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montysstuffs · 3 years ago

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Max x plus size!Fem reader

Request: —-and also to perhaps plant a seedling of an idea for a max x plus-size reader or just a slightly self conscious reader, feeling like max isn’t into them, and he very sweetly.. and then sexily tells them otherwise. Body worship ? Teeth rotting fluff? Perhaps even angst with the others - did someone plan the exposure of the crush during a truth or dare?…. Sweet, but spicy smut? (I personally never took max as such a kinky boy as your head canons suggest, but I’m not against it either, max can have whatever he wants from me, even if the sweet dork is for ‘outside the bedroom.’ Aha!

And: hi! i love max from the quarry, but because he doesn’t really have much screen time it’s really hard to find stories for him, i was wondering if you could do a fic with him, and i’m personally a sucker for friends to lovers, but honestly i’ll take anything :)) Thank you! :) <3

Warnings: fluff, mentions of weight, friends to lovers (not sure if that needs to be a warning but why not), p in v, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), creampie

AN: I completed writing this and totally forgot the body worship 😭😭 I am so so sorry! I kinda wanted to combine both of these, so this was the outcome! Nonetheless, I hope you enjoy it. Ily💕 and I’m back from my extremely long hiatus. 💕

“Remember how I said that I would come pick you up in an emergency? We’ll the person you’re on a date with sucking is not an emergency.”

You roll your eyes over at the grinning boy as he starts his car back up. “Yeah, well, are you saying you don’t wanna be there for me.” He chuckles once again at the accusation, “No no no. All I’m saying is that there’s a bit of a trend. What was wrong with this one?” You scoff to yourself as you lean your cheek onto your hand with your arm against the door, “cheap.” Max hums in understanding. Holding back a small smirk. You can already feel the laughter coming on, feeling the need to elaborate, “but he was like…cheap…cheap. Like he told me what I could and couldn’t eat.” Max cringed at the thought of that, “yikes.” You chuckle at him, “you’re telling me. I’m just tired of dating shitty guys. Oh and get this-“

“Hmm?” He smiles to himself, mentally preparing for some absolute bullshit.

“-he suggested the salad to me. So not only was he extremely cheap, but he offered the salad. Like what exactly are you trying to say?” Max is taken aback

“Yeah, you absolutely deserve better. But if you’re hanging around all these trashy men all the time, what do you-“

“Wooooow! Trashy?”

“Are they not trashy?” Max glances over at you with a lifted eyebrow. Your playful demeanor fading at the comment.

He looks over at you, but only for a moment. Seeing your smile fade was the worst thing he could’ve ever seen. It was like if someone had plucked the moon and stars from out of the sky. Your sweet smile illuminated everything for him.

He clears his throat attempting to change the subject into something less personal. “Umm, Laura and the others are having a little party tonight if you wanna come,” he places a hand on your thigh to break the tension. You stand firm in your silence. Sinking deeper into the seat as the soft music plays. Trees and familiar buildings pass you by on your way to the location. It wasn’t like you were angry with max. It’s just that dating was a bit of a sensitive topic. Meeting new people with the intention or expectation of a relationship was a bit draining. None of them had ever been as gentle and warm-hearted as Max. He took your silence in stride. Chalking it up to you just being lost in thought.

The car came to a slow stop as you arrive at Laura’s place. You are greeted warmly right as you enter the front door of her home. Right off the rip, Kaitlyn knew something was off. There was a tension between you and max, that she could bite it. And that’s exactly what she intended to do. Rip that tension apart until you both bore everything to each other. It seems as though you two were the only ones oblivious to the blossoming crushes you had on one another.

He knew from the first day he had met you at Hackett’s quarry through Abi. You were holding painting sessions with the children. You were so kind and gentle with the kids. Always telling them how wonderful they were doing when they were just doing their best. Something he would, himself, call a modern day Bob Ross. To which you just brushed off as him just being his regularly kind self.

Max wasn’t being the way he usually was at these gatherings. He seemed lost in thought as kaitlyn tried to catch up with him. She began to notice his short or unmotivated responses. She stops talking and follows his line of view. His eyes couldn't leave you as you giggled and took shots with Emma and Jacob. He quickly averts his eyes as you feel his daggers digging deep into you,

“What’s up with you two?” She gasps to herself as she connects the dots, “you’re fighting aren’t you? A little lovers quarrel, huh?” Kaitlyn wiggles her eyebrows and nudges Max. “W-what? No, I’m honestly not sure why she’s avoiding me.” Kaitlyn doesnt give Max a moment more to speak before she had already devised her plan.

