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landoughnut · 3 months ago

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My Woman

♡ masterlist - request!

♡ pairing - max verstappen x fem!reader (fc - cindy kimberly)

♡ summary - max fighting with people thirsting in his girlfriends comments

♡ warnings - horny/simp max, crack, some fluff, some cursing, use of y/n

♡ w/c & a/n - smau | i actually love writing these ones but ive gotta learn how to do the other types of smau's people make with twitter and stuff ahahahaha

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exhaslo · 5 months ago

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Over-Time Ch13

(CEO!Miguel x Shy/Clumsy!Reader)

Ch1, Ch2, Ch3, Ch4,Ch5, Ch6, Ch7, Ch8, Ch9, Ch10, Ch11, Ch12

Warning: MINORS DNI, SMUT!!! sexual thoughts, slow-burn, mentions of sex, bullying, cussing, fluff, touch starved

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Never have you felt more confident than you have now.

The comfort and warmth Miguel was giving you, was nothing you have ever felt before. The sheer thought that such a man like him could want you this much...Well, it just gave your ego a much needed boost.

The only moment you were able to free yourself was when the two of you arrived at your place. Miguel broke the kiss for a mere moment as he followed your lead to your small apartment. Honestly, you were a little nervous.

Did you clean before leaving?

Were your clothes still on the floor?

"Looks like I have my work cut out for me," Miguel whispered as he kissed your shoulders, "Afraid to show me your place?"

"I-It might be a little messy."

"Oh, you haven't seen messy yet."

A shudder ran up your spine as Miguel pushed you inside, his lips ravaging yours. You could hear the door shut behind him as you struggled to kick your heels off.

The heat started to return as Miguel's hands began to roam your body once more. The sheer anticipation of the earlier intense session becoming more now was making you wet. Having Miguel long and thirst for you felt so nice.

Your body was craving Miguel. Recalling how he made you feel earlier only made this moment more delicious. Gasping softly as you felt your back touch a wall, you whined softly, wanting to reach your bedroom.

"So many bras," Miguel teased as he opened your door, "Why don't we add another one to the group?"

"I knew I didn't clean," You said with a small whimper of embarrassment.

Miguel just chuckled as he sat you on the bed, cupping your cheeks as he brought you in for another kiss. You felt the bed sink as Miguel began to hover over you. His weight making you sink further into this lustful hole.

Your dress slowly rising as Miguel rested his crotch against yours. Excited, you spread your legs and let him rut against your dripping core. Like lightening, you could feel the pleasure start to overtake you, making you his.

"Good girl," Miguel whispered against your ear as he stripped you of your dress, "Lovely."

"Miguel," You whimpered as he took your bra off next.

"Patience, my dear. No one will interrupt us this time."

Leaning your head back, you gasped as you closed your eyes. The sensation felt better than before. Miguel was slowing his movements, savoring every moment of this. You almost felt impatient at his speed, but at the same time, enjoying it.

Miguel's lips trailed down from your neck to your breasts. His tongue swirling against your nipple while his other hand groped and massaged your other breast. As he focused there, his rutting became rougher.

"Mphm~"

Biting your lower lip, you tried to suppress your moans. Your cunt was dripping wet, clenching to nothing but air. You wanted to feel more of him. You wanted Miguel to make you his.

"You're making this so hard," Miguel chuckled as he undid his pants.

"S-Sorry, it just feels so good," You admitted shyly.

"That's good,"

Miguel stole your lips again for another kiss as he undressed himself. Your hands reaching for his chest, stroking his toned body. This still felt so unreal.

Your eyes widen as Miguel's fingers circled your clit. Your moans grew louder as you squirmed in place. Miguel just kept chuckling at your reaction as he kept your legs spread. His fingers toying with your clit, enjoying the view.

"H-Haah~ M-Mig! I-I'm gonna~" You whimpered a moan as you reached your climax.

A rush of heat washed over you, slowly dying down as you caught your breathe. Miguel kissed your head before slowly raising your legs. Glancing towards him, you focused your vision towards Miguel's large dick.

Worry started to blend into your excitement. Biting your lower lip again, you gasped sharply as Miguel slowly entered his tip. It was painful as he kept pushing his way inside you.

"(Y/N), you're doing such a good job," Miguel groaned against your ear, "Taking me in so well,"

"Hn!" You arched your back as he stretched your walls.

"Feel how big I am? How well I fit?"

"D-Deep," You finally muttered, clenching against his dick, "A-And hot."

Looking into Miguel's eyes, you hummed as he wiped your tears away. Once more, the two of you shared a passionate kiss before Miguel whispered that he was going to start moving.

As Miguel pulled out, you felt a strange emptiness wash over you. Before you had time to register anything, Miguel slapped his dick right back inside you. A loud moan escaped your lips as you flung your head back.

You swore you saw stars as his tip hit your cervix. Jolts went up your spine as Miguel thrusted once more. With another moan, you started to feel immense pleasure with his thrusts. His dick filling you with each pump.

"So loud just for me. What a beautiful sight," Miguel groaned as he picked up his pace.

"Ah~ Mhm~ M-Miguel~" You cried out, wrapping your arms around his neck.

Your vision started to blur as you felt that heat from earlier start to rise again. Each thrust made your body hotter. This pleasure was nothing like you've ever felt before.

"M-Miguel~"

"Cum for me, (Y/N)."

With another few rough thrusts, that rush of heat washed over you once more. Your vision blurred as you cried out Miguel's name. Your pussy clenching his dick as you gushed all over his cock. Feeling light headed after such an intense orgasm, you tried to relax...

Tried.

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Miguel groaned at the sight of you turning into mess against him. The way your pussy fluttered and gushed all over his dick made him want more of you. Miguel needed more of you. It's been so long since he got to enjoy himself.

"Good girl," Miguel whispered.

Watching you pant for air, Miguel just smiled. He held your hips before continuing his charade of thrusts'. Your moans grew louder and more needy. Your body twitching as his dick slapped back inside you.

Miguel could see the glaze in your eyes. You were getting drunk off his cock already. This made his ego boost. With a grunt, Miguel felt his own climax approaching.

"Hah, (Y/N), I'm close," Miguel groaned softly.

You were babbling moans as your body began to twitch again. Miguel was bringing you to another orgasm again. How easy was it to break you and make you his. Grunting, Miguel hurried his pace before come to a slow stop, coating your insides white.

Taking a moment to catch his breathe, Miguel watched as you climaxed as well. Your body taking its time to relax as he slowly pulled out. You merely whimpered softly, your eyes slowly fluttering closed.

With a soft chuckle, Miguel was carful to pick you up, carrying you to the shower.

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Your body felt heavy. Opening your eyes, you slowly adjusted your vision to the light. You were in your room. Recalling last night, you face turned bright red. You and Miguel had sex...and it was the most amazing night of your life.

"Morning, (Y/N)." Miguel hummed as he entered the room, "Good thing you felt my schedule free today,"

"Ah-" Clearing your throat, you winced at how dry and scratchy it was.

"Sorry, mi amor (my love). I may have pushed you a little further for your first time. I'll be more careful next time." Miguel apologized as he gave you some water and some pills.

"I-It's okay...I-I....I enjoyed it..."

"So did I," Miguel pecked your lips, stroking your cheek as you drank the water, "Want some breakfast?"

"I'd love some."

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"And you're sure he stayed here all night?" Dana asked with a huff.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Hm, looks like I have to take another approach then."

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Next Chapter

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ashprince-of-bel-air · 2 months ago

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Little Dove: Part 6

It's longer than the others, 2.2k words. Blame the Works Xmas party for this also the smut I promised.

Part Five

Taglist: @cherryheairt

Life in the palace over the last few days had been an adjustment for you. Not having to dress yourself was a big change, you had maids to help you every day, this was something that you would have to get used to now that you lived here. Asking for anything, even absentmindedly was strange, an offhand comment about wanting something turned into a full job, servants bringing whatever you dared to wish for within the hour. This life was unreal to you, it made you make a mental note of thanking Emperor Caracalla for this treatment, it was not necessary, but you appreciated it nonetheless.

Caracalla had not visited you since the night you were brought here, his duties having kept him busy, especially with new Gladiator Games coming up, they needed to be properly organised, a spectacle to honor the Gods for their blessings upon Rome. A few times you felt that he had possibly forgotten about you, that once he had his little dove caged away he would be happy, knowing that you were his little pet that no others could touch. You tried to not let it upset you, you were now living in luxury, a life that you had never dared to dream of, surely that would be good enough for you.

It had become easy to adapt into a new routine here, no overbareing father to punish or admonish you for wanting read and craft, such interests were unbecoming of a young woman in his mind. Walking the castle grounds in the morning was a new delight for you, admiring the flowers around the large pool. Though you spent large amounts of time in the gardens of your fathers palace, it was incomparable to the grandiose of the royal gardens. The rest of the day was your own, yours to do with as you please, no itinerary or chores to complete. Most days now were spent with you in the royal library, free to read in silence. One thing that nobody could deny was that you were blessed by the Goddess Minerva, a thirst for knowledge and a love for the arts had been bestowed upon you from an early age. The library was like paradise to you, books upon books about history, art and philosophy, you had never felt more at home than within these walls.

