#they were burning holes in me so i finally sat myself down

[formula1au]

home race

summary: it was the dutch gp that your boyfriend max verstappen won. After he saw you in his driver's room he couldn't resist you

pairing: max verstappen x gf!reader

content: fluff, smut!

warning: penetrative sex, riding, blowjob, finger sucking, no protection

word count: idk sorryyy

It was the Dutch GP, and you watched your boyfriend Max cross the checkered flag first. You knew he would win this. He's dominating the whole sport right now. He's also dominating you almost every minute in your life, but that's just him.

After he jumped out of the car, he ran to his team. They patted his back, and he looked so happy. But something was missing; he was searching for you. He quickly made his way to you and kissed you in front of the camera.

"Wait for me in the driver's room," he whispered into my ear with a smirk on his face.

I didn't even wait for the podium celebrations. I quickly walked to his driver's room and closed the door with a loud bang behind me. I was nervous and also so excited because every time he won his home grand prix, he made love to me so passionately. So it was a win for both of us. I waited for him for a long time. I forgot that he needed to do the press before he was free from all the media and work stuff. But the time finally came when the door opened and closed immediately. He locked it quickly and threw me a disappointed look.

"I thought it was clear that I wanted you naked and on your knees as soon as I arrived," he shook his head, clearly getting impatient.

"Are you deaf? Get to work," I started to undress. I didn't want him to be mad because then he would not let me climax.

After I was completely naked, he gestured for me to crawl to the couch. Max was already naked, and he looked so attractive. "Come on, baby. You're going to use that tongue of yours for something more useful," I nodded and sat between his legs. His erection was already hard and leaking.

Firstly, I teased him with gentle licks, but then I took him fully into my mouth. He started thrusting his hips into my mouth. Tears appeared in my eyes, and he seemed to enjoy it. After some time, he gripped my hair and pushed me onto his dick. My throat had never felt worse.

"Ugh, schatje, you're going to make me cum," he moaned and then pulled me off. "Open up," he said, and I opened my mouth for him to cum straight into it.

I needed release too, so I started touching myself and grinding onto the ground. Max immediately noticed. Of course, he did.

"Is my poor little baby getting all worked up?" He pulled me into his lap and thrust his fingers into me. I cried out from the unexpected stimulation on my clit. "You're going to cum on my fingers, and then I'm going to give you my cock, okay?" He asked, even though it wasn't even a question. I was his to do whatever he wanted with me.

I came pretty quickly when he even started sucking hickeys into my chest and pinching my nipples until they were all red and sensitive.

"I want your dick," I whined.

"What do we say when we want something? Where are your manners, liefje?" He stroked his dick and teased my entrance with his tip.

"Please, Maxie, I need it so badly," I cried out. My thighs were still trembling from the previous orgasm.

"There's my good girl again," he slammed me down onto his cock, holding me down. The burning sensation was so pleasurable.

"Come on, make yourself feel good on my cock and make yourself cum," he drew circles into my thighs as I started riding him.

Max whispered all sorts of dirty things into my ear. After I slowed down, he flipped me onto my stomach and started thrusting into me while stimulating my clit. I came with a shout of his name.

"That's it, y/n. You're literally milking me, baby. Look at that hole of yours taking me like a champ. I'm going to cum inside you," he mumbled, and then he came inside me with a loud groan.

"I'm pulling out, baby," he kissed my shoulder blade and pulled out. I felt his and my cum leaking out of me. He pushed one finger into my entrance and then sucked it clean.

"Do you want to taste yourself?" He did the same but put the finger into my mouth. I sucked his finger clean. Then I let myself collapse on the couch.

I heard some rustling behind me, so I turned onto my back and saw Max walking with a wet towel.

"I'm going to clean you," he kissed me and then cleaned me. "You need to go pee, baby." I stood up and walked into the small bathroom in his driver's room. I peed, washed my hands, and returned.

Max has already made the couch more comfortable. He walked towards me and picked me up. Then he laid me down and lay next to me. He put a cover on us.

"What about post-sex cuddles?" He asked with a smirk.

