of you, flooding every single one of your senses. Your vision goes black as TV static roars in your ears and every nerve ending in your body feels raw and exposed.

“Good girl, baby. Just like that. You feel so fuckin’ good, sweet girl” Joel moans as you fall apart on his cock and his eyes roll back in his head when he feels you gush around him. He fucks you through it, obviously. with your juices leaking down his cock and dripping down to his balls. He mutters “God fuckin’ damn” from somewhere behind you, the sensation sending tingles up and down his spine and igniting something deeply desperate inside of him.

Meanwhile, you’re still shaking violently, your limbs jerking with random movement as the aftershocks steadily rock through you. The intense pleasure starts to fade as an even greater sense of relaxation starts to replace it. Joel is still pounding into you as he chases after his orgasm with no regard. Your head feels thick and stuffy like someone replaced your brain with cotton and it feels like your skin is on fire. Then your limbs start to feel heavy and tingly and you both know what’s about to happen.

Aware that your hearing is starting to fade, Joel leans over you until his chest is pressed firmly against your back.

“You still with me, angel?” Joel grunts near your ear, still refusing to let up on his pace, his hips snapping into yours relentlessly.

You nod lazily, a big grin spreading across your face when you hear his voice in your ear. But he still sounds miles away and it’s getting harder and harder to focus on anything other than the electric shocks pulsing through your body as he pushes into your g-spot over and over again while the unyielding weight of deep relaxation pulls you under.

“Good girl” Joel praises before placing a quick kiss on your jaw. If you’re still with him, he only has a few more seconds left before you drift somewhere else entirely.

“Can I come, angel? Have I been good?” Joel asks. It’s quickly followed by a strained grunt when he feels you spasm around him. He’s making you stupid with his cock and yet he still finds it in him to play into your desires and beg for you again just because he knows how much you like it. And he’d be a liar if he said he didn’t like it too.

“Tell me I can cum, baby. God I need it you drive me fucking crazy baby, please” Joel pants completely unable to mask his desperation anymore. He’s suddenly overwhelmed by the completely foreign sensation of physically wanting to be good for you, finally understanding the rationale behind your yearning for his constant praise.

You must already be gone, you think because there’s no way that Joel, your big, dominant man who would knock someone’s teeth out if they even looked at you wrong, is begging you to cum. You try to speak, but your tongue feels heavy in your mouth and all that comes out are breathy gasps each punctuated Joel’s hips slamming against your ass.

Joel sees you struggling to talk and his cock throbs in response but he tries to hold off until you respond.

“C’mon, angel” he grunts encouragingly. “I know you can do it. Tell me I can fill up your little pussy with my cum til it’s running down your fuckin’ legs”

His words give you the push you need to move your lips again. You manage to get out a slurred “yessirplease” followed by a loud, unrestrained moan. Joel groans loudly and can’t help but smile at your response, answering his begging with your own begging and giving a perfect display of how much you needed each other.

But the need to cum quickly pushes out all of his thoughts. With a heavy exhale through his nose, he shoves your hips down, presses both palms down on your lower back, pushing you down into the mattress.

He keeps his eyes on you, completely focused on your face squished against the pillow and the way your eyelashes are fluttering against your cheek that’s wet and shiny with tears as he continues to use you for his own pleasure while simultaneously taking you to the place only he can take you to.

In his classic Joel manner, he brings two fingers to your mouth and gently slips them through your parted lips. He presses down on your tongue and even though you feel miles away from your body, you still reflexively close your mouth and suckle on his fingers.

That does it for him. The way your hot, wet cunt is squeezing him so hard he can barely move combined with the feeling of your spit already leaking out of the corners of your mouth as you drool on his fingers is all he needs.

You whine through it all, not realizing what’s happening until his hips falter and still inside of you. He buries himself deep inside of you and cums with a loud, broken moan, filling you up with ropes and ropes of hot cum just like he promised.

When he’s finished, stays inside and collapses on top of you, careful not to crush or scare you while you’re in this delicate headspace.

With a deep sigh, he nudges his nose under your jaw to gently kiss your pulse point and he feels it hammering faintly against his lips. He whispers words of sweet praise against the damp skin of your neck, gently roping you back in from where you went.

You announce your reentry to the atmosphere with a loud sniffle and long and low pathetic whine of his name.

“You’re okay, angel” Joel mumbles against your jaw before kissing your cheek. “I’ve got you, my sweet girl.”

You’re still tingly and trembling as you return back to body and a wave of exhaustion hits you like a brick to the face. You hum softly as Joel rolls off of you and lies on his back before quickly pulling you into his side.

He engulfs you in his arms, holding you as close as physically possible. His heart flutters in his chest when you snuggle your face against his chest, your cheek wet and feverishly warm. He brings a hand up to your head and gently pets your hair, patiently waiting for your breathing to return to normal.

When you finally stop trembling, Joel sighs and whispers “I think I’m gonna start jerkin’ off in the shower more often.” It makes you laugh. The sound comes out as a sharp exhale through your nose and with that, Joel knows your back.

“Can we order in tonight?” you ask, your voice quiet and weak. Joel chuckles, amused by the fact that he just fucked your brains out and the now the first thin on your mind is what’s for dinner.

“Sure, angel. Picked up some ice cream for ya when I was at the store. It's waitin' for you in the freezer.”

You beam into his chest, absolutely tickled pink at the seemingly small action. And just to add the cherry on top, you pick your head up to look at him before whispering “good boy.”