As usual, the gang gathers around to play another game and bond. It hinestly seems like you learn something new about everyone each time. Laura turns her head to whisper something to max, eliciting a hearty laugh from him as everyone finishes shuffling around.

"A;right, nerds. We're gonna play truth or dare. And lets cut to the chase, I wanna know some juicy shit about you guys," Kaitlyn says that as though she hasnt heard every bed creak, secret randevous, or fleeting glance everyone in the group has shared.

“I'll go first. I dare Max and (y/n) to spend at least 10 minutes alone in the guest room," she triumphantly smirks to herself as Max stands. He reaches out his hand to help you up off of the couch, to which you decline.

There were wails, shouts, and whistles going around as you both close the door behind you. Laura coming up behind you both to lock the door. “What they won’t know won’t kill ‘em.”

“So, you ready to talk to me?” The shrug of your shoulders was a bit off putting for him, as he was used to your happy nature. “What was it I said that upset you? The silence is killing me,” it truly was. It was clawing through his chest to just confess already. But it wasn’t about him right now. It was about you and your feelings.

He waits a few moments of you avoiding eye contact with him. He knew exactly what would help. Max smiles brightly at you with outreaches arms, “bring it in!” He took pride in giving the warmest bear hugs. You knew that if he hugged you, it was over with. All emotion would melt away.

“Max, please. I'm not in the mood right now"

"Why are you so mad at me?"

"I'm upset because you're upset. And don't even say you're not, because you're faking it. You're upset for literally no reason.

“No no no I’m upset because I care about you,” he lowered his shoulders in realization. All this time he was keeping it to himself. Ever fond memory he had of you had come swarming back to him. From the day he met you, up to right now. Even during a fight, he wanted nothing more than to take you into his arms and hold you.

“Listen to me, you deserve to feel happy and beautiful and loved. And I think I can do that for you.” You were shocked, dare i say, dumbfounded. Where had this been coming from? He had showed little to no interest in you, from what you could tell. You just assumed that he was just being nice. Just your best friend. You scoff, surprised, as you gently sit on the bed. Nodding your head at him to continue what he was saying.

“I just think I could-," his heart is beating out of his chest. Its so fast and so loud, he was pretty sure you could almost hear it as well. It began to radiate up to the pulse in his neck. His emotions already beginning to suffocate him. He took a moment to inhale the stagnant silence that swelled as you waited for him to continue speaking.

“Recently when you came to me after you broke up with your ex and when you were crying in my car and I held you, it just made me feel-,"his face turned up in disgust as he was reminded of the times your makeup was running. He remembered it all. All of the ruined hoodies from said makeup when he hugged you. Everything.

“I just never want you to feel that way again.”

All you could do was nod in understanding. Truthfully, you were still in the beginning stages of processing his ramblings. But the images of Max and Laura together flooded your mind. They had always been inseparable. Of course, until you came along. But even still, you say the smiles and hand holding that they shared together. "That's bullshit," you scoff under your breath as you lower your eyes to the ground. "I'm not even your type. And don't say you don't have a type. you always say that and it's always a lie. Just look at Laura!”

“What about Laura?”

“She’s…”

“She’s what?”

“…perfect”

“But she’s not you.”

“Whatever, if you’re so upset why don’t you do something abo-“

Before you could complete your thought, Max was already crowding your space. You weren't even sure when he had gotten that close. Max held a small smirk for him on his lips. He leaned in and ran his hands through the back of your head. His hand snakes its way to the back of your neck as he gave you a very not-so-platonic kiss. His lips lingered a little longer than they should have on yours. He slightly opened up his mouth just a little bit and let his tongue slip out and into your mouth. You surprise yourself by melting into the kiss, slightly. You smirked lightly into the kiss as you reciprocate

He deepens the kiss, leaning down to help hook your legs around his waist. You give a surprised whimper I’m the kiss. Max gives a cheeky smile back at you, “what? Scared of weights?” His large hands palmed the bottom of your ass as he walks you both to the edge of the guest bed. “Uhh, yes actually. I am,” you smile yay him before going back for another kiss. His hardship were digging and kneading into the soft fat of your thighs. He moans at how supple and full they are.