"Mhm, that sounds amazing," I giggled and snuggled into his warm skin.

"By the way, you did so well, Maxie. I didn't have time to tell you that," he laughs and kisses me on the head. "Thank you, schatje. I did it for you. And for my family. And for the fans." We laugh together, and then the room falls into peaceful quiet.

[sucker4colby]

Parties over: Part 2

Summary : Colby’s in the doghouse after forgetting his girlfriends birthday to hang out with amber. He has to knock down the wall she built around herself.

Warning : angst , jealousy , insecurity, cussing

Pairing: Colby Brock x female reader

Part 1

It took me a moment to be able to tear my gaze away from my reflection and to stop criticizing everything I saw. I had to accept today was going to be one of those where I wasn’t comfortable in my own skin so I just made my way downstairs after changing into shorts and a knitted sweater hoping I wouldn’t see the blue eyed boy I was upset with.

Unfortunately for me he sat at the island eating a bowl of cereal in his own world as our friends did their own thing around him. I noticed how his hair was unruly and he looked tired as If he didn’t sleep last night. My eyes snapped away from him as Sam called out my name. “ there’s breakfast over on the counter if you want some.” The blonde boy pointed over his shoulder at the counter where a stack of waffles resided. I could see Colby’s head snap up from the corner of my eyes to look at me as his friend announced my presence but I avoided looking at him knowing I’d break on the spot to look at him. I smiled at Sam muttering a thank you as I made my way over to the food.

I heard his chair scrape against the floor as he hurriedly walked over to me stopping me from taking a plate . “ I can get your food.” Colby offered grabbing the plate I was reaching for looking down at me. Anger bubbled up inside of me and I glared at him. “ I’m not hungry anymore thanks.” I spat spinning on my heels and walking away from the prying eyes of our friends. He was just going to act like he didn’t blow me off on my birthday to be with another woman and I sure as hell wasn’t going to let that slide.

I might overreacted but If I wasn’t important enough why did he keep the act up, why not just rip the bandage off and break up with me. I sighed walking into the living room to see the mess from last night, cups ,trash bottles of liquor littered every surface. Grabbing a trash bag from the cabinet I began picking up hoping to get a head start before everyone came to help out.

I know he was standing there trying to figure out how to approach me but I couldn’t bring myself to ask him what he needed so I just pretended he wasn’t there. It was a difficult task to do when his blue eyes felt like they were burning a hole in my skin, I could see the distraught look on his face and it hurt my heart but he was the one who messed up.

Finally he cleared his throat to announce his presence as if I didn’t already know, it was hard not know when you’ve memorized the sound of his footsteps and when his presence filled up the whole room. I looked up to meet his sad eyes quirking an eyebrow up at him. “ I have something for you.” He told me in a small voice and brought his hands out in front of him presenting a small black box. I could see him deflect more as he noticed I wasn’t changing my stoic composure towards him. “ I also ordered you a cake from that bakery you like, I know you wanted one of those for your birthday.” He rambled only making me more upset. I hated that I couldn’t stay angry at him, was I really that smitten over him that I’d roll over and act like nothing happened just because it was him.

“ yeah for my birthday Colby.. which was yesterday had you of cared enough you would’ve remembered but how could you ? You were a bit …preoccupied.” I spat out the last word throwing the trash bag on the couch moving past him to go cool off in my room.

I threw myself on the bed and cried wishing my comforter would just hide me away from everything. He was probably trying to be nice so he wouldn’t feel bad once he left me for amber. My chest burned with jealousy at the thought of him doing everything I wanted of him for her, why wasn’t I good enough for him, He was everything for me and maybe that was the problem. I had to make it easier on both of us and end things myself because I know he wouldn’t do it.

I didn’t hear my door open or close but I noticed my bed dip making me wipe my eyes and look out from under cover. I cried even harder once I saw Colby sitting next me. He had tears in his eyes as well as he moved to put me on his lap, I didn’t try to fight him because this is probably the last time I’ll get to be in his arms. I wanted to memorize everything about him before I lost him.

