#they need to bring lana back just so both of them can smile at me like that and kill me forever

[the-judicial-assistants-notebook]

seeing either of these would kill me on the spot btw:

other parallels because I somehow never noticed <3 :

Bonus younger Ema and her sister <33 :

[its-time-to-write]

Hi, first off I want to say that I love your writing. It always makes me smile 🙃🙃.

As for my request, I was wondering if you could please write about Jamie soft launching your relationship on Insta and starting to bring it up in the press. You haven’t met the boys and they are trying to figure out who it is based on his comments and Insta posts. (I may have a Pinterest board with soft launch ideas so…use the screen shots on my page as u wish).

If you don’t have time to write this then no worries. Have a nice day!!!!!!!!!

🫲😇🫱

I listened to “Not All Those Who Wander,” by Miss Lana the whole time I wrote this. 10/10 recommend

it’s just wanderlust

“You’re gonna want to hold off on touching me,” you say as you haul your bags into the house. “Kid fuckin’ spit all over me today and I didn’t even have time to change.”

Jamie wrinkles his nose and takes a step back. “Ew. Fucking gross, that. Is that why you were late coming home?”

You nod, shucking your shoes by the stairs. “Uh huh. Had to talk to the parents post-session. Do a little debrief thing. Thing is, they swore their little angel would never do something like that and next time I should just give him what he wants. Only problem,” you continue as you wash your hands in the kitchen sink, “is that my entire job is not giving him what he wants when he’s displaying inappropriate behaviors. I love that kid, I really do, but his parents are complete twats.”

Jamie nods agreeably. “Was it like projectile or spray?” 

You grimace. “Both. Kid’s got mean aim, but decided to switch it up to cover more surface area.”

You look over at the table, which is set neatly. “I know dinner’s ready and I’m already late, but I really need a shower. I can feel like three inches of grime on my skin.”

“Don’t worry about it babe,” Jamie says. “Takeaway reheats easy.” He hesitates for a moment. “Did you want to shower alone, or..?”

You laugh. Cheeky fucker. 

“Give me three minutes to scrub really well, and then you’re welcome in. You sure you’re good eating late?”

Jamie grins. “Babe, I-”

“Don’t.” You cut him off, finger pointed at him. “Don’t say it. I know where you’re going, and you don’t need to finish that sentence.”

Jamie opens his mouth again but you’re interrupting before he can get his next sentence out. “And if you’re about to make a pun with the word ‘finish,’ I can guarantee it’s nothing you haven’t said before.”

Jamie looks dejected, but his ego obviously isn’t bruised too much because he’s still is on your heels the whole way up the stairs. 

—

You’re showered and back downstairs, the both of you eating dinner in pajamas like proper adults, if proper adults decided that they were allowed to sit on the counter in Jamie’s kitchen. You’re not saying much, just swapping stories about each other’s day. It’s never a dull moment between his time at Nelson Road and your time at the behavioral clinic. 

“Who do you think sees the grossest shit?” you had asked one time. 

“Oh fuck love, it’s gotta be you,” came Jamie’s response. 

“You sure? Because you have like, gross men and stuff. Half of them don’t even know how to do their own laundry.”

Jamie had laughed. “I’m fucking sure. Yeah they smell nasty and shit but like, they’re traumatized by some of the shit you have to deal with.”

He’s got a point. 

Neither of you have a whole bunch to say though, and anyway it’s nice to be in a house that’s quiet. 

Jamie’s the one to break the silence. “What if we started telling people about us?”

You give him a look so he hurries on. “I know you said you weren’t ready, especially with all the press and everything, but what if we just like soft-launched it? Y’know, take a couple photos without seeing your face.”

You chew your dinner thoughtfully. Is this a good time to start carefully introducing your relationship to the world? You’re indispensable to your company, although they may decide to place a higher value on their anonymity than what you bring to the table. It’s not easy providing behavioral therapy to clients who prefer their children to remain unknown. But at the same time, you can’t keep quiet forever. It’s not fair to Jamie. It’s like you’re saying this is only temporary. I’m keeping it a secret because it won’t last so it’s not worth sharing. It’s not true. Jamie is worth sharing, and you have the tiniest spark of hope that this thing you’ve kept going for the past six months is going to last.

Well, maybe not so much a spark of hope as a sneaking suspicion. The kind you feel as a kid when your parents swear they didn’t get you want you wanted for Christmas, but you have the vaguest sense that they’re lying. You don’t want to hope, because what if you’re wrong, but then again, there’s a part of you that can just feel it. 

You’ve been silent for far too long because Jamie says, “Babe? If you don’t want to, it’s ok,” except you can see in his face it isn’t entirely ok.

“I was just thinking,” you reply. “I think- I think I’m good with it. You know, letting people know you’re off the market. Plus it’ll be fun to take more pictures together, My mum keeps bugging me for more.”

Jamie grins. “Mint. The lads are gonna be so fucking psyched.”

—

Ah yes. The lads. Or as they’re better known, the AFC Richmond team. It hasn’t been easy sneaking around them, especially because Ted seemed to Know. Jamie came home one day all spooked because he swore Ted knew he was dating someone.

“Stared straight into me soul, he did,” he said. “Fuckin’ told me he’s surprised I haven’t found a girl yet.”

“That doesn’t sound suspicious, Jaim,” you reply, to which Jamie shakes his head vehemently. 

“You weren’t there, that’s what he said, but he meant somethin’ else. He fucking knows.”

You’d laughed and told him it was fine, even if Ted did know, you didn’t mind. 

After that encounter, there had been vague rumblings that maybe Jamie did have a girl somewhere, or possibly several girls at one time, which prompted a very serious conversation with Isaac and Sam.

“Jamie, you have said that you have changed. You are acting like a better teammate. And yet, dating more than one girl at a time is just wrong,” Sam told him.

“That shit’s sleazy, bruv,” Isaac said. “You can’t be playing around like that.”

So they had gotten Jamie to admit that no, there weren’t multiple girls, just one girl who he had met at a café of all places because he was cheating on his meal plan and she was trying to finish some assessments for work.

You wanted privacy and of course you knew exactly who he was the moment he walked up to your table and said, “hey,” so yeah, it was never going to be easy.

But the way you had wavered ever so slightly when he asked you to dinner was enough to make him realize that this was going to be something different. Something real. Because if the allure of dating national football star Jamie Tartt wasn’t enough for an automatic yes, you must be looking for something deeper. 

Jamie wasn’t sure he was looking for that, but hell he’d give it a go if it meant he got to kiss those soft lips even one time.

So fuck him, he’d fallen for a pretty face in a café on a fucking Sunday and now he has to go home and tell you that people know you exist. That a little bit of your privacy bubble has burst.

You didn’t really care though. You’d been pondering the ethics of a secret relationship for a good long while, so maybe it was good that his teammates knew you existed. 

That was a month before Jamie broached the subject of the soft-launch, so you think maybe you can ease into this. It’ll be fine.

—

The first picture is relatively easy. Just a regular mirror pic, cropped of course, with Jamie’s arms wrapped around you from behind. It’s easy to tell it’s him because his tattoo sleeve is in full view. The caption reads, “soft launch,” with a heart emoji.

The like count is through the roof.

You like it too, because what notice will your account garner in a sea of Jamie Tartt fans?

The Greyhounds lose their minds a little bit, commenting fire emojis and heart eyes and trying to figure out who could possibly be there with Jamie. He comes home after training that day to tell you that there’s a rather convincing conspiracy that he’s dating this famous model they’re all obsessed with.

You’re flattered they think you look like her. Even if they can only see your arms and torso.

“This is gonna be fun, babe,” you say, standing on tiptoes for a kiss. Jamie grins. Anything to torture his team.

—

The second picture is posted two days later, with the caption, “date night.”

You’re sitting at his dining room table, candles and wine glasses strewn about, and Jamie’s kissing you at an angle where you can really only see your hair.

For fun, you comment, “omg, I wish that were me.” Richard Montlaur responds to it, “omg same,” so you show Jamie. He rolls his eyes. 

“Lad thinks he’s funny, don’t he?” he asks.

You grin. “You’d never leave me for Richard, would you?”

Jamie shrugs. “Dunno babe, he is kind of fit.”

You smack his arm playfully and say, “Fuck off, I’m better looking.”

—

You’re almost caught before the big reveal. You’re on a coffee date in a small town, miles from Richmond or Manchester or anywhere Jamie could be easily recognized. It’s a sleepy town, mostly old people, which is why you both decided it’d be safe.

You’re sitting at a table with your coffee while Jamie’s up to grab his, when you see someone go up to him and tap his shoulder.

“Jamie? What are you doing here?” Sam asks.

Jamie jumps a little and places to where you’re sitting before he can stop himself. 

“Oh, um, just getting coffee. You know.”

Sam gives him a quizzical look. “Do you know someone here? This isn’t close to home at all. Are you meeting someone?”

Sam glances around the room and Jamie’s grateful that his gaze does not linger extra long on you. 

Jamie decides the best way to answer is to deflect. “Oi, what’re you doing here? It’s not like this place is fucking famous or some shit.”

Sam shrugs. “I like to try a different coffee shop every weekend. Sometimes I bring Dani, but after last time, I think I’ll have to find someone else.”

Jamie risks a glance at you. You’re hiding behind your latte, suppressing a grin. He’s positive you can hear every word they’re saying.

Sam’s voice breaks through his thoughts. “Would you like to sit with me? It looks like there’s only one table left. Unless your mystery girlfriend is here.”

He laughs and Jamie joins in, just a little too loudly, but he can’t think of an excuse to join you at the table so he follows Sam and tries to send you a subtle I’m sorry with his eyes.

You pull out your phone and send him two laughing emojis, then reach into your bag for your book. Might as well get some reading done.

You let Jamie sit for a good half hour before you decide to do something. You put your things back into your bag and walk over to where they’re sitting.

“Hi, um, I’m sorry to bother you, but are you Sam Obisanya? I’m a huge Richmond fan.”

Sam grins at being recognized, while Jamie lets out a small, “Oi!”

“Oh yes, wonderful to meet a fan! I’m just here with my friend.”

You smile and say, “I just wanted to let you know that you played so well last game. I think you’re the best player on the whole team.”

Jamie snorts and Sam says, “Would you like to take a picture? My friend here would be happy to take it for you.”

Score. “That would be awesome!” you reply. “Then I’ll get out of your way. Don’t want to interrupt your coffee.”

—

“Can’t believe you just did that,” Jamie says, shaking his head mournfully another half hour later. “Fucking acting like you didn’t know who I was. Any self-respecting Richmond fan knows who I am.”

You knock into his shoulder lightly as you walk to the car. “Lucky for your ego, I was just acting. And anyway, I’m hilarious. That’s like, my number one quality.”

“Number two,” Jamie interjects, “It’s your number two quality.”

You ask, “Number two? What’s number one??”

Jamie zips his lips. “I ain’t tellin’, babe. Not good for your ego.”

You giggle as he grabs your waist so he can press a kiss to your neck.

—

Posts three and four go off without a hitch. There’s one of his hand on your knee and a timer picture of you twirling under a streetlamp. You both decide that as far as social media goes, this is as much as they’re going to get. But as far as AFC Richmond goes…

“Babe, you left your phone in the car,” you say as you stroll into the locker room casually as ever.

Jamie takes it from your hand and kisses you before he says, “Thanks babe.”

The locker room is silent, frozen. Colin’s body spray slips from his hand and clatters to the floor, and Beard’s just standing and pointing with his mouth open. 

Roy breaks the silence as he growls, “What the fuck?”

“Oh my god,” Sam follows. “You’re the girl from the coffee shop.”

You grin and say, “Guilty.”

Jamie wraps his arm around your waist. “Lads, this is my girl. Babe, these are the lads.”

There’s silence for a moment longer before the room explodes into a flurry of questions. Neither you nor Jamie can get a word in until Beard yells, “QUIET! Don’t be fuckin’ weird!” 

They all mumble, “Sorry coach,” while Jamie whispers, “You can go if you want. I know you’ve got work and shit. I’ll handle them.”

You squeeze his arm gratefully and slip out the door. You know he’ll take care of things.

[mypearlsareclutched]

You're Just Another One of my Problems

High By The Beach | Chapter Nine

Modern!Aegon II x Original Female Character, Modern!Aemond x Original Female Character

Viserys Targaryen is dead. His death brings unlikely people together, and drives others apart. Mila is unsure about her place amongst the Targaryen clan, her feelings are complicated. Does she stick by brother she fell for first, or the one she fell for harder?

RIP Vizzy T you're serving Targaryen realness in the afterlife (and grooming minors too, probs). I kept going ham with this chapter and it ended up being 8k words so I split it up and now it's 5k and the next one is going to be 5k+ so y'all will be eating good bbgs x

Song inspiration | High By The Beach, Lana Del Rey

CW//TW: Family death, funerals, reunited at last, Targaryen daddy issues, major angst, captain love triangles, Aemond's 'I can fix this' ass, toxicity, mourning, also Morning the dragon but she's a chihuahua, canon character death, colourful language, Daemon, Otto, no-one is happy.

Word count | 5.1k

previous chapter // next chapter

Mila decides to travel with Aemond and Aegon back to King's Landing for Viserys' funeral.

After Aemond went to bed the night of the Targaryen patriarchs death, Mila sought out Aegon. She found him sitting on the floor of their shared bedroom, looking lost. Unsure of... everything, she simply joined his side, letting him rest his head against hers as they sat in silence.

Aegon was unsure of leaving the beach house. The morning after thr news of Viserys' assing, as Aemond threw various items into his SUV and waited outside for the other two to join him, Aegon stood outside, watching the waves with a blank expression. Mila watches him from the kitchen window, a crease forming between her brows.

Joining his side, she comforts him as she too peers at the ocean beyond. "We'll come back."

"You promise?" Aegon asks, voice uncharacteristically quiet and somber.

"I promise." 

He brushes the back of his hand against hers, the feeling of his soft skin comforting both of them. They share a look, words spoken silently before they turn and head off to join Aemond.

Opting to leave Aegon's battered and ancient car, the three pile into Aemond's car. The long, two day drive was painfully silent, no Cocteau Twins playing, no idle conversation, no Aegon swearing at passing drivers. Aegon slept in the back seat, Aemond taking Mila's hand into his own as he drove wordlessly. 

When they arrived back in Kings Landing, Mila felt an overwhelming feeling of dread. Like she wasn't supposed to be here, like she left herself back in Old Town. Aegon had paled during the drive, his smile vanished and his eyes haunted, and Mila knew he felt the same.

Aemond took a call from Otto, nodding along with his grandfather as he told him the plans for the funeral. He and Aegon were expected at the Targaryen estate, to prepare for the formalities. Aemond sighs as he ends the call, absentmindedly holding Mila's hands in his own as he looked out at the city scape. 

"I'm going to head to my brothers." Mila says, looking down at their enclasped hands, "I need to talk to him. I've been AWOL since Weirwood and we haven't spoken."

Aemond regards her silently, nodding. He pokes his tongue into his cheek, choosing his words wisely.

"Alright." He finally says, though his hand remains clutching hers, "The funeral is the day after tomorrow. Do you want me to pick you up from Cregan's?"

"Probably not a good idea to show your face there." Mila muses softly, pressing her lips together as she remembers Cregan's rage at Aemond for his actions that led to her overdose. Cringing almost noticeably, Aemond nods. "I'll be at the house at seven."

"I'll see you then." He leans down to press a kiss to her temple, his lips lingering. Mila presses her eyes closed, pulling back. Aemond's eyes flicker with disappointment, but Mila pretends not to notice as she takes a step back.

"See you then." 

She turns and looks to Aegon, who stares straight ahead, trying to not look at the interaction between his brother and the woman he loves. He pulls out his battered back of cigarettes, lighting one up and taking a drag. His eyes never meet hers. With an internal sigh, Mila leaves them both.

Knocking on Cregan's door, she braced herself for whatever kind of explosion that would be waiting for her.

The front door opens, and a familiar yet unexpected face greet s her. Rhaena gasps, flinching like a phantom was standing on the doorstep.

"Mila? Mila!" She exclaims, jumping and wrapping her arms around her, "Oh my fucking gods I can't believe you're here! You're okay! Oh my gods, Mila!"

"Mila?!" Cregan's voice yells from inside the flat, and his heavy footsteps echo down the hallway. Rhaena barely lets go of her friend before Mila is snatched up by her brother. His immense height and strength means he grabs her like she weighed nothing, pulling her off her feet and crushing her to his chest.

Mila laugh breathlessly, pressing her cheek to her brothers chest, the beating of his erratic heart could be heard through the old, white t-shirt he wore.

Cregan lets go of her, putting his hands on her shoulders to look down at her with wide eyes, "Where the fuck were you? Oh my gods, Mila, I was so fucking worried!"

"I called you." She tries to explain, placing her hands on his own.

"I broke his phone." Rhaena sighs guiltily, "I bought him a new one! But you... don't have his new number." She looks between them, looking crestfallen at the notion that she was the reason Cregan did not receive any of Mila's calls.

"Don't beat yourself up, sweetheart." Mila chuckles, taking Rhaena's hand in her own, "Next time I'll send a raven."

A huffed laugh escapes Cregan's lips, as he runs his hand over his face. Mila's mind finally kicks into gear, and she looks between her friend and her brother with furrowed eyebrows.

"Why are you here?" She asks the pale haired woman. Rhaena's eyes widen, and she gives her a shy smile. Cregan crosses his arms as he leans against the apartment door, nudging Rhaena to explain. Yet she remains silent, pressing her lips together as she nudges him back for him to explain to his sister.

"You two...?" Mila looks between them, "No fucking way, are you back together?!"

Rhaena blushes, smiling up at Cregan, "Kind of...?"

"Gods if I had known disappearing would bring you two back together I would have done it ages ago!"

"Not funny. Ridiculously unfunny" Cregan sighs, flicking her nose, his expression turning grim once again, "Why did you leave the clinic?"

Mila bites her lip, face darkening as she looks around the empty corridor where they linger, "Can we talk inside?"

"Oh my gods, of course!" Rhaena grabs her wrist, pulling her into the flat, "Come in, come in!" Momentarily forgetting about the owner of the flat, she shuts the door on Cregan's face as he stands outside.

"My apartment." Cregan grumbles with a sigh, though his voice is soft with affection for the Targaryen girl. He opens the door again, glaring half-heartedly at Rhaena's back as she drags Mila towards the kitchen. Cregan's apartment, bought with his giant footballer's paycheck, is completely open plan. The centre of the flat is the living room, with a conversation pit in the middle. The kitchen curves around one side, with the bedroom on the other side, an ensuite bathroom attached. Mila tries to not notice various items of Rhaena's clothes scattered across the floor.

"Tea? Tea." Rhaena drops Mila's wrist to flit around the kitchen, turning on the kettle and grabbing mugs as quick as a whippet.

"Rhaena, please, you're giving me whiplash." Cregan groans, wrapping an arm around her waist to halt her erratic movements and putting her down in the middle of the kitchen.

"Sorry, sorry." She laughs, running a hand over her locks. Her eyes follow Cregan's slower movements, her blush deepening.

"Great, I'm nineteen again." Mila groans, and Rhaena averts her eyes.

"Speaking of being nineteen again." Cregan grumbles as he leans against the counter next to the boiling kettle, raising an eyebrow at his sister, "Where did you go? I thought your vanishing into thin air days were over?"

"They are." Mila sighs, sitting at the kitchen table with her head in her hands, "It's... well, it's a long story."

"Start at the beginning."

"It's the best place to start." Mila murmurs, accepting a cup of steaming tea from her brother, "So... I sort of freakout out and spiralled at the clinic-"

"Why?" Rhaena asks conversationally.

Because I almost kissed my ex-boyfriends older brother. "I started overthinking everything with Aemond, about what he said and how I felt like a disappointment for relapsing. I just... needed to escape."