Thank you for reading and interacting!! I love you all so much hugs and smoochies for everyone 😚🫶🥰

#joel miller smut #joel miller x you #joel miller x reader #joel miller x f!reader #joel miller #joel miller one shot #the last of us #pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal smut #javiscigarette

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GIRLYGGUK'S 2024 WRAPPED

one comment about the fuckass banner and so help me god... posting this before i surrender myself to the sleepy monsters, but thank you to my darling @lovieku for the tag 😚 goshhh, u shouldn't have baby!! this was so lovely and unexpected <3

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envy-of-the-apple · 7 months ago

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hii!

i saw your list for things you enjoy writing for and omfgg languge barriers<33 those are absolutely top tier i love reading about those!! could i request a language barrier + monster au w beel? tysm and have a great day!!

ohhhhhhh thats so interesting????im gonna write an orc fit cuz i feel like that fits him so well-

(Dark content, kidnapping, noncon touching, shitty japanese cuz google translate, etcetc)

(Yandere! Orc! Beezebub x reader)

(translated sentences in the tags)

You saw the fires before you even heard the warning bells.

You'd heard the stories. Back when you were a child, crowded inside the elders cottage as you and the other children eagerly listened to the stories about the orcs. Only one of the adults had seen the warriors. Back when she was a child. Monstrous beasts, filled with nothing but anger and the taste of war.

"Will they ever come here?" One child had asked. A hushed murmur fell amongst the youth.

The elder smiled.

"No young one," she said, "they all reside in the north. No beast would travel so far."

She spoke lies, the proof only revealing itself years later.

You can hear the screams through your thin walls. Still, you continue to huddle in the corner of your home like a coward. It's too late to run. Far too late to call for help. All you can do is sit and pray to the Gods for mercy.

They'd come suddenly. Unlike anything you heard from the stories. There wasn't smoke in the distance warning their presence. It was just the distant clatter of hooves. And then chaos.

You'd been one of the lucky ones. Still in your home, bustling away when the screaming started. You'd locked your doors, bolted the windows. Even now, as you lay huddled in a ball, you knew it wouldn't be enough. You were just waiting for the inevitable.

Eventually, it came.

You were expecting something more violent. Windows being smashed. The wall torn apart. There was just a click and a squeak of your door. Heavy footsteps. Something was inside your home.

To your benefit, you don't whimper. Your breath hitches, but the beast's loud lumberings drown the noise. You can already tell that it's big. Each movement it makes causes your tiny home to rumble and shake.

You don't think. You just shove yourself under your tiny cot, trying to make as little noise as you can. You can hear your heartbeat thumping away in your chest, as you pray for it to slow down. You don't want to know if the thing in your home can hear it too.

It starts in your kitchen. You can hear it clamber away with pots and pans. The crushing of metal makes your head hurt as you imagine that being your skull. Then your furniture, a chair, thrown across the room, you can hear the wood shatter. That could be your limbs.

When it enters your bedroom. You stop breathing.

You can only see its boots. Big, nearly the size of your forearm, maybe even bigger. It muddles around your room, clumsily swiping away at the various knick-knacks and trinkets you have scattered across your room. The real horror begins when it starts to sniff the air, and you wonder if it can smell you.

You hear it's voice. Masculine, deep. He's saying words in a language you can't understand, it's foreign to your ears.

And then you're pulled from your sanctuary.

It doesn't matter how many times you've heard the story of the beasts ripping apart boulders with their bare hands, you kick and scream and collapse into sobs. The arms around your midriff don't budge. If anything they tighten, keeping you trapped with the thing you most feared.

You think you stay like that for hours. Or maybe time was slipping by, turning into sludge because your heart was going too fast and you surely thought that would kill you before the beast ever does. You squeeze your eyes shut, sobbing as you just wait for it to be over already.

Except, nothing happens. There's just this soft tapping against your cheek. He's speaking, again, that same deep tone that's strangely so soft.

"私を見て."

You want to keep your eyes shut, but perhaps, it's morbid curiosity that causes you to see who your murderer will be.

He's big, the largest man you've ever seen. He'd look human if it weren't for the textured skin, the fangs protruding from either side of his lips, the bright orange hair, the purple eyes that seemed to glow.

The most beautiful man you've ever seen. The most monstrous creature to ever exist.

He tilts his head. For a creature who is known to crush skulls and eat bones, he doesn't look very harmful. If anything, he's vulnerable. His chest is bare, only covered by shiny metal bracelets, while his bottom is covered by an animal pelt.

Yet, you stare back in terror. Looks don't mean anything. Not for beings like him.

Eventually, the orc nods, done examining you. Was he deciding you're a good enough kill? Before you can think anything further, he picks you up in his arms, effortlessly carrying you.

You've been crying and fighting and struggling for hours. All of it had tired you out. All what you can do is watch helplessly from his arms when he exits your home.

Your entire village is in shambles. Fire is everywhere. Blood is as common as water. It's horrifying. The scene haunts you even after the orc deposits your limp body on top of a horse.

Earlier he seemed rather unbothered with your struggles. Now, he gives an irritated sigh when you start to scream again. The orc wrestles your arms together, bundling them up with rope. Your mouth is muffled by a thick cloth. When you peer up at him helplessly, he gives you a stern look as if to say 'you brought this onto yourself'.

A sound of another horse's hooves is enough to remind you this orc didn't do this pillaging all by himself. Another orc saddles up to him. He's a bit smaller compared to the first one. Indigo hair with ivory tips. Despite their stark differences, their purple eyes look oddly similar to one another.

He gives your pathetic state a lookover, and then he scoffs.

Behind you, the orc that kidnapped you shrugs and says a few things. They go back and forth a bit and it sounded like they were arguing.

Eventually, there seems to be a clear victor. The orc rides off, as the first one gives a satisfied huff. When you fearfully look behind you, he just a condescending pat on your shoulder.

You think you pass out after that, because the next time you open your eyes, you're no longer on a horse.

The pelts under your skin are soft to the touch. You rise from the makeshift bed, looking at your surroundings. A large tent filled with soft furs and various trinkets.

You don't need to know who's it is.

He comes in hours later. Just as tall and terrifying when you first met him. He isn't adorned in weapons anymore. You cower nonetheless.