Clothes were a bountiful gift upon your arrival, piles of rich silken dresses now sat in your wardrobe, it was hard to imagine when you would have time to wear the ever mounting pile of gowns. You were unsure of who was sending you these garments, assuming that it was from senators wanting to gain favour with you and the emperor, now that he had so publicly chosen you. In reality they were from Caracalla, having felt bad for not being able to see you he instructed his servants to send you lavish gifts, to adorn you with the of what Rome had to offer. Caracalla had never so openly pursued anyone before, he was unsure how to apologise for his absence and so did the only thing he knew to do and buy your love.

Caracalla felt awful that he had not visited you, partly because you had been uprooted and placed here in the palace on his whim, yet also because he was desperate to see you, craving the feeling of your skin and the dream of your lips upon his again. Most of the blame was placed on his brother Geta, knowing that he was keeping him busy so that he could not see you. Geta never desired for a wife yet he now found himself jealous of Caracalla, a deep yearning to be loved was in both of them and now his brother had found someone to give that to him. Geta’s stalling had gone on for long enough, no longer could he use the excuse of the Games to keep his brother away. Today Caracalla promised himself that he would see you, he wanted to see you desperately. Ever since he saw you so enraptured with your room he wanted you. It made him feel loved, to feel appreciated as he watched your eyes full of wonder, stirring a warm feeling inside of him that he had not felt in years, he yearned for it, like an addict wanting more.

The Gladiator Games were set to begin at sunrise, an event you were expected to attend with Caracalla now that he had claimed you. The thought of attending with him in the royal box again made your heart flutter, this would be the first time you had seen him since the night he welcomed you to the palace. A memory you delighted in most nights, remembering the feeling of his lips upon your neck and the tender kiss you shared, the memory often made you blush. Though you were excited you also had an overwhelming feel of anxiety, you needed to look the part of an Emperor’s consort, yet you were scared you would embarrass him. You had been raised in a higher society than most, though there were certain intricacies and hidden rules that the ruling class had that you did not know, you wanted to impress the emperor, to feel worthy of the station that he had now granted you.

Caracalla could think of naught but you most days that he was planning the games with his brother, the way you laughed and blushed made him hard. In council meetings it was almost impossible for him to not rub himself through the cotton of his robes, desperately seeking relief as he thought of you, a beautiful image amongst the boring politics. He would roll his eyes as his brother spoke, bored and more than desperate for you now. It killed him to be away from you now that you were living in the palace near him, he wanted to sneak away and join you in privacy, to revere you as the goddess that you were to him, to worship you on his knees as you deserved, the only woman who could bring an Emperor to their knees.

Whenever Caracalla tried to approach your room he was diverted by some other issue that could not be ignored, he told himself that if it happened again tonight he would personally behead the man who stopped him, nothing would keep him from devouring you tonight, he was almost feral at the thought of you now.

Silken dresses were thrown all over the floor as you ransacked your wardrobe, the maids had offered to help you find a suitable dress, yet your pride won over, your new freedom and desire to choose the correct outfit yourself was stronger than the need for help. Dress upon dress was examined and thrown to the floor in disappointment, each one not meeting your imaginary standards for an Emperor’s consort.

Emperor Caracalla entered your room silently, having finally made his way uninterrupted to your room, his prior warning to the servants to not disturb him had been very well understood. He pushed the heavy door open as quietly as he could, wanting to surprise you and see what you did in your own time, to gain more of an idea of who you were. Instead of a simple visage of you reading or painting he was met with a wild version of you, your hair was untamed and you looked manic as you examined and threw garments to one side in frustration. The sight of you so unbridled made Caracalla smile wickedly, he already knew that you were not one to conform fully to normal rules, but to see you so unhinged excited him even more so.

Caracalla approached you slowly and silently, the wide smirk ever present on his face. “My love, why do you abuse those beautiful dresses so.” You turned to face him, startled that he was seeing you in such a state, wild and surrounded by crumpled fabrics. No words fell from your mouth as you looked at him, you tried to speak but was very quickly interrupted by his lips upon your own, giving a deep throaty sigh as you finally felt him once again. Caracalla held no regard for the dresses as he made his way to kiss you, he stood upon them knowing that he could order more in an instant if he needed, his only goal was to have you in his arms and kiss you, hearing your moan as he kissed you set him alight, he needed you now and an Emperor takes what he wants.

The kiss was brief but passionate, as soon as the Emperor heard your moans you were lifted up. Caracalla had grabbed your thighs and lifted you, walking you to the bed nearby and dropping you roughly upon the mattress. The dishevelled look of you before him drove him wild, your hair was wild and your dress was now barely covering your thighs, it was sinful how you looked before him, the epitome of seduction was laid before him, and he would not resist. It was not long before you felt his hands upon your thighs, the cold hard metal of the rings making you shiver slightly before him, praying his hands would ride up further and address the heat now burning at your core.

It felt like heaven to feel Carcalla’s lips upon your neck once again, this time though it was more desperate, like he was hungry to feel you, nipping at your skin and trying to leave his marks upon you, to claim you as his. “My Emperor” a soft giggle escaped you as you felt his teeth upon you. “You can’t mark me like this, the games are tomorrow” Your tone of voice was a tease, you did want him to mark you and leave love bites all over your body, yet you had to appear publicly in the morning. You felt the reverberation of a strained groan against you neck as he bit you once more, Caracalla knew you were right and he hated that he couldn’t devour you properly.

You felt Carcalla rest his head in the crook of your neck and moan, his hands now stroking over your body hungrily, taking in everything that he could. The kisses began quickly, from you neck to your collarbone, working his way down your body, ripping the nightdress from you as he kissed his way to your core, he wanted to kiss every inch of your body and a nightdress would not stop him. Once he reached your core he was gentle, kissing your wet folds and embracing in the fact that he made your body react this way. You felt the soft grip of his heavily ringed hands on your thighs, and it made you sigh, a sigh that made Caracalla dip his tongue between your folds, his tongue now painting masterpieces upon you, eliciting noises from you that you never knew you could make.

Caracalla drank you in as much as he could before kissing his way back up your body, each kiss was full of desire and desperation, he had wanted to devour and consume you as soon as you were brought to the palace. His teeth upon your neck made you moan again, you felt his hands upon your hips now, holding you in place so he could position himself before you. You felt a weeping tip against you, stretching you for the first time, begging for entrance. “I’ll be as gentle as I can my little dove.” Caracalla whispered in your ear as you felt him press inside of you. You had never known a man before, this was an intimate moment for you and the emperor of Rome was being gentle with you, you felt in this moment how much he desired and cared for you.

Your walls stretched around Carcalla’s thick length; it was painful initially but then you felt how good he was inside you. His hand upon your clit, thumbing it to bring you pleasure as he thrust gently into you. Where he would normally ruin virgins he wanted to savour you, you were his and he wanted to feel your pleasure, a pleasure that only he could give you. The heat began to rise inside of you, pooling in your stomach and desperate for relief, your moans were now music to Carcalla’s ears, spurring on each thrust inside of you, desperate to bring you to climax as much as he wanted his own.

Finally, you felt your first climax, it was a wave of white-hot pleasure over your body. Caracalla kissed your neck as you came, his own climax was not long after your intense one, your throbbing walls made it had for him to hold back, spilling his seed into you almost immediately after. Carcalla buried his face in your neck, panting as he flopped his body onto your own after his climax. Your sweaty bodies were stuck together as you both panted, out of breath from the intense session. “I will make you my Emperess I swear” Caracalla’s voice was ragged as he spoke, interrupted by his kisses on your neck. Though you didn’t fully believe him, you laid there embracing the fantasy of being his emperess.

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legendary-69420 · 1 month ago

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☆o( "He Should Slow Down 🥺" — The F1 Driver Group Chat Chronicles )o☆ Genre: Fluff, Humor, Friendship, Lighthearted F1 Fanfic Warnings: none I guess

a/n : This is part 6 of the series (You can also read it without reading any previous part). This is not the part of my story racing hearts but is another AU for my character. Hope you enjoy it. _________________________________________________ (for context Mark has starred in a short film where he has played the part of a menacing psycho killer)

🏎️ Group Chat Name: "I Can't Lose Him 😭😭😭" 🏎️

[10:00 AM]

Lando: OKAY. I’M SAYING IT. THIS IS UNFAIR. Yuki: Nah bc HOW did he do that. Carlos: This man is a menace. Max: “This man has unreal power.” Oscar: I’m watching it again. Lando: SAME. Carlos: SAME. Yuki: 6th rewatch, let’s go. Max: I can’t believe that’s MARK. OUR MARK. Lando: OUR????? Yuki: YOUR?????? Max: I MEANT THAT AS A GROUP THING. Carlos: He’s not YOURS, bro.