“Baby I’m so sorry, I was a dumbass, I promise I didn’t mean to forget I just had to much on my plate and I got my days mixed up.” He sniffled setting his cheek on my head and caressing my leg knowing that calmed me down. “Do you not love me anymore?" I asked looking down at my lap picking at the loose thread on my knitted sweater. I felt like I could throw up waiting for him to answer me. "What ?" He asked me I could feel the bed shift under his weight as he turned to face me.

My face heated up at having to repeat my previous statement. I was embarrassed I had to ask him if he still loved me , if he did I wouldn't have to ask and save myself the heartache. " if you don't that's ok, i just.. I feel like I should know if you don't love me anymore, no one should be in a relationship without love." I mumbled my voice cracking as I tried to stop myself from crying even more. I could feel the tears pooling at my waterline even more as I tried to stop myself causing me to grow frustrated with myself . I put my hands over my face shielding my face from his view as my body shook after each sob.

“ baby I love you so much it hurts, I’m so sorry I made you feel like this. I’m sorry I made you doubt my love for you.” He whimpered rocking us back and forth holding me tighter to his body. “ I love you so so much, I was looking forward to yesterdays date because that’s the day my love was born, I should’ve been here but I promise I’ll make it up to you now.” He whispered kissing the crown of my head and I wrapped my arms around him. My heart softening “ I could never love anyone the way I love you, I can’t imagine getting so excited to come home to someone that isn’t you, you’re my favorite part of everyday and I don’t ever want to lose that.” His words slowly eased my worries.

I felt horrible because Colby wasn’t a bad person and he’d never intentionally hurt someone. I was so insecure I forgot how kind hearted and pure he was, That’s why I fell in love with him in the first place. I was caught up in my head I almost him because I was being childish. “ I’m sorry, I overreacted.” I hiccuped into his neck as I hugged him close to my body. He let out a small laugh rubbing circles on my back under my sweater. “ I think you under-reacted, I thought I was done for.” He told me causing me to giggle. “ I’m really sorry baby I know you were looking forward to your birthday.” He apologized again leaning back to look at me. I sat back on his lap to look at him. “ I just wanted to be with you, but you’re here now and that’s all I care about.” I told him making sure he knew I just wanted him.

He smiled and placed a kiss on my lips causing a smile to grow on my face. “ that one’s because I’m sorry and these are because you turned 23.” He said before attacking my face with kisses causing me to laugh as he counted each kiss. He let out a quick oh reaching over the bed to retrieve the same black box he had shown me earlier passing it over to me. I shot him a questioning look taking the small box and opening it. My eyes started watering again and I let out a small gasp at the small necklace that rested inside. “ I chose this out a while back and I wanted something you could wear everyday.” He explained taking it out of my hands and moving my hair to the side, I moved on his lap so he could clip it on. “ thank you, I love it.” I told him as he placed a delicate kiss on my expose shoulder where my sweater started slipping off. “ I love you .” He mumbled wrapping his arms around my again pulling my into his chest. I exhaled in relief leaning back and taking comfort in his warmth knowing we’d be ok, I had fallen in love with the sweetest soul and as perfect as he was he was only human, he was bound to make mistakes.

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Part 2 guys !!!

I hope you enjoyed it. I almost made them break up but I just couldn’t bring myself to make Colby the bad guy 🥲

Let me know what you guys think !!!

[brattyfork]

don’t you dare

summary: you were a little shit all day, chris gets fed up.

warnings: brat!reader, dom!chris, bdsm type relationship kinda, face fucking, kinda intense but not super crazy

“go put on real clothes before matt and nick get home”

chris was doing the dishes from breakfast, i was sitting on the couch in just one of his tshirts and my panties, since it was just the two of us home at the moment.

“no” i spat back quickly, not taking my eyes off my phone.

“no?” he seemed genuinely shocked by my response.

“you heard me”

“go get dressed, now”

“but i’m comfyyyyy” i whined.