You curl inwards when he kneels in front of you. Even sitting down, he's humongous. His clawed hands unfurl, and he presents something to you.

You don't know what it is, but you know it's food.

You don't take it, suspicious. He seems to realize this as he takes a bite, before extending it back to you. Still, you refuse.

You can't figure out his endgame, yet. He hasn't kill you, does that mean he's waiting for the right moment? Is he planning on fattening you up before he eats you? You wished you could speak his language. Any answer is better than his silent torment.

After a while, he shrugs, muttering something, before gently placing it back on the plate. He still isn't done with you.

He points to himself.

"Beelzebub," he says. He repeats the motion a few more times before you understand that he's saying his name.

When he points to you, you shy away, refusing to answer. He doesn't seem angry at that, giving a thoughtful hum. You watch warily as Beelzebub pulls away, his interest falling to other things within the tent. Sharper things. He picks up a long knife, studying the blade.

You swallow, and then you decide to leave.

You'd barely begun to take a step before Beelzebub turns to look at you. He huffs, before pointing at the piles of furs. You don't need to know what he said. You stay put.

He puts the knife down, thankfully. He picks some other things, moving them around the tent mindlessly. At least he isn't looking at you. You think you'd go into hysterics if he just sat there, staring and staring and staring.

He's waiting for something. Someone.

Pretty soon, that person walks through the tent.

Not as large as Beelzebub, but big enough to terrify you. This orc had black hair. His red eyes racked over your figure, scrutinizing you with mild disgust.

Beelzebub greets him with a grunt. The newcomer sighs before going off in a foreign language. Beelzebub answers with a stagnant face. Another argument. You have a feeling both were about you.

Clearly, the orcs did not want you here. Then why did he bring you here? At that, relatively unharmed? What was the point of all of this?

Or perhaps the other orcs didn't understand their member's thought process either.

Eventually, Beelzebub shakes his head. He points at you.

"彼女は私の妻になります," he says.

The other orc frowns, but he doesn't respond. Beelzebub must have won. He just gives you another glance, before making his way back out the tent.

Beelzebub gives a satisfied grunt. You stiffen when he drops down to sit right in front of you.

He doesn't do anything. He just sits. He stares right at you. In response you press yourself against the tent walls, but there's no where to hide.

He reaches out to touch your cheek. You shudder.

"私の妻." When he smiles, his dangerous fangs poke out. "私のものだけ."

#yandere obey me #yandere #yandere obey me x reader #yandere beelzebub #yandere beelzebub x reader #yandere beelzebub obey me #non con touching #kidnapping #orc beelzebub #yandere orc beelzebub #translations in order #“look at me”#“she will be my wife”#“my wife”; “only mine”

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itz-pandora · 4 months ago

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Hiii this for Your Shadow in the Miscellaneous Au!

Hii buddy uhm can you sign this??

*Hands totally not adoption papers*

(Why do you keeping making your shadows so adorable omfgg)

Stop patronizing him /j

I always gotta make Shadow kinda pathetic n cute. It's obligatory

#miscellaneous au #my art #art #ask #Jasperthesir3n #doodles

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rocknpebbles · 6 months ago

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YOU SHIP SANUSO?????!

take my offering

WHAT DO YOU MEAN "YOU SHIP SANUSO????!"????????? YES OF COURSE I DO????? WELCOME TO MY ACC???????? WHAT IS THIS 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 I'll take ur offering thank you for the yaoi base sanuso I GUESS not like I'm gonna SAVE IT or anything and LAUGH in the middle of the night and I can't stop laughing omfgg whayv is this I love it so much u can only imagine the shock on my face tumblr blurred it for me at first but I saw the outline and KNEW

#usopp #sanuso #sanji #tagging because everyone needs to see this tbh

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homestylehughes · 1 year ago

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quinn hughes- drowning

summary: when y/n is drowning in her love for Quinn, and feels the need to step back from him. what happens that Quinn is also drowning in her love too?

wc: 1.9k OMFGG HELLOOOOOOO???? this the longest fic I've ever wrote. holy fuck.

authors note: dun dun dun I'm backkkkk. ive had free time because of my classes being cancelled because of the weather. so I decided to sit down and write about quinny today <3. I hope you guys enjoy this is the longest fic I've everrrr wrote. make sure to reblog if you like enjoy it. as always much loveeeee.

Everyone told me not to fall in love with Quinn hughes. I told myself not to fall in love with Quinn Hughes. That It would be impossible for him to ever love me back in the way I loved him.

Obviously I didn't listen.

I fell head over heels in love with him. I was sinking, no I was drowning. Nothing could pull me out now. I was in too far deep, I was in too far deep to care that I was in love with Quinn hughes. It was so hard not to care, it was so hard to not fall in love with him. Longing gazes when we were out with our friends. The way he'd put his hand on my lower back when guiding me through a crowd. The way he’d listen so intently to things I would say. Everything little thing he did pulled me into him, everything he did pulled me under. I was drowning, I couldn't seem to care.

That's what led me to this.

I knew that I was deep, I needed space. I haven't seen or talked to Quinn in over 2 weeks. I told myself I needed to distance myself from him. If I could pull myself away from him, then I could pull myself out from drowning in him.

So I threw myself into my job, taking as many stories as I could from my boss. Declining dinners and drinks from my friends, from quinn. Ignoring his texts and declining his calls. I thought what I was doing was the right thing to do, it seemed like the easiest thing to do. I knew if I ever admitted to Quinn that I was in love with him, he wouldn't feel the same way. I'm trying to save myself a heart break, but what's the point? My hearts are already breaking by doing this.

When the 3 week mark hit of not talking to quinn i felt better. Kinda. I still miss talking to him, actually scratch that, i miss everything little thing about him. I continue to tell myself that this is for the best. Do I even know what I want, is this even for the best? The texts and calls from Quinn stopped showing up. He gave up on me, no i gave up on him. I did this and it's for the best. Even though I repeated this to myself everyday, I still felt I was making the wrong choice.