Rhaena nods, her eyes sympathetic. Beside her, Cregan busies himself with stirring his tea, his jaw clenched as he listened to her tell her story.

"So I left. I hitchhiked back to Kings Landing, went to Alysanne Martells and joined the old gang at Madame Sylvie's. I got drunk and high and stupid. But it was all ok until I got into some trouble. With Jason Lannister..."

"I heard something happened with him." Cregan nods, "His brother Tyland snatched him up after he had a weird meltdown about the Targaryens, no-one's seen him since. What happened, Mila?"

"It doesn't matter now."

"Did he try to hurt you?" Cregan asks, his voice low and dangerous.

Cregan knew about what Jason was like a few years ago. He was notorious for dealing drugs to famous folk, and for taking advantage of women who were in dire need of a hit. Mila had fallen victim of him a few times when she was a teenager, and Jason gained a few broken bones from Cregan's rage subsequently. But Jason never learned, and Mila could tell Cregan was worried about what he did that night.

"Aegon saved me." Mila states simply, "That's all that matters."

"Is it true he broke Jason's nose?" Rhaena asks, eyes wide, "Floris said she saw him and it was all bent outta shape like a tree root."

"Sounds accurate." Mila chuckles, shaking her head.

Cregan watches Mila, his face pensive as he thinks about what she's said.

"So where did you go with Aegon? It can't have been anywhere in King's Landing, I looked everywhere."

"Everywhere?"

"Everywhere."

"He took me to Old Town. His families beach house." A small , "I got better. Mentally, emotionally. Started to feel normal again. Like I wasn't some... freak let down."

"it's hard to feel like you've hit rock bottom when you're standing next to Aegon Targaryen." Rhaena muses. "Nothing against my cousin... well, everything against my cousin. He's a lost cause."

"No he's not." Mila said assuredly, finding herself quick to defend him, "He's doing much better. I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for him"

"So, a few weeks at the beach, you're better and you're besties with Aegon 'the Mattress' Targaryen?" Cregan chuckles mirthlessly, suspecting there is more to the story than she let on.

"You sure you didn't get high by the beach?" Rhaena asks, chuckling at her own joke.

"What's funny."

Mila jumps as someone else groans, looking around to spot the .

"Jace?" She laughs, spotting a head of fluffy dark hair popping up from the conversation pit. He looks around blearily, blinking at her. He waves slightly, before clutching his head and falling back onto the red couches.

"What was the joke?" He calls out.

"High By The Beach, by Lana Del Rey?" Rhaena laughs, before her face falls and she looks at Cregan, "How long has he been here?"

"...I have absolutely no idea." Cregan groans, walking over to the pit, "Jace, get the fuck out of my flat." He grabs a couch cushion and smacks Jace with it.

Mila stayed at Cregan's that night. The urge to go back to her own apartment never came, and the thought of being alone made her feel stomach twist into knots. Not after spending weeks with Aegon always at her side...

Ignoring her insistence that she could sleep in the conversation pit (once Rhaena had dragged Jace out of the flat by the scruff of his neck), Cregan had further insisted that she sleep in his bed. Before the conversation was over, Cregan had sprawled all six foot four inches of himself across the red cushions of the retro pit and conked out, leaving Mila to unceremoniously collapse onto his fur covered bed.

Rhaena had come back the next morning with a spare black outfit for Mila to wear to the funeral, something that she was immensely grateful for. She and Baela had turned up bright and early, rising before the sun.

They turned up with their dogs, Moondancer and Morning, at their heels. Moondancer, a dalmation with the prettiest, most judgmental eyes, had greeted Mila with a nudge of her head and a few barks that sounded way too reprimanding. While Morning, a baby chihuahua, had crawled onto Cregan's sleeping form in the pit and fallen asleep on his shoulder.

Baela stares at Mila with wide eyes after she confesses everything that happened. Since Viserys' birthday a month ago, to his funeral tonight. Including all the gory details of drugs, the beach house in Old Town, big Tesco and fucking both the Targaryen brothers. A detail she would have preferred not to hear about her two cousins.

"Gods wept, Mila, this is bad." She groans, holding a chipped mug in a well manicured hand.

"Thanks! I'll be sleeping on the highway tonight." Mila sighs.

"You need to talk to Aegon."

"You think?" The Stark says sarcastically, pouring more expensive coffee into her and Baela's mugs.

"Yeah." Baela smiles, patiently ignoring the other woman's sass, "I'm not the biggest fan of my cousin, but from what you've said, he's changing. Or at least trying to. And that's more than I've ever seen of him. He must know you're special."

"Stop it bae." Mila sighs as she puts the mugs down, running a hand over her face. Baela stands up from the table, walking around Mila to wrap her arms around her from behind, resting her head on her shoulder. Mila sighs into her, resting her temple against the other woman's head.

"It'll be okay, Mimi."

"Y'all have the worst nicknames for me." Mila laughs.

"That's because we love you."

"Love you too, Baebae."

"Ugh." Baela groans, nipping Mila's shoulder, "Ready to go?"

"As I'll ever be." Mila sighs as she follows her friend towards the front door.

As they slipped on their heels and finished their appropriately somber makeup, Rhaena sat next to Cregan and kissed his nose.

"Can the dogs stay here during the funeral?" She asks him softly, though he was barely awake.

"Sure." He grumbles, glaring at Morning on his shoulder. Rhaena beams and kisses him lightly on the lips, joining her sister and Mila at the door as Moondancer replaces her on the bed, sneezing over Cregan.

The last thing they heard from the flat was Cregan's murmured "fucks sake..." as the dogs got comfortable on his bed.

Once they got to street level, Mila was already feeling anxious about the day ahead. Emotions would come to surface at the sure to be extravagant funeral for the head of the Targaryen dynasty, and the Stark did not know if she was ready for that yet. Baela held her hand as they headed towards their car,

Laena Targaryen, her married name remained due to the recentness of her divorce, was leaning against the sleek black car. She smiled warmly at the three as they appeared, kissing Mila's forehead quickly before they all climbed into the car.

At the Targaryen estate, Mila finds her movements are slow and sluggish as she gets out the car, her body and soul unwilling to face the Targaryen's now, in their state of

"You're not coming in, mum?" Baela asks her mother, fluffing out her hair as she sneers at the building ahead.

"If I have to see your father, he'll be spooning his brother in his grave before the day is up." Laena smiles from inside the car, kissing Baela's forehead as she leans in.

"If you need anything, please let me know. Baela and Rhaena really love you, so I have no choice but to love you too. You have my number, anything happens, you call me."

"Thank you, Laena." Mila smiles.

"Say 'hi' to Rhaenyra for me." She says finally, before sliding back into the car. Ah, yes, another one of the Realm's Delights many ex's, Mila thought to herself with a chuckle. No wonder Daemon and Laena's relationship ended badly, he probably could never compare.

"Ew, mom." Baela blanches, rolling her eyes at the retreating car. The two Dragon Sisters begin walking towards the estate, heels clicking against the cobblestone. Up ahead, more and more cars unloaded black-clad mourners, surrounding the already darkened Targaryen mansion with a sea of night.

Mila tries to bite back the dread inside her as she joins her friends' sides.

Spotting Rhaenyra and her children greeting mourners across the courtyard, the group head her way. Jace's face brightens immediately, a wild grin on his face as he practically sprints over.

"Finally! Gods this is already such a drag, I'm so glad you guys are here." He grins, grabbing Mila's hand.

"That's so inappropriate, Jace." Baela smacks the back of his head, "Your grandfather is dead, dumbass, act sad."

"I've been acting sad all morning." Jace rolls his eyes, throwing his arm over Mila's shoulder, jostling her, "My favourite Stark is back."

"You saw me last night, moron." Mila says affectionately, "And I won't tell my brother you said that."

"No, go ahead." Jace wiggles his eyebrows, "He shags better when he's mad."

"Gross. His girlfriend is right here."

"His mistress, you mean." Jace sticks his tongue out at Rhaena, who elbows him with a roll of his eye. He and Baela begin bickering, while Rhaena

Rhaenyra smiles sadly at Mila approaches, reaching out and taking her hands in her own.

"How are you feeling?" Nyra asks.

"I should be asking you that." Mila sighs, noting the aura of sadness around Rhaenyra. She was always her father's favourite, knowing him during his peak, when he was a formidable philanthropist and model father. Doting, proud, everything a father should be. Everything his other children never got.

At a time, Viserys Targaryen was known as a family man. Husband to a beautiful wife, father to the perfect daughter. Then his wife died in childbirth, their second child never once opening his eyes, and Otto Hightower got his claws into Viserys. Married a young, beautiful woman, had four more children, continued on with life. But Viserys Targaryen was bitter until he died, crippled and as cancerous as the disease that took him.

"I am... well, I will be alright." Rhaenyra sighs, looking over at the rest of the funeral goers.

The main door opens, and Aemond strides out. Despite herself, Mila's breath catches in her throat. He's dressed in a full black suit, perfectly tailored and hugging his lithe frame. A green tie clip, as well. Of course he would get a new, expensive suit for his father's funeral. If Mila didn't know any better, she would say he straightened his hair. It falls perfectly around him like a blanket of bright gold, his skin pale and flawless.

It's a shame he's so beautiful, it would be easier for Mila to hate him if her heart didn't flutter whenever she saw him

His lone eye lands on her, pale blue iris and dark pupil scanning over her. With a nod, Aemond extends his hand out. Even across the courtyard, with a hundred people between them, he watches only her.

Rhaenyra's hand grips Mila's harder, her eyes hardening as she looks at her half-brother.

"I should go over to him." Mila sighs, nodding her head resolutely. Giving her a cautious look, Rhaenyra keeps her hand in hers, giving her a reason to stay by her side.

"You don't have to." The older woman says softly.

"I do." The Stark replies, squeezing Rhaenyra's hand and kissing her cheek, before leaving her.

A hundred people milling about in waves of black might as well not be there, as Mila walks through like towards Aemond Targaryen. His hand remains out, palm up as he offers it for her to take. And as she meets him at the bottom of the steps, she does. Instinct wins again.

"Come on, the rest of my family is already inside." Aemond says, squeezing her hand as he turns and leads her inside the mansion.

There are less people inside. Mila recognises a few, like Borros Baratheon and Jason Lannister, and members of Viserys' advisory board like Jasper Wylde and a man named Orwylle. All of them offer murmured condolences to Aemond, eyebrows raised in intrigue as they lay eyes on the She Wolf beside him.

It's hard not to feel like a spectacle, Mila notes as she lets Aemond lead her towards the parlour.

The rest of the Targaryen's mill about. Alicent is recognisable despite her veil as she stands beside her father. She lets out a gasp as she sees Mila, rushing over to her to grab her into a tight hug.

"Sweet girl, you're alright...."

"I am." Mila squeezes the Targaryen matriarch back, before holding her at arms length to give her a somber look, "I'm so sorry, Alicent."

The older woman nods, face barely vible under her veil. Over her shoulder, Otto Hightower watches Mila like a hawk. Almost like he was summoned, Aemond returns to Mila's side, taking her hand again. As if to prove a point to his grandfather.

As gently as she could, Mila gently lets go of Aemond's hand, moving over to the other Targaryen siblings. Daeron brightens as he sees her, immediately rushing over and crushing her into a hug. Mila smiles as she smooths her hands over his back, feeling him sniff as he lays his head against her shoulder.

"How are you feeling, Dare?" She asks softly, leaning back to look at him as she holds his elbows. He sniffs again, looking around with glassy eyes.

"I don't know, Mila. Me and dad weren't close or anything, but... he was still my dad, y'know?" 

"I know, sweetie. I'm so sorry." Daeron holds her hands, squeezing them gratefully before he leaves room for Halaena to join their side.

"Hey Hel-" Mila starts, before she is cut off by Halaena hugging her. The second daughter of Viserys was never one for physical contact, even with her family, so Mila carefully wrapped her arms around the other woman, hand cupping the back of her head as Halaena sank into her, "It's okay, lovely."

"Missed you." Halaena murmurs, voice muffled by Mila's coat.

"Missed you too, bug." 

Mila keeps her arm around her as they seperate. Helaena leans into her, cheek against her covered shoulder as she stares out into the distance. The Stark's hand holds the Targaryen up, sensing her mind is elsewhere in this moment.

Across the room, another pair of blue eyes watches Mila closely. She tries not to make it obvious when she looks over at Aegon, who sits sprawled out on one of the sofas. He seems calm at first glance, and perhaps his anguish would only be noticed by those closest to him. Mila looks at him for a long moment, watching his somber face and twitchy eyes.

She wants nothing more than to go over to him. To sit at his side, hold him to her like she did in Old Town. To press a kiss to every inch of his skin until he felt right again. But under the watchful eye of Aemond and Otto Hightower, she couldn't.

Someone clears their throat, and all eyes turn to Criston Cole as he stands in the doorway, looking ever the dutiful servant as he stands with his hands crossed in front of him. He nods to Otto, a grim look on his face.

"It's time."

Finally, after many years of illness and waiting, Viserys Targaryen is laid to rest. Inside a black coffin, he is lowered into the ground in the family lot, his ancestors surrounding him.

Mila stands at Aemond's side as the septon delivers a eulogy, harmonised by rolling thunder above. Small drops of rainfall around them. Though looking around the mourners, the drops of rain would be the only water falling down their faces.

Aemond watches with a stoic face, his eyepatch dripping, seeing eye dry. He stares at the descending coffin with disdain, with relief. His hand cradles Mila's waist, holding her close to him as the rain slowly drenches them both. Whether he holds her for comfort, for warmth, or for possession, she does not know.

Alicent is pale beneath her veil, brow furrowed as if she is confused about how she should feel. Her eyes keep flicking to her father, who barely spares the coffin a glance as he continuously looks at those around him. Aegon, Helaena, Aemond, Daeron, Rhaenyra, Daemon, Mila. All of them are merely here to be observed.

Helaena stands between Baela and Rhaena, the Dragon Sister's forming a protective barrier for their favoured cousin. Daeron stands with Jace and Luke, near Rhaenyra. The only child of Viserys who cries over his grave.

Daemon stands away from the large group, simply watching his brother being lowered into the ground from across the way. His arms are crossed, in a show of boredom, that Mila can only read as protectiveness. A younger sibling watching his elder leave this world forever.

As Mila looks around at those witnessing Viserys' burial, her eyes finally travel to Aegon.

His eyes were already on her.

Her breath hitches when she catches him watching her. The soft blue of his eyes is perfectly visible to her, a soothing colour reminding her of the waves on the shore of Old Town.

Eyes moving down to rest on Aemond's protective grip on her, his gaze hardens. His eyebrows furrow, his face pales.

Mila shakes her head, trying wordlessly to tell him everything is okay. To tell him that nothing has changed. That it should be his side she stands at right now, his hand she holds as they bury his father.

Aegon mouths something to her, and Mila's heart flutters.

"I love you."

AN// Apology video with tears coming tomorrow after I post the next chapter... Thank you guys again for all of your likes and comments and reblogs y'all r crazy like me and I love you all <<33

Lula x

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Young And Beautiful

Jing Yuan♡

This GIF has me weak on my knees 🛐

Based on Lana Del Rey's songs! I love my husband so much I just wanna kiss under his eyes on that beautiful mole and then his lips.

Warning: bit possessive Jing Yuan at the end but overall sweet.

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You were a short-life species while Jing Yuan was a long life. You always felt insecure about aging. You were concerned about how you'll age to live with wrinkles head to toe and can't do anything with Jing Yuan anymore. You're scared he'll leave you for someone prettier and younger in appearance.

Jing Yuan always reassure you that you're beautiful and he loves you more than just your looks saying he'll be by your side forever.

"Will you still love me when I'm no longer Young And Beautiful?" You asked him with sadness and insecurities seeing the smile lines forming on your face.

He sighed bringing you on his lap kissing your forehead and played with the strands of hair running his hands through your hair and combing them with his fingers.

"More than anything. Don't worry I'll make sure you feel love darling," his voice was so soft and honest.

He brought you close and planted kisses on your forehead, cheeks, and lips.

"Matter of fact I can't live without you," he whispered so affectionately in your ears and each word he spoke are promises.

"If there's a Heaven. We'll live above the clouds together forever." He tells you while running his hand along your thighs to your hip and the other hand pressed against your back.

He always knew the best way to hold you, to comfort you and the hand placement. He made you feel like a princess. He treats you like his empress by the emperor's side.

Immortal or not he'll love you forever. And if there's reincarnation he'll wait because to him you're soulmates and no matter how much your appearance changes as long as the heart stays the same his love will never die out, so he'll cherish every moment with your short life span compared to his long life span.

But one secret is that he is having people work secretly to turn your short life span into an immortal like his. The old man Todd was able to get away with this turning himself from an old man to a young adult and then a child.

When Jing Yuan says he'll do anything for you he will. To the point, he's breaking a law for you. The one law that is super sinful to the Xianzhou, yet he needs you by his side. His one and only. No heaven for both you and him soon and no need to worry about being Young and beautiful any longer once he turns you into a long-life species like him.

Because aren't you two soulmates and he needs only you by his side and no one else. The only time he's grateful to the abundance even if it's illegal to give even the slightest amount of admiration towards the abundance. He's secretly sending out blessings to Yaoshi in hopes they can grant you immortality like him also sending extra so they don't inflict you with mara.

You'll forever be Young and Beautiful with him. He'll cherish every moment with you like it's his last. He'll embrace you every day in his arms and kiss you every night before bed.

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Dear Lord, when I get to Heaven Please let me bring my man.

Please I need him so bad. Since I already have him so I'm gonna get his lightcone and max him to c6. Have 122 pulls waiting for my husband <3

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Do u remember me?

SUMMARY: U and Jungwon used to always stick by each other when you were young, but u had to part ways when his dad moved to another city for work and so u didn't meet or talked to each other since then, what will happen when u meet again in college? will u be as close?

Genre: Friendship? Romance,Smut.

Warning: explicit content, Jungwon is so down bad for the reader, reader is clueless as always, Jay is Jungwon's best friend, possessive Jungwon, Jealous Jungwon.

Smut warning: switch!jungwon, Teasing, oral( f), whiny Jungwon, pussy!drunk Jungwon, squirting... and more

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It was your first day at college, so nervous and excited to how is it gonna be, is it really the same way that it is described in stories and movies? will u be able to find a boyfriend here? That was actually all u've been worried about.. U see u were never the good student, not interested that much in ur classes, sleeping in most of them and because of that ur grades were always mid, not high but not too low thanks to the last day studying u do before ur exams, but hey at least u got admited to a nice college.

U looked at urself in the mirror asking if ur outfit was so much for class? but u were late and u don't have time to change, so u just picked ur hair in a ponytail while brushing over ur cute little purple dress, u took ur bag and exit to go after listening to ur mom's nagging about not having breakfast, u took the bus while listening to some of ur favourite music to relax a little and erase that thought of urs that keeps telling u that u won't be able to make new friends. U huffed after u felt the same bag hitting ur head again, everytime the bus stops u get hit and u really tried ur best to not make a big deal of it knowing that it's really this stranger's fault even though it'd have been better if they had their bag on their back, so annoyed this time u nuged them and ur eyes noted the tall guy in front of u, he looked at u whitout any expression on his face waiting for u to say whatever u want to and that just added to ur annoyance "excuse me but ur bag has been hitting me for the last 15 minutes can u please put in behind u" and as if he just noticed that he turned it on his back smiling to u apologising, but u ignored his words focusing on his cute dimples that melted ur heart and when u felt urself staring too much u turned ur head pretending to look at the window instead.