“i won’t tell you again. go” he pointed toward the stairs.

i threw my phone down on the couch before getting up and stomping downstairs. when i got to our room i slammed the door, a little harder than i meant to but whatever, it served its purpose.

i looked for something to wear and decided on some short athletic shorts and a tight crop top. i chose to wear a bra so i wouldn’t get actually murdered.

i walked back upstairs and made my way over to the couch. chris looked up at me when he heard me approaching. i met his eyes briefly before he looked away, huffing and shaking his head.

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“baby can you bring me a pepsi?”

i had gotten up to go to the bathroom and after i walked out i heard chris call out.

“sure” i said back, loud enough for him to hear me.

i walked into the kitchen and grabbed a can from the fridge, also grabbing myself a water. i left the pepsi on the counter, and walked back to the couch.

i could feel chris’ eyes on me as i sat down, placing my water on the coffee table and taking out my phone. i turned to look at him.

“what?” my attitude definitely came out in my voice, i could tell when his gaze changed.

“pepsi?” he asked, trying to be patient in case i actually did forget.

“oh yeah, i forgot” i quickly went back to my phone but i could still feel him staring at me. he finally turned away, lifting himself off the couch with a huff.

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chris was sat at his pc while i laid on our bed. he needed to do some boring work thing, meaning i was getting no attention. i sighed as loud and as dramatically as i could, determined to get his attention but he didn’t even flinch.

“chris” i said, very monotone and at my regular volume. he either didn’t hear me or he was ignoring me.

“chrisss” i whined, a bit louder this time.

“hm?” he mumbled without turning his head.

“i’m bored” he didn’t respond. i got up from the bed and walked to his desk, leaning over his shoulder and licking a stripe up his neck to his ear. he stayed silent.

“did you hear me?”

“yes baby, i heard you. i promise i will give you attention as soon as i’m done.” he said, finally facing me.

“but i need attention nowww”

“the sooner i get this done, the sooner i can give you attention. now go sit back down and be quiet”

“whatever” i replied with such a dramatic attitude, i could practically hear him rolling his eyes. i flopped back on the bed, pulling out my phone and going on tiktok, purposely turning the volume up.

“turn that down” he said sternly.

“or what?” he spun around in his chair.

“turn it down, now” i tried to hold his stare but he ultimately won, i mean how could you disobey those eyes? i rolled my eyes, turning my phone down and rolling over so i was facing away from him.

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we had all ordered a pizza and were sitting on the couch eating. i was being purposefully loud, nick was enjoying it while matt just kind of smiled to himself. the only one i was really annoying, was chris. he kept giving me looks

“y/n” i turned to him, “lower your voice”

i stuck my tongue out at him before turning back to nick. i could feel his eyes burning a hole through the back of my skull.

nick was very aware of our dynamic, being my best friend and all, so he shot me a look. i just shrugged and continued eating, getting back into my conversation, lowering my voice just a bit.

“fucking brat”

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after dinner we decided to watch a movie, something none of us had seen before. we all got comfortable, chris and i on the chaise of the couch, nick laying on the main part and matt on another couch perpendicular to ours.

i cuddled into chris, even if he was pissed at me he never denied cuddles. he wrapped his arm around my shoulder, pulling me close.

at this point, i was frustrated. i had been such a little shit all day, why hasn’t he fucked me? or teased me at least. i noticed his hand over my shoulder and decided to bite it. not hard, just enough to get his attention. he pulled his hand away and flicked my ear, i just cuddled back into him as if nothing happened.

but i got bored again. i placed my hand on his thigh, far away enough from his crotch that it could be seen as innocent. i slowly inched my way toward the inside of his thigh before just placing my palm over his dick through his pants. he grabbed my hand and looked at me. i couldn’t contain my smirk, he was just so easy to get riled up.

chris stood up, his hand still wrapped around my wrist though the grip was tighter. he pulled me up off the couch and towards our room.

“we’re going to bed, goodnight guys”

“night” nick and matt replied at the same time, giving each other a look.

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chris harshly pulled me into his room and shut the door. he let go of me and i stood in front of the door.

“i wanted to finish the movie” i whined, knowing that i didn’t give two shits about the movie.

“so did i” he walked towards me, forcing my back against the door, “but i couldn’t because you were being a fucking brat” he spat, words soaked with venom.