My friends finally convinced me to leave my apartment. Making me put in the tightest outfit possible, and pulling me into the nearest bar. I make a beeline to the bar, ordering a drink to hopefully calm my nerves and help relax me. Being here in this bar made me remember how much I hate bars. It made me remember how much I miss Quinn.

We make our way to the table with trays of drinks in our hands, tonight is going to be a good night. Well I thought it was. As I glanced up to see where one of my friends went, my eyes landed on her with a group of men. Men that look very familiar to me. My eyes drift left of my friend, and land right on Quinn. Our eyes meet for the first time in over 3 weeks. My heartbeat starts rising immediately, and suddenly I feel like I'm drowning again. The dress I'm wearing seems even tighter, and the bar feels like fire all around me.

I need to get out of here, I say to myself. My eyes trying to find the next exit, I turn to my friend y/f/n and say “hey, I'm going to go outside, I need some fresh air. I'll be back in a second!!”. I don't wait for her reply, I turn on my heels, quickly moving towards the closest exit.

The minute I step outside it hits me. Quinn. Quinn is really here. Quinn, my best friend, the man im inlove with is here. The man I've ignored for almost a month or more with no explanation is here. It hits me, I'm a terrible person. Why did I do that to him, why did I do this to us.

I need to go home now. Home. Home. Home. was the only thing on my mind.

My hands are shaking trying to pull up uber to get a ride home. Anywhere is better than here right now, this is all too much. As I'm going to hit “Confirm payment” on the car ride home. I hear an all too familiar voice shout my name.

This can't be happening. No No No.

The next thing I know is that Quinn is standing right in front of me. “y/n” he breathes out at me. I can't move, I'm frozen. I'm in shock, this can't be real. “y/n” he repeats. I finally looked into his eyes, my eyes dragging all over his face. Everything is as perfect as I remember it. “Quinn” I finally uttered while looking at the ground. I wish I was dreaming. I wish that what's happening isn't real. I can't even look him in the eyes. I wish it was a dream, and that when I woke up this was all fake.

This definitely isn't a dream.

“You know you fucking suck.” Quinn says. I know I do, I think to myself. As I go to open my mouth to say something. He starts again “I haven't talked to you in over a month. You've been ignoring me. And the first time I see you again with your friends at a bar?!?!”. I can't even look at him, continuing to stare at his Nike covered feet. My eyes filled with tears. I hear him take another deep angry breath. “SEE??? You can't even look at me, you can't even look me in the eyes. You won't even give me an explanation. You know that's really shitty of you y/n.”.

I'm crying now. I'm sobbing. Everything he's saying is true. I am a terrible person, this is all my fault I know. I know.

I heard him scoff and began to walk away. I can't let this happen, I can't let this happen again. “QUINN” I shouted, finally finding my voice. His steps immediately stop, he slowly turns around. I can see the anger and sadness in his eyes.

This time I'm approaching him, taking a shaky breath. Trying to gather the words that I don't have to say. “I know you hate me right now. I know that you want answers, hell you want an explanation on why i haven't talked to you in over month.’’ My breath labors for a minute, I'm sobbing, the tears are flowing, my chest is rising, I'm not ready for this. I know nothing I say is ever going to change what I did to him.

I try to take deep breaths but each one I take makes the tears fall even harder. Here I am crying on the sidewalk in front of my best friend. who might not even be my best friend anymore. Trying my best to give him an explanation on why I've been so horrible to him. Why I've cut him out of my life just because I love him. Oh god i love him, how do i tell him that??

I feel a hand wrap around my arm, that quickly pulls me back to reality. “Hey hey y/n, pretty girl please look at me.” I'm still sobbing at this point, I don't think the tears will ever stop. I slowly take my eyes up to his face. “That's good, now take a deep breath for me, in and out come on i know you can do it.” he says. Quinns hands are now on my cheeks trying to help me calm down.

My breathing starts to slow down, my tears let up a little bit. Our eyes are still locked, never once leaving each other. I know I need to say something. I know I need to tell him how I feel. I slowly pull away from quinns hold, I'm now again looking at his feet. I take a deep breath, it's now or never I think. “I fell in love with you. Fuck quinn i was drownding in you. You were my best friend and I couldn't feel that way about you. I know you'd never want me in the way I wanted you. I needed space, I thought that if I was away from you it would help my feelings, that somehow I could get over it?? That I could forget about you?? I don't know!?!?! Just move on??”. “But seeing you tonight made me realize that I could never get over you, and that I could never stop loving you.”

The tears on my face are falling like waterfalls, I sadly chuckle to myself as I try and wipe them away as more fall. “I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. Nothing I say will probably make you forgive me. I understand i really really fucked up. But I won't say sorry for loving you. I love you and it's okay if you don't love me.” I finally looked into Quinn's eyes, searching for anything. Anything.

Before I can even register what's happening, Quinn’s hands are grabbing my face, pulling my lips to his. The kiss is fast, it's full of love and anger, sadness. All of the above. My lips struggle to keep up with him, my hands make their way to the back of his head, pulling him into me by the ends of his hair. A groan escapes his lips, as he pulls me even closer into him, if it's even possible. Our lips are moving at lightning speed, we can't get enough of each other. I don't want to ever stop kissing Quinn, it feels too good to ever want to stop.

It feels like 5 years go by before Quinn pulls his lips from mine. Our chests are rising steadily. Eyes blown, swollen lips looking back at each other. “I've wanted to do that since I met you,” he says. My head is spinning, nothing that just happened feels real. Quinn sighs, grabbing my hands in his, his eyes never leaving mine. “I wish you would have told me how you felt. You would have known that I also love you. I've loved you for years. I thought i lost you y/n, i was going crazy with you. I thought you hated me. Baby I was drowning in you, I thought you knew, I wish you knew sooner.”