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U finally arrived to college, breathing deeply before entering, the big buildings intimidating u as well as the amount of students, u licked ur lips nervously as u approached the building when a girl smiled at u, u smiled back awkwardly and that was all it took for her to lock her arm with urs "are u also taking this class?" she asked the smile never leaving her lips u noded and this is all it took for her to be ur friend she always waited for u in the cafeteria when u didn't have the same class, always initiating going out and so as an introvert u were more than happy that u didn't need to make a lot of effort to make a friend. It has been two weeks, college has been boring af nothing as u expected appart from the small dates u have with ur friend Lana. Today Lana invited u to join her in her date with her boyfriend Jay and u refused immediately not wanting to thirdweel but when she told u that Jay is gonna bring his friend as well u thought about it and then agreed, u arrived to the little cafe u decided on noting ur friend in her cute yellow dress laughing while hitting her boyfriend Jay's shoulder u smiled at the act relating to the pain Jay is now feeling because oh lord ur shoulder is always numb after ur classes together, she noticed u and waved at u, u greeted both of them taking ur seat in front of theirs "ur friend is not here yet?" u asked Jay feeling awkward already. Jay sipped on his drink checking his phone "He went to get some donuts from the other shop cause he doesn't like this place's" Ahhh! u exclaimed playing with ur phone for the next minutes until u felt the chair next to u move, u turned ur head examining the way his black jeans hugged his tiny waist and his long legs perfectly, his dresshirt tucked on them and his fac- "ohhh it's you?" u asked remebering that he was the one u met on the bus, he smiled at u again with his dimples while taking the seat next to u "i didn't know she was ur friend Lana" Lana looked at u eying u susly "AH? u met before?" Jungwon explained to them the situation and u didn't miss the way Jay's eyebrow raised at his words, smirking slightly at his friend. The rest of the time passed fine u didn't say much unless Lana or Jay asked u about something like right now "So were u raised here y/n?" Jay asked, Jungwon put his phone in his pocket interested in ur reply "No we came here last year because of my mom, we used to live in X (idk u can imagine the city)" Jay exclaimed dramaticly "Ohhh? really? isn't that where u used to live Jungwon?" u forrowed ur eyebrows surprised aint no way he did, cause u'd know him then, X is a small city and u know almost everyone that lives there, Jungwon smiled awkwardly again "I mean it's been more than 7 years since i moved so..." ah! that's why! u thought, Jay leaned on the table "so that means that u might know each other cause u lived there since u r born right?"

jungwon noded his head concentrating on his phone again now. U were deep on ur thoughts that's right u would of still know him or at least his friend since he was born there, u noted to ask ur mom when ur back, Jay shook u out of ur thoughts excusing both of u to go buy some ice cream for Lana taking her with him and leaving u both there, u sighed bored u just wanted to go home at this rate not noticing the eyes that were boring into u he can't believe u don't remember him even after Jay's hint, he chew on his lower lip annoyed somehow cause he never forgot about u, always commenting on ur posts in insta and u always liking them, but looks like u didn't even know that it was him and it annoyed him even more but the thing is he glad he got to exchange a small conversation with u,

he never forgot about u, still has all of the small notes u left to each other when u were kids, he really thought he'd never see u again so when he rode the bus that day and saw u he froze there for a moment only waking up when a guy told him to move out of the way, he was looking at u the whole ride drinking ur facial expression and the cute huffs u let out whenever his bag touches u he really tried his best to stand there and not do anything but he wanted u to interact to him someway and that was all he could think of, u only scoffed at him and said some words but he stayed late all these weeks just thinking of this little interaction, pleased to hear ur high-pitched voice again, his major was different than urs but still he saw u almost everyday, either alone or with his friend's girlfriend Lana, when he told Jay that u were her friend Jay insisted to do something so he told Lana that Jungwon is gonna join their date and asked her to bring u as well, and that's what happened, sitting next to u was only a dream of his after he moved out, so this whole time he was enjoying himself, inhaling ur sweet shampoo smell that was everywhere he really tried to distract himself with his phone but he couldn't, and oh god he is so sad that u don't remeber him, so he decided to make sure u do in the upcoming days!

Jungwon insisted to pay for ur drink so u let him do it, looking at ur nails whenever he turned ur way pretending like u were not just checking him out , i mean he is handsome, tall, has cute dimples, and more than that he seems sweet, after all he was the one paying for ur drink now right? u got a text from Lana earlier telling u that she and Jay decided to just go home after having the ice cream and that u should enjoy ur time with Jungwon not forgetting the winking emoji, u laughed at that wondering what ur gonna do now after Jungwon payed but he beat u to it "would u like to go with me to that store, i was craving donuts but they told me to come again later" u noded not minding at all, u were walking side by side only noticing the height difference now, u blushed at that playing with ur hair to distract urself , jungwon moved u to his other side while having his hand on ur lower back, "u r too close to the street" he said removing his hand from u, leaving ur back itching for his touch again, u turned to look at him lips pouty while he removes some of his hair from his eyes only for it to poke him again, u smiled at his cuteness ur hand touching his arm to turn his attention to u now

"let me help u" u told him and he stopped his steps leaning on ur side to reach ur height and it might or might not just fluter u , u brushed away the hair that was annoying him and he just closed his eyes enjoying ur touch and leaning on ur hand when it touched his left cheek making u froze on ur spot, he opened his eyes again after u removed it away and stepping up leaving him behind u, what his going on with u really? 

U excused urself when Jungwon reached ur steps, telling him that ur mom called and u need to go noting how he pouted but told u that it's fine, u took a cab to ur house ignoring him calling for u "what a day" u thought.

Jungwon entered his room after coming back and taking a shower, not enjoying how u treated him today,he sat on his chair resting his head on the back of it thinking and thinking and thinking.... this whole situation isn't going his way at all.

It's been three days since that date, Lana made sure to nag u about leaving quickly, as if u weren't feeling bad about that already! u saw Jungwon a couple of times after that actually but he ignored u everytime and u didn't think that much about it because u thought that he just didn't see u, but today he met his eyes with urs and saw u waving to him with a smile and he just walked past u? u were shocked, embarrassed even ur smile dropping immediately! wtf? u forrowed ur eyebrows chewing on ur lips "who does he think he is?" u scoffed annoyed as u said these words to Lana, "i mean u did the same thing to him last time so.." u shot her an angry look "what?" she said starting her nagging again making u regret telling her about that...

U didn't see Jungwon again  after that day, that didn't stop u from thinking about him, u heard ur room's door open ur mom popping up "aren't u hungry? diner is ready" u hummed standing when u finally remeber asking her about jungwon!

U sat in ur dining table playing with ur food while thinking of a way to start the conversation " u know mom, one of Lana's friends used to live in our town" ur mom stopped eating "ahah? and who is it?" she asked drinking some water after her question, "his name is Jungwon, he was even born there" u said shrugging as if ur not interested while waiting for her answer curiously, she gave u a look not saying a thing "why?" u asked, "are u serious? or joking?" she said shaking her head, "no mom m serious" she choked on her food giving u one of her wtf look.......

U couldn't believe it! How could u forget about that? U see it's not that u forgot about him, it's just that u thought of him as the other friends u made, that once u parted ways nobody asked about u and u didn't either... It just never crossed u that u'd see him again or meet him, but u did.

U couldn't sleep that day regretting not asking ur mom earlier, now things are awkward between both of u and u don't like that.

Jay opened the door startling Jungwon who was so into his mobile game, "ya! don't u know how to knock?" Jay ignored his words lying on his bed "Forget about me, how are things between u and y/n? don't tell me she still didn't remeber u?" Jungwon scoffed turning his phone off "Exactly! idk what to do" he whinned. Jay stood from the bed hands on his hips "That's not good man! u know what i have a good idea, m sure it's gonna work" Jungwon rolled his eyes "No thanks, i saw how good ur last idea was i don't need to double check" ... "M serious man, just listen and then do whatever u want" Jay fought back, and Jungwon did listen and Oh god HE LOVED IT!

It was ur first art class, the teacher finally deciding to show off! you weren't interested but Lana made sure to convince u to join it saying that it's not as boring as the other classes and stuff, and here u are sitting eyes on the floor bored already! ur head turned immediatly when u heard Jungwon's voice apologising to the teacher for being late ur eyes widen, embarrassed from the last time and also shy? seeing him now after knowing that he is the same Jungwon u used to know feels so different, he took a seat next to u smiling at u while saying a small hi, u said hi back hands sweating , u wanted to say more but words didn't wanna get out, u gasped when u felt his breath on ur ears face turning red when he whispered "i didn't know u r taking this class"  

he was so close so fucking close, he left ur side now removing the hair that's hiding ur pretty face from him , u fake coughed clearing ur throat and also creating more space between both of u but it looks like Jungwon didn't get that cause the moment u moved away from him he chased u now even closer than before, u were a mess already so nervous so shy mixed feelings taking over u, u could feel Jungwon's eyes on u and even when u wonder what's going on in his head u couldn't raise ur eyes towards him... When u say that was the hardest class u've ever attended u r not exagerating Jungwon made sure to leave u so flustered that u had to excuse urself before the class ended runing to the bathroom to wash ur face and finally breath properly, u know exactly what he is doing, pretending to brush over ur hands slowly by mistake , speaking right on ur ears whenever he wanna say something and smiling innocentely with his cute dimples like he's not doing a thing

yes u get it but u don't know why he is doing all of that, u checked urself in the mirror faning over ur wet face trying to get some sense into u, and just when u left the bathroom u r met with Jungwon AGAIN leaning on the wall looking at u now "is something wrong? why did u leave earlier? are u fine?" and u didn't miss the quick smirk he had when saying the last words, u raised ur left eyebrow is that really what he is trying to do? cause if he is then two can play this game! u don't know what he is trying to achieve but u'll know, u approached him pinching his cheeks lightly "m good dw" u smiled at his confused expression "cute" u thought, "eh? are u here to check on me?" he cleared his throat standing properly "yes i thought something bad happened", "nah i just ... u know the class was so boring i couldn't stay another minute" u said shrugging noting how his eyebrows frowned but he was quick to brush it away

"yeah i bet u r hungry now, how about we go and have something?" u agreed walking to the cafeteria and taking ur seat while he is ordering, wondering in the meantime what to do to make him as flustered as he made u and u saw him coming back with ur orders he layed them on the table taking a seat next to u, you thanked him taking ur drink and sipping on it while eying him with ur eyesides "Ur drink look tasty" u mumbled and he turned ur side offering his planing to remove his straw to replace it with urs but u beat him to it sipping from his straw eyes blinking at him softely while his are now on ur lips ears as red as ever u gave him his drink back "i always had that drink and i've never found it this tasty" u said while smiling leaving him looking at u mouth open, his eyes now are on his straw gulping before taking a sip from it eyes closed almost moaning at ur lipstick taste, u licked ur lips cheeks red after his move u breathed softly trying to calm urself u've never really did any sort of flirting before but u like his reaction so far, ur phone started ringing and u took it only to see ur mom calling u answered "hmm mom" ur mom took a moment to reply still talking with her co-worker "ah, y/n u won't believe what happened today!" u put ur drink on the table curious as to what she means "what happened?" u frowned at the strange female voice speaking right now

"y/n sweety!! omg ur voice is still as cute as ever" u stayed quiet not sure as to what to say not knowing who is talking but ur mom finally let u know "sweety that was Jungwon's mom, u don't believe it right? we just talked about him this morning only for me to meet her at the store next to mine" u widen ur eyes turning to look at Jungwon who is now looking at u curiously "ahh?? really?? what a coinsidence right?" u laughed awkwardly "i know right? she invited us for diner tonight and she said she is gonna tell Jungwon to come as well" u bit ur lip nervously u weren't expecting this to happen this fast "ahah? how nice of her" 

"Yes sweety, so she was saying that since u attend the same college what about coming together tonight?" ur mom said from the other line "NOO" u almost shouted "ehem i mean i don't know when his class ends so yeah" Jungwon's focus is now more into u especially after the "his" u said

"Ohhh then let me give him a quick call and ask him" u heard his mom say and u brushed ur hand over ur face flustrated "no need m gonna ask Lana since she is his friend" u forced those words out of u and cut the line. 

Jungwon couldn't hide his curiousity asking immediatly after u put the phone in ur pocket "what's going on? who were u talking about?" u looked at him sighing "about you" u just said quickly, Jungwon titled his head more confused now "me? what about me?" u took ur bag standing "ur mom invited us over diner and she told us to go together, i have class now let's meet after it ends yeah" and u just left leaving him with a question mark did u know that it was him? cause if u did he is not gonna let it slide the way u treated him like that, not even bothering to talk to him about it or even let him know that u remember him or that u r happy to see him, did he real mean nothing to u? cause would make sure tonight that u do!

Ur class ended saying a small goodbye to Lana while searching for jungwon, leaving her the moment u saw him going his way "sorry did u wait for a long time?" u said softly, he answered u cold "nah i just got out of mine, let's go" he moved out leaving u behind, did u do something bad? u were just embarassed and awkward u were never good with words... The whole ride Jungwon didn't say a word too quiet and zoning out, so u kept silent as well until the bus stopped and jungwon got up from his seat not bothering to even let u know that u arrived, u got off the bus a little bit annoyed at his action but u tried to calm urself following him to his house, he opened the door calling for his mom sweetly as she appeared he little bob shiny as ever, her cute smile not leaving her face the moment she spoted u "ayyyy, u grew up so much y/n!" she hugged u tightly "but still pretty as always" she kissed ur cheeks inviting u to the living room "i missed seeing u together"

she noted after u sat throwing signals into Jungwon whose eyes never left u annoyance all over his face, u smiled politely "okayy let me get the cookies while ur mom comes, give me a second" his mom said patting his shoulder to relax a little bit, "can i help?" u said trying to stand up but u returned to ur seat after she insisted that she is fine. Ur eyes met Jungwon's annoyed at the cold treatement and the glares he's been sending u, u tried to voice but ur phone interupted u seeing ur classmate's name on it "What's up Jake?" , u heard his sweet voice "M good wbu?" say, "m good as well"..... "I was working on our project and idk if i should continue it in this way or not so i wanted ur opinion m gonna send it to ur mail please check it out and let me know" he said voice tired, u smiled at his effort he is so hardworking u noted, u were just assigned to this project this morning and he started already? this could never be u!

"okayy jakey i'll dw .... yeah bye" u sighed opening ur mail and reading over and over what he wrote smiling at how perfect everything is making sure to praise him in ur text about it. This whole time Jungwon was boiling he was already annoyed and as if he needed more ur call made him much angrier 'what? Jakey?' he couldn't get the way u were smiling the whole call , the way u called him, how sweet u were talking to him, u didn't treated him this way at all, always ignoring him and talking with almost no interest, why? do u have something for that Jakey guy? Jungwon let his thoughts consume him his jealousy very evident legs moving quickly trying to calm himself but he just couldn't so he got from his seat telling u to follow him to his room leaving u confused but u followed nontheless, u were already planing to talk with him when u closed the door ur ears picked Jungwon's voice almost shouting at ur face "wtf is wrong with u?"

u looked at him confused not liking how he is speaking to u right now "what is wrong with U? u've quiet this whole time giving me the cold shoulder this whole afternoon and now ur yelling at me? what do u think u r doing" u fought back only for him to laugh in ur face "really? now it's my fault? m the one giving u the cold shoulder ha?" he approached u making sure that ur back is stuck to the door not leaving a single space between both of u "how can u say that when u didn't even bother to let me know that u remebered me? u really don't give a shit about me now ha? Ohhh i forgot" he brushed his face annoyed eyes pierceful " u already have ur little Jakey ofc u won't give a shit about me anymore" he really didn't give u the chance to say a word, u've never been in this situation before "what are u talking about Jungwon! i didn't know it was u until yesterday i was trying to say something but i just didn't know how to start the conversation!" he chuckled again "ohh really? how nice of u! u r still as sweet as ever" u rolled ur eyes not buying how he is acting "M serious, but why didn't u say a single word then ha? u knew from the start but decided to keep quiet so u don't have the right to talk!" u see this whole conversation is nothing to Jungwon all he wants to know is who is Jake, he sighed his right hand locking u between his body "who is Jake? is he ur boyfriend?" that all he said and u rolled ur eyes again "why are u asking about that? it's none of ur business" 

Jungwon closed his eyes asking again "Who is Jake y/n?" u scoffed "he is my classmate why?" oh? he is ur classmate? so u r always together in college? always calling him Jakey with ur cute voice? he just can't stand the fact that u have nickname for that guy and not for him! he knows he doesn't have the right to be jealous but he is "Jungwon m talking to u!" he just realised that he has been quiet this whole time u were concerned after seeing how his facial expressions changed what is going on his head? is he really jealous of Jake? "i was saying that Jake and me are working on a project so that's how i know him" he calmed down a little bit after hearing ur words "ahh and u quickly made a nickname for him!" he said pouting slightly, u licked ur lips he is really jealous, "I didn't made that for him everyone calls him that!" he sighed again removing his arm from ur side and sitting on his bed hands massaging his head he is so sensitive when it comes to u he just realised that, u went to sit next to him

"are u okay?" he noded and u bit on ur lip "Jungwon, were u j-jealous?" he turned ur way eyes watering a little bit he never felt this way before and he hope to never feel it again, he just noded not knowing what to say. U coowed at him feeling bad for some reason and giving him a small hug while caressing his hair "u don't need to be jealous really!" u don't know why u r trying to explain urself but u can't bear to see him this way, u felt him relax in ur arms inhaling ur smell and feeling alive again, he broke the hug eyes looking at u with his cat eyes "i really like u y/n i've never forgot about u, i was always thinking about u, wondering how u've become, wondering if u think about me like i do, and it hurted me that u didn't recognise me the first time" u pouted at his words feeling bad "I-" u tried to speak but he just shushed u "let me continue" he removed his index finger from ur lips admiring how soft they feel " i don't blame u for that, but m ngl i didn't like how cold u were to me because i have so much feelings for u, i just like u and get why u might not feel the same way u don't have to feel bad about that i understand".