“you’ve been a brat all day”

“i don’t know what you’re talking about”

he wrapped his hand around my throat, pinning me up against the door.

“you sure about that? you weren’t acting like a little bitch all day to get daddy worked up?”

i just stared at him, even if i had something to say i wouldn’t be able to get it out.

“i asked you a question slut” he tightened his grip on my neck.

“jus wanted to tease you a bit, that’s all…” my words trailed off.

he pulled me over to our bed, his grasp on my neck still firm. he pulled my face close to his after he sat on the edge.

“strip” he commanded, letting go of my neck.

i quickly pulled off all my clothes, minus my panties, he always wanted me to keep them on.

“on your knees” his tone wasn’t angry, but stern enough to make me think twice about disobeying.

i sat in front of him, on my knees with my posture straight. chris hated when i slouched. he leaned back, resting his hands on the bed behind him. i took this as an invitation, well, more of a command i guess.

i moved my hands to the waist band of his pants, slowly, in case i had misread his cues. hooking my fingers around them and his boxers, i pulled them both down, chris lifting his hips slightly so i could take them all the way off. his cock was red and angry, precum covering the tip. i went in immediately, desperate to taste him, to make him feel good.

i was interrupted by his hand in my hair, harshly pulling me back. i looked up at him, slightly confused.

“only good girls get to suck daddy’s cock, whores get their face fucked” i pouted a bit, not intentionally. i didn’t love face fucking, but chris did and i knew full well that it was a possibility when i started my act this morning.

“don’t you dare pout,” he tightened his grip on my hair, making me gasp, “you know what happens when you act like a brat”

i tried to wipe the pout off my face, hiding my disappointment that i wouldn’t get to suck him off but i should’ve known better.

“open” i opened my mouth wide and stuck my tongue out. chris stood up off the bed, slowly pushing himself into me. he kept his grip on my hair and put his other hand under my chin so he had full control over my head. he started slow, knowing that this wasn’t my favorite thing and even though he had to punish me, he didn’t want to hurt me.

the thing is, he’s just so fucking thick. when i’m sucking him off i can take my time, i have no issue taking all of him, but he’s so thick that i literally have to stretch my mouth out. so when he fucks my face, i don’t have time to get used to it and my mouth gets tired.

his thrusts got harder, sharper. i looked up at him as best i could, his head was thrown back, hair sticking to his forehead and his eyes closed. i wish i could have this image of him tattooed on the inside of my eyelids.

he must’ve felt me staring, snapping his neck down and smirking at me.

“such an obedient little whore. i knew you couldn’t keep your act up forever, just needed daddy to make you desperate enough”

i groaned around him. he knew me so well, inside and out.

“fuck you’re gonna make daddy cum baby” he praised, unable to help himself, “and you’re going to swallow all of it, you don’t wanna know what’ll happen if you don’t”

i did kind of want to know but the thought of swallowing all his cum was too appealing. i moaned around him, letting him know i understood. he groaned at the vibrations and after a few more thrusts i felt him shoot his warm load to the back of my throat.

i took it down easily, loving the taste of him. i stuck my tongue out, showing him that i listened. he grabbed my jaw and smacked me lightly.

“my perfect slut” chris reached his hands out to me, helping me up off the floor before pushing me back on the bed. i looked at him confused, he met my eyes and looked down. i followed and was faced with his still hard cock. i must’ve really worked him up.

he moved his hands down my stomach coming to the waistband of my panties, a dark spot covering my core. he pulled them down my legs, discarding them somewhere in the room.

“i’m not done with you, hands and knees”

this wasn’t a punishment for me anymore, i loved doggy, feeling his chest against my back, his hands in my hair or around my throat and his balls slapping my clit, god it was just the perfect position.

chris positioned himself at my entrance, his grip on my hips light as he sunk the tip of his dick in me. he did that a few more times, hands on my hips barely touching me.

he ran his hand up my spine, ghosting my skin, with only the first inch of his cock inside me. grabbing my hair, he slammed into me, giving me no time to adjust to his girth before pulling out and pushing back in harder, if that was even possible. i screamed, the pain to pleasure ratio too high.