[10:10 AM]

Oscar: But nah, let's be real. Oscar: That solo shot of him… Carlos: OH WE SAW. Yuki: 👀 Lando: 🔥🔥🔥 Max: I HAD TO PAUSE. Carlos: THE HAIR FLIP. THE MENACING CHUCKLE. THE LOOK IN HIS EYES. Oscar: Why did he lowkey look like he enjoyed being unhinged. Max: Not “lowkey.” He 100% enjoyed it. Yuki: That shirtless scene?? Nah, that scene changed me. Oscar: The world has been permanently altered. Carlos: THIS MAN TURNED GAY WOMEN STRAIGHT AND STRAIGHT MEN GAY. Max: 📢📢📢 Lando: I just know my For You Page is COOKED for the next 3 months. Yuki: Thirst edits incoming. I can feel it.

[10:15 AM]

Lando: MARK. Mark: What. Yuki: EXPLAIN. Carlos: NAH. DROP THE EXPLANATION RN. Max: HOW DARE YOU. Oscar: HOW LONG DID YOU KEEP THIS A SECRET?? Mark: Y’all acting weird again 💀 Lando: OH WE’RE THE WEIRD ONES??? Yuki: YOU'RE A PSYCHO IN THE FILM AND IN REAL LIFE. Max: THE HAIR FLIP, MARK. THE. HAIR. FLIP. Mark: 😂😂😂 Carlos: I HOPE YOU’RE LAUGHING IN HD CAUSE WE ARE NOT. Yuki: Liar. I’m watching it again.

[10:20 AM]

Charles: … Lando: oh. Carlos: OH. Yuki: he’s here. Max: Look who finally decided to join us. Oscar: What’s up, Charles. Carlos: Charles, did you watch it? Charles: ... Charles: No. Lando: LMAO. LIE AGAIN. Max: BRO’S IN HERE QUIETLY STARING AT HIS SCREEN. Oscar: I bet he’s on the spicy scene rn. Lando: THE SPICY SCENE. I KNOW IT. Carlos: Charles, you need help. Charles: I'M NOT WATCHING IT. Yuki: I CAN HEAR THE SCENE PLAYING IN THE BACKGROUND. Mark: Charles, you good? Charles: SHUT UP. Mark: ?? Lando: Bro is FUMING 💀💀💀 Oscar: Man is REWATCHING IT RN AND WE KNOW IT.

[10:30 AM]

Max: “Mark you trying to steal my girl?” Carlos: “Mark you trying to steal MY man?” Yuki: Mark, you trying to steal EVERYONE?? Oscar: Stealing hearts like it’s a hobby. Lando: Nah, Mark woke up and chose violence. Charles: Y’all are so ANNOYING. Lando: OH, WE'RE ANNOYING?? Carlos: Bro, you’ve been on the same 20-second scene for an hour. Max: Every time I refresh my feed, IT’S THE SPICY SCENE. Oscar: IT'S EVERYWHERE. Yuki: Every edit is just that one shot. Carlos: We lost him. He’s gone. Mark: Lost who? Lando: Charles. Yuki: Gone forever. Oscar: Charles Leclerc, 1997-2024, cause of death: thirst trap edits. Max: Rest in peace, king. Charles: BLOCK ME. Mark: Bro, what did I even do?? 💀💀💀

🏎️ Race Day — Post-Race Chaos

[3:00 PM]

Yuki: P3 FOR MARK LET’S GOOO Lando: 🔥🔥🔥🔥 Oscar: YOU DID THAT. Max: Look at him. Podium prince. Carlos: Rookie where??? I don’t see one. Lando: BUT WHERE IS HE GOING LMAO. Carlos: BRO JUST FINISHED THE RACE AND SPRINTED AWAY. Yuki: THE MAN DIDN’T EVEN CELEBRATE. Oscar: LITERALLY WENT “GG” AND LEFT. Max: He’s running like the cops are after him. Lando: IM CRYING HE’S TAKING OFF HIS RACE SUIT WHILE WALKING. Yuki: SHIRTLESS MARK RETURNS. Carlos: THE PEOPLE ARE GONNA EAT THIS UP. Max: Nah, bro is smooth with it. Unzipped, tossed his top, and kept moving. Charles: WHERE IS HE GOING. Carlos: TO HIS MOVIE PROMOTION, OBVIOUSLY. Yuki: HE JUST GOT P3 AND NOW HE’S DOING PRESS FOR A MOVIE. Max: "This man never rests." Oscar: "Booked and busy." Lando: MOVIE STAR LIFESTYLE. Carlos: He’s literally switching between “F1 Star” and “Hollywood Star” in 3 minutes. Yuki: Dual threat. Oscar: Name one man smoother than this. Max: I’ll wait. Charles: He should slow down. Lando: AWWWWWWWWWW. Carlos: NAH. Max: THE CONCERN. Yuki: 🥺🥺🥺 Oscar: Let’s frame that. “He should slow down.” Lando: Charles, you’re so soft for him. Charles: SHUT UP.

[3:30 PM]

Mark: What did I miss? Lando: BRO, YOU JUST DID A SPEEDRUN OF "MOST SUCCESSFUL PERSON ALIVE." Carlos: RACE FINISH, MOVIE PROMOTION, AND A THOUSAND THIRST TRAPS. Yuki: Multi-tasking at its finest. Oscar: HOW DO YOU DO IT. Max: Are you secretly five people? Lando: THE SHIRTLESS WALK. THE SMOOTHNESS. THE MOVIE PROMO. WHAT ARE YOU MADE OF. Charles: He should slow down. Mark: What. Lando: HAHAHAHAHAHA. Carlos: GOT HIM. Max: BUSTED. Yuki: "He should slow down" you’re so in love, bro. Mark: 😳 Charles: STOP TALKING.

[4:00 PM]

Carlos: Anyway. Yuki: Anyway. Oscar: Anyways. Max: "He should slow down" will live rent-free in my head forever. Lando: Making it the new chat name, give me a second. 🏎️ Group Chat Name Changed to: "He Should Slow Down 🥺" 🏎️ Charles: I’m leaving this chat. Yuki: You’ll be back. Mark: Always are. Carlos: GOT ‘EM. Oscar: ETERNAL.

______________________________________________________________ (If you want to know more about Mark...you can read it here in my story Racing hearts)

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rewritingcanon · 2 months ago

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nextgen characters and their type of “delulu”:

rose: she believes she deserves everything in life, and naturally she’ll get everything she wants bc shes awesome. like if something doesn’t go her way it’s literally never her fault. she’ll blame it on the most randomest things before she ever thinks to accept responsibility. it’s not her fault dark reunion is out to get her.

james: he’s not delulu he’s just actually delusional. about literally everything. not in the funny haha way. it’s causing him so much strife, somebody please ground this poor man.

albus: i’m sorry but he does have main character syndrome despite going on and onnn about how he doesn’t want attention and he doesn’t want people looking at him. he absolutely does want it he just doesn’t want people thinking about him as only a side character to his dad’s plot. he’s differenttttt guyssssss he’s so much more interestingggg 🙄

scorpius: king of delulu. like every type of delulu. have you ever seen any interaction with him and rose (“she told me to go eat rocks she wants me soooo bad 🤭”). do you remember the nicknames he gave himself. do you remember how his go-to plan was screeching at a newborn infant when he and al got stuck in time. and then he just carries on with his life like that all ain’t nothing. this is all such unreal levels of delusion it’s almost inspiring.

delphi: also unreal levels of delusion but it’s not inspiring it’s just concerning. i think the entire plot of hpcc would go under this.

teddy: so delulu it’s sort of sweet. and it’s for sure completely in the way young teenage girls use ‘delulu’ when talking about their crushes like he will get excited if his crush sends him one 1️⃣ look. he’s convincing himself that the celebrity they thirst over sort of looks like him kinda 🤔. he’s doing the name compatibility and zodiac compatibility and mbti compatibility tests online. he’s getting a palm reading done to see if they end up together. he’s writing “me and x are getting married” 300 times in his diary as a manifestation.

victoire: i feel like delulu is a scale in the shape of a horseshoe, stay with me yall. like on one side you have very delusional and that’s like scorpius level of goofiness. and that’s like comfortable delusion, in the clouds sort of delusion. and then on the other side, you’re so hyperaware of everything happening in life and all of your flaws and problems that i wouldn’t even call it grounded, at this point you’ve sunk through the ground and you’re just dangling there. to the point where this is also being delusional but you think you’re too aware to be it, and on that side you have james. and the people who are the least delusional are in the middle of the horseshoe and walk along the balance. and that’s victoire except she’s holding on for dear life to not get knocked either way. smiling through the pain though.

lorcan: lorcan will say the most mortifying thing imaginable or act super embarrassingly against his will to someone and as a coping mechanism he will actively convince himself that what he did wasnt that bad or he will comfort himself by thinking of scenarios where he did something different, so vividly to the point where he almost believes it.

lily: she’ll see a professional stunt artist or a oil painter with years of experience or a seasoned dragon trick rider and she won’t ever be impressed because she genuinely believes she could do all of that. “my toxic trait is that i think i can” ahhh.

lysander: if you look at him without an overly friendly expression on your face he’s going to believe you’re an opp.

hugo: he thinks he’s a good dancer bless his heart

roxanne: she genuinely thinks she’s a suave jock but she keeps tripping on air

dominique: when caught out in a lie during an argument, she immediately switched to “believe what you want to believe” and exits. she’ll still believe she was right too. #womeninmaledominatedfields

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lbxbx · 1 year ago

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Cockpit 4 | knj

Pair: Namjoon x reader

Summary: Namjoon goes through a rough time while getting a divorce, meeting you at the club two weeks in a row when attraction becomes unreal.