He stood from his bed when he felt ur hand stopping him " i like u as well Jungwon, m sorry i couldn't recognise u but i didn't forget about u how u think really!" u stood up as well facing him ur other hand caressing his soft cheeks "y/n" he whispered, u smiled at him standing on ur tip toes to give him a soft peck on his lips only for his hands to lock around ur waist leaning towards u and turning it into a kiss, lips softely moving around urs at first but more hungry and messy as u go, he stopped for a moment to let u breath panting slowely eyes almost closed, u looked at him as well surprised at the bulge that is pressed on ur hip 'is he hard after a small kiss? really?' what u didn't know is that he was always waiting for this moment, thinking at some point that it would never happen but it is happening right now "y/n" he whinned softly going back to ur lips this time with more hunger hips shamelessly grinding on ur body hands pressed hard on ur waist u moaned in the kiss everytime u feel him brushing over ur core, the kiss became more sloppy tongue darting over urs sucking on it while his left hand moved higher feeling ur right breast kneeding it softly making u leave his mouth to drop ur head back a little bit "y/n" he whinned again seeing ur face like that turned him on more u were so perfect really in every aspect

he pressed harder on ur waist his other hand circling ur nipple stopping every here and there to grope ur breast enjoying how ur eyebrows forrow everytime he does that, u were so turned on matching now his grinding to feel something and u almost cried at the soft moan he let out head dropping on ur shoulder "i can't please touch me" he whinned in ur ears, ur hand darted down to palm him over his pants and he moaned again u kept dowing the same thing enjoying his little cries "please stop teasing" u lowered his pants noticing the little patch of precum on his underwear, u breathed softly taking his dick out u throw him on his bed kneeling over him enjoying how red his cheeks are eyes looking at u hungrily waiting for ur next movement, u took his soft cock in ur hand stroking it slowely his moans feeling the room "omg i- u ahhh! ur hand feels so good please faster" u tighten ur grip around him his hips reacting immediatly moving upwards and meeting the bed again u coo at him looking so cute like this so needy for ur touch "do u like it when i do that ha?" u asked him gripping him tighter and he just let out a "fuck" hips shaking continuously hand so sticky from the amount of precum he let out, u fixed ur eyes on his face drinking his expressions he looks so beautiful,

u started picking up ur pace, hand moving so fast that he was losing it "omg!" he cried trying to meet ur pace as well "m- ahh m so close" he moaned again swears leaving his mouth softly eyes closed his cock started twiching his hand gripping the sheet hard his other one on his mouth trying to mufle his cry as he cum in ur hand hard u continue to stroke him leaning over his body lifting his shirt with ur other hand lips meeting his small nipple licking over them as he breathe fastly, u stopped ur movement on his crotch after he got rid of his high ur sticky hand moving toward his small abs getting rid of his cum there only to move ur lips down leaving kissed all over his body until u reached the sticky places taking all of his cum on ur lips as he stand on his elbows eying u "fuck y/n u look so sexy"

u smiled at him stardling his lap ur core meeting his crotch as his head dropped into the matress again u leaned on him kissing his lips letting him taste himself as he moaned into the kiss hands wandering all over ur body, he turned u hanging over u right now leaving wet kisses on ur neck "i like u so much y/n" his words came out muffled ur fingers found his hair pulling it slightly as u guided him at ur sensitive spot "fuck i love it when u do that" he moaned on ur neck licking and sucking on that spot over and over again his hand caressing ur thighs under ur skirt going higher and higher until they met ur core "so wet" he whinned sliding ur panties to the side fingers caressing ur soft folds roaming over ur hole u tucked his hair harder "stop the teasing" voice horse from keeping ur moans inside, Jungwon dropped in the floor face meeting ur core as he pulled u closer lifting ur skirt higher and removing ur panties groaning at how drenched they are he moved his face closer breathing directly in ur core "so pretty" he mumbled before devouring ur  pussy sucking messily and fastly as if he didn't eat for a year leaving u struggling to hold ur moans thighs locking on his neck, his moans vibrating on ur core as his togue moved on ur entrance lapping all ur juices as his nose continues to brush over ur clit, u were so close so sensitive his pace never slowing down ur body shaking over him, his tongue continued to stimulate ur walls going deeper and deeper inside u until u couldn't hold it anymore

"omg jungwon m-" u rolled ur eyes feeling ur release hitting hard ur stomache tightened as he didn't stop his movement his hand moving to ur clit rubbing fastly pressing on u hard even when u tried to move away "too much" u cried his eyes eating u as u feel a very weird sensation taking over u, mind blank as ur head dropped on the pillow squirting all over his face as he got his tongue out hanging it there taking everything  he could before going back to ur pussy again collecting all of ur juices humming at the taste "u taste so good" he moaned again "Jungwon stop please i can't take anymore" u whinned head dizzy, "i can't i can't stop y/n" he answered muffled he couldn't bring himself to stop, addicted to ur taste he feels like crying everytime he tries to get away from ur core.

Both of ur moms were downstairs catching up, "where are the kids?" ur mom asked "they are upstairs, i think their catching up as well" Jungwon's mom answered softly sipping from her coffee "Yeah but it's been a while since i came here could u check on them pls" ur mom said worried, "dw i did couple minutes ago and they were reading their old notebook" Jungwon's mom lied smiling, she doesn't know what u two are doing but she wants to give u sometime because she knows exactly how down bad her son is into u.

Idk what i wrote lmao. Please note that this my first time writting something so don't be hard at me :( Also isn't my first language and i was typing hella fast so if there is a lot of mistakes than that's why. Anyways hope u enjoy!

[blackdollette]

I know you’re not really writing for Rory characters right now but if I could request a Clyde smut where he says “swallow, swallow” with the pill, but instead.. it’s his girlfriend or OOO maybe someone who buys stuff off him like weed, and she’s giving him head as payment but she’s got a textural problem so like, weird textures are icky, and he holds his hand over her mouth and says swallow? That may be weird, I dunno— if it is I’m so sorry 😭😭

anon you don't understand how much i've been thinking abt this ever since you sent this. i just 😩

"hand at the back of my neck." | clyde

national anthem. - lana del rey

✮⋆˙ [tags] @lustkillers @mayathepsychic1999@livingdead-materialgirl @romanroyapoligist@auggiethecreator @oliviah-25 @vanlisbon @lankysimp @livingdead-reilly@imoonkiss @lankysimp@nom-nommmm1@xxbl00d-cl0txx@k1ll3rh0rr0r@wildathevrt@mommymilkers0526@greenxgloss

⊹₊⋆ pairing: dealer!clyde x female!reader

⊹₊⋆ word count: 1.4k

⊹₊⋆ contents: drugs, blowjob, cum-eating, slight aftercare, fluffy if you squint

when it came to describing you, impulsive only covered the tip of the iceburg. the lines defining the story between you and clyde had gone blurry over the years but as far as you knew, he was basically the best thing that had ever happened to you. 

and both of you were fully aware of that.

your faintly shivering fist sheepishly knocked that familiar pattern on the door of his apartment room. the hallway outside of his room always smelled faintly of green and stale fast food. before you could bring your hand back to your side, the doorknob turned allowing the stained wooden door to creak open, bringing his warm, sleepy eyes and that smile into view.

“well, if it isn’t my favourite customer…” clyde flipped his hair out of his face, allowing his gaze to run up and down you shamelessly. “...you look good. as usual.”

he was shirtless, only clad in a pair of gray sweatpants that rode dangerously low on his hips. all need for formality had vanished the day you had experienced your first high right there in his “workshop”.

you smiled shyly, already feeling slightly light on your feet as the psychedelic aromas from inside wafted toward you. “hi clyde. sorry for showing up unannounced…” 

considering how quickly he opened the door and the lack of that lust-filled flush that covered his cheeks whenever he was getting some action, you could safely conclude that he was alone at the moment. but you felt the need to ask anyway.

“is now a good time? i can come back later if you’re busy…”

he let out a little breathless laugh, shaking his head and dislodging a few locks from behind his ear. “there’s no better time than now. c’mon in. i just got some new stuff shipped in that you’ll love.”

he snaked an arm around your shoulder, pulling you into his cozy apartment room and shutting the door behind you.

“you got your mind on anything specific today?” he asked as he ushered you to his overstuffed couch. you sat down, scanning the various piles of boxes with long medical names and numbers on them. 

you weren’t really the adventurous type when it came to drugs. you saw how badly it could screw someone’s life over, and you didn’t know if you had the willpower to “stop whenever you wanted to”. so a little marijuana had always seemed like the safest choice.

“just the usual please.” you watched as he playfully rolled his eyes at the predictability of your request.

“that’s my girl. i don’t even know why i wonder differently…” 

he dug through a large cardboard box, retrieving two dainty bags of weed and a pack of rolling paper. he wrapped them up nicely for you, knowing that the presentation meant everything to you. 

“alright, a bag of mary jane for the pretty lady.” he handed the goods to you, the smile on your face tugging at his heartstrings. “that’ll be $50.”

you hissed, the mention of the price nearly killing the mood.

“you know i’ve never had that kind of money on me, clyde. i’m barely making it by at the restaurant. i’m out looking for my third job this month.”

clyde tossed his hair out of his face, crossing his arms over his chest with a sigh. “don’t think i don’t know that times are getting hard around these parts. you know people have hardly been buying from me these days…”

you nodded, a guilt-ridden expression on your face as you cleared your throat to propose a suggestion.

“i doubt all those used-up strippers that come around here have the money. how do they pay you? blood money?”

clyde laughs heartily. “the night usually ends in some cheap sex that i regret in the morning. but a deal is a deal. you thinking of spending the night with me to cover the fee?”

you shake your head. “it’s that time of the month. i know how you are around blood.”

clyde grimaces, nodding with a chuckle. “no kidding. but you might be onto something…”

you looked up at him from your position on the couch debating whether or not to make your proposal.

“...want a blowjob..?” 

clyde’s gaze snapped to your face, looking for any hint or humour or sarcasm in your question. but you were dead serious. he looked down, a grin playing at his lips. 

“well that sure would be one hell of a payment…”

you fidgeted with your thumbs. “so… do we have a deal..?”

he smiles, extending a hand to you. “indeed we do.”

he gave you a firm handshake, spinning you around and sitting down on the couch as you stood in front of him.

you slowly sank down to your knees, resting comfortably in between his partly spread legs. your gazes met briefly, yours eager and his desperate. his imprint pressed against the soft wool of his sweatpants, betraying how much he was trying to keep his composure.

you place your hands on his thighs, trailing them up until you reach the waistband. your fingers pried underneath the elastic, the feeling of your cold fingers against his skin making him shiver. it took a moment for you to navigate your way under you felt him against your palm. you pulled out his needy erection, the tip already red and angry with desire.

clyde let out a shaky exhale, tipping his head back as your soft hands massaged his girth and teased the tip. his hips rutted up into your grip, desperate for more contact.

 you swallowed hard, getting rid of the abundance of moisture in your mouth before slowly opening your jaw, your hot breath hitting the tip and you licked a long stripe up his cock. clyde groaned deeply, his hand finding the back of your head as the other went down to cup your cheek.

you began to take him in, inch by inch as you salivated around him. you went down until your chin touched his balls and your nose tapped at the base of his length. you held back a gag as the tip hit the back of your throat. once you were secure, you bobbed your head up and down, creating suction in your cheeks to maximize his pleasure.

clyde’s breathing grew laboured, a huge grin plastered on his face. “...oh man… you’re a natural, aren’t ya..?” your heart fluttered at his praise, urging you to go a little quicker.

your tongue flicked against his tip with practiced precision. 

clyde whimpered as his hips bucked upward, forcing his length into you and out just as quickly. “i-i don’t think i’m gonna last much longer…” he swallows hard, his voice coming out strained and breathy. “...hope you’re ready for a load…”

you fondled his balls with your hand, massaging hypontic patterns onto the soft flesh. the heat of your mouth, the feeling of your perfect touch, it was all doing things to his head. better than any drug around.

as his leg began to twitch and his breathing grew weary, he vigorously thrusted into your mouth as moans and dirty phrases spilled from his lips.

“...that’s it… i’m cummin’...”

before he could fully get his warning out, his seed spilled into your mouth. everytime you thought he was running empty, another load busted onto your tongue. you gagged, your eyes welling with tears as he panted heavily, pulling your mouth off his rod as he recollected himself.

his vision went hazy. “that… that was amazing…” he looked down as you, watching you struggle to swallow his excessive load.

he waited for you to get yourself steady, but it was almost as if your body was physically rejecting his cum. you gagged, a few drops spilling out of your mouth until he quickly held the bottom of your jaw. 

“hey, hey..! easy there… what’s wrong..?” he asked frantically. you couldn’t speak, but he got the message quickly. 

he tilted your head back gently. “there you go, sweetie… swallow, swallow. just like that…” he whispered, wiping away the stray drops as you finally managed to get the thick, salty solution down.

you panted heavily, gripping onto his thighs for support. “i did it��” you managed to gasp out as he gently held your face. 

clyde pushed his hair out of his face, helping you get back to your feet. he stood up as well, still reeling over the aftershocks of his orgasm. “well, a deal is a deal.” he picked up your bagged goods from the couch, tossing them to you. 

you murmured a quiet ‘thank you’ as he walked you to the door, opening it for you like the gentleman he was.

“it was a real pleasure doing business with you.”

author's note: this request took me wayyy too long :(( and how haven't I written for clyde since April?!

[milfjuulpod]

Guidance, Ch II

lunch, coffee, perfume, emails

read chapter one here

A/N: heyyyy sorry for my absence my writers block is insane rn….anyways i hope y’all enjoy the second chapter, lmk how u feel abt it and what u wanna see! also- i have posted both of these chapters on my ao3, same username. ok here u go bye

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The office you resided in was dark, a soft light illuminating from the computer screen, gentle music playing from its speakers. The desk was littered with papers, folders, notes, pens—it was quite the mess. Ava had dropped off a stack of reports on students, those who were falling a bit behind and needed a bit of help. So naturally, you quickly got to work. You knew when you arrived at Abbott that you wanted to help as much as possible, and there was no point in waiting to get started. Sure, it was only the first couple of weeks, but you figured it was best to get a head start on things.

Thus, you launched yourself into work. Most of these students had struggled all last year, and you decided to take some preventative measures to help both the students and teachers. Organizing the files into different piles, you heard a knock at the door. You invited whoever it was inside, and were met with a delightful surprise. “Hi Melissa, how can I help you?” You asked, taking your eyes off of the mess sprawled in front of you. “I think you might be the one who needs help, kid, what's all of this?” She asked, almost laughing at how disheveled your workspace was.

You sighed and leaned back in your chair, as Melissa took place in the seat across from you. “Ava dropped off some files on students, so I’m trying to make plans for them for this year.” She looked at you with such care at that moment, before returning to her usual demeanor. “Well don’t run yourself into the ground before we get halfway into the school year, I have a feeling your desk is gonna look like this a lot,” she teased. You replied with a quiet yes, and went to turn the music down before Melissa stopped you.

“Hold on, is that Italian?” She asked, trying to hide the smile on her face. Glancing at the screen, you realized what was playing. “Yeah, it's called Salvatore, by Lana Del Rey, I listen to this song a lot.” Her smile grew at your statement, and took mental note of it. At this point, you wondered why Melissa came in here, she still has yet to say. As if she read your mind, she spoke again. “I came to bring this to you, I had some extra and wasn’t sure if you’d eaten already, and I’m gonna guess you haven’t,” She gestured to the desk once again before setting down a tupperware in front of you. As she stood up to take her leave, she said, “I hope you like this Italian food as much as you like listening to the language,” and walked out of your office. You felt nearly as warm as the food sitting in front of you. 

       

When five p.m. rolled around, you figured it was about time to call it. Many plans were made for students, the rest would have to wait until tomorrow. You packed up your things to leave, when you remembered the tupperware sitting on the edge of your desk. Melissa’s tupperware. Hoping she didn’t leave, you grabbed it and rushed to her door. Unfortunately, her lights were off and the door was locked. Looks like that will have to wait until tomorrow too. 

      On the way out, you were stopped by Janine. “Hey! how’s the first week going?” She asked, excited as ever. You told her about the work you had done, and what was still left to do. “I just gotta take this home and wash it now, it’s Melissa’s.” Janine’s eyes widened at that statement, making you feel like maybe you said something you shouldn’t have. “Oh, Melissa gave you that? It took weeks before she even remembered my name, let alone give me something,” She shuffled on her feet nervously. “I hope she’s not trying to butter you up for anything,” Janine’s rambling was cut off by Gregory pulling up to the two of you. “I’ll see you tomorrow!” 

      Walking to your own car, you wondered what Janine could’ve meant by that. Melissa had been nothing but kind to you, what could possibly make her say that? Sure, the older teacher had a bit of a tough exterior, but she already took a liking to you. Janine’s words echoed in your head, and the anxiety grew as you thought about what Melissa really wanted from you. 

        

The following morning, you walked to Melissa’s classroom with her clean tupperware and coffees in hand. One for you, one for her. You were just going to return her dish, give her the coffee, and leave. Nothing more, nothing less. The crush on her was a bit ridiculous at this point, you barely knew the redhead, and yet you wanted nothing more but to learn everything. Knocking lightly on the door, you let yourself in. “Good morning, you left yesterday before I could give this back to you. Oh, and here’s a coffee as a thank you.” You greeted Melissa with excitement. Except she didn’t match the energy, at all. She didn’t even look up from her computer as she quietly said “thank you.” 

        Okay, maybe you were planning on staying a bit longer and chatting with her before getting to your own work, and you felt a bit defeated. Silently, you left the classroom and walked to your own office, wondering if Janine was right about Melissa. It was hard to focus on work feeling this way, and slowly, but surely, it was lunch time. Opting to work through it, you didn’t visit the break room with everyone else. You missed Melissa anxiously looking for you in the break room. But her best friend didn’t. 

        

“Why do you keep looking at the door? Are you waiting for someone?” Barbara asked the woman next to her. Melissa glanced at the cameras, before deciding to lie. “Uh, no. Just…paying attention. You can never be too careful.” Barbara knew what that tone meant, but decided to let it go. Playing the events from this morning back in her mind, Melissa felt a little bad for ignoring you, and this made her upset. Why did she care? 

      “You’re shaking the whole table bouncing your leg, Melissa. What’s going on?” Barbara questioned. Melissa just sighed in response and leaned back in her chair. With a stern look from her friend, she started talking. “I don’t know. That new guidance counselor came by this morning to return my tupperware and I was busy so I didn’t really say much. And then she just left, but what was I supposed to do? She got me coffee too, I didn’t even realize until she was gone. It was good though, I haven’t been to the place she got it from. Maybe I should ask her where it is? Or…I don’t know…” The redhead trailed off. Across from her, Barbara tried her best to hide the shock from hearing her friend’s words. 

       “Why are you overthinking this? I’m sure she’s fine and wouldn’t mind you inquiring about the coffee. Go, before the break is over and I have to hear about this all over again tomorrow morning.” Barbara laughed as Melissa rolled her eyes, but she stood up to go searching. 

     

  You, on the other hand, decided to pick up a sandwich from the corner store across the street for lunch. Upon returning, you nearly jumped out of your skin when you opened the office door. “Melissa! Oh good god you scared me, what are you doing in here?” You whisper-screamed, adrenaline still rushing for a moment. “I had a question for ya,” she replied, so casually. As if it was normal for her to sneak into your office while you were out. Come to think of it, you remember locking the door, how exactly did she get in?

       “A question that couldn’t wait for me to get back from the store? And that’s my chair, scooch it,” You set the sandwich on the desk and leaned against it as well waiting for Melissa to move out of your seat. She didn’t. “Sorry for being so short with you this morning, kid. I was a little overwhelmed with making plans for both of my classes, but thank you for the coffee, that was sweet.” She smiled at you sincerely, and if this is what you get for buying her a coffee, it might become a daily thing. “Where did you get it by the way?”

        “Oh! It’s this new place that just opened up by my apartment, Opus. I’ve been a few times already, might become a regular there,” you told her. “Yeah, that makes two of us.” Melissa stood up to leave, and without thinking, you grabbed her hand to stop her. “Wait! Did you say both of your classes? You have two?” 

        Melissa was visibly surprised at your physical touch, but she didn’t pull back either. “Yeah, a combined second and third grade class. Gonna be a great year,” She informed you, rolling her eyes in the process. You let go of her hand finally and took in what she said. “If you need any help, with lesson plans or grading, you know where to find me.” 

        The teacher took your hand again and gently squeezed it before letting go, “Thanks hon, I’ll keep that in mind. And next time you need lunch, you know where to find me,” She said with a smirk before walking out the door. Sitting down, you took in the smell of her perfume that coated the area for a few moments more. The sweet scent was quickly forgotten when you looked at your computer screen. Many emails, forgotten assignments, but what caught your eye immediately, was a new email, from Melissa of all people. 

       Forgot to ask while I was still with you, but would you want to meet this afternoon or later this week to help me with some planning? Maybe we can enjoy a coffee inside the shop this time. Let me know. 

-Melissa Schemmenti

[kodydrs]

Was I Helpful? - Smoker

a/n: idk why, but cigarettes are so lana coded. hope everyone is having a good day. kisses. yk what you should totally do? should totally reply & reblog, as well as leave a request / ask in my inbox 😉

warnings : pretimeskip!smoker x pirate!reader, fxm, implied age gap, dom!smoker, sub!reader, pet names, blowjobs, oral (m.receiving), a lot of hair stroking, no use of y/n, not proofread, i’m bad at tagging

summary : pirate!reader is caught by pretimeskip!smoker

ib : none

request : yes / no

Smoker's eyes narrowed down at you, a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

‘You're a curious one, aren't you? Always poking around where you're not supposed to be.’