“fuck so good daddy” i yelled as best i could, it came out as more of a squawk.

“yeah you like how hard daddy is with you?” he pulled tighter on my hair, “how worked up i get when you act like a little bitch,” slapped my ass, “you belong to me” then the other side.

“you are fucking mine, you obey me, listen to my orders”

“hnngggg daddy please”

“say it” i stayed silent “say. it.” he spat into my ear, making me jump.

“i’m yours, fuck i-i’m all yours”

“and so you don’t fucking forget it, i’m gonna pump my cum so far into you it’ll never come out”

“god please PLEASE fuck n-need it please daddy”

“love when you beg me like a good slut. do it some more baby, tell daddy how much you want it”

“FUCK daddy please god i need it so bad”

he grunts.

“daddy please please please i’ll be good i promise, please” i was practically sobbing, begging him to fill me up. i knew he’d hold this against me, next time i’m feeling bratty, more likely tomorrow morning.

“good girl baby, so good for me, just needed to be fucked good. that’s all, right?”

“yes fuck daddy cummmming” was all i managed to get out.

“yes baby, let go, been so good for me”

and just as soon as he told me to let go, he did too. i felt his hot cum paint my walls and i saw stars, i let out the most ungodly noise. you could probably hear it at the wendy’s down the street.

chris continued to pump into me, keeping his promise and fucking his cum so far inside me it was never coming out. he collapsed on top of me before rolling us over on our sides. i thought about trying to move away, get him out of me but i was so tired, and i love having him inside me.

“i think you should have to sleep with my cock and cum inside you” i could hear the smirk on his face. i just pulled him closer, as tight as i could, which apparently wasn’t very hard because he laughed at me and pulled me farther into his arms. i could feel his cum move around inside me as he kissed the top of my head.

“fuckin brat”

a/n- i really really really like this it was so fun to write i hope yall enjoy

[yourimagines]

Hi, can you perhaps write a one shot about the new fallout series. Perhaps about Maximus?

love your stories ❤️

Sure, I really like the series, as a gamer myself.

I hope you like this one ❤️

Wanderer

* English is not my first language I apologise

* Gif is not mine

* Triggers: Swearing, Blood, and Fluff

Y/N POV

The sun was shining down on me as I walked through the desert waste land. Sweat and blood were dripping down my skin, a bullet hole was on my right side of my shoulder and the headache I was having was getting worse by the minute. “I think I’m going crazy…” A loud explosion was heard in the distance, a shot of pain shoot through my head, causing me to shut my eyes. “Ahh…” my hand went up to my face as I fell down on my knees. “Please don’t let me die…” I slowly opened my eyes, trying to stay awake. My vision was blurry and my knees started to hurt from all the hot sand beneath them. I slowly fell flat down on my chest as a shadow started to cover me, I tilted my head up and saw something standing close to me. My eyes slowly rolled back and my face fell down again as I lost my consciousness.

Everything was pitch black, a weird uncomfortable feeling was flowing through my body. I felt heavy but also light, as something was carrying me. I tried everything, moving my arms, opening my eyes but nothing happened so panic started to creep in. I felt trapped in my own body without knowing what was happening to me.

Maximus POV

I saw a beautiful young woman wandering all alone under the desert sun, she was almost passed out when I spotted her. She’s probably wounded and dehydrated from all the heat. So I thought let’s go help her out, look if she needs some help but when I finally got to her she fell down, losing her consciousness. “I’ve got you.” I carefully picked her up and carried her out of the burning sun. She looked beautiful, she’s not from up here as her blue, yellow clothing and she wasn’t smelling bad, she had access to water. She could be from a vault or something.

I lay her down on the cold floor and checked her for some injuries. She had a view cuts and one bullet hole on the right side of her shoulder. I carefully took a better look at her shoulder and saw that the bullet went all the way through her shoulder, meaning it wasn’t there anymore. “You need a sting pack immediately.” I got out of my suit and grabbed the sting pack from my left arm. I kneeled down next to her and carefully injected the needle into her soft skin. “You’re going to be okay.”