Quinn loves me? Quinn. Love. Me. my eyes are wide, his mouth is parted waiting for my reaction. Waiting for me to say something. I'm crying again before I know it again. A smile breaks on lips, i'm laughing, quinns laughing. I'm not sure if we know why. I pull his lips towards mine again. Feeling his smile on mine. “I love you''. I whisper to him in between each kiss. “I love you” he whispers back.

I could drown in him forever, if it's on a sidewalk in front of a random bar. If it's a bed, a car. Hell even in a movie theater. I'd always drown for Quinn Hughes.

#nhl fanfiction #nhl hockey #nhl fic #nhl x reader #nhl imagine #quinn hughes #vancouver #vancover canucks #quinn hughes x reader

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boothillssugarmomma · 9 months ago

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🎤Dιϝϝҽɾҽɳƚ SαႦɾιɳα Cαɾρҽɳƚҽɾ Sσɳɠʂ Aʂ Hσყσ ɱҽɳ🎤

🎀 A/N: I've been SO OBSESSED with Sabrina's new song 'Please Please Please' and omfgg I just love her music all around! So here's some of the boys as a few of her songs

ALSO I KNOW TEYVAT DOESN'T USE PHONES BUT IDC DEAL WITH IT (respectfully)

If I mis categorized anyone lemme know 🙏

𝓟𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓮 𝓟𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓮 𝓟𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓮 🙏

'𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉𝒷𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓀 𝒾𝓈 𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝓂𝓎 𝑒𝑔𝑜'𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝑜𝓉𝒽��𝓇

𝐼 𝒷𝑒𝑔 𝓎𝑜𝓊, 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝑒𝓂𝒷𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒶𝓈𝓈 𝓂𝑒, 𝓂𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝒻𝓊𝒸𝓀𝑒𝓇, 𝑜𝒽

𝒫𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑒, 𝓅𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑒, 𝓅𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑒'

Dating your new boyfriend was such a dream, he's so kind...so precious...BUT...he wasn't exactly a ROLE MODEL or an amazing guy to everyone. But you have a great sense of judgement, and you obviously have great taste...or at least you think so. Dating him was one thing...but telling people? WHOOO boy...when you did end up telling your friends about him...it stirred up quite a lot of drama.

"You sure he's good for you?" Your best friend sighs deeply as she holds your shoulders. Your friends were gathered around you hoping to knock some sense into you.

"I promise...he's sweet and a great guy..." You sigh softly as your best friend stares disapprovingly.

"We're just saying...he's...not exactly...what we thought you'd go for..." Your other friend hesitates as she talks, glancing at your third friend for him to back her up.

The quiet friend grimaces before clearing his throat. "He's...a...interesting guy...(Name)"

Your eyes narrow before you scoff. "You guys just don't know hi-" You cut off as your phone dings.

Your best friend grabs it and rolls her eyes at the message. "Oh get a LOAD of THIS!" She hands the phone to you.

It's your boyfriend...your wonderful...lovely...man who you'd never give up. Even if your friends think you should.

'Hey babe...sorry but I'm running a little late...ran into a little problem. But don't worry... I'll be there. Wouldn't wanna make your friends dislike me more than they already do...'

'Oh and I love you'

'See you soon ❤️'

You sigh at the text, face flushing a bit.

"Don't prove them right..."

-Aventurine, boothill, SAMPO, Gallagher, SUNDAY, Danslief, blade, CHILDE, Wanderer, itto, Lyney, Kaeya, SCARAMOUCHE

🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

ᏋᏕᎮᏒᏋᏕᏕᎧ ☕

'𝒩𝑜𝓌 𝒽𝑒'𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓀𝒾𝓃' '𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓂𝑒 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝑜𝒽...𝐼𝓈 𝒾𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓈𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉? 𝐼 𝑔𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝓈𝑜...𝒮𝒶𝓎 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝒶𝓃'𝓉 𝓈𝓁𝑒𝑒𝓅, 𝒷𝒶𝒷𝓎, 𝐼 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌

𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉'𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓂𝑒, 𝑒𝓈𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓈𝑜'

Waking up in the morning without your boyfriend was hard...but sometimes he just was busy and couldn't stay over that night.

But waking up to his little messages? His love paragraphs or his small thoughts about you?

And even throughout the day, he also sent messages.

Those were the best...

You could say you had him wrapped around your finger to be honest. He could never get enough of you.

'God I wish you were here honey...'

'I miss you already ❤️'

'I want to skip (work, travels, missions, etc) and just come home to you...'

'I can't sleep...'

'I can't stop thinking about you my love...'

'I keep thinking about you every night and all day...'

And finally after his long day, he enters your shared home with an exhausted and fairly pouty look.

"You ok honey?" You hum softly as you get up from the couch where you were sitting.

His eyes meet yours and immediately soften.

"Cmere...couldn't stop missing you!" He whispers with a bit of desperation as he quickly rushes to hug you.

"Feel so much better already...so energetic..." He mumbles as he nuzzles into your neck.

"You're like a little shot of espresso~" He teases softly in your ear before kissing your forehead.

"That's me, your espresso..."

-ARGENTI, dan heng, Gepard, JING YUAN, diluc, CHILDE, XIAO, Neuvillette, aether, chongyun, Zhongli, Bennett, WRIOTHESLEY, THOMA, freminent, Gaming

☕☕☕☕☕☕☕☕☕☕☕☕☕☕☕☕

ƒεαƭɦε૨ 🪶

'𝐼 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁 𝓈𝑜 𝓂𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒶 𝒻𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝑜𝒻𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒹 (𝒶𝒽), 𝐹𝓁𝑜𝒶𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝓇𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑒𝓂𝑜𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓈 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇, 𝓎𝑜𝓊'𝓇𝑒 𝒶 𝓌𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 (𝒶𝒽)'

Dumping him was the BEST idea you've ever had when it came to him. Not having to worry about where he is every night, why he was always so busy, even when you knew he wasn't.