Rating: +18 mature content, Smut, divorce, fatherhood, anal play

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You managed to slip from underneath him and wear the tank top you were wearing earlier today, you rush to collect his pants and throw them in the washer. After all, it was you who spilled the wine.

You rush to the kitchen and open the fridge, you’re starving, and you’re very thirsty. You grab a bottle of water and unscrew the lid, you drink almost the whole bottle in one go to quench your thirst.

“Y/N?” You hear Namjoon’s footsteps coming closer to you, “Yeah?” You close the bottle and look at him when he enters the kitchen wearing only his boxers.

“I can’t find my pants.” This man looks like a lost puppy all the time.

“Oh, I hope you don’t mind.” You take out a water bottle and hand it to him. “I put it in the washer, I spilled some wine on it earlier.”

“Thank you.” He grabs the bottle and drinks, his throat bobbing to every gulp he swallows. “Is it going to take time?”

You turn and look at the washer. “95 Minutes. Do you have somewhere to be?”

“No, but it’s getting late.” He puts down his bottle, you cross your arms and look around for a second, should you ask him to stay?

Of course not. Your brain is still working after all.

“Are you okay?” He squints his eyes trying to read your mind, you need to say something quick and not stupid.

“I’m hungry, are you?”

He tilts his head and his eyes still search your face. “Yeah.” He says unsurely.

You feel like he’s going to pull the words out of you, so you decide to turn and open the pantry and take out a couple of cup noodles.

“I really like your place.” He makes small talk and leans against the counter with his arms crossed.

“You do? Thank you.” You turn on the kettle to boil water. “I was really lucky to find this apartment on sale.”

“You’re not renting?” He asks and you shake your head. “I was going to, but the owner put a last minute offer and I had some money on hand, so I just went ahead.”

He nods and looks around the kitchen, you look at him and follow his eyesight, “You wanna look around? Food needs a couple minutes.”

“Sure.” He uncrosses his arms, and you show him around your apartment, you really adore your place and take pride in it, you decorated it the way you wanted, painted the walls the color you liked, you even showed him your wooden poker table you had and he’s really amused by it.

“You can play poker?” He asks touching the table with his fingertips, you nod and just now it hits you, you have a man you just met in the club a week ago in your place, wearing only his boxers and touching your poker table.

“We should play sometime.” He looks at you when he feels your eyes burn his back, you wish you could kiss him all over it, down his spine and his broad shoulders, this man is big.

“We totally should.” You smirk, he walks closer to you and tugs a strand of your hair behind your ear. “Don’t look at me like that.”

You tease and look at his lips, not bothering to look into his eyes. “Hm? Like what?”

He licks his bottom lip and clears his throat, sealing the space between both of you, your chest now brushing against his, he looks down at you eyeing his lips and his brain recalls your face when you’re being fucked by him, that alone made him want you all over again.

“Like you wanna be fucked again until you can’t walk.” He spits out which makes your heart skip a beat and your breath to hitch. “Cause I’ll do it.” He even continues.

This man will be the death of you.

You stare at him with your orbs widened and your jaw slightly open, his lips twitch, he wants to say more but he hesitated for a second, “Y/N?”

“Yeah?” Your hands fall on his chest.

“Tell me about your sexual fantasies.” He speaks. “I have so many things I want to do to you.”

“You do?” Your face is heating up and your insides are clenching around nothing. “Gosh, I need to sit.”

“Let me help you.” His hands reach the back the back of your thighs and he carries you up, he puts you down on the poker table and gets down on his knees, you’re not sure where he’s going but you shut your knees closer to each other, he looks up at you and forcefully spreads them apart, revealing your bare cunt under your tank top.

His eyes locked onto yours, he prints soft wet kisses and bites on your inner thighs, all the way inside until you can feel his breath coming out from his nose on your pussy.

You struggle to stay in the same position, your core is too weak for this position and you’re already shaking, you need to hold on to something or change the position.

He cuts to the chase and he devours your pussy with his eager mouth, his tongue flicking your clit and sucking on it, you throw your head back and you feel yourself getting weaker by the second, your hand reaches for the back of his head and you hold onto his hair for dear life.

“You taste so fucking good.” He slides a finger into your clenching wet pussy and licks your clit once with his hot wet tongue, your eyes close partly when he curls his fingers inside you. “Holy fucking shit.” Your grip gets tighter on his hair, your legs close around his head which makes your core rest for a few seconds.

Namjoon’s hand again moves to the back of your knees and he pushes them towards your torso all the way, which makes you hold on to your own legs for support, his tongue moving down to your entrance and he pushes it in, his fingers spread your lady lumps apart, you stiffen when you feel him move further down to your puckered butt hole, he licks it with his tongue and prints kisses around it, it’s your first time ever and it feels..

Different.

You sit up and eye him very carefully, almost anxiously, his tongue flicking the hole and making it glisten with his spit before he rubs it with his index finger and slowly pushes it in.

You whimper and one of your hands moves to your mouth, “Namjoon.” He looks up at you with lazy eyes, his finger pushing further inside you, you cover your mouth with the back of your hand when you feel the pressure of his finger inside you, it’s extremely tight and a little weird for you, and you’ve never been a big fan of change.

“You’re so tight.” He wets your hole again and the slickness makes everything feel different and good, you throw your head back when he starts moving his finger in and out of you, his tongue licking long lines from your ass up to your clit, he even prints kisses on your inner thigh and bites it harder than before, then goes back to sucking your clit.

It was the sloppiest head you’ve ever had.

You’ve received head before but it was only men doing it weirdly and not even remotely close to making you satisfied. But Kim fucking Namjoon does it to make you enjoy the process and solely to satiate you and make you feel good. He made sure every single cell of your body is drugged with pleasure.

He’s doing things that you’ve never even thought about doing with anyone.

Hell you didn’t even know you were into, but he gives it to you like he knows you for years and knows what you’re into.

“I’m gonna cum.” You announce, he pulls back and takes his finger out with a subtle pop, your shoulders sulk in disappointment, you even stare at him for a second, he’s probably up to something and in fact, he is.

He carries you and you wrap your legs around his torso and pull him in for a heavy make out session while he walks to your bedroom again, he puts you down on your feet near your full body mirror, he turns you so your back faces him, and so you can face the mirror.

You can feel his bulge pressed against your ass which makes you panic for a second, you two just got to know each other and he’s already going to fuck you in the ass?

He yanks off your tank top and you hear a breath escape his lips. “Fuck, Y/N” He grunts, his lips hovering against your ear.

“Hm?” You’re already out of breath and you feel your wetness running down your thigh, you just want him to pound you endless.

“I’ve been wanting to fuck you since day one.” He whispers into your ear and pushes your hips back into his, his cock is rock hard like you didn’t fuck just 20 minutes ago. “I’ve been wanting to do things to you..” He continues, then buries his nose in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent. He finds your natural body odor insanely arousing.

His finger tips run up both your arms, then to your hair to run his fingers through, he smells your hair and pushes your hair aside to reveal your tattoo, he prints a kiss on the nape of your neck and licks your tattoo, the taste of your skin sits on his tongue, fuck he could easily bust a nut right now.

You feel goose bumps through your entire body and you shiver when you feel his finger tip running down your spine, he smirks in return and looks into your eyes through the mirror. “You want to see yourself getting fucked?”

You gulp and look at his reflection, standing behind you with his lips next to your ear, the constant clenching around nothing isn’t giving you a break, you nod slowly with your eyes locked into his. “Good.” He whispers and goes down on his knees. “Eyes on the mirror.”

You gasp when you feel him spread your butt cheeks and devour your pussy again, but this time from the back. Continuing what he couldn’t finish on your poker table earlier. “Fuck, Namjoon.”

Your hands struggle to find support again, you need to lean onto something or you will collapse. If not now, you’re only seconds away.

The only thing in front of you is the mirror and your palms lean on its frame, your back arches and your legs close when he shoves in two fingers inside you, his left hand sits on your lower back and he puts light pressure to get you to arch your ass back out for him, and you do, to which he delivers a spank to your ass and he grips on your ass cheeks and squeezes hard on it whilst jiggling it.

That alone makes you clench around his fingers, your cheek is pressed against the mirror, and your quickened breath fogs the mirror, the heat from your breath felt on the side of your face.

He can feel you close to cumming again, he pulls back and again you sulk and whine in frustration. “No not again.”

He audibly laughs before sitting up and pressing against your ass again, his hands working to pull down his boxers. “You can’t wait to feel my cock in your little tight pussy again huh?” His cock is into his hands and as he strokes the tip, you can feel his knuckles brushing against your ass and it drives you insane.

You push yourself with your palms away from the mirror to look at him through it.

“How hard do you want me to fuck you?” He asks.

Your fogged and high on sex brain doesn’t function out an answer, no matter how hard you want to tease him with something, you can’t.