You smiled sheepishly up at the Vice Admiral. Due to his insane height, he towers over you, casting a shadow over your figure. He chuckles, his voice low and gravelly. ‘I suppose it’s admirable in its own way. Not many will defy the rules as many times as you have.’

‘I don’t know if I’d call it “defying the rules”. Bending them, sure, but defying? Not really.’ You’re rocking back and forwards on your heels, hands clasped together.

This isn’t your first offence against the Marines. Stealing, damaging Marine property and threats against them were all on your list. The only problem was that this time, you’d been caught. Obviously not the first time, but the first time when it’d been by the Vice Admiral.

He folds his arms, looking at you.

‘I bet you bend a bit more than just the rules.’ Your face flushes and you start twiddling your fingers, suddenly feeling a growing urge to leave.

‘No…’ Smoker scoffs and grins.

‘I’m actually rather confident in my theory.’

Not knowing what to say, you press your lips together in a hard line. Smoker He leans in closer to you, his face just inches away from yours now.

‘I can tell there’s more to you than some lousy pirate who always targets Loguetown. And I think it’d be a shame to waste such potential.’

A shiver sprints down your spine and you bring your clasped hands to your lips, staring at the ground. His voice is smooth and deep, almost hypnotic. He takes your chin between his thumb and index finger, lifting your head up until you are forced to make eye contact with him.

‘Tell me, little girl. Why should I let you off the hook?’ You stare at his brown eyes and gasp, a sound that comes out as a quiet whimper.

‘Becaus-‘ He cuts you off mid sentence, gripping your chin tighter.

‘...Because…’ He trails off, leaning forward slightly, bringing his nose close to yours ‘...you've got something special inside you, haven't you?’

You bite your lip and nod slowly.

‘I could be helpful…’

He chuckles darkly, pulling away slightly.

‘Helpful how exactly?’ He’s teasing, running his hands along your waist gently. ‘Are you going to help me out or am I wasting my time here?’

‘I could help you find things.’ He smiles slyly, leaning in closer again.

‘Really? You think you can find what I need?’ He whispers into your ear once more, causing a shiver to run down your spine. ‘Then prove it.’

‘How?’

He brings his hand that was resting on your chin to your head, gently pushing you down to your knees. ‘Prove it.’ Your eyes widen and stare up at him, shaking by your current position. He grins, sitting back with you now between his legs. Cupping the back of your head in his hand.

‘Prove to me that you're useful, little doll.’ he says softly, bringing his other hand to run over your lips.

You nod, opening your mouth slightly and biting down on his thumb.

‘Good girl.’ He mutters, letting you go and stepping back. ‘You're definitely worth something after all.’

You hum at the praise, letting him control the motion of your head with his hand.

‘Now then…’ He continues, reaching out and grabbing both sides of your face firmly. ‘Let’s see how good you can be at listening. Open wide, doll.’

You do as told, letting your mouth fall and hang open. He smirks, pressing his thumb against your tongue as he undoes his belt with his other hands.

You watch patiently as he pulls his dick from his pants. You can practically feel your throat stretch as you look at him, saliva building up on your tongue.

‘Is that supposed to be a look of amazement on your face?’ He asks, pressing his throbbing cock against your lips. ‘Or are you just enjoying the view, little doll?’

You nod slowly, lips wet against his tip.

‘Both… sir.’

Leaning forwards so that he is hovering over you, he moves his hand out of your mouth and to your head. Without any further discussion, he presses himself into your mouth, groaning softly. You whimper around his dick, crying at the way it does in fact stretch your mouth and throat. Trying your best to take it but you gag and pull back, whispering apologies while you cough. He pulls back slightly, chuckling.

mYou're a bit too eager, doll.’ he runs a hand through your hair and it’s awfully comforting. ‘There’s no rush, so take your time to adjust.

You swallow, opening your mouth to take him again. You go down slowly this time, getting about 3 inches in before you have to pull back out.

‘Just like that, doll. Looking good.’ He praises, and you feel it go straight to your wet pussy. ‘Do your best and there’ll be no reason for me to force it all down.’

Each time, as you bob your head, you manage to take more and more of him and before you know it, your nose is pressed up against his pubic bone.

A deep groan arises from his throat and he leans back against his chair. His hand in your hair grips it tightly and his eyes close with his head back.

Now that you’d taken him all, you were set on the goal of getting him to the end. So each time you pulled him out, you’d stop at his head and suckle along the slit for a few seconds before going down again.

‘Damn, that's hot.’ He grunts, feeling the need to touch you but keeping his hands on your head. ‘Fuck, doll. Just like that.’

Your mouth is at his base when his hips buck into your mouth, making you gag around him. You stop moving for a moment before pushing past the slight sting and continuing what you were doing. Suddenly, he pulls you back off him.

‘Fuck, stop. I’m gonna cum.’ His voice is deep and broken and if it doesn’t turn you on. Innocently looking up at him, you wrap your hand around his hard cock, stroking it lightly.

‘Can I please make you cum with my mouth?’ You plead.

‘Not yet. J-Just keep doing what you’re doing.’ You pout but listen, somewhat annoyed that you’d come so far and he wouldn’t even let you finish him off properly. Bending the rules (something that you’re so very good at), you feather his shaft in kisses.

He watches you for a moment, then groans.

‘Shit...I can't take this.’ His hips starting to move on their own. ‘Just make me come. Please, doll.’ Your eyes light up and you wrap your lips around his tip, suckling and kitten licking it while still using your hand on the rest of him.

He moans loudly, his hips bucking him further into your mouth as you continue to torture.

‘Oh fuck. I’m gonna-‘ He starts, but can’t finish as he comes hard, crying out in pleasure. A high-pitch moan escapes your lips as white hot liquid shoots into your mouth, the stuff you can swallow pouring out the sides.

He gasps, panting heavily as he leans forwards and over you once again.

‘That… was amazing.’ You’re also panting, stroking him lazily while you lean your head against his thigh, kissing it weakly. He smiled at you, ruffling your hair with one hand as he pets you with his other. ‘You did great, doll. I don't think anyone could ever beat that blowjob.’

You nod again, letting go of his dick.

‘Was I helpful?’

He chuckled softly.

‘Yes, doll. Very helpful.’ He rests his hand on your head for a second before patting his lap. ‘Come ‘ere.’

It takes a minute for you to stand, but you do so with wobbly knees, moving to carefully straddling his lap.

‘You know it’s only fair if we get even now.’ She teased, rubbing 2 fingers against your clothed cunt. You groan, holding his shoulders tightly. You’re over sensitive, and he’s going to make the most of that.

He grins, moving his fingers slightly higher to your clit, pleasuring the small bud. You’re already a moan mess when he moves your panties to the side and plunges 2 fingers deep inside you, making you cry out and hide your face in his neck.

He thrusts his fingers deeply within you, reaching up to pull your head back so he can see you.

‘I love how responsive you are, doll..." He says breathily, running his hands through your hair as he keeps going.

‘Sir…’ you whimper. ‘I’m gonna cum, sir.’

‘Come for me, babydoll.’

Upon his command, you feel your orgasm unravel, making your whole body shake vigorously in his lap. He laughs softly, pulling his fingers out of you and wiping them against his pants. Your weak body flops against him and he allows you to stay like that for a while.

After a few minutes, you pull yourself together and stand, fixing your clothes as you return to the position you’d been in when you first entered the room.

‘Go on about your day, pirate.’ Smoker directs, lighting 2 cigars and waving you off. ‘But don’t let me see you again or I won’t be so kind as to let you off.’

You nod and before you know it, you’re sprinting off down to the docks of Loguetown, both of you knowing fully well you’ll be back to be helpful again.

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[fan-goddess]

For kinktober:

Billy Washington x face sitting

Modern Aemond x getting caught

Tom bennettt x public sex

would adore if you could do these, I love your writing so much! 💕

Authors Note: thank you for these love and the compliment! Gonna do the Billy Washington x face sitting one here and I’ll do the other ones separately so it’s just easier. Thank you for waiting for this as long as you did, I realised I sort of did them in the wrong order ha still boo you like these ♥️

Warnings: Praising, f oral, face sitting, teasing, hint at m oral, (if I miss any let me know)

Taglist: @sofiyathecunt, @marvelgirl123, @sylasthegrim, @mochi-rose, @valeskafics, @humanpurposes, @watercolorskyy, @blue-serendipity, @helaelaemond @omgbrcat

You and Billy had been dating for quite some time now, and for the whole time, you’d noticed that he’d always been eager to please.

Whether that was with a nice hot cup of tea when you got back from a stressful day at work, or even just calling the local Chinese place for food when he could tell that you were too tired to try and attempt to cook anything that night.

It was also unsurprising to the both of you when you realised how eager to please Billy was in other areas of your relationship too.

“I’m back love!” You yell, chucking off your coat onto the hook and flinging your messenger bag somewhere by the sofa, before walking to the direction of the bedroom.

“Hey babe” Billy smiles, sneaking up behind you to wrap his arms around your waist and pulling you into him, so he can give you a quick affectionate kiss on the forehead.

“How was your day? Did you chat to Lana? I swear she said something about calling you sometime today… or it may have been tomorrow?” You muse, dragging Billy to the bed and laying down next to him, humming slightly in content as his arms wrap around you once more as your head rests on his chest.

“Yeah, spoke to Lana earlier. She’s doing alright for herself. Had a couple dates with that fella of hers and got another tomorrow. Had a call of the job centre too. Some mechanic place is hiring for apprenticeships and stuff and I got an interview next week.”

“Billy thats bloody brilliant!” You grin, bringing your hands up to cup his face before practically yanking him in for a deep kiss, chuckling slightly against his lips in amusement as you feel how eager Billy is for your kisses and general affection.

“I’ve got no work to do, so I’m free all afternoon for whatever you desire my love.” You grin, a mischievous smile painted on your lips as Billy’s own face turns a light shade of pink from bashfulness. It’s always fun teasing him and seeing the way he gets.

“Well, there is something I’ve been wanting to try for a while. Since you’ve been saying about me taking charge more-“

“Billy I don’t care if you’re more submissive or dominant in this relationship! I just care about you not thinking you need to bend over backwards for me! Cause I’ll be here no matter what kinks you suddenly pull out! Well, I will run for the actual hills if you suggest anything feet related, but that’s a different matter-“

“It’s not fucking feet love!” Billy laughs, the noise making your chest practically ache from happiness as the stress seems to somehow physically drain from his face.

You always loves Billy’s laugh. The small barely noticeable stress wrinkles you never tell him about seems to magically smooth away, and almost make him look strangely innocent.

“It’s… well… I wanted to maybe have you sit on my face…”

“You want what?” Your eyes furrow at Billy’s murmur. But when he repeats it louder and clearer, your breathes go ragged and you can already feel your legs clenching together in anticipation.

“I want you to sit on my face. So I can eat you out, till you can’t take it anymore…”

“Oh…” You hate how breathless you sound. But the thought of Billy doing that to you is doing too many unholy things to your head that you can’t help but bite your lip in deep thought. “Yeah… I think we can definitely do that baby.”

“Good!” It’s so precious how he smiles so bashfully in front of you. He’s like a whole new man. Like he didn’t just suggest something that made your face blush bright red from his request mere moments ago. “So get on my face now.”

Your heart feels as if it could explode with how hard your blood was pumping to your face right now, but you can’t help but nod eagerly to Billy’s demands and quickly strip yourself nude, your clothes flying all over the room as you focus on Billy, and Billy only.

You’re awkward in your movements at first, never having a man do this so intimate thing with you before, and yet Billy takes this in stride. Before you can even get to sit yourself on his chin, he grabs at your thighs and clumsily forces your whole body on his face, where you can’t help but grind slightly on as one of the most intense feelings of your life hits you.

It’s strange, to have Billy’s wet warm tongue piercing your wet cunt, and to have his nose simultaneously nuzzling your clit, but it’s amazing, perfect, and is honestly making you feel practically delirious.

Yet even with the intense feeling, the worry of suffocating your beloved boyfriend is more important. So when you try to lift yourself up a bit to give him some room to breath, you find yourself letting a loud sigh of surprise and pleasure as Billy only goes and pulls you straight back, holding your legs even tighter in his grip to stop you from moving.

“Don’t move again…” Billy murmurs, “Fucking gorgeous…”

You can only sigh in agreement, and can’t help yourself from grinding further on Billy’s eager face, completely disregarding your earlier worries. Your hands clasp desperately where they can, which in your case, is Billy’s shaggy hair that tickles your lower half slightly. Though when you tighten your grip slightly, you can feel Billy groan slightly as he eats you out, seemingly aroused by your tight grip on his body.

You quickly begin whining in approval though. “Fuck Billy so good for me!” Adoring the way he becomes to desperate to hear your praise, and the way his actions seem to quicken to appease you.

His own groans of pleasure may be muffled, but they certainly are enthusiastic, as the vibrations somehow seem to only heighten your pleasure.

You can feel the bed shake slightly, and when you turn your head slightly to look behind you, your mouth falls open on its own accord as you see Billy’s hard cock straining in his underwear. His hips even mimicking small thrusts in order to get some kind of stimulation for himself.

It’s almost endearingly amusing to you to see the small wet patch forming in his underwear from his own arousal. You think he could almost cum alone from eating you out. A thing you soon almost find yourself doing as Billy’s movements get rougher.

“Oh my god I’m gonna cum Billy!” You whine, your grip on Billy’s hair becoming rough as the knot in your stomach tightens, on the brink of bursting, only spilling over when you begin to rut your pussy on his willing mouth like a woman possessed.

It’s so intense, that you find yourself somehow more aroused and yet thankful with Billy’s tight grip on your thighs, that turns almost bruising as he makes sure you don’t almost fall off his face. And when your legs begin to cramp and you move to lay beside your lover and properly look at him, your breath feels like it’s been swept away as you see your juices shining all over his face.

You can feel your face burn red in embarrassment, covering your face with your hands as you try to hide your shyness. “Billy, you’ve got well, me all over your face love…”

You can hear him hum slightly and when you peak through your fingers to see what he does, your legs unconsciously clamp together seeing his tongue trying to pick up as much of you as he can, his fingers too trying to catch any he was unable to get with his tongue.

“You’re gonna kill me someday Billy Washington!” You grin, moving to give him a firm kiss on his damp cheek, and giggling when you see his beautiful bashful smile. The Billy you’re used too, the submissive Billy, coming back to you right before your eyes.

Speaking of your eyes, they once again trail to Billy’s crotch, where his cock still strains against the fabric of his pants with a distinct wet patch still drawing your main attention.

“Do you want me to help you out with that baby?”

“Only if you want to darling.”

Your hand teases the outline of him, your smile smug as he whines into the air. “Of course I want to sweet boy, I’d be crazy not to.”

[thecookiebratz]

"Oh Fuck~"

Tw: Kinda mean!Nanami , dacryphilia, hitting of the ass (once), pretty vulgar, squirting, voyerisim (being watched), a very small amount of masturbation, choking, kinda desperate reader, Black reader in mind with a chubby-ish body 747 words

What to listen to- "Stargirl Interlube" by The Weekend and Lana Del Rey

Song sponsored by @kazushawty bc I was reader her fic right before posting and we love a stargirl and when you need The Weekend go to her <3

Beta Reader: @strawberry--brat, legit the best person on here

Dividers by @benkeibear

Nanami kept his camera off as he was in a zoom call with his law firm coworkers. He didn’t want anyone to see how his beautiful baby girl was grinding her hips on him in her pretty pink outfit. His mic was still on, though. So not a sound could come out of your plump, glossy lips. Kento said he would reward you if you kept quiet and punish you if you didn’t.

He brought his hand to your clit and made perfect circles on it with his middle and ring finger. “Ah yes. We still have the Trafalgar D. Water Law v Silvers Rayleigh case to deal with” (Yes I know this is a jjk fit not a one piece fic but I also simp for these 2 men). You bring your hand to cover your mouth as you rolled your hips against his hand.

Little squeaks started coming out of your mouth and slipping through your fingers. Kento pulled your hair back so his mouth was at your ear and he simply whispered, “Be quiet before I turn the camera on and fuck you in front of everyone”

And with that phrase, you couldn’t keep it in any longer, you wanted them to see. You moan out “Please let them watch.

Kento smirks and pushes his chair back, so you both are standing up, turns on his camera, and interrupted one of his coworkers. “Excuse me, guys. My princess here wants to put on a show. Don’t you?

You nod your head, which brings a slap to your ass.” Use your words".

You whine before saying “Please watch me get punished”

Nanami pulls out his hard member, spits on it and starts to sink into your wet cunt as he rolls up your skirt. You look right into the camera and moan out loud. “Be polite and greet everyone in the meeting,” he says as he pulls out to the tip and slams back into you and starts going at an insanely fast pace.

You can’t stop moaning but try to push through as you read everyone’s titles “H-Hello Mr. Fushiguro. Hello M-Mr. Geto. How are you, Mr. T-Todo? Hi Mr. I-I-Itadori” They all smile at you and you can tell Mr. Fushiguro is playing with himself.

“Fuck Kento. You might have to share that cute girl. I want some” and a flood of “Me too”’s can be heard from the rest of the men. “Oh, yeah?” Nanami chokes you and pulls you back so now your back is on his chest, never slowing down his pace. “You want all those men to use you?”

You look at the computer that’s on the table and shake her head no. Kento’s hand squeezes your neck tighter and whispers “Talk”

“No, I don’t want anyone but Daddy” He lets your neck go and now your face is right in front of the camera again

“Did you hear her Toji? No one but me”. Nanami buries himself to the base and just grind his hips. You hear Toji mutter a “Oh fuck off”.

You're now loud with tears running down your face. “Please let me cum Daddy” a wicked smile grew on Nanami’s face.

“Ask your audience baby”

“Please, sirs can I cum?” you looked at everyone on the screen and they all said “No” which had you whining more.

10 minutes later you were still begging, but it was more like babbles “I needa. Please. Oh, my please” but almost none of it could be heard because of the sound being produced by Nanami slamming his skin on yours.

“You should let her cum now,” says Todo. Nanami sits back down in the chair, holds the back of your knees up and starts fucking up into you. “Go on, show them the mess you can make. Cum for me princess”

And you do just that. It feels like a weight is lifted off your shoulder and you squirt for all 5 men, letting out the slightest moan/cry.

Nanami keeps fucking into you until he’s close. “Get on your knees and open that pretty mouth.”. It’s like you can’t disobey him. He pumps his member a little more and releases in your mouth. “Let them see you swallow my cum”

You put your face in front of the camera with your tongue out and you swallow all that was given to you. T

“Thank you Daddy. And thank you for watching”

“I need me, a girl like her”

-🍪

[rafesgoldrings]

First off, congratulations again on 1k, my sweet love. 🥹 very well deserved. One of the most talented writers on here!

Could I please get Lust For Life, with the song Florida Kilos by Lana Del Rey for our angel boy, Rafe? Thank you so much, baby!

Florida Kilos R.C

Thank you my love🥺 that means so much coming from you, I hope you enjoy (I apologize if the pacing and plot is weird😭 this is just how I envisioned this in my head)

Warning: drug usage, mentions of a gun, worries about dying?

“You know if we get caught you could go to prison right?”

“Well baby, prison isn’t nothing to me if you’ll be my side”

That was how it started, being his girlfriend yet barely seeing him caused you to grow tired of his constant late night trips to who knows where. You weren’t an idiot, you knew what he was doing, and when you first approached him, he was hesitant to let you in. He told you this was a dangerous world, that there were people who would shoot you with no hesitation, that he didn’t want you involved because you were too good for that kind of shit. You of course assured him it was okay, that you wanted in, to just give you a chance because you missed having him there with you and if this is what it took then so be it.