The lies, the coverups, his pathetic excuses.

All

Gone

And you couldn't be happier. You didn't have to pretend he was the best guy in the world, you didn't have to pretend to like whatever he did, didn't have to pretend you were ok with his lies.

It's been over a year now, you're dating one of your best friends, and you knew your life was set!

But your ex wouldn't leave you alone!

He's STILL calling and texting and trying to get back in. He shows up everywhere, your work, your house, your boyfriend's house, your friends houses, trying to get you to take him back.

He just KNEW you were making a mistake, it has to be, he loved you so much...just realized it a bit too late!

"(Name)! We're meant to be together it has to be now stop acting foolish!" He catches up to you one night after work on your walk home.

You scoff softly, ignoring the male as he pants beside you.

"Then tell me why I feel lighter than a damn feather without you on my mind?" You hum, a bitter tone in your voice.

His eyes show a flash of hurt before he huffs. "Because you just don't understand how you feel!"

You roll your eyes, continuing to walk, trying to get away from him.

"Baby I want you back, please!" He whimpers a bit.

"I've told you multiple times, we're done!" Your patience is running thin, and this it not how you wanted to spend the evening.

"But I miss you!" He tries to reach for your hand.

"No duh, you should've thought about that!" You growl.

"But honey think about us...all the memories...how much we cared about each other?" He pleads.

You stop walking before turning to him.

"Thinking about our memories would be a waste of time..."

-VENTI, Kaeya, Boothill, Aventurine, gallagher, Kaveh, ITTO, xingqiu, dr ratio, Ayato, albedo, CHILDE

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XO KITTY S2 IS OUT‼️‼️‼️ pls share your thoughts when u watch it 🙏🏻 i NEED someone to talk about it

I JUST FINISHED THE SEASONNNN, XO KITTY S2 SPOILERS AHEAD

First off. family reunion was so cute i’m so happy for them. Now second off……

YOO I FUCKINNG HATE STELLA. IVE HATED HER SINCE SHE ASKED KITTY TO HELP HER WITH MINHO BROOO I WAS RIGHT FROM THE BEGINNING SHES SO WEIRDDDDD AND MENTALLY INSANE.

but jin and q were the cutest omfgg i acc lived for their scenes. also juliana and q forever being my fave duo they’re so silly with each other

THEN THEN THE DRAMA???? THE SKI TRIP?????? PENIEL BEING MINHOS BROTHER??? Life was hectic. so much stuff happened😭😭😭 BUT MINHO AND KITTY’S SCENES WERE SOOO CUTE UGHH THE RAIN SCENE YOYOYOY THE DREAM???? HE LOOKED SO FUCKING GOOD

Yeah i was drooling looooll………. BUT THEN KITTY AND YURI?????? I WAS BAFFLED THE WHOLE KISS CAUGHT ME OFF GUARD 😭😭 then juliana and yuri and kitty??????? Lord. im glad yuri and kitty made up in the end tho!!!!! if they didn’t yall would’ve seen me on the news❤️ (POOR YURI THO OMFFGG)

the moment i heard like me better playing i paused so fast CS THATS LJ AND PETERS SONGGGG SO IM LIKE YOOO HOLD ON IS HE COMING??? AND HE APPEAREDDD I WAS LIVID I LOVE HIM SM 😞😞😞 him and kitty, their scenes were a nice break from all this drama BYEEE

dae and eunice they’re so cute (just watched the scene where they lwk had a fight omg??? NOOOOOO) but poor dae’s dad bro i felt so bad HES SO ADORABLE🙁

back to minho and kitty HE FELL FIRST SHE FELL HARDER???? OH MY GODDDDDDD IM TWEAKING OUTT SHE WANTS HIM SO BAD PLEASEEEE PLEASEEEEE flashback to when minho saw kitty at the party last year and her looking at him now???? yo 💔💔💔💔💔 but love q for setting them up like OOUUHUG YOOOO NOT STELLA SEEING THEM DANCING ESP AFTER KITTY SAYS I MISS YOU???? (yeahhh i’m kms this scene is abt to wreck me she’s such a manipulative little SHIT BRO) AND KITTY SAYING THE SAME WORDS FROM MINHOS CONFESSION AT THE END OF EP 7?????? YOOOO THE WRITER KNOWS WHAT THEYRE DOINGG SORRY I LOVE THIS SHIP SM

ps. alex (forever my love) and dae is acc so bad……….. he and minho look so good this season like Hello??????? their beefing moment hurt me but i’m so happy they’re warming up again anddddd im going to binge minho edits and add them to my minho collection…. It’s been dry…..

DAE PERFORMING SEVEN??? AND THEYRE OUT HERE DANCING W HIM??? ITS GIVING CAMP ROCK I CANTTTT (sad that he didn’t win tho….) AND THE PROPOSAL AWWEEEE THATS SO CUTE im so glad the family is good again

WATCHING THE SCENE OF KITTY AND MINHO AFTER THE TALENT SHOW RNNN LIVE REACTIONN PLEASEE PLEASSEE oh. K. They didn’t kiss K. I see how it is.