Your insides are already missing his addictive touch and your body feels like utter inferno.

You look at your reflection in the mirror, Namjoon did fuck you up, your hair is messy and frizzy, your face is heated up and flushed red, sweaty too. The arousal in your body caused your lips to turn dark red and they’ve never been this plump, Namjoon aches to kiss you on the lips over and over. Your breasts are swollen and your nipples are hard and sensitive to the touch, even sensitive to room air.

Your entire body is glistening with sweat and your inner thighs have Namjoon’s bites printed on them and your arousal is coating those dark spots, your hips and your ass have Namjoon’s fingers marked on them and bruises from his palm.

Namjoon looks at you through the mirror and he’s totally satisfied with the way he made you look, but not fully satiated, he wants to do more to you and fuck you until you beg him to stop.

His eyes meet yours and you feel his dick rubbing against your folds, grinding and spreading your wetness all over your cunt, your hands sit on his for support and you hold onto them for dear life. He grabs your hips tighter and teases your entrance with his bare cock which feels insanely good for you, but it’s totally wrong, you can see his dick peaking through your thighs in the mirror.

“Fuck, No..” You moan in return and your hand moves down to cover your pussy, and you subtly push him, it hits him right away and he pulls back, he searches around the room for a second, trying to find his wallet.

He didn’t even bring his wallet to your bedroom, which makes you think his brain is fogged up too.

“There are a few in the night stand.” You spit out. “The first drawer.”

He lets go of you which you immediately lose your gate and your legs feel loose, he grabs you back almost immediately and smirks. “I haven’t even fucked you properly yet.”

You look back at him and your noses hit. “Oh fuck you Namjoon.” You hit his chest with your elbow playfully. “Go get a condom before your dick goes soft.”

He doesn’t hesitate to print a soft kiss on the side of your face and he whispers. “I’m gonna let go of you now.”

You lean your palms on the mirror frame again for support and he lets go and turns to take a condom out of your drawer, he rips the silver packaging open with his teeth and spits it out of his mouth before grabbing the condom and putting it on, all you see is his face focused on the task between his hands, the rest is blocked by the reflection of your body in the mirror.

He walks closer and grabs both of your palms away from the mirror and into his hands. “You want me to eat you out again?” He asks, his dick brushing against your ass which makes you roll your eyes at him. “Just fuck me already.”

You get weirdly impatient around this man.

“Alright alright..” He hooks his wrist with both of your arms behind your back and holds you still before rubbing the tip against your entrance, you even wiggle your ass down and try to land on his dick, but he clicks his tongue and whispers against your ear. “You’re hungry for my dick aren’t you?”

Your jaw drops slowly when he pushes his thick cock inside your wet pussy, and like a missing puzzle piece, your insides welcome his dick again and your bodies become one.

His other arm wraps around your neck and he pushes more of his cock inside you, you gasp when you feel him reaching that spot again, you throw your head back into his arm and clear your throat. “Slow.”

And he stops for a second letting you adjust and stretch around his throbbing cock, your legs can’t hold you anymore and you feel yourself not being able to stand up anymore, he grabs you by the waist tightly to support you which makes his cock unintentionally push more inside you. “Oh my god-“ Your voice came out loud and your back arches. He panics for a second because he thinks you’re in pain, he even grabs your waist tighter and looks down at you. “Fuck, sorry.”

You take a few breaths and put a hand on his wrist that’s wrapped around your neck, you look at him through the mirror and watch how he looks at you like you’re a fragile piece of glass.

He feels your eyes on him and he decides to look back at you through the mirror, his lips kissing your ear and neck softly, which gets you to relax around his dick and he’s able to push more into you until he’s ball deep.

“Go.” You nod, and he pulls his dick out of you throbbing pussy, keeping the dick in, before he pushes back into you, doing it multiple times before his speed goes up, with every thrust he knocks a breath out of you, you press your knees together and close your eyes shut. “Keep going.”

And he takes it as a sign to pound even harder into you, your tits bouncing to every thrust, he lets go of your waist and grabs both your elbows, pulling his dick fully out of you, he rubs your clit with it before slamming it back inside you all at once, he presses his lips against your ear and you can feel every breath that escapes his lips mixed with moans.

You always wanted to hear a man be vulnerable in bed and Namjoon gave it to you on a silver platter.

“F-fuck, ah..” His eyes close, “You’re gonna make me cum.” He slams harder into you, with each thrust he presses hard on his teeth. “Ah.. I love the way you make me feel.” His fingers wrap around your neck. “You make me feel so good, fuck.” He almost loses control with his thrusts but still manages to fuck you hard, the loud sinful noises of your skins hitting fill your room again. “Do you want cum around my dick? Hm?”

“I’m gonna cum.” You look at him through the mirror which wakes him up for a second, he looks back at you through your reflection with fire in his eyes.

He pulls his cock out and pushes you onto the bed, you land on your hands and knees, he puts his hand on your lower back signaling you to stay like this and you do, you put your ass up for him and he stands behind you, your hips in his hands, he spanks you on the ass once before pushing his dick back inside you and your hips meet again.

He goes back to pounding your soul out of you, both of you breathless, he gathers your hair in one hand and pulls you closer so your back meets his chest, the angle change making you near your high, the knot in your stomach is so close to snapping, he bites your ear and whispers. “Tell me how much you like being fucked like this.”

“Keep fucking me, don’t stop.” This barely makes it out of your lips, his hand reaches to your breasts and he pinches your nipple with two fingers, “Cum for me.” He says and in a click of a button your knot snaps inside your stomach and a heat wave goes through your entire body and down your back, you’re squirting against his dick which you never realized you could do, you gasp and look down at your pussy gushing out cum. “Fuck-“

Your muscles relax and your chest heaves up and down, It takes Namjoon seconds before he bursts his nut into his condom while throwing his head back. “Fuck.” The muscles on his chest tense when he fucks you through his orgasm, he falls down beside you on the bed, both of you collapsed next to each other, he’s on his back breathing fast and you’re face down on the sheets.

Both of you fucked and tired.

It’s only seconds later, you look at him and he looks back at you, both of you let out a soft laugh, he closes his eyes. “You’re fucking amazing.”

You grin at that compliment even though you should be the one giving it to him. You lay down on your back and turn to him, he sits up and rolls the condom off of his dick, before twisting a knot into it and throwing it in a bin, he leaves the room for a second, then comes back to the bedroom with a pack of cigarettes in his hand, he sits on the bed again, elbows on his thighs, he puts a cigarette between his lips and lights it up.

All you see is his carved back and his head leaning back to blow smoke, you watch him carefully for seconds, you can’t seem to take your eyes off of this man.

You sit up on your knees and wrap your arms around him from behind, printing a few kisses on his shoulders and back before grabbing the cigarette from his hands and putting it between your lips, you turn to straddle him and sit on his thighs, he seems startled for a second, you take a drag and blow out smoke away from his face before offering him back his smoke.

“Stay the night.”

“What?” He heard you the first time but he’s just making sure.

“You heard me.” You smirk. “You can leave in the morning, it’s too late now and your pants aren’t even done.”

He stares at you in the eyes, and he sees that you genuinely want him to stay and there’s no harm. It’s just one night.

He grabs the smoke from your hand and takes a puff, blowing smoke away from your face and lifting an eyebrow at you, “Okay.” He nods.

You get up from his lap and almost lose your balance, his hand reaches fast to grab you but it lands on your ass.

“I can’t tell if you’re helping or if it’s an excuse to touch my ass Namjoon.” You turn to look at him, he stands up and takes another puff from his smoke before offering it back to you. “I don’t need an excuse to touch your ass, Y/N.” His chest brushes against yours, you take the cigarette and put it in between your lips, taking a long drag.

You did have friends who smoked back in college, you took occasional puffs here and there, but you don’t really like it that much.

You blow smoke into his face. “Go shower. We totally forgot about the water we boiled for the noodles.”

“Hmm..” He puts a finger under his chin and pretends to be thinking. “Noodles or sex?”

You giggle playfully and hit his chest, turning to catch your tank top you throw it on and turn on your bathroom light. “I have everything you need in here.” You guide him into the bathroom. “Shampoo and conditioner are by the shower head, I have extra toothbrushes in the second drawer, and the blow dryer is in this closet.” You point at the closet under the sink before you hand him a towel, he nods and scratches the back of his neck, shifting awkwardly in his spot.

“What?”

“I have nothing to wear.” He looks down at you.

“Oh, you can stay in your towel if you want to.” You shrug nonchalantly, he crosses his arms and says with a hint of a pout. “Of course I can’t.”

“Unless you want me to lend you a thong.” You offer him. He squints his eyes. “I’ll choose the towel thank you.”

You leave the bathroom and go back to the kitchen, the water you boiled earlier has gone cold, you boil it again before picking out side dishes from the fridge, cup noodles were enough earlier, but not anymore when you’re past two rounds of heavy pounding.

It’s minutes after, both of you seated on your kitchen table and eating like you’ve never seen food before, you admire this guy even more, he’s not like any of the guys you slept with.