He knew your weight was a bit of a touchy subject, so he never wanted to pry. Though never noticed how you tugged and pulled on your cardigans and jackets; or how you wore uncomfortably clothing to hide your rolls. Then again, when he saw you, he saw just that. You. Not your weight or the little things you did to accommodate others. Just you and your radiant smile. It played both ways though. He had never made you feel uncomfortable or that you took up space or anything like that. You were comfortable to be your care-free self whenever you wanted.

Your panties were long discarded across the room somewhere, Max had his head buried in between your legs. He laid his tongue flat against your folds, licking upwards, he looked up at you through his long lashes. He had either his hands spreading your legs apart, “Taste so fucking good for me.” He growled down onto your pussy. He moved his head back and forth, the feeling of his tongue moving across your folds made you audibly moan, “Jesus, Max.” You rocked your hips against his mouth.

You arched your back, hoping to earn more feeling from his tongue. Max noticed this and begin to suck harshly on your clit, your fingers found their way into his hair lacing themselves into it. A mixture of saliva and your juices trail down his neck as he eats like a man starved.

"Please, please, please. Ride me until I can't think straight," his lust filled eyes added to the begging and pleading he was doing. He wanted nothing more than to make you feel beautiful. And what better way to do that than to have you ride him.

He looked so good under you. his messy hair stuck to his sweaty forehead as he panted and grunted. "Louder, Max. Let me hear you," you raked your nails down his chiseled chest as you rode him. "No, there are people out th- fuuuuck," he throws his head back as you rock your hips back and forth. Grinding your aching clit against him. You stopped abruptly as you felt his cock twitch inside you. Letting you know that he was extremely close to cumming. So close, you could almost taste it. But can you blame him? You looked so good up there, taking everything you need from him. Of course he wants to give in. "Please, don't do this to me. You fucking tease," his arms snake around your waist. He pulls you forward, your breasts now flush against his face. "Let me hear you, now," He takes one nipple into his mouth. One of his hands kneading and massaging the other breast as he fucks up into you. His cock prodding at that sensitive area inside you.

Max smacks your ass once before motioning to switch positions.

"Fucking gorgeous, angel," he moans, pressing his face into the crook of your neck. Leaving a love bite there. He's becoming dizzy, one hand on your hip to steady you and the other gently placed onto your neck. He lifts your chin to give him more access to your neck. His tongue drags along up your neck and next to your ear. His husky voice clouds your brain as he grunts in a low tone, "Please cum for me, pretty girl." Your cunt gushes around his cock. He captures your lips in a sloppy, wet kiss as your velvet wall milk him. His orgasm follows closely after yours. He sits up, placing your hands over your head. His fingers interlock into yours, "Let me see you." His hips rut into yours as you both ride out your orgasms together.

Max collapses onto your chest with his fingers still intertwined in yours. He puts his head in the crook of your neck once more and inhales. You both share a small giggle as you catch your breathe. "They planned this didn't they."

"Obviously."

He lifts his head to look down at you. Noses, brushing against each other, there was nothing else that mattered. "I love you," Max holds his breath. Hoping that it wasn't too soon. "I know," you card your fingers through his hair.

The creaking of the door sends everyone scurrying back to their seats as you both exit the room. Hickeys, lipstick stains, and all.

“Sorry for locking the door on you guys.”

“You locked the door?”

“No!”

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almogchoices · 7 years ago

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Aww baby i want to help you 😭😭😭

I REALLY love it so far you are amazing tnks for sharing it with us 💗

Ps you better end it with them staying a couple 😭😭😭

Kaitlyn’s Diary p.5

My concept of kaitlyn’s diary entries throughout the 3rd book of tf. Idea came from @almogchoices .

Mon 2nd

Today was a good new start.

After Milly and I woke up we had a nice breakfast. I have no idea how I spent so much time away from her when I love her company so much. She was busy today though. James needed all his stuff packed to go to LA and I told Milly it might be a good chance for her and James to get some time together before he leaves.

It gave me a chance to meet with the band, without cutting into relationship time, and I got the tickets for the carnival! She going to love it! Im going to get my face painted as soon as we get there obviously. Im definitely thinking vampire, there’s too many ‘suck’ puns to not do it.