So he agreed, now a year later it’s summer and you both decided to drive down to the Florida Keys in a condo he bought recently. Turns out you’re a great help at his deals, all those little skirts you wear and the way you wrap your lips around your straw as you sip your cherry coke with lime made the men incredibly weak in the knees.

“You cut this shit with the baking powder right Rafe? You know that makes it weigh more which means we can charge more and half these idiots will be too high to notice” he shook his head as he bent down to the white lines he had placed on the counter next to the stove, snorting them clean and letting out a loud sigh.

“Of course I did baby, not an amateur. Here” he pulled his car keys from his pocket, getting the special key he used for coke and scooping some of the white powder up to hold to your nose.

You snorted the powder from the key, scrunching your nose and sniffling, then wiped any evidence from your nostril. You extended your hand to his, interlacing your fingers and heading to the car for a deal he’d managed to set up in Miami. He opened the middle console and pulled out his gun, sticking it in the waistband of his pants as he always did in case something went awry. You pulled down the vanity mirror and reapplied your signature red lipstick, admiring the delicate gold hoops you had on that Rafe bought you as a gift. When you were satisfied, you pushed it back and put your seatbelt on.

The deal was obviously a huge success, the guy wasn’t able to take his eyes off of you long enough to notice his coke was clearly cut with baking soda, blindly paying Rafe double the price because of his fascination with you. Once he left, You and Rafe walked to the beach and watched as the waves crashed against the shore. The soft moonlight illuminating them beautifully, bringing you a sense of peace that you hadn’t quite realized you needed.

“I think we should move to Miami one day” you spoke softly, resting your head on his shoulder as his expensive cologne filled your nose.

“Yeah? Why’s that baby?” his eyes remained on the waves in front of him, one arm wrapped around your shoulder hugging you close.

“People never die in Miami. That’s what they all say, you believe me, don’t you baby?” a forced smile on your face as you realized you two aren’t bulletproof, you could easily die on one of these runs. Sure you’d been lucky before, but luck always runs out one way or another.

“Of course, maybe one day we will. We’ll move here and leave this shit behind us, just dance the night away. A world made just for us where we live forever and watch the keys” he knew what you were thinking, the same thing often crossed his mind. He was able to drown it out with you, your moans, the feeling of your body against his, the high he got from snorting the white powder that made it feel like winter.

“Promise me. Promise me we’ll move here and live forever one day” you moved your head to look at him, a serious look on your face.

“I promise.” his hands moving to cup your face and pull you into a kiss. A promise that could seal your fates forever never felt so good. Little did you both know…

[meredith-harper81]

I’ve Always Loved You💔

She Moved On

Chapter 1:

Paring : Chris Evans x Lana Parker

Word Count: 2k

Chris Pov

I had already gotten messages from my family and friends wishing me all the best and saying they couldn't wait to see me super soon.

I look up from my phone, and the black SUV arrives. I open the door and get in.

"Ready to go, Chris?" Megan asks me as she hands me a Bud Light seltzer.

"Ready as I will ever be," I smile, opening the can and taking a sip to cool my nerves. I am so nervous and excited about tonight. It would be my last premiere for awhile, and nobody knows just yet.

"Okay, so nobody knows the news except for me and your agency, so when the media ask about your next project, just try to project them away from asking more questions, or I will try my best to drift the question away," Megan tells me, and all I do is nod.

The driver pulls out of the driveway, and we are on our way to the Dolby Theater.

After a twenty-minute drive, we pull in, and I can hear people shouting. I get out of the SUV and wave to some people, and Megan directs me along to the carpet to take some photos and answer some questions about the movie.

I'm waiting in line and can't help but notice Ryan and Ana both have their families with them tonight. Ana brought her boyfriend Paul, and Ryan is here with his kids and wife, and I feel a little jealous of them and their loved ones tonight.

Normally I would bring my brother or family to events like these, but everyone is busy living their lives.

...

I take some pictures, greet some fans, and answer some questions about the movie and some even about what I'm wearing tonight, and then we get pulled into a group photo with the rest of the cast. I look around me, and everybody just looks so happy and content, but the dagger in my heart is bleeding out bit by bit every day. I just wish she was here to support me like she always did.

After we got introduced on stage, I am sitting by the bar, and for some reason, I can't get her out of my head tonight...

'Lana Parker'

The only love of my life.

We were once engaged in 2019 and even supposed to get married, but I ended things with her on a bad note, half of which I don't even remember.

I just remember walking out. It was one of my biggest mistakes, and I still regret it to this day.

It had to do with my career. We were supposed to get married, and I was going to quit acting, but—I can't remember—I lashed out at her and woke up the next morning and left her.

I sold my house and moved to LA, and most of my belongings were placed in a storage unit with the help of Ma and Tara. I stayed down here during the lockdown and just worked for three years.

My family was really mad and didn't talk to me for a few months, but eventually we made up when Shanna got married. Now that Scott is engaged... I'm thinking about going back to Boston and trying again with her unless she's moved on or found someone else.

I was deep in my thoughts when Ana came up with her boyfriend, Paul.

"Chris I want you to meet Paul," Ana says.

I get out of my seat and pull my hand forward to greet him.

"Oh yeah, man, how are you? I say I'm pulling him into a hug.

"Good, good. Huge fan," he says and pulls back.

"Thanks. Nice. So let's get a picture. I say, breaking the awkward tension. He nods, and Ana takes the photo.

"And I guess Paul is on to his next victim," Ana jokes as she orders an old-fashioned.

I smile and finish my beer.

"So rumors say Chris Evans is retiring soon? Is that right? She asks me, taking some of the beer nuts I have in front of me.

My head is hung low, and all I do is nod.

"That's great, Chris. So are you planning on settling down with Lana soon?"

I look up at her, and she immediately has a look of regret on her face.

"I'm so sorry I didn't mean to; it just slipped out since you guys were last together," she says.

"It's okay. Umm, I'm not sure. I need to get to Boston first," I say, looking at the time, which reads 6:45 p.m. I get up and tell Ana to have a good night.

I decided not to go to the after-party and just head back home to Dodger Stadium and finish packing.

Once the car service arrived at the gate, I gave him some cash and walked inside, where I was greeted by Dodger. I know he is probably hungry, and with all the moving boxes and things, I can't find anything.

"Yeah, Bubba, hold on," I say, finding the bag behind some random moving box near the living room. I scoop a few cups and place them in his dog bowl.

Meanwhile, I head to the bedroom, change out of this suit, and take a much-needed shower to wash all the stress of tonight off.

After my shower, I warm up some leftovers from last night and sit down to eat when a whiny Dodger comes by with his puppy eyes.

Which either means he did something bad or wants me to grab his favorite dog toy, which he probably tossed somewhere.

I get up and start looking under the sofa, and I'm about to give up when I find the darn lizard's tail hidden under the curtain.

I walk over and lift the curtain, pick up the stuffed animal, throw it across the room, and step on something cold.

I pick it up, and it's a gold infinity necklace. I open the clasp, put it around my neck alongside my Christopher necklace, and go back to eating dinner.

I remember Lana losing this necklace when I brought her here for a week, and she loved this necklace in an Instagram ad. I bought it for her and surprised her, and the look on her face when she lost it was devastating.

I wonder if she's doing well or has moved on. I haven't had the time to keep a tab on her, but I miss her so much.

I pull out my wallet and put my hand over the picture I have of us laughing, taken at Ma's house one Christmas. She is sitting on my lap, laughing at something I said.

I take out the engagement ring I remember taking off of her and throwing it.

I regret that day so much. I was so drunk, I don't even remember it. Ma was the one who found the ring and gave it to me at Shanna's wedding, and since then I've kept it in my wallet.

.....

I was leaving LA for good and leaving my house to my pal Jimmy to look after and move into.

After dinner, I take all my boxes with my personal belongings and place them in my room. I will deal with them later in life if ever needed. I call Ma, letting her know I will be home by early lunch, and she answers very coldly and tells me it's okay.

And after tonight, I'm ready to settle down and start a family of my own.

I mean, I'm forty-one, for crying out loud. These swimmers are even more likely to drown if I don't plant them somewhere.

I started up at the ceiling, daydreaming about how my life would have been if I didn't leave Boston; maybe I would've had a family of my own... I turn off the lamp and Dodger layers next to me, and I give him some cuddles and try to get some good shut-eye.

...

I've just landed in Boston, and before I left LA, I met up with Megan. She told me to just give her a call, and she can have statements sent and ready for the press. She gave me a hug, wished me all the best, and hoped I got the family I'd longed for.

I grab Dodger's leash and have him sit in the car as I load my things in the back. I run over to the other side, and the Uber takes off for Ma's home.

When the driver drops me off, Dodger runs off to the front door while I am slowly wheeling in my two suitcases.

I walk over to the front door and ring the bell and knock, but nothing happens.

I look under the mat and see the spare key. I use it and let Dodger in, and he starts to sniff around and bark, plants himself on the sofa, and goes to sleep. I walk further into the house.

"Ma?" I walk over and see a note on the table with a key.

The note said my room for a while is in the basement, and this is the key for the basement, and lunch is in the oven, and Ma is out with a friend.

Since when does Ma go out on a Friday afternoon? I shrug it off, and I wheel my things down to the basement.

I head downstairs, walk into one of the guest bedrooms, and decide to take a shower. After my shower, I head back upstairs and notice Ma is still not home. I heat up some food, eat it, and decide to take Dodger on a walk to his favorite park, which we used to go to all the time.

I pull on some running shoes and take his leash, and we take off. I text Tara, letting her know I need to find a new place, and we decide to meet up for dinner at Ma's tonight.

I've known Tara since I was in middle school; she has been one of my all-time best friends, but she and Lana never got along. I sort of remember Tara always bringing something up about Lana being selfish or using me for her money.

Recently, Tara got a divorce, and I wasn't there. I feel like a shy friend, so I also need to make up for that. Ma is inviting all my siblings for dinner tonight, and I called Tara and invited her as well.

...

I arrive at the park, and as I let Dodger off his leash, I notice it isn't busy for a Friday afternoon. Which I find a little strange.

I walk over to one of the beaches and take a seat, watching Dodger jump around, waggling his tail. I had a huge smile on my face. I really missed this place, and by the looks of it, so did Dodger.

After I let Dodger run around in the dog park, I called him over, and just as I put on his leash, he took off, catching me off guard. He starts to run in the other direction, running at full speed.

"Dodger! Bubba Stop! I yell after him, trying to catch up, but he is not stopping; in fact, he is running faster now.

What has gotten into him?

Dodger keeps running off across the dog park to the larger area of what looks like a children's park.

As I catch my breath, I hear a little baby crying, and Dodger is running faster.

I catch up to Dodger, and when I look up, I see him lying on top of a little girl as she giggles and Dodger licks her face.

The little girl is cooing to Dodger in some sort of baby nonsense...

I find it weird that Dodger only plants himself on humans he knows, and he is fully playing around with this baby he's never met.

"Dodger, you don't do that," I say, and I grab his leash, pulling him a little back off of her. I get a good look at this girl; she is wearing overalls, has pigtails, and has bright blue eyes.

I look at her jeans, and they are a little ripped, and she has a cut. I'm guessing she tripped on the tree root. I look around us, but I don't see anyone near us. I wonder where she came from and where her parents are.

"Swilly Doggy," I hear the little girl say as she is underneath Dodger and still giggling. I smile and move Dodger a little off of her.

"Hi, my name is Chris, and this is Dodger," I say, smiling and getting on her level.

"My nawe is Awia," she babbles as she pets Dodger as he starts to lick her tiny finger.

"Well, nice to meet you, Awia. Where is your mama? I say it, and then I hear it.

"Mawa," she says as her head turns, looking around.

"ARIA! ARIA, HONEY, WHERE ARE YOU? I hear a voice coming closer.

Just as I was turning, Dodger got up and ran across the grass, and I pulled him by his leash this time.

"Oh, my God, Aria. Here you are." I hear a voice coming closer. The voice... Lana's voice.

It's like the wind is sucking the wind out of me. It can't be, and then I see her standing far across the sidewalk. Her hair is in a ponytail, and she's wearing jeans with a black long-sleeved shirt. She's more beautiful than I can remember. Dodger gets up and runs toward Lana, almost taking her down.

Lana makes eye contact with me and wastes no time running up to the little girl and grabbing her, pulling her to her chest as she lets out a deep breath and kisses her head.

"Aria doesn't scare me like that. You were supposed to stay with Steven," she says.

"Ouchie, mawa," Aria says, pointing to her leg.

"Mawa, look dodgy doggy, Aria says as she gets distracted from what she was saying. Lana holds her close, kissing her chubby cheeks.

Just as I was about to say something, another man walked up to them.

I look over, and I don't see Lana wearing a ring or even this man.

"Oh my god, Aria," he says as he reaches and rubs her back, and Aria clings to her mother.

"Thank you; have a good day, Mr.," she says, leaving me and Dodger both baffled.

'Mister?' Did she really call me Mister?

"LANA!" I yell after her and I see her walk faster.

I see Lana walking away as Aria is babbling some more baby talk and waving to us, and Dodger is barking and nudging my leg to follow.

I am just frozen. Lana moved on and now has a baby. Maybe she's even married. I couldn't even get a word in, and she just walked away like nothing had happened. She didn't even acknowledge me or Dodger, and she just walked away. Did she not recognize me? I'm utterly shocked, as Dodger is whining.

...

I walk home with so many questions in my mind. I open the front door and take my shoes off, and Dodger runs into the kitchen, and I can smell Ma making something. I follow Dodger, and I walk in and see Ma in the kitchen cleaning up.

"Hey Ma," I say, walking over and hugging her.

"Welcome back home; how are you? She asks

"I just saw Lana in the park with her daughter," I say, and Ma's face changes all of a sudden.

Yeah, she had a baby two years ago after you left," Ma says while she rubs my back.

"I'm so sorry, Christopher," Ma says as she rubs my back.

"Are you ever going to tell me what happened between the two of you? Ma says, and I just look at her, and she frowns.

"You should get ready for dinner; everyone is coming soon. I nod and walk downstairs to get ready for tonight.

[theoblivon]

Hello there, this is my first smut ever so please go easy on me. And apologies in advance for any mistakes, English is not my first language. xoxo

TW: pure filth, p in v, slight sub x dom vibes, readers first time…

Word count: 2242

Song: West Coast by Lana Del Rey

PLEASE TOUCH ME

Y/N’s POV

"Please touch me."

I said my voice like I plea. With a devilish smile on his face:

"But I am touching you sweetheart aren’t I?"

His tone was tinted with fake innocence. He knew what I was saying but he deliberately chose to ignore it.

"You know what I mean Matthew."

"Yes, but I am going to need you to say it anyway."

"I want you to make me cum."

As soon as my sentence ended he finally reached down to where I needed him the most. His lips touching my ear he said in his velvety voice :

"I bet I can make you cum even without touching you but we’ll leave that for another day."

His words went straight to my core, and a small moan escaped my mouth. I immediately shut my mouth with my hand to make sure no more sound would escape. Matthew pulled out his hand from my core before I could even protest both of his hands pinned mine to the couch and said

“Don’t you ever hide your voices from me do you understand? I want to hear every scream, every moan. Every breath. Ever. Single. One.”

The way he said was so aggressive, passionate, and authoritative that it left no room to protest. I was so drunk in lust combined with his voice and hands all over me I could not find words to reply with. He put one of his hands on my thigh letting go of my hands. The other went to grab my face, it was gentle yet with just enough pressure to bring my voice back to my throat.

“Do you understand?”

He said.

“Yes, Matthew.”

My voice was not more than a whisper.

He hummed in a low animalistic tone. And not wasting a second his hand resumed their actions. I let out a moan. I felt embarrassed to make such a noise when he wasn’t even doing anything other than playing with my clit. I couldn’t help myself and bit my lips. His hand that was on my face now was on my throat. He said with a breathy yet firm voice.

“What did I say. Mhm?”

I was bearly containing myself but with the filthy sound of my wetness, his voice, that goddamn 'mhm' sound he makes and his hand in my throat were simply way too much to handle. All I could do was moan in return.

“That’s right let me hear you, sweetheart. Let me hear how good I am making you feel.”

That was it. I just let go. Now I was a moaning mess just lost in the pleasure.

Matt’s POV:

The way he said my full name like a mewl, her breathy moans, the heat radiating from her skin, the smell that polluted the air all around us was too much. I was consumed by her. All of my senses were focused on one single thing and it was her. First time in a very long time I didn’t hear screams from outside or the prayers made to God by hopeless people. It was just her and nothing else. I was using every bit of self-restraint to not just fuck her to oblivion right there and then. But this was her first time and this was our first time I want to make it special, take it slow, and make this moment as long-lasting as possibly can. But it was so hard to control myself around her. Months and months of buildup of sexual and emotional tension were not making it any easier. I could feel her pulse under my thumb and feel her moans in her throat before they came out of her mouth. I could feel her lips and how soft and wet they were because she was constantly licking them. So I gently yanked her from her throat bringing her back to the moment and kissed her. The kiss was wet and hot. This time she wasn’t just following my lead, her hand went to grab my collar and deepen the kiss. I groaned into her mouth, and she moaned in return. Her hand worked their way down the first button of my shirt. She tried to open it with shaking hands. She got frustrated with the buttons because it was taking too much time and honestly, it was not fair to her that she was naked and I was fully clothed. I could feel that she was close. So to not waste too much time I removed my hand from her clit and ripped my shirt off. She gasped. I could feel her eyes roam all over me. I didn’t waste a second to continue my actions. Her fingertips traced gentle lines all over my torso. Every bit of skin she touched was burning. I was already lost in lust and she didn’t even properly touch me. That was the moment I realized that there was no going back for me after this.

Y/N’s POV

Never have I ever felt this good in my entire life. My mind was quiet. There was only one thought, one word really “Matthew”. My mind seems to not be able to conjure any other thing. I dreamt of this, of him touching me. I know it would be fantastic but never in my wildest dreams have I imaged this. The knot in my belly was so close to exploding. I opened my mouth to say it but all that came out was a loud moan.

“That’s a good girl. Just like that let me hear you, sweetheart.”

My moans become louder. I tried to say once again that I was close, so so close as if he read my mind he said:

“I know sweetheart let it go, cum for me, let me hear you.”

That was the push I needed. Holding onto him for dear life I came with a very loud moan. He groaned while he continued to his actions. He whispered what I assumed was sweet nothings. He kissed me with such passion as if tho he was a starving man feasting on my lips. After I came down from high I pulled away from the kiss. I grabbed the sides of his face with both of my hands. Just to take a moment to look at him. And then I kissed him. My hand in his hair, he grabbed either side of my thighs and put them around his waist. He then without breaking the kiss, carried me into the room and put me down on the bed. He removed his ripped shirt then broke the kiss and stood up. I was at the edge of the bed. I sit up fully to touch him. My hand went to his belt. The anticipation took over me I unbuckled his belt as fast as I could. Then went to open the button to free him from his trousers. My hand touched his clothed crotch. It was just for a brief moment but Matthew, what I could only describe as hissed and took both of my hands and pinned them above my head to the bed. His eyes were dark. He said with an almost choked voice.

“You drive me crazy (y/n) you know that? All of the self-control is out of the door when it comes to you.”

I didn’t know what to say but I was so desperate I wanted him in me.

“Please Matthew, please.”

“Please what?”

It was embarrassing really not because I was ready to beg him but because I wanted to beg. I wanted to please him.

“Please Matthew, I want you”

He paused for a second, his gaze softened.

“You already have my sweetheart, you always had me and you always will.”

With that, he kissed me. The heat I was feeling in my core worked its way to my heart, melting it completely for Matthew. This kiss was much more emotionally loaded. This was our way of saying that we love each other. As the moments passed the heat came right back, more stronger than before. I broke the kiss.

“I need you, Matthew, I need you in me, I need to feel you please.”