He has manners when he’s eating, he doesn’t chew loud, nor with his mouth open, he wipes his mouth clean after every bite, he doesn’t even speak with food in his mouth.

“You know what I find weird?” He asks, scraping the last of his ramen into a spoon. You look at him and wait for him to finish. “We slept together and we don’t even each other’s ages.”

“Oh yeah.” It hits you now too, you put your chopsticks down and take a sip of water. “I think what matters most is that we’re both adults.” You shrug.

“Mhm.” He agrees, then eats the last spoonful of ramen.

“But really how old are you?” You contradict your previous point which makes you earn a subtle laugh from him.

“I turn thirty in September.” He says right after he swallows his bite. “You?”

You nod, he actually does look thirty.

You lean your elbow on the table and put your chin into your palm. “Try to guess.”

“That’s a very risky game.” He shakes his head. “I refuse to guess.”

“Come on, at least try.” You whine, you’re genuinely curious to know how old he thinks you are.

“Hmm..” He leans both his elbows on the table and leans closer to stare into your eyes, tilts his head and squints his eyes for a second. “A gorgeous face with an insanely hot figure.”

You clear your throat, he leans closer and his nose hits yours. “With your beautiful ass and a tight pussy like yours?”

Your head is spinning, your mouth opens but you pause for a second.

He blurts out your exact age and guesses right, but something tells you that he knows that before and you look at him suspiciously. “How’d you know?”

“You have your medical degree hung up on the wall.” He smirks. “It has your birth date on it.”

“Such an idiot.” You hit him on his chest and get up to clean the table. He laughs and helps you discarding the empty ramen cups.

“I’m just messing with you.” He stands behind you while you’re cleaning the only dish you used, “But I was serious about your face and your body, you’re fucking gorgeous.” He presses against you cornering you against the sink, you shiver when you feel his breath down your neck. “You’re going to be the death of me, Kim Namjoon.”

He bites the skin on your neck softly and whispers. “I’d fuck you again but I would kill for some sleep now.”

You won’t even try to refuse if he offered more sex, you can’t get enough of him.

It’s almost 3 in the morning, the room is completely dark and it feels warmer than usual even when the air conditioning is turned on. You blame it on your dreams and what happened earlier with the man lying next to you.

You turn to look at him, sleeping on his side and covering just his lower half, he slept naked considering his clothes weren’t dry nor comfortable enough to sleep with.

He looks incredibly alluring even when he’s asleep, you were sucking his cock in your dreams just a couple second ago and it felt amazing to be in control and pleasure him. The heat between your legs makes you whine in frustration, you have to wake him up.

No no.

You Need to wake him up. Now.

You take the covers off of you, sit up and straddle his hips, not fully landing on top of him, the blanket still covering his lower half. You bury your face in his neck and kiss him there softly, once, twice, thrice, then up to his ear, you lick it and blow air softly into it, which makes him shift in bed. “Mmm.” He groans and opens one eye. “Y/N, are you okay?”

Now you fully land on his lower half, the blanket is still stopping you from touching his cock with your cunt. You grab his head into your hands and kiss him on the lips softly, he’s still half asleep so he hardly kisses back. “We have to get some sleep.” He mumbles.

You’re totally unbothered by his statement, so you kiss him again and go down to his neck, licking a long line from his collarbone up to the back of his ear, then kiss him there, moving down to his neck and giving him soft bites.

His hands land on your hips and he hums in return. “Are you up?” You ask him, he nods, his eyes half open. “Good.” You say sternly.

You move down to his chest and kiss him, sucking on some spots here and there, then moving down to his stomach, you print a few kisses on it then gaze at his trail of pubes, the excitement in you is indescribable, you’ve never wanted to blow a man this much.

He feels you moving down and he knows what you’re about to do, he sits up on his elbows and looks at you, his hair messy and his lips pouty, eyes half open. His hand reaches for your hair and he tugs it away from your face and behind your ear.

His mind is still foggy from being in deep sleep, but his body is already on fire, he can’t remember the last time he got his dick sucked.

You pull the blanket off of him and grab his hardening dick in your hand, trailing a few wet lines of saliva on it to make it wet, you stroke it slowly and kiss his upper thigh while looking up at him. He’s fully conscious and alert.

“I’ve been wanting to taste your dick.” You tease him with your sleepy voice. “Will you please let me suck your dick?”

That alone makes his dick fully erect in your hand, and it even twitches which makes you giggle sexily at it, you stick your tongue out and slam his dick onto it a couple of times, making it completely wet.

“Fuck, Y/N.” His bottom lip sits between his teeth and he takes a long exhale when he feels your tongue licking his dick from the base to the very tip slowly but repeatedly.

The leaking tip finally sits inside your mouth and you wrap your lips around it, and like you’ve never eaten a dick before, you devour it, you want to feel his dick on every taste bud, and he tastes fucking good.

You’re hungry for him and eager to pleasure him, you want him to feel your mouth and cum inside it.

“You look so fucking beautiful with my dick in your mouth.” His hips move up to push more of his dick inside your mouth. You’re soaking wet for him.

You were lucky you’ve never had issues with your gag reflex, it’s hardly even there which is what makes you give the best blow jobs ever.

Your head bobs lower and to take more of his enormous dick inside your mouth, you will have terrible jaw pain in the morning, but he’s fucking worth it.

You can feel the tip of his dick tickling your uvula which makes him tense and sit up for a second, you land even further down and his dick is now fucking your throat. “Shit your mouth feels so fucking good.”

You pull back from his dick and stroke it again, coughing a couple of times and looking into his eyes.”I want you to cum down my throat Namjoon.”

He has the look of the lost puppy on his face again, he cannot believe you just said that, his jaw even drops and his eyes move back and forth between your left and right eye.

You lick his balls once which makes him spread his legs a little wider. “Will you?”

Your question snaps him out of his thoughts, he nods slowly and you’re more than satisfied with his answer. You took the man off guard what were you expecting.

You stroke his cock again and suck on his balls, hallowing your cheeks and running your tongue up and down his sack, you move further down to his ass and you lick his hole once which makes him flinch and almost close his legs, he grabs you by the head and gasps. “What are you doing?”

Your eyebrows form into a clear frown. “Rimming your ass clearly, do you not want me to?”

“It feels weird.” He shakes his head in denial.

“You fingered my asshole earlier.” You shrug, your hand still stroking his cock. “It was weird too.”

“But it was good weird, wasn’t it?” He asks, out of breath, he’s already about to cum.

“And does this not feel good weird?” You raise an eyebrow and look at him challenge, most men do enjoy their ass eaten but won’t even admit.

It takes him a few seconds to think, he clearly enjoyed it but he’s denying it.

“Fine, I won’t do it again.” You lick his balls again and suck on them, before putting his dick back into your mouth, his tug gets harder on your hair and he starts moving his hips up to fuck your face, slamming into your throat roughly until audible gags are heard, his balls slam against your chin and your tears are already streaming down on your face.

“I’m gonna cum.” He announces, out of breath. You pull his dick out of your mouth and try to catch a breath, you kiss his dick a couple of times and look at him in the eyes. “I wanna feel your cum down my throat.”

“Come on baby let me fuck your mouth again.” He runs his thumb on your bottom lip, you stifle a grin at the pet name and put his dick back into your mouth, his hand goes back to pull your hair, and he slams into your throat again, sloppy gagging sounds fill your room, your nails dig into his thighs, you need to catch a breath but he’s already close to cumming, so you decide on holding your breath longer.

“Fuuuck.” You can feel his cum down your throat and he fucks your face through it, releasing a loud breath with each ribbon he shoots. “Oh my fucking god.” He lets go of your hair and throws his head back into the pillow, you pull his dick out of your mouth and kiss his lower stomach and thighs while catching a breath.

“You’re fucking incredible.” He leans his wrist on his forehead and clears his throat. You crawl up to him and catch his lips into a soft kiss, he kisses back immediately and pulls the cover over both of you, and you sleep in his arms, which you normally would refuse to do because it feels intimate, but you’re both too tired to think.

You turn in bed, your joints all feel loose and your back hurts, your head even feels heavy and you’re craving more sleep.

You’ve always been a morning person, you like waking up early and working out at home or even taking a jog around your block, take a shower and grab a bite before planning out your day. Even if you slept really late, you’d wake up early and just nap during the day.

You let out a gasp when you finally open your eyes, your vision still blurry. There’s a man next to you.

You must’ve been in deep sleep to even forget he spent the night here. Although the reason you’re in deep sleep is because he pounded you hard last night he just knocked you to sleep.

He opens his eyes and looks up at you, a lazy smile on his face, he rubs his eyes and crawls closer to you, leaning his head on your chest and hugging your body closer, his hands tugging on the short silk dress you’re wearing.

You hesitate a second before wrapping your arms around him, hugging his warmth closer to you.

He looks up at you and his eyes shift between your eyes and lips, before he gives your lips a soft kiss. And the moment his lips land on yours, your phone starts ringing, you kiss him back quickly before reaching to grab your phone, it’s Hoseok.

“I need to answer this.” You look at him, he nods and lazily buries his head in the crook of your neck, you swipe your phone screen and answer the phone. “Hobi?”