When I went to see meet with the band, we got in a little practice which was great. I love singing and the music is really coming along. Now that I’m working better with the time I have, this could be something I really see myself following.

After practice, I caught up with Natasha. It turns out, what she was upset about is that the band isn’t syncing with eachother well lately. Rachel is as despondent as ever, Amara is spending a lot of time with Darren and I’m trying to fix the mess that is my social life.

I suddenly don’t regret being a loner in highschool now…

I guess bailing on them yesterday wasn’t such a good idea; but it was either that or lose Milly forever. When the hell did everything get so complicated?!

Abbie cornered me earlier, too. She was talking about class attendance or something. I was only half there though. If she had wanted to talk about repairing this rift between us, I probably would have paid more attention.

Milly text me in the afternoon asking if it’s cool for James to steal my bed for the night. Something about having to be out of his apartment by a certain time. Im fine with that, it means I’m bunking with Milly which I’m never going to complain about. I did, however, need to move a few… certain items from my bedside drawer. Things that a girl should definitely keep away from her girlfriend’s close friend… 'nuff said. Also there’s the Polaroids I have of Milly in her lingerie… if James saw those (based on his huge crush on her) I think his head would pop!

When they got back I was totally ready for bedtime with my girl! But she looked so sad. We talked for a while about James leaving. She’s scared that he’ll make it big and leave her behind. I wish I could say that she shouldn’t think that way, but with chris blowing up on student council and me with the band, I guess I understand why she feels left behind.

She also mentioned that she and James visited Vasquez’ grave. That must have been hard. She hardly talks about him but it’s so easy to see the impact he had on her and how much she misses him.

I really should visit him too. After all, he did bring the girl I love back to me.

After a good cry (which she seriously needed) Milly said she needed some comfort, kaitlyn style! Now that, I can do!

Her body was like white fire. Burning so hot and bright. No matter what she’s going through, when we’re together like that, she’s so in control. Like, she knows exactly what to do and exactly what she wants.

I told her I could write a song about sleeping with her. She’s like my muse, it wouldn’t be hard.

She needed a night like tonight, we both did. She’s asleep on my lap right now. Im glad to see she’s not bored of having her head there after the last 3 hours, hehe. Im going to try to sleep too, Milly has an early start tomorrow, seeing James off at the airport. The least I can do is make sure she wakes up on time

Love Love Love xoxoxoxoxo K

Thurs 12th

Today was going so well… Until it wasn’t!

I was hanging with Rachel this morning. Half rehearsing, half just killing time while Milly met with her professor.

We went to the cafe around lunchtime and there she was, talking to chris. She said he’s working hard on a new proposal which is cool. Hopefully it’ll go better than the last one.

When I kisser her, though, she pulled back. Apparently I gave a look to Rachel before we kissed which upset her. It really was nothing. I told her I’d be back at the suite after my dress rehearsal tonight but she still seemed upset. I know I’m spending the day with the band again but I really am trying to fit everything in to a day. I wish she would just understand how I feel.

I’ve never had this before. Such a clear direction of where I want my life to go. Im more confident and sure than I ever have been. I don’t want to lose my girlfriend because of it, but I also don’t want to give up on it because she doesn’t like it. I just want everyone to be happy but between college, Milly and gutter kittens, I feel like I’m being pulled in three different directions and all of them are wrong!

When I got back to the suite, I only had time to get a quick shower before I had to leave. As soon as I got through the door, Abbie jumped on me for slipping my stats class. It felt like the smallest sacrifice so I could work everything else in to my day.

If she had given me time to explain, I’d have told her that the reason I had to leave again was because I was meeting with a study group at the library to try and catch up. I wonder if it would have even made a difference. I can’t do anything right these days.

Im drowning. I feel like I can barely keep my head above the water now and it’s just a matter of time before I sink.

I need to try to get out of this head space before my gig tomorrow. If only I were in an emo band. Our new songs use an aggressive sound… it’ll be hard to feel pumped up and aggressive when right now, I can’t feel anything.

Milly was agreeing with Abbie. Maybe they’re both right. Maybe I’m kidding myself.

I just don’t know what to do anymore.

I wish people would stop trying to fix things and just help.

Help.

Xxoo K

#the freshman #the sophomore #kaitlyn liao #mc x kaitlyn #kaitlyn x mc #again omg thank you so much for doing it because of my ranting ily milly 💕💕💕💕

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