Okay… watching the last scene now….. live reaction. not the long walks in the sculpture garden BYEEE YOO HE LOOKS SO GOOD IN THIS RED OMFOFMFOKFGOKG hes so fine God. Uhhh stop whys he leaving WHYS HE LEAVING STFU STFU BUEE NOT BETTER OFF AS A PLAYBOY… TELL HIM KITTY PLEASEEEE PLEASSEEEEEEE I DONT GOT THAT LONG. Yo. ISTFG IF THEY GIVE US ANOTHER SEASON PLEASEEE JUST YOOO I CANT DO THIS OH KY GODDDDD YOOOOOOOOOOOOO NOTHING???? NOTHING????????? Awww at least a hug. that’s cute ig MINHO NEEDS TO SAY SKEMTJING YOO YOOO YOO WHATS HAPPENEIGN WHATS HAPPENIGN YOYOYOYYOOYOY ARE THEY GNA KISS YOOO YO….Uhhh guys he walked away? you’re seeing me on the news 7:13 pm jan 19th. WAIT WAIT SHE CALLED FOR HIMY O WAIT WIAITJTITITI OMGGOMFOFMG ASKING TO JOIN HE SAYSSSSSSSSSSSSZSZSS UESSS OKAYYY DEF A S3 DEFINITELYYYY OH MYOGDDD YEYSYAYSHSH

best believe i’m going to work on something based off of this show guys……😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊

#inbox 📨#i hope u enjoyed.#xo kitty spiel 🤍

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Hiii I just LOVE your writing sm omfgg ,hope your having a lovely day rn because rn I'm stuck in a fucking train station in Paris and it's like 92848482°c (help) sooo it gaves me an idea for a request 😇☝️

2007/2008 Tom x fem reader , in a train station like it could be a yn that missed her train and is desperately waiting for an another train then Bam , Tom is traveling with Bill, Gustav and Georg and he see her and just find her super hot and pretty u know , even tho YN is literally a mess idkkk just yeah I trust you ,do whatever you what , you don't even have to do this one if you don't feel like it 😭😭

Love u !!

T. KAULITZ x READER

★ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: on a hot day in paris you meet a certain someone

★ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: none 😇

★ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: hey girl sorry for the late reply but i hope you had a good time in paris 😘 ALSO FINALLY GOT THIS FIC OUTTTT hope you guys like it and hope you guys MISSED meeee kisses and hugs 😘

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you ran as fast as you could to the train doors, but they closed right as you made it. you were now stuck in the train station waiting 30 minutes for another one to show up. you took a seat on one of the benches in the station, wiping the sweat off your forehead as you processed what just happened. you leaned back on the bench and let out a sigh and closing your eyes. you were dehydrated, sweaty, sticky and frustrated all at the same time which made your situation even worse.

you sat, checking the clock every 3 seconds until finally a train showed up along with a group of boys. they all looked around your age and you couldn’t help but notice one of them was just your type. he was wearing the baggiest clothes you’ve ever seen and he had long, dark blonde locs. you brushed it aside since you had a train to catch and you were already late to where you were supposed to be. you took a seat near the door and the boys followed, taking the same train as you. they sat in the seats across from you and one of the boys, the one you doing attractive was staring right at you.

you were a sweaty mess so you got embarrassed about your current appearance since you didn’t look the best. you fixed your hair a bit and reapplied some lipstick, looking up at the boy who was now laughing at something his friend said. you thought he was laughing at you but you noticed he was blushing as well. he looked back over at you and you couldn’t help but blush too. his face was perfect and he looked like an angel, you noticed his lip piercing too which was totally hot. after a few minutes of awkward back and forth eye contact the train finally stopped at your destination. you were disappointed that you didn’t ask for his number or at least get his name.

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before you left though, you heard the boys friends laugh and footsteps behind you. “hey, do you mind if i get your number?” the voice asked. you turned around to see the boy, “oh, uhm sure,” you said trying to hide your giant smile that was forming. you reached for his phone and your hands touched which made your face red and hot. “here, i’m actually late to work so i guess i’ll see you around,” you said handing his phone back to him. “oh, sure,” he said before sitting back down, you were smiling from ear to ear as you walked out of the train.

you talked to your friend alyssa at work about what had just occured. “you will not believe what just happened on the train,” you said to her. “did you meet your prince charming?” she asked. “kind of…” you said. she immediately looked up from her phone and raised an eyebrow. “tell me more,” she said. “okay well i missed the train and sat around waiting for another one and then when the other one came a group of boys showed up and hopped on the same train as me,” you explained. “then, i saw this really cute boy and we made eye contact, but didn’t say anything until the train stopped. i was obviously disappointed but then he asked for my number, i had to leave though so we didn’t talk much,” you finished explaining, catching your breath.

“when is it my turn?” alyssa asked before you heard your phone ring. it was a text message from the train boy. “i think he just texted me,” you said. “let me see,” alyssa said, scooting closer to you. “hey i’m tom, the guy from the train earlier. i was wondering if you’d like to get dinner with me sometime,” read the text message. you gasped as alyssa read it out loud. “say yes!” she said, pushing the phone towards you. “okok! this is so exciting,” you giggle before responding. “hey tom, i’m ______. is tonight good?” you replied. “you sound so formal,” alyssa said laughing while looking at your phone. “i’m nervous okay?!” you replied with a defensive but relaxed tone.

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once work had ended you and tom decided on going to your favorite restaurant near your apartment. you gave him a call to let him know that you would be waiting for him before you rushed to get ready. your heart was beating fast as you hopped in the shower, beginning to scrub your hair of all sweat and grease from the subway. you began to daydream about the date and would you would say to this complete stranger, making scenarios about how things could go, like what if i get food stuck in my teeth or what if he doesn’t like your personality. you got got carried away as you realized the time. “shit!” you exclaimed loudly before reaching for your towel and already putting your dress on before you were even dry.

you hurriedly curled your lashes and applied on mascara, making a mess all around your eye. you it up and added some finished touches before putting on some lipstick. looking at the mirror, you felt confident with the hard work and preparation for tonight. you took a deep sigh and smiled before searching for your phone which started ringing. it must’ve been tom telling you he was here since you heard a honk outside. you grabbed your phone and opened the, almost forgetting your purse. you looked up and there he was, waiting for you. he had walked out of his car and stood by the passenger seat just open the door for you.

not wanting to keep him waiting, you quickly ran over to him with a big smile on your face. “good to see you again, tom,” you said as he opened the door. “my pleasure,” he replied with a slight flirt in his tone before quickly making it back to the drivers side. the drive was a bit silent at first but you decided to crack some conversation. “so, are you from here?” you asked. “well actually no. i’m just uh, visiting you could say,” he said a bit nervously. you were off put by that but decided to ignore it since you wanted to keep the spark going. the restaurant wasn’t far from your place so it didn’t take long for tom to find it. he quickly rushed out the car after he airier to open your door which you thought was super cute of him.