“Are you still asleep? It’s 10 in the morning, are you okay?” Hoseok knows you wake up early so he genuinely thinks you’re sick or something.

“No I’m fine, I went to bed late.” And you’re trying so hard to focus but the man in your arms won’t let you. His lips are kissing behind your ear and down your neck, licking some spots with his warm tongue, and his arms are hugging your waist closer to his, his morning wood felt as it is against you.

“I found you the screws you were looking for, you know for your pantry shelves. Do you want me to come over and install them?”

It’s totally not the time, and the man you stated your fear of to Hoseok is in your bed. Now your body tenses because Hoseok knows the pass code to your door and he could come any minute.

“Of course, but I need to shower and finish a few things first, okay?” You see Namjoon’s head disappear under the blanket and he’s kissing your thighs and spreading them apart to sit between them, he pulls your panties to the side and kisses your cunt lovingly like he didn’t fuck it the night before.

“Okay, I’ll get breakfast too, I just got off work and I haven’t eaten anything.” At this point you could agree to anything because you just want to end the call before you get busted.

“Cool, okay.” You sit on your elbows. “I’ll see you later Hobi, thank you for the screws.”

“I’ll see you.” He finally hangs up, you throw your phone down on the mattress next to you and throw the blanket down on the floor.

Namjoon looks at you ever so innocently before he shoves his middle finger inside your hole, which makes you whimper and bite on your lips. “It’s still morning.”

“You’re allowed to suck my dick in the middle of my sleep, but I’m not allowed to eat your pussy when I wake up?” He smirks and kisses your clit softly. “I’m just saying thank you for letting me stay the night.” He curls his fingers inside you and you hold onto the sheets while throwing your head back. “Oh Namjoon..”

“Hm?” He spreads your pussy open and sucks onto your clit, flicking his tongue against it which makes you wet in a snap of a finger.

“Sucking your dick in the middle of your sleep was fucking worth it.” You look at him and move your hips with his fingers, creating a slow grind on his face. He laughs at your words and climbs up to kiss you on the lips, his fingers sliding out of you. “You liked sucking my dick didn’t you?”

You sit up and push him down on the mattress, before reaching for your nightstand and grabbing out a condom and putting it on your pillow. You climb on top of him and straddle his thighs, slowly but gently landing on his erection.

“So you’re into morning sex, Kim Namjoon?” You grab his hands into yours and lean down to kiss the corner of his lips, slowly grinding against his bare cock, his grip tightens around your hands and his eyes scan your bodies. You go down to his long neck and satisfy your urge to kiss it, using your teeth to bite on his skin gently, what grabs your attention is his necklace.

It had a barely noticeable heart chain, with the name ‘Jay’ engraved on it.

“Who’s Jay?”

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saintslewis · 10 months ago

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𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐎𝐅𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐀: 𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐀 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 🪩

𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 | 𝐋𝐇𝟒𝟒

pairing: sir lewis hamilton x fem oc; Nadia Hamilton

summary: social media posts from the most recent chapter! <3

warnings: twitter environment, cussing

saint’s team radio 🎀: 2 for the price of 1 😝. did not mean to take so long so here’s a little gift 🫶🏽

pic credit: pinterest and ig!

fc: @/unclewaffles_ on ig

plastic off the sofa: chapter 7

renaissance: the masterlist

Twitter!

Instagram!

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nadiahamilton versace x dua lipa.

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pinned!

nadiahamilton guys my back tat looks so delicious

loriharvey YOU’RE JOKING? NADIA

nadiahamilton hello 🤭

user and what if this causes my hospitalisation?

dualipa i was so lucky to see this in person

nadiahamilton thank you for such an amazing show!

versace 💗

lilymhe i fainted a couple of times

arianagrande WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU JUST WAKE UP AND LOOK LIKE THIS

nadiahamilton i don’t, i swear 😭

kehlani can your man fight

haileybieber you look like a dream 🥹

user whatever your affirmations were, hand them over!

sza that ass is SITTING

francisca.cgomes i am begging for one chance

alexandrasaintmleux me too omg

user i don’t think you understand what you’ve done now

nataliatheedon you’re actually unreal WHAT

latto777 it’s actually so unfair that he gets you to himself

iamcardib like it’s actually pissing me off rn

amaraonmars this is insanity. do it again

jackharlow oh you was serious

user white boy, what are you talking abt? 🤨

user probably something at the party

user and dare i ask who took the photos….

user there could only be one selfish man who did this

user not you calling him selfish 😭😭😭

lewishamilton had to take a breather

charlottieee we’ll give you your pump, grandpa

fencer THIS IS SO CRAZY???

nataliatheedon CHARLOTTE YOU CAN’T SAY THAT 😭

lewishamilton hi mrs hamilton

nadiahamilton hi 🤭

user they had to remind y’all REAL QUICK

nadiahamilton

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nadiahamilton hello monaco! (can we pls focus on how good he looked)

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user publicly thirsting over him, aren’t you embarrassed?

user girl that’s her husband…..

carmenmmundt we need to get together like that soon, it was so much fun!

lilymhe i felt like i was in a chick flick

francisca.cgomes not when you tripped and your ice cream fell ‼️

alexandrasaintmleux kika let’s be nice but YES tinkerbell, i need another girl’s day or else i will combust

user YOUR SHIRT??????

nadiahamilton super cute right?

user it’s so iconic!!!!

user nadia liked and favourited an edit of mine, just wanted to flex 🙏

user now why would you expose that girl’s secret like that (share the edit)

nataliatheedon monaco isn’t a real place, hope that helps!

nadiahamilton if i were you, i’d keep quiet 🫵🏽

nataliatheedon 😧

user i have the slightest feeling that you can cook, can you?

nadiahamilton yes?

user since no one is talking about it, yes he looked so good that day Nadia

nadiahamilton THANK YOU LIKE SOMETHING WAS IN THE AIR THAT DAY

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f1femmepost bumping into nadiahamilton was the highlight of our Monaco Grand Prix weekend! Tell us what your favourite interview moments were!

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user “is this one of those tiny mics?? I LOVE TINY MICS”

user “i promise you, go up to one of these white people and they will give you a paddock pass. i’ve seen it.”

user “sorry i gotta fix my nose ring hold up”

user “there are days where he sounds incredibly british and it’s just so interesting to hear.” “but he is-” “and that’s what makes it better!”

user “these are my ladies, those drivers couldn’t stand a CHANCE!”

user a dog and its owner walk by: “omg look at it, i wanna squeeze that dog.”

user “i won’t hold you, i’m craving a big ass bowl of pasta rn.”

user *sings in the most angelic voice you’ve ever heard*

user “i’ll never stop being a teacher, it’s so much fun.”

user “if you’ve got extremely blue eyes, do not stare at people, it’s so scary. i’m talking about you, pierre gasly.”

user “omg you’re craving cupcakes? let’s go get them!”

user “you like that bag from gucci? let’s go get it.”

user “i love laying on the floor so much.”

f1femmepost because of all these posts, we love Nadia Hamilton so much! 🫶🏽

saint’s notes 🎀: this took so long yoh, hope you enjoyed!

#☆ ‧₊˚ saint’s media pen #saint writes #renaissance: the series #thank you for 750!!! love you all

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oxymorayuri · 9 months ago

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Hiii i read the acex reader i dont remember the title but its the one where she was the revolver?

I wanted to request more parts for it please BCS THE WAY U WRITE IT ITS SO CAPTIVATING I CANT

So yes thats all i wanted PLEASE DO CONSIDER 🙏

It will get me through my exams 😔🔫

❞𝐍𝐨 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬❝

Part two

If you haven't read the first part yet, you can find it here or the storys masterlist. ♡♡♡

✦ Pairing: Portgas D. Ace x Reader ✦ Warnings: cussing/language, suggestive content ✦ Spoiler: none

A/N: Aw that is so cute! You know what? Why not? I really fell in love with the revolver too. I had to think of something to continue it but see for yourself, I hope you like it sweetie. PS: I hope everything goes well with your studies <3

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𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐓: wudus6

Everything before your eyes appears as if you're looking through a curtain. Time passes more slowly, every touch seems both intense and unreal, but you feel the desire.

There is nothing but desire... the thirst for more.

Light as a feather, you feel as if you are not even in control of your body. But that's not a problem. You enjoy every second, no matter how blurred everything seems to you.

Perhaps because you know that it is nothing more than just a desire. Your movements are rhythmic and you try to intensify the feeling with every thrust, but there are limits to how much you can feel.

Your options are small but you are grateful for what is in front of you.

You can dimly see the lust shining in Ace's eyes, while barely feeling his hands on your hips as they guide you into bliss. Your mind is constantly shifting between lucid yet dazed and one moment you are riding him while the next his lips are caressing yours.

Full of pleasure you close your eyes, your voice says 'more' but you don't feel your lips moving and although your eyes are closed, it gets brighter and brighter behind your eyelids…

You groan in annoyance as you pull the covers over your head. Damn that sucks. This isn't the first dream you've had about Ace, but it's never been as intense as this one.