I pleaded, and his eyes went dark. He started to leave open mouth kisses all the way down to my core. It was clear that he couldn’t wait anymore. Two of his long fingers slipped into my hole. He let them sit there for a moment, letting me adjust to the new sensation. I felt full, just from his fingers. The thought of how he would feel in me made me clench around his fingers. I wanted to beg him to move his fingers but no words found their way into my lips. All that came out were just moans. But that was enough for him to get the message. He started to stretch me out.

Matt’s POV:

She was so tight even around my fingers. The thoughts of how she would feel made me feral. As her moans become louder it became harder for me to ignore the throbbing of my cock. And I just couldn't take it anymore. I pulled out my fingers. She opened her eyes and was about to protest when I got up and pulled down my boxers. Her groans quieted, and her mouth fell open. Her heartbeat became even faster and the heat that radiated from her face became higher.

"Matthew, that's not going to fit."

She said quietly, clearly embarrassed. I could hold back a little chuckle.

"Don't worry sweetheart, I'll make it fit."

She gasped. I towered over her, putting my arms on either side of her face. What I wouldn't give to see her face right now. Illuminated by the moonlight, the pinkish glow of her face, the plump of her lips. I kissed her, tasting every corner of her mouth. I hold my cock that was begging for some fraction and guided its tip to her pussy. That first touch was EVERYTHING. Life made sense. I was made for her and she was made for me. Yes, I was nowhere near worthy of her but I would try. Try to be the man she deserves. To make her happy and please her. I would give anything in the world, do anything if she asked me to. I slowly slid all the way into her, stretching her out and my god, it felt so good. Feeling her warmth around me. I waited for her to adjust. She was holding her breath. It was clear that she was struggling.

"Breath sweetheart, it will hurt only for a second longer. I am right here. Breath"

The way that she was squirming under me, trying to take my cock made it even harder to hold myself back. All I wanted to was to fuck her till she begs me to stop. God, I wanted to make her cum on my cock. Her heartbeat started to increase and she started to move her hips. And that was all I needed. I started to move my hips. Bottoming her out once more. The sounds she was making and how her mouth fell into an 'o' was mesmerizing. I started to move my hips faster and faster. She held onto my arms. As my speed increased, the pressure she applied on my shoulders increased as well. She tried to raise up to kiss me, but before she could one of my arms went to grab her by the throat and kissed her passionately. The uncontrollable urge of possessiveness clouded my mind. The thought of someone else touching her this way or any way for that matter was enough for me to lose my mind. My thrusts become harder and harder. The kiss was now more messy, sloppy. I could feel myself getting closer.

Y/N’s POV

The way his big cock stretched me out was simply too much. I never wanted this moment to end. Him above me, his perfect hair out of place, his chiseled body glistening with sweat, and the animistic sounds that he made every time our hips touched. He was like a god. A god that was worshipping me. I felt close, so fucking close. All reason and logic were fucked out of my body. I felt him everywhere to the point that it was too much but also not close enough. I was delirious, him being in my didn't feel enough. So I wrapped my arms around his torso. My nipples bounced between us every time he thrust in me. I was more than close. I was right over the edge, and so was he. I opened my mouth,

"Matthew"

That was all that came out. Matthew's thrusts become sloppier but deeper. He reach down to my clit and started rubbing it. I was so sensitive so I tried to get away from his hand, but he held me tight at my place.

"I know sweetheart, let it go. Cum for me."

All the stars exploded in front of my eyes. All of my muscles first convulsed and then turned into limps. If it wasn't for the strong arms that were holding me up I would've just collapsed onto the mattress. He came into me with a loud groan and then collapsed onto me. Flesh on flesh we just lay there embracing one another. And at that moment I knew what peace was. I felt at home.

[pure-garbage]

Robin The Matchmaker? Meddling Antics Of The Archaeologist

Robin was getting tired of watching Zoro and Lana dance around their feelings.

'These two are impossible... they're both so forward, yet somehow both too shy to make the first move.'

Robin saw all the stolen glances: the way Lana studied Zoro's figure while he was napping, yearning silently from afar. Zoro was hardly any better, eyes wandering constantly, hungrily over Lana's form while they trained. Neither had yet caught the other staring, but Robin observed all the subtleties, the pieces of the larger picture both pirates seemed blind to. It could be hard to see the forest for the trees, especially from within the depths of the woods.

'Knife or sword, the sexual tension between these two is getting so thick, either of them could cut it,' Robin observed with growing impatience.

"Nami, do you know how long we'll be docked here?" Robin asked. The island was uninhabited, but her practiced eye had spied signs of the abandoned vestiges civilization up and down the coast.

"Hard to say... judging by this pose, my best guess is a day or two," Nami mused, fretting a bit as she studied the fluctuating needle on her wrist.

"That's perfect," Robin smiled. "I thought I saw the remains of some stone structures. I'm going ashore to investigate."

"Fine, but knowing Luffy and Sanji, we'll end up having another beach barbeque once they find out we're not sailing again immediately," Nami pointed out. "When that madness begins, you can just follow the smoke to find us. We won't be far from the Merry."

"We'll see."

Robin packed provisions, then approached Lana. The lockbreaker was pretending to hone her knife, but her gaze was fixed to Zoro as usual.

"You're coming with me," Robin announced.

"Uh... I am? Where to?" Lana asked, putting the balisong away.

"Ashore. I'm going exploring and I could use an assistant."

"Hm, okay then. I'll grab a pack," Lana shrugged.

"You too, swordsman!" Robin called.

Zoro opened one eye, betraying the fact that he hadn't really been asleep against the mast.

"Can't," he grumbled. "Too tired."

"I wasn't asking. We don't know anything about this island. Lana and I might run afoul of something or someone nefarious."

"Tsh! Fine, I guess," he conceded.

'I suspected it wouldn't take long to convince him after I threw in Lana's name,' Robin smirked secretly, altogether pleased with herself.

Zoro rowed them to shore while Lana showered Robin with questions about archaeology and what they might expect to find on the island.

"One never can tell until they've found it,"Robin replied cryptically.

"Rocks, moss and old, useless buildings," Zoro sighed with a roll of his eyes. "I might as well stay with the boat."

"But maybe you'll miss something exciting!" Lana grinned. "Traps... treasure... wild animals! We could bring some meat back to the ship, maybe something shiny for Nami!"

"I doubt it," Zoro insisted, clinging to his grumpiness. "Meat, maybe."

"You're such a drag," Lana teased, unfazed.

"Just being realistic."

"Come on," Robin urged them, heading uphill from the coast. "I just want a peek... if you two get bored you can head back any time."

"Don't see why I would," Lana said as they followed Robin into thicker tree cover. "The ship's not much more interesting today."

"Not yet. Just wait til Luffy wakes up from his nap," Zoro pointed out.

"That could take a while. He was up all night letting Chopper and Usopp tie him in knots," Lana chuckled.

"I wondered why they were being so loud."

"Yeah, right? It kept me up for a while too."

"You're not tired?"

"Nah, I'll be fine. You?"

"I could go for a nap," Zoro yawned.

"Maybe you can take one at the ruins," Lana suggested. "If Robin finds writing of any kind, it'll keep her busy for a while."

"Maybe so."

Robin smiled, letting the pair fall a ways behind her while they talked.

'Today's the day,' she thought with sly excitement. 'All they need is a little push...'

They reached the ruins of what had once been the center of the island's activity. Robin could tell at a glance there was actually nothing ancient or mysterious here. The abandoned town had been left willingly, over time and in an organized fashion. It laid its story bare to Robin's knowing gaze with little resistance. She still listened with keen interest to the history it shared with overgrown enthusiasm, but she was more focused on the reason she'd come ashore to begin with.

'This area is overgrown with vines... perfect for concealing a flower or too,' Robin thought sneakily.

"Ooh, what's that?" Robin exclaimed craftily. She dashed ahead, leaving her shipmates behind swiftly.

"What?" Lana responded eagerly, taking off after her. Robin didn't let her go a full step.

'Un Fleur...'

Lana yelped, feeling something snag her ankle. She started to fall, but Zoro jumped in, catching her before she could hit the ground. He spent a brief moment supporting her weight, one hand resting on her stomach and one on her arm.

"Careful," he cautioned. "Lots of vines here."

Lana turned to face him, grabbing his arms to steady herself.

'Perfect!' Robin thought.

"Yeah, I'll- hey!"

"Huh!"

Robin quickly looped a vine around Zoro's foot and tugged, sending them both toppling to the ground in a heap.

"Zoro! What happened?" Lana demanded, struggling under his weight.

"Think I slipped... these damn vines are everywhere," Zoro reasoned.

"Yeah, they've got my wrist," Lana grumbled.

"My ankles, too. We fell hard, you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm... I'm fine."

It occurred suddenly to Lana that the way they'd landed was a close call to being a rather intimate pose.

'He- he's right on top of me!'

Her pounding heart skipped a beat and her cheeks flushed. The sensation of his body on hers sent an electric thrill pulsing out from her gut, momentarily overruling her embarrassment.

"H-how about you? Guess I kind of broke your fall," she managed.

"Uh... yeah, actually," he mumbled, falling prey to a blush that matched hers as he too realized just how close together they were. "Sorry."

"S'fine."

"Lemme... I can help with this stupid vine," he offered, tugging it off her wrist.

"Thanks. Your ankle, maybe I can-"

"I got it, just-"

There was a stone digging uncomfortably into Lana's back. She pushed up onto her elbows to escape it, not anticipating how close the action would put their faces. She gasped sharply at the proximity, eyes going wide as his left the vines looped around his feet to meet hers. His eyes were dark and intense, pupils dilated way wider than they should have been from a simple fall.

'She's... not in a hurry to pull away,' Zoro observed inwardly, heartbeat speeding up while he felt her breath come faster. The pink flush of her cheeks deepened further as they both froze for a few breathless seconds, each waiting on the other to move first.

'Is... is he gonna kiss me?' Lana wondered, struggling to find another reason he might be lingering so long.

Zoro was indeed tempted to press his lips to Lana's, but the same question plagued him still.

'Would she mind if I did?'

Over Lana's shoulder, Zoro caught a glimpse of Robin in the flower pose, watching them intently from around the corner of a dilapidated building. His eyes narrowed, suspicions mounting as he replayed the fall in his mind.

'I didn't slip. Something pulled me.'

"Come on," he grunted, pushing off Lana and helping her back onto her feet. Robin vanished around the corner, leaving the pair alone.

"I'll watch my step more closely," Lana sighed sheepishly.

"Yeah, weird terrain around here," Zoro agreed, eyes fixed to the spot where their crewmate had disappeared. "Let's catch up to Robin. After you..."

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[dailydoseoflhs]

YOUNG AND BEAUTIFUL

PAIRINGS; idol!Heeseung x Y/N

GENRE; Fluff, One-shot, Crack

WARNING; (DELUSIONAL AUTHOR) 😂😂

NOTE; Please assumed that Manifesto in Manila already happened. Y/N's pronouns is SHE/HER. Everything happens here is purely fictional.

WORD COUNT; 2k+

SYNOPSIS: Wherein Y/n attended ENHYPEN's first concert in Manila. At the same time, she will be having her JS Prom on March 30. She came up with a brilliant plan.

Manifesto in Manila is one of the show that will go down in ENHYPEN's history book as they sold all three days of their concert. Initially, the group is suppose to have two-day show in the country but due to high demand, they added one more day.

"Y/N!" Her classmate called out

"What is it, Anika?" Y/N asked

"Well, are you not excited? Like the concert is today!" Juliana said

"What's your plan?" Shuvy asked

"I will ask sir on who is my partner and what dance we are going to perform later. I really can't attend the cotillion practice today." Y/N answered

"Don't worry, we got your back girl!" Noreen assured

"Thank you." Y/N replied

It's Friday and luckily every Friday, their school is only up to 11:50 am. She still have the time to prepare herself.

"What is your outfit of the day?" Briana asked

"Well, just going simple. I will wear a white shirt with double collar then a double breasted preppy skirt with straps then with a red necktie." Y/N replied

"Your shoes?" Shas asked agaid

"Mary Jane shoes with ankle lace socks." Y/N answered

"I can picture you, and you look hot." Mary said

"Gay." Y/N said and her friends laugh with her

The time quickly goes by.

Y/N got home and she is welcome with her mother smiling at her. She can see the excitement on her mother's face.

"Ready for later?" Lei asked

"Of course!" Y/N answered

Y/N goes to her room to change her outfit, she already ate her lunch at the school. She grab her black sling bag, she put everything she will need at the concert.

Though, she really want to buy the royalty ticket, she could not because there's a lot of disadvantages to it.

After changing, she grab her printed banner. 'HEESEUNG BE MY PROM DATE ON MARCH 30!' Is what written on her banner. Another banner of her is 'ENHYPEN please watch my graduation!'.

She laugh at her banner, she already know that there is a small chance of them noticing her but she will not lose anything when trying.

"I'm done! Let's go now." Y/N said

She and her mother boards the car, she play the setlist for later. Y/N's excitement is written all over her face. No one can ever top her excitement.

Arriving at the venue, MOA Arena. She waits for her companion to arrive. They agreed to meet up in IKEA.

But before that, she falls in line for her ENGENE membership gift!

"Membership number and ID, please." The staff said

Y/N brings her digital membership code and her ID. She presents it to the staff and the staff give her the present.

Y/N let out a squeal as she got her bias, Lee Heeseung. Another worry off of her shoulder, she will now not worry about trading photocard with others.

"There you are!" Y/N said

"Hi! I'm so excited girl!" Elisha exclaimed

"Me too!" Y/N agreed

The two friends goes around the vicinity to collect freebies while waiting for the showtime.

Y/N shows the banner to Elisha making both of them to laugh. She knew that she will have the smallest chance but chance is a chance.

Oh, how she wish someone is videoing her on how much pure happiness she is displaying. She is curing her inner-child that adores concert and musics.

The two got in into the venue and find their seats. They got the VIP Seated, section 220. The section is a great choice as it is near the extended stage and can see the main stage clearly.

"THIS IS FOR REAL!" Elisha screamed

"I KNOW RIGHT!" Y/N agreed

The two takes pictures and selfies together. Of course, she brought some names with her and pictures it. She sends it to the people.

Not long after, the concert starts. The VCR is showing and fans are screaming at the top of their lungs as if there is no tomorrow.

Y/N and Elisha are also screaming, they would not miss this opportunity to scream like this is their last day on Earth.

ENHYPEN shows up on the stage and cheers erupts more louder than earlier.

Given-Taken, the first show on the setlist. The debut song of ENHYPEN.

Y/N did not notice but her eyes let out a tear, she don't know what kind of tear though. She have been supporting the boys since I-Land days and now she is witnessing them live not via her phone.

It's a dream come true for her.

It feels like home. Scratch that, she is home. Home where she belongs. The same feeling when she saw BTS, SVT and TXT live on stage for the first time.

She knew it was only a parasocial relationship. It's just idols doing their jobs. But something in BTS,SVT, TXT, and ENHYPEN feels different, it's like they are returning their fans' feelings. They are just different from different idols.

This is what home feels like.

Ment, they are doing a ment. Heeseung already comes back to the stage along with the other members.

"Psst, raise your banner. Heeseung is looking this way." The person behind her said

"Okay." Y/N said

Y/N raised her banner and Heeseung notices it.

"Heeseung be my prom date on March 30." Heeseung read out loud on the microphone.

"Oh! We can be your bodyguards!" Sunghoon said

Sunoo and Jay agreed with Sunghoon.

"Of course, I can be your prom date~" Heeseung replied with a killer wink and smile.

Y/N almost fainted on her seat, she got that on video too.

"Girl, you got yourself a date!" Elisha exclaimed

"I know...." Y/N said registering the interaction she had with her bias since I-Land.

Everyone in her section and row congratulates her for winning a life.

[ @/heesmoon ]

I won the life. I'm going to the prom with a date! *Insert video of Heeseung and her interaction.* *Insert the banner picture.*

Not even a solid fifteen minutes, the tweet reaches 2k likes on twitter. The reply section always makes her laugh,

Y/N put her phone back in her bag and continue watching the concert. She will sleep tonight, smiling, giggling, kicking her feet as she had an interaction with her bias. Typical fan behavior.

Y/N raised her another banner and this time the three other members are back then starts recording. It's Jungwon who noticed it.

"Hyung! The same girl is asking if we can attend her graduation." Jungwon said in Korean and let the translator translate it.

"ENHYPEN please watch my graduation." Ni-Ki read out loud

"Congrats on your graduation." Sunoo congratulated

"Tell us the details later." Jake said

Y/N officially died on her seat, just kidding. She posted it on twitter and again her tweet got to 2k likes fast than ever.

"How come you are still alive after that?" The girl on her left asked

"I don't know too, maybe because I still have a prom to attend and a graduation to attend too...." Y/N joked

The concert has come to an end. Y/N cried her eyes out when SHOUT OUT was being performed. And it goes the same to Elisha, the tow comfort each other in a hug. They successfully finished the concert without any problems at all.

They also collected confettis and Elisha got to bring a signed ball home from Jay.

[ Umabot sa Generic Ad yung bato ni Jay, charot HAHAHAHAHAH. ]

"Ms? Are you the one with the banner?" A staff asked

"Yes." Y/N replied

"Follow me." The staff said

"Oh...Okay." Y/N agreed

Y/N bid Elisha goodbye as they part ways. Y/N follows the staff and her heart is beating very fast as if it wants to go out of her chest.

Y/N wipes her happy tears away, she still cannot go over the fact that she witnessed ENHYPEN live even just for one day.

"Wait here." The staff said

Y/N bury her face on her palms.

"Hello." Happee Sy greeted

"OMG! Inang, hello po! Thank you for bring ENHYPEN to the Philippines and for being the best concert organizer in the Philippines." Y/N thanked

"Aw, I know the feels, girl. That is why we deserve this." Happee Sy stated

"What's your name?" Happee Sy asked

"Y/N L/N" Y/N answered

"Well, Y/N today is your lucky day. Heeseung didn't sing Polaroid love to you but you got him to agree to be your prom date." Happee Sy stated

"Thank you. Did Winter and London already went off? I really want to see them." Y/N said

"Yes, there's always next time." Happee Sy sadly replied.

Happee Sy is now following Y/N both personal and fan accounts in twitter. Then the organizer went off as she have two more days to worry about.

"This way, Ms. Y/N." The staff said as he gesture her to go inside the room. Y/N gulped hard, never in her entire life she gulped this hard.

Y/N lucky her, she studied Korean thanks to her aunt who sponsored her Korean lessons. She goes inside to see ENHYPEN standing there, smiling at her.

Her knees almost gives up, she almost melt on the floor.

"1! 2! Connect!" Jungwon said

"Hello we are ENHYPEN!" The rest followed

Never in her life, she thought if seeing ENHYPEN this close.

"H-hi..." Y/N greeted

She really want to dig a hole and hide in it forever after stuttering in front of her idols.

"It's okay! We get that you are nervous and shy." Jake assured

"Thank you." Y/N replied

"Do you speak Korean?" Heeseung asked

"Yes, I took Korean lessons." Y/N answered

The boys let out a breath of relief that they didn't knew they were holding back.

"Congratulations on your graduatiobn! Can you tell us about more of it and the details?" Jay asked

"Of course! On June 30 will be my graduation. You can watch it on youtube live or facebook live or watch it in person." Y/N said

"But what is the school name?" Sunoo asked

"FEU Alabang or Far Eastern University Alabang." Y/N answered

"How about your prom?" Heeseung brought up

"March 30 in Okada Manila at 7pm." Y/N replied

"I can't wait for it!" Ni-Ki exclaimed

"Our first official non-idol friend excluding our friends in Korea." Sunghoon said

Y/N smile at the statement at least they call her their friend.