“you’re such a gentleman,” you said chuckling, looking in his eyes. “only the best for you pretty lady,” he replied before winking, which immediately gave you butterflies. your face got red and hot as you started blushing and you could tell he noticed too by the accomplished smirk on his face.

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you guys got sat quickly and got to talking, you bringing up what he does for a living first. “well i play guitar in a band,” he said. “that’s amazing! i’ve always wanted to learn. what’s your bands name?” you asked. “tokio hotel,” he replied quickly, somewhat avoiding the question. “you guys popular?” you asked. “i guess you could say that,” he dryly responded. you thought it was a little weird that he didn’t want to talk about it but ignored it anyway since you didn’t want to pry and make him uncomfortable.

the waiter came with the menu and everything looked amazing as you two browsed. “i think i’ll have the pasta, what about you?” you asked, looking up at the menu to him. “the steak looks amazing,” he said. “alright then,” said the waiter as he grabbed the menus. “so what about you, what do you do?” tom asked. “well it’s not as exciting as whatever you do. i work an office job,” you said awkwardly slightly embarrassed as you laughed it off. “there’s nothing wrong with that,” he said sweetly, smiling at you.

his kindness was warm, comforting in a way. you were used to being treated mediocrely in all your past relationships so this was something to get used to. “where do you work?” he asked. “i work at ______ company, the buildings actually right there,” you said, pointing to a nearby skyscraper. the waiter arrived shortly with your food and the pasta looked mouth watering along with tom’s steak. the two of you started digging and with the first bite you fell in love immediately. “this is amazing!” you exclaimed, mouth still full of noodles. tom chuckled, looking at you with pure adoration as the candlelight gleamed in his eyes. you felt embarrassed as you covered your mouth and apologized for the rude outburst.

“mind if i have a bite?” tom asked. “go ahead,” you said, now wiping the pasta sauce off your lips. you pushed the plate his way as he lifted his fork. his face lit up as he tried it, looking as if he had fallen in love with the taste. “it really is amazing, you have good taste,” he said. “thanks,” you said shyly, letting out a little giggle. after dinner was over, tom walked you to the car and as he did you noticed a mob of people outside along with bright camera flashes from what you guessed as paparazzi?

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“why would paparazzi be here?” you mumbled to tom over the loud screams and yells. “uh- i have no idea, that’s strange. maybe there’s a celebrity here,” he said. “TOM!! I LOVE YOU!!!” you heard a voice shout from the crowd. you thought it was strange they were shouting the name of you date and you looked over to tom. “are they cheering for you?” you asked confused. “it couldn’t be, probably just a guy with the same name,” he said. “I LOVE TOKIO HOTEL!!” shouted another voice. “hey isn’t that the name of your ban-” you were cut off with tom dragging you by the hand to his car before you could finish your sentence.

“hey what gives?!?” you asked as he placed you gently but hurriedly in the car. you had so many questions at this point it didn’t seem like they would be answered soon. tom quickly got into the drivers seat and started the car, speeding away. he was silent the ride back to your house and the awkwardness of the car ride made you uncomfortable. when he parked outside your place, the two of you sat in silence for a while. “look i-“ he stared before you cut him off. “what just happened? why were all those girls screaming your name and your bands name? and why were there paparazzi? why did you run away so fast? i have so many questions,” you said shaking a little. tom let out a sigh, “i might’ve lied a little bit about the popularity of my band,” he said nervously.

“go on,” you said. “and i may or may not be here for said bands tour,” he continued. you let out a big sigh as you leaned back and closed your eyes. “why though? i mean i don’t mind if you’re some huge celebrity, it just would’ve been nice to know,” you said. “i understand and i’m sorry but i just thought you would get turned off by that. i really like you after all and i didn’t want to scare you away,” he said with a worried expression on his face as he looked at you. “i really like you too tom, and it’d take more than that to scare me away,” you said opening your eyes and turning to face him, a big smile growing on your face. “is that so?” he said with a mischievous grin, looking down at your lips. “oh?” you questioned.

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before you could say anything, tom quickly pounced on you. you were caught by surprise as the two of you locked lips but you went along with it. his lips were warm but hands warmer as you felt them glide against your cheek, immediately giving you butterflies. he began moving down to your neck before you stopped him. “let’s move this upstairs yeah?” you asked. “ok but i can’t guarantee i can hold myself back that long,” he said. your face felt warm as your cheeks turned red. tom carried you all the way upstairs into your building and you quickly unlocked your door before shutting it just as fast.

he placed you gently onto your bed and picked up where he left off. that night was one of your best and before you knew it the two of you were asleep, arms tangled together. you woke up first from the mixture of sunlight and the sweet chirps of birds. you looked over to see tom, shirtless but you were too. sitting up, you noticed your clothes scattered all on the floor. you got up to pick them up before you felt comforting, warm hands reach for your waist, it was tom. “where are you going?” he asked with a soft whine but deep morning voice before pulling you into his arms. “relax i’m just cleaning the mess we made last night up,” you giggled as he tickled you with kisses. “nghm that can wait,” he softly whispered as you grasped onto your body tightly.

#2000s #tokio hotel #tokio hotel x reader #fan fiction #tom kaulitz #tom kaulitz fanfic #tom kaulitz x reader #tokio hotel fanfic

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