You cannot escape the images of the things that happened between you and you keep dreaming about that night on the beach. A whole week has passed since then and you and Ace are far from what you could have become and whose fault is it?

Yep, yours.

The angry wiggle in bed gets you nowhere, but you are so annoyed by the situation that you have to let it out.

After your fit of rage, you look up at the ceiling of your room in defeat. Slight dark circles adorn your face because it takes half an eternity for your brain to finally shut up. You don't even want to think about Ace and when you are surrounded by complete silence, his face automatically appears before your eyes. You've spent a few nights tossing and turning in your bed because every time you close your eyes you see him. No matter how tired you were, you couldn't get a wink of sleep.

You tousle your hair. Your ego is so big that you would rather die than approach Ace.

You wonder why you reacted the way you did. After your night, you woke up alone in your room and even though you didn't expect him to be lying next to you, you wished for it.

Loneliness engulfed you and as lonely as you felt, the more you didn't want him to get near you. You felt so available and that's a pretty strange feeling for you… Would it have been different if you had woken up next to him?

You'll never know.

As usual you gave him the cold shoulder but this time you had an additional reason... but somehow you feel a bit childish about it now.

Your thoughts are spinning around. What is your reason anyway? The answer seems to secretly pile up inside you and that makes you nervous.

Should you really have reacted like this? You haven't said a single word to each other. Okay, you haven't said a single word to him… At least he tried, you have to give him that, but after 3 days he had given up. He just leaves you alone and doesn't even get on your "nerves" like before. Nothing nada

Somewhat sadly, you pull your knees towards you and put your head down. You can only blame yourself.

You idiot!

If it wasn't for Jozu, you would probably never have come out of your cabin. He actually managed to get you out of the room.

Well, he more or less dragged you out. He just barged into your room, came up to you without saying a word and grabbed you by the neck. You noticed him, but you didn't have the strength in your bones to really react.

Somewhat belatedly you grab him by his bulky arm but every attempt is in vain and when you realized, that he wanted to leave your room with you, all alarm bells rang in your head.

Like a wild animal, you tried to escape from his grip but no matter how much you scratched him or how hard you hissed, he wouldn't budge. You feisty thing. Without paying the slightest attention to you, he brought you onto the deck and although you were brought here rather roughly, he set you down on the ground with care.

"Touch me like that again and…!!!!!" You are caught off guard when your mouth is suddenly covered with tape; you hadn't expected that. You can only grumble in anger and your eyebrows furrow up furiously as you look up at your commander.

"Hah your stare can't do anything to me you stupid ass!" He makes fun of you while he ties your arms and legs and you have no chance to resist.

The big man took a step back as he watched you wobble pathetically back and forth. You try to free yourself because you are beginning to feel that you are in a critical situation.

Your strength returns and the ropes loosen. Jozu doesn't hesitate any longer and immediately ties you up completely from head to toe, which looks ridiculous. Like a mummy, with only your head free, he leaned you against the ship's mast.

From behind you, you hear Ace apparently going through something similar as you and suddenly he is thrown to the ground in front of you by Marco. He wasn't set down as gently as you were, and with a pained look he rubs his cheek, which has just kissed the ground.

"What's wrong with you guys?" Confused, he looks at the men in front of him who just look down at him with stern expressions and folded arms. Jozu's eyes wandered over to you and Ace's eyes followed his. With shock written all over his face, he looked at you with widened eyes.

Without commenting, he looked back at the two commanders and then Marco broke the silence.

"What have you done Ace." Marco's voice seemed a little threatening. Astonishment spread across Ace's face.

"ME?" Startled, he pointed his own finger at his chest. "I have done NOTHING!" He defends himself with a slightly raised voice.

You want to laugh out loud but the tape stops you.

"I don't know what happened between you, but one thing is clear and that is that the two of you have something to sort out!" Jozu lays out the facts.

"You're so wrapped up in your thoughts that you're constantly setting yourself on fire and even if it doesn't hurt you, it's affecting the people around you." His gaze went to you as he noticed your muffled laughter. "And you? We don't even need to talk about you, y/n. But let me refresh your memory. First you shouted at Ace, then you didn't say a word to ANYONE and then you didn't come out of your room for two whole DAYS!!!" The commander breathes in and out, somewhat exhausted.

You weren't even aware that you were behaving outrageously, but now that Jozu has reminded you, you can't deny it. Ace is bothering you and you are bothering him.

Marco touches his forehead, somewhat distraught.

"Listen, if Newgate gets wind of this, he'll talk to you… is that what you want?!" You both shake your heads in panic at the same time.

"I thought so." - "Ace, you were last with y/n that night and she's been so nasty ever since. Did something happen between you?" Jozu interjects.

He exhales a little helplessly and drops his shoulders.

"hahhh, I don't know… I thought we had a good time but the next day everything was different than I thought and that's why I wanted to talk to her to find out what I did wrong!" He turns to you and for the first time you see a look on his face that you never expected to see. He looks angry with a hint of confusion.

"But SHE doesn't want to talk!" he points his finger at you like a child. Offended, you grimace. Luckily, the tape is stuck to your lips because no matter what you would have said, it wouldn't have made any sense anyway. You're so irrational that you don't even recognize yourself.

The two standing men looked at each other and nodded. You and Ace don't quite understand what's happening now, but you'll find out soon enough.

Marco grabbed Ace by the shoulder and led him ahead of him. Ace doesn't really resist and starts to move. When Jozu approached you, you didn't want to leave the stage without a fight. You tried to move like a worm to escape from your commander and even though he admires your efforts, there's no point in trying to escape, because you're just as fast as a worm - not at all. Jozu has an easy time with you and throws you over his shoulder.

The two of them threw you into a prison cell made of sea stone and before they locked the cell, Jozu freed you from your full body bondage. You are glad that your mouth is free again because now you can finally let out all the bad words you have left for Jozu.

"You son of a bitch! Just wait until I'm out of here, then you'll be given a bloody surprise… I'm telling you!"

But you idiot threw yourself against the bars to grab the big man, forgetting that the bars are made of sea stone and that you now have the power of a devil fruit that you still have to get used to.

The energy sapping feeling in your body is sudden, overwhelming and slowly you go down to the ground.

While the men walk away from the cell, Marco shouts something back to you.

"You stay in there until you've sorted this out!" Grinding your teeth, you roll onto your back with the last ounce of your strength and close your eyes.

If I can't see him, then he's not there...

Yeah, exactly, that will work… You don't really believe that, do you?

"Hey… I'll leave you alone if you want, but the others are right. We take it out on the others and that's not okay. We're a crew…" The word crew makes you open your eyes without wanting to.

You sigh in annoyance and roll onto your side so that Ace can stare at your back.

"Yea, maybe. Leave me alone." Your stubbornness is driving Ace crazy, but he doesn't really want you to be like this with each other. Above all, he wants to know why you're like this to him. What did he do wrong?

He's been racking his brains for days about what he could have done or said that upset you so much. He wants to make things better if you would let him.

"If you're not going to talk to me, at least take the bed. Sleeping on the floor won't do you any good." You have no idea what kind of cheap trick that is. Is he trying to get you to sleep in a bed with him? You look back towards the bed but Ace isn't there. He's sitting next to the bed with his back against the wall.

Unexpectedly, disappointment spreads through you. Wait a minute? Is that what you secretly wanted?

A little confused, you stand up and stop in front of Ace, who looks up at you. His unkempt hair falls back slightly as he looks up at you. How you would like to swallow your pride and fall into his arms, but you have no idea where to start. You don't know what to say because you don't even quite understand what is wrong with you. So you say nothing and stare at him with tired eyes as he sits in front of you with one leg bent and his arm resting on his knee.

Ace doesn't quite know how to react, but he's not one to do nothing.

He stands up just a few centimeters away from you and now you are the one looking up at him.

His gaze scans your face for answers that you can't even give yourself.

"What have I done?" he whispers to you. His pained voice tears apart your heart. You didn't know Ace could sound so vulnerable.

"I…, I don't know." you mumble your words, but your gaze remains fixed on Ace.

You have no further answer for Ace and walk towards the bed and lie down with your back to him again.

"Sleeping on the floor won't do you any good…" You repeat Ace's words back to him, feeling less pathetic since he said it first.

You listen closely as you can make out the sound of his feet approaching the bed. His shadow falls on the wall, which you stare at, waiting to see what comes next.

You feel the mattress go down a little and you automatically hold your breath until you can hear your heartbeat.

Ace looks down at your slender figure. His eyes wander over your delicate curves. He would love to stroke your hips until you fall asleep, but he's not sure how far he can go without making a mistake... but he has a feeling that doing nothing would be a mistake too.

He decides to lie down with his chest against your back. Lying on his back doesn't really work, there wouldn't be enough room and back to back would be awkward. He really makes an effort not to touch you unnecessarily. He's already glad that you offered him the bed.

You try to calm down, but Ace's breathing gives you goose bumps on the back of your neck. You pinch your eyes shut and try to concentrate on Ace's warmth, hoping you'll be able to fall asleep soon.

Luckily for you, you quickly find your way to the land of dreams because with Ace behind you, one could say; he's no longer buzzing around in your head...

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