"Your name is Y/N L/N, right?" Heeseung said

"Yep, that's my name." Y/N confirmed

The group exchanged numbers and social media accounts with Y/N to keep contact with her. After all, she is their new friend now.

Y/N got back to their house, change into her home attire. She flops onto her bed and opens twitter.

She saw her notification, she is blowing up in twitter. A lot of people mentions her saying how lcuky she is to be noticed by ENHYPEN.

Luckily, when the staff picked her up to meet ENHYPEN. It's only Elisha who knew about it.

Y/N told her family and shows the proof, nonetheless her family is veru supportive.

[ Kabaliktaran sa akin eh :( ]

She got added into a group chat named En-friend, it was only them seven and her in the kakaotalk group.

They talked, it was a blooming friendship. A friendship that could last a life time.

March quickly arrived as if it could not wait for the prom.

Y/N opens her kakaotalk to see the guys spamming her.

[ Jungleader: Y/N-ah! Heeseung hyung is on the way there. ]

Y/N is confused. Why is he on the way here? Is he really bringing her to the prom?

[ N/Nthebeauty: What why? Are you serious? @/Heeace? ]

[ Sungvisual: Check dispatch, their live covering his arrival at Incheon. ]

Y/N waste no time but to check the youtube of said network.

They are live, waiting for Heeseung's arrival at the airport. She look at the comment section.

[ user: I wonder where he is going? ]

[ user: Maybe Belift gave them vacation and Hee is going to his vacation. ]

Y/N smile at to her phone, it gives her butterflies knowing the fact that her bias is giving his best.

Meanwhile, at the airport. Heeseung arrived at the airport private entrance not wanting to be mobbed again by medias and fans.

"Why are you doung this? Heeseung?" Sejin asked

"I'm doing this because..." Heeseung knows his answer but he don't know how will his manager react.

"Because you like her?" Sejin continued

"Do you believe in love at first sight, hyung?" Heeseung asked

"Of course, I do. That is why some BTS members are dating someone now." Sejin answered

"Then count me in. Her aura attracted me despite the crowd my eyes could not get off of her. Like she have this magnetic force." Heeseung said

"You are a grown up, you know what to do and what not to do." Sejin assured

"Did you know her bias since I-Land is me. She said that she have been loyal fan of mine. She isn't afraid of telling the truth to me, to us." Heeseung stated

"I can see sincerity and admirstion in her eyes when she talked to you guys back in Febuary." Sejin said

"Let's go, your princess is waiting." Sejin added

Heeseung almost choke on his own salive. He stands up following his Sejin hyung to the check-in counter.

To the medias and fans dismay, Heeseung did not showed up at the airport. They thought that Heeseung already flew somewhere.

[ user: Aw man! I really want to see Heeseung. ]

After awhile, the plane starts to let the passangers board. Heeseung and his team boards the first-class.

He could not wait seeing Y/N. The alone time he only get with Y/N is when the other members are inactive or when the other members could not join their daily video chat.

At the L/N's house, the family prepares different kinds of Filipino dish while Y/N just stare at her phone waiting for Heeseung to contact her.

[ Heeace: Y/Nnie, I'm at the plane now. ]

[ N/Nthebeauty: Thank God, I thought you disappeared! ]

[ Ni-Kithegiant: Noona was very concern of you. She started to spam every one of us asking about you. ]

[ SUNshine: Can vouch for that. ]

Y/N closes her phone as she shakes her head in denial of what the others are saying.

Her phone rings, she look at it. Heeseung is inviting her to a video call and of course she accpeted it.

"Hee! You should rest while in the plane." Y/N scolded

"I'm sorry. But I really wanted to see you!" Heeseung defended himself

"Stop acting like you are not going here and see me." Y/N said

Heeseung chuckles at Y/N's actions and words.

"Y/N, I will be sleeping there. I think your parents already know and my team will be staying at the Okada." Heeseung informed

"Yeah, I know. My family already cooked a lot of Filipino dish for you." Y/N said

"Tell them I said Thank you." Heeseung replied

Hearing her voice and her laugh always brings Heeseung happiness. It always brighten up his day.

Later on, Heeseung and his team arrived at the NAIA Terminal 1. They board the provided black van for them.

"Let's drop Heeseung first and then we settle in." Sejin said

"Okay." Heeseung agreed

Y/N who is resting on her bed hears her mother shouting her name.

"Y/N your beloved guest is here!" Her mother shouted

Y/N sprinted to the living room to see Heeseung in his iconic Thisisneverthat black shit and black cargo pants with his black combat boots.

Heeseung smile at the scene as he see Y/N. The boy make the first move, he hugs her. She was frozen first but returned the hug later on.

"Lovebirds these days." Her father, Jaime said

"Let them be!" Her mother, Lei scolded

Heeseung and Y/N let go of the hug, both have their cheeks in bright red.

"Heeseung-ah, your room is beside Y/N's room. After that, you eat with us." Her mother informed

"Okay, Ms?" Heeseung is confused what to call Y/N's mother.

"Call me auntie." Her mother said

"Thank you, auntie." Heeseung replied

Heeseung brings his stuffs with him and follows Y/N to his bedroom. She opens the door for him revealing his tidy space for the month.

"Can I see your room?" Heeseung asked

"Sure but after you unpack and eat with my parents." Y/N replied

Heeseung unpacks his things with the help of Y/N, he could not help but notice the cute habit of Y/N making sure everything is perfect.

"Thank you for helping me, love." Heeseung said

Y/N cheeks turns red as she heard her nickname, the sight of Y/N blushing make Heeseung smirk.

March 30 came so fast. The two are in Okada. Thanks to Heeseung, Y/N got a whole glam team dedicated to her.

Her silver off-shoulder with strap gown is laid down on the bed. Of course, Heeseung hand-picked his own suit to wear. His black suite and silver tie goes along with her gown.

The hair team curled Y/N's hair and put some flower clips on her hair. While the make-up team decided to go for little make up as Y/N is already beautiful.

The time quickly went by and Y/N is already in her attire, same goes for Heeseung.

Heeseung waits for Y/N to go out of her room to go together at the venue. The door clicked open revealing Y/N in gown.

Heeseung's mouth is wide open, he quickly collected himself.

"You look stunning as ever, love." Heeseung complimented

"I can say the same for you, Hee." Y/N returned

She got use of Heeseung calling her love. She told the other members about it and at the end she got scolded by them.

The two arrived at the venue, all jaws went to the floor not because of Y/N but because of Heeseung.

They all thought Y/N was being delusional but she was not. She did really bring Heeseung as her date.

The program went on and now its time for their cotillion. Heeseung and Y/N practiced it together.

The song choses was Young and Beautiful by Lana Del Rey.

Y/N's right hand intertwined with Heeseung's while his left hand is on her waist and her left hand on his shoulder.

While dancing, Heeseung comed up with a brilliant plan. That is to confess to Y/N right now.

"Y/N, I want to tell you something." Heeseung said

"What is it?" Y/N asked

"I-I liked you since I laid my eyes on you. Scratch that, I fell in love with you since the day I met you. It was love at first sight. I know this is way too fast paced but I couldn't wait." Heeseung confessed

Y/N was speechless, her bias confessed to her right now.

"Hee, I feel the same too. But I love you longer than you love me." Y/N replied

Heeseung kissed Y/N on the lips as the music plays. The two pulls away after a solid 2 minutes kiss.

"Will you still love me when I'm no longer Young and beautiful~" Y/N sings along

Heeseung smile at Y/N knowing the fact that he will love her, every version of her in every universe out there.

"I will, my love. I will." Heeseung assured

After 3 months, its already her graduation. Heeseung told everyone he knows about his relationship and same goes to Y/N.

The ENHYPEN members decided to fly to the Philippines and witness her graduation in person.

Y/N spots them among the crowd because they are attracting the crowd itself.

Heeseung open his arms for her and Y/N run in for a hug. The two hug each other as if they are not in public.

They just did not care and Heeseung already planned everything out from the present to the future.

The members congratulate Y/N and treated her with a nice meal.

She was thankful for that one person who encouraged her to raise her banner up. Because without them, she will not in this place.

[sappynapper]

Self-care date hcs x dt pt. 2: the actual self-care (nsfw!)

pt 1. where they pick the products here

you guys do skincare and stuff together, then you fuck in the bathtub lol

(this took so long pls tell me it’s good)

cws: afab!reader, unprotected sex, oral (afab!reader receiving), oral (amab receiving), consensual photo taking, light spanking, hair pulling, some mild overstim, hickies, mild roughness, praise, daddy kink

nsfw below the cut, minors dni

Dream

Songs on the playlist: Young American - The Vaccines, Apocalypse - Cigarettes After Sex, Video Games - Lana Del Rey

my mans knows how to throw together a good bath

low lighting, scented candles, the perfect vibey playlist, it’s heaven

“Which bathbomb do you wanna use, Clay?”

“Why not both?” and he just throws them both in bc he has the Jenna Marbles ‘too much’ gene

it works out though and the whole room is thick with a heady, floral steam and rosey bubbles

You climb into the sublimely hot water and perch on his lap to apply, first the cleanser, then the facemask to his face and then your own, smiling when he scrunches up his nose at the strange feeling, and laughing when he jokingly tries to convince you to eat some of it with him

his hands roam your waist and thighs distractingly as you work and you let your thumb linger on his cheekbones and along his jaw with the excuse of missed spots and thorough application

the loved-up look in your eyes must give you away but Dream doesn’t say anything

you even place the little cucumber pads on your eyes when you’re done, but Dream keeps peeling his off to look at you with a smirk, eyes wandering down suggestively making you blush

and as soon as you’re done washing off the masks he moves his hands to your ass and pulls you closer, your core sliding along his length making you gasp at the contact

“need you, angel. do you mind?” he mumbles into your neck, where he’s nipping small marks, still rocking you back and forwards on his hard cock

“please” you moan breathily, and he doesn’t wait to push slowly into you, throwing his head back at the feeling of you taking him so well

you take a moment to adjust to his size before you start riding him

the warm water lapping against your ass as you start to bounce lazily on his cock and he brings his warm hands trailing up your sides to massage your soapy tits

“god, i could cum just from looking at you like this” Dream groans

he reaches for his phone where it’s playing tinny music on the side, fumbling slightly as you squeeze around him

“Can I?” he gestures

“yeah” you consent, and he quickly snaps a few pictures of your blissed out expression and sudsy body as you grind down on him, then he takes a short video of where you’re connected under the water, mesmerised by how his whole length disappears inside you over and over

you giggle when he almost drops his phone in the water in his hurry to put it back down and he retaliates by tugging your head back by your hair and scraping his teeth lightly down your neck before moving to your nipples, sucking one into his mouth and using his fingers to pinch the other

you squeal at the sensation, grasping onto his shoulders for support and arching your back, pushing your chest towards his face

he chuckles, one hand holding your torso in place while he leaves a couple of marks on your tits before kissing back up your neck and meeting your lips with his again

you make out messily, humming small moans and praises into each others’ mouths as you keep raising yourself up and working back down on his dick, his hands dropping to your hips to help you when your thighs start trembling

“so perfect, angel” he rambles, “feel so so good, doing so good riding me” his words start to slur together as he gets closer to his climax

finally, with a few, hard thrusts, fingers bruising your hips in a tight grip, he cums inside you and you follow close behind

you keep grinding your hips back and forwards through your orgasm until it becomes too much and you pull off him with a sigh

you kiss once more before maneuvering into a more comfortable position

him holding you with your back pressed against his chest and your head leant back, resting on his shoulder, perfectly relaxed

then the two of you stay in the tub and just talk until your heads are empty and the water isn’t really warm anymore

then you get out of the bath and Dream cracks a few more crass jokes at your insistence on using the new lotion

“what? one load of ‘dream cream’ wasn’t enough for you- *wheeze*” 🙄

once you’re dried off and dressed in comfy clothes (him in just sweatpants and you in his hoodie and not much else), you head to the kitchen

you throw together a hot dinner, tucking in sleepily

“love you, baby” he tells you, smiling dopily at you as he hooks your ankles together under the table

George

Songs on the playlist: Pretty Boy - The Neighbourhood, Baby, I’m Yours - Arctic Monkeys

he pours you a glass of red wine each bc you can’t convince me this man can’t be a lil romantic sometimes

a drink also helps with the nerves he still gets around you sometimes even though you’ve been together for ages

you start massaging the cleansing balm into his face, gentle hands tracing the lines of his face and he can’t stop himself leaning closer and trying to kiss you, immediately dopey from the wine and the balm’s buttery smell

he gives you a sheepish grin when you tell him to wait til you’re done

the facemask helps

bright blue and smelling of lemons, you both look a little silly tbh and you can’t stop giggling at each other, taking a couple of goofy selfies and sipping from your fancy glasses while you wait

you finally wash it off and moisturise, and George takes the oppourtunity to crowd you against the bathroom door, pecking little kisses all over your face, hands cupping your jaw

“your skin is so soft” he mumbles between kisses

“that’s the point” you laugh, wriggling away so you can start running the bath, but George pursues you, wrapping his arms around your waist as you fiddle with the taps

“wine makes you so clingy” you hum absently, feeling him shake his head against your hair

“you do this to me” he tells you simply, and you flush, hoping you can blame it on the hot steam rising from the tub

before you can reply you feel George sink to his knees behind you

“George?- oh!” you gasp as he quickly pulls off your cotton shorts and underwear, running his skilled tounge along your core, flicking it over your clit a few times before plunging it into your hole, fucking you with his tongue and gripping your thighs in his hands, holding you firmly in place as you start to shake

“ah! hngg George!” you struggle to string something coherent together as you fall apart on his mouth, heat building embarrasingly quickly in your abdomen

“come for me, sweetheart” he mumbles against your clit, sucking on it and opening you up on his fingers now

it’s all too much and you scream as you cum, grip almost slipping from where your fingers are curled around the rim of the bath

“good girl,” he praises, standing up and pulling you against him, “you know I reckon we could get another world record for my wall if we sent a video of that to Guinness-”

“shut up” you tell him, but it comes out as a breathy moan as he sinks his cock into your dripping heat

he sets a fast pace immediately, his own moans mixing with your over-stimulated whines at the feeling of your tight pussy wrapped around him

he presses his face between your shoulder blades, leaving gentle kisses along your spine

your arms give out and now you’re bent in half over the filling tub, warm water splashing over your upper body

“the bath’s gonna- ah! it’s gonna overfill”, you manage

George either doesn’t hear you or doesn’t care as he carries on chasing his release

leaving one arm wrapped around your ribs, holding you up, he trails his other hand down to play with your clit and before you know it your second climax is washing over you, the feeling pulling George over the edge too

chests heaving as you come down from your highs, George just about manages to lean over you and turn off the tap

“bath time?” he asks, voice slightly raspy, and it’s all you can do to nod your agreement

you decide the ‘sleepy’ bathbomb is a little more romantic, and choose to save ‘dragon egg’ for a rainy day

you sit facing each other in the water, you caged between his legs and your legs resting over his thighs, ankles crossed behind him

you both finish the last sips of your wine and the intoxication of that, your post-orgasm bliss, and the clouds of lavendar filling the bathroom have your eyes and limbs feeling heavy in no time

you lean forward, resting your head against George’s shoulder, and close your eyes as he brings cupped hands of blissfully warm water to the top of your spine before letting it run down your back, smoothing his hands across your skin then repeating the process

eventually you feel him reach for something and hear a cap being unscrewed, then his hands are in your hair and the earthy smell of the hair treatment you bought earlier fills your nose

“god, George” you moan

“that feel nice?” he smiles, and you just hum in response

you doze off like that, waking a short time later to George bundling you in a warm towel and leading you to bed before sinking back into unconciousness

Sapnap

Songs on the playlist: Want You So Bad - The Vaccines, So Damn Into You - Vlad Holiday

Sapnap just turns to putty in your hands as soon as you start

you have him sat on the closed toilet seat with you stood between his legs, his hands resting loosely on your waist as you tentatively work the bamboo cleanser into his skin

he sits with his eyes lulled closed, mumbling occasionally about how good it feels, as you make your way through the products you bought earlier

and when you move to stand in front of the mirror to do your own face, he follows behind you, leaning against your back and watching curiously, thumbs rubbing gentle circles on your hips

once you’ve washed off the mask and moisturised he pulls you closer to him, squeezing you lightly in his arms

“all done?” he asks

“almost” you reply, grabbing the small tin of cookie dough lib scrub from where you left it next to the sink

you open it up and scoop a little of the sugary mixture onto one finger and smear it slowly across his lower lip

you hear his breath catch and flick your eyes up to meet his, the eye contact burning hot

you lean in for a messy kiss, licking at the sticky sweet scrub before pulling away with a coy smile

“huh, that really does taste like cookie dough-” you comment, before Sap cuts you off with a deeper kiss, more heated this time, his hands tangling in your hair

you pull away with difficulty and he makes an impatient sound

“don’t you wanna try one of the bath bombs we got” you pout

he stares at you for a moment

“i guess” he finally concedes, and you giggle at his reluctance

“go start the bath please, baby” you request and he complies, grumbling under his breath as he messes with the taps, finding the perfect temperature

he quits complaining when he turns around though, taking in the sight of you stripped naked, holding a bath bomb in each hand

you hide your grin

“peachy or sakura?” you ask him, innocently

“sakura” he decides, voice low and tense, and you place it carefully in the steaming water

you turn back to Sap who still hasn’t gotten undressed, his fingers fidgeting at his sides

you step close to him and he gulps

“let me help you, baby” you say, sneaking your hands under his t-shirt and pushing it up, letting him take it the rest of the way off as you start on his belt

you follow his jeans and boxers to the floor, kneeling in front of him with a sultry look in your eyes, and Sap seems to remember his confidence at the familiar sight

he takes his dick in his hand and taps the head on your lips

you loll out your tongue for him and he slides into the wet heat of your mouth, groaning with his head tipped back in pleasure

you bob up and down, flicking your tongue across his slit intermittently as he comes apart above you

he slides a hand back into your hair, fingers flexing at the effort of not pushing your head down

“wait, wait” he pants, suddenly, and you pull off him with a pop

he grips the base of his cock firmly, a concentrated look on his face as he tries to hold back his climax

you look over your shoulder at the tub and see it’s almost full, so you get to your feet to stop the taps

deciding to climb straight in, eager for the heat to ease the ache in your knees, you submerge youself under the blanket of blossoms sitting on the surface before coming up for air, petals sticking to your skin

you look back over at your boyfriend to see him stroking himself to the sight of you

you flip onto your front, wiggling your hips in invitation

“get over here and fuck me already” you demand

Sapnap wastes no time climbing into the bath behind you, lining himself up and pushing in half way, both of you moaning in sync

he grabs your hips, pulling you back against him until you feel impossibly full of his cock, back arching so your boobs are smushed against the edge of the tub

“oh fuck” you squeal, never fully able to get used to Sap’s size

“you can take it, baby” he tells you, pistoning his hips so hard that water starts sloshing over the edge of the tub and your eyes roll back in your head

he brings one hand down lightly on your ass making you moan and clench around him

he spanks you again and again until your ass is flushed pink and your brain is mush

“daddyyy” you whine, face pressed into your arm as you try to take what Sapnap gives you

“urggh i’m gonna cum” he informs you in a strained voice

“inside” you tell him and that’s all he needs to let go

 the feeling of his seed shooting inside you, claiming your pussy, has you falling over the edge with a final, drawn out moan

you both take a moment to recover before Sap pulls you up into his chest, strong arms wrapped around your shaking form

vaguely you notice him pluck a couple of petals from your hair before leaning in to pepper light kisses on your cheek

“i wasn’t too rough was I, darling?” he asks you, quietly

“it was perfect” you tell him

Sapnap lifts you out of the tub, setting you down just so he can throw a towel round his waist and grab one for you, before scooping you up again and carrying you to bed for proper aftercare