Y/N POV

I woke up all alone in an old building with a sore shoulder. “Urgh…” my head was still pounding from all the heat and dehydration. I slowly sat up and saw a young man sitting in front of me, smiling at me. “Hi.” His voice sounded low and soft as he greeted me. “Hi.” My voice sounded a bit hoarse and not so sweet as usual. “You passed out because you were wounded, I fixed that problem for you.” He pointed at my shoulder. “Thank you….” “Maximus. My name is Maximus.” I nodded and took a look at my shoulder. “Why? Why did you help me, Maximus?” My shoulder was still hurting but the wound itself was looking way better than it was before. “Why not?” I looked back at him, he looked a bit confused. “Because we don’t know each other, I could have killed you.” He shrugged his shoulders and looks down at his hands. “Maybe but you needed help. And I do the right thing by helping people.”

Maximus POV

She was right but that’s not how I want to be, ignoring the people who need my help. I’m a knight now and I should help them. “Okay, well maybe I can help you out then, so tell me where are you heading?” “Las Vegas, I’m on a mission to save the world.” I saw her lips curl up, trying not to laugh. “Yeah, Yeah, I know it sounds stupid…” she shook her head as her cheeks got a rosy colour. “No it’s not, I-I’m also on my way to Las Vegas.” I was surprised, she was going to the same place. “Why?” “To find the person who shot me.” She pointed at her shoulder. “Okay, well we could go together, I mean it’s better than travelling alone.” She nodded and stood up. “Okay, let’s go then.” I smiled and stood up as well. “Have you ever flown before?”

She was clinging onto the suit as I flew us through the air. “Are you okay?” She had her eyes closed, probably afraid of falling down. She only nodded and I knew that I needed to land. I slowly went down and wrapped my arm around her as my feet touched the ground. She carefully opened her eyes and saw we were back on the ground. “We walk the rest.” I slowly placed her down on the ground. She nods and starts to walk.

Y/N POV

Max was a great companion to have in these harsh conditions. The loneliness was getting to my head and everyone I met wanted to kill me, just because I’m from a vault. “We should take a rest.” His robotic voice said to me. “Yeah, my legs hurt.” I sat down against an old wall, just out of the sun. He did the same but still in his suit. “You should take some sleep, you need it for your shoulder.” I wasn’t sure about that one, sleeping with a stranger. Yes he saved me but who says he doesn’t do anything to me, like selling me for caps. “I won’t do anything to you, I trust you and you should trust me. We are companions now.” I nodded and tried to get comfortable but everything felt uncomfortable. “I can’t, my shoulder hurts and the sand irritates my skin.” I felt a mental breakdown coming up as my eyes started to prick. “Come here.” He patted on his lap and I got shy. “Uhh you sure?” He nods and moved his legs a bit, getting comfortable by himself. I moved shyly to him and crawled into his lap. “Better right?” I was blushing very hard and hide my face against his metal chest. “I’ll keep watch, just rest a bit.”

I don’t want to admit it but I slept very good on his metal suit. His suit was cold outside the sun and it made me feel better. “Are you okay?” He asks me as we walked through the dessert again. “Yes, are you?” He nods and looks around. “I think we are almost there.” I stayed close to him as we walked over a hill. “I think we are here.” I said as I pointed to the city down the hill. “Well, thank you for your company Maximus.” I said to him, he nodded slowly and looked back at the town. “You sure you want to do this on your own?” I sighed and nodded. “Yes, we both have a different mission to achieve, but after this I would love to be your companion again.” He walks over to me and his large robotic hand moved up to my head. “Be careful.” I smiled up at him, feeling the butterflies in my stomach. “I will, be careful as well Max.” With that I walked away from him, heading to my own battle I had to fight as he flew over me, to fight his battle on his own.

[ifqtalstories]

𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 - 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Warnings: degradation, choking, slapping, bondage, spanking, rough s3x, etc.

A/N: This is my first smut story in a very long time, I'm not used to writing stories but I hope you enjoy this! Also reader is an adult and doesn't have a gender since I made this for all genders! MINORS DNI!

William had always been interested in one specific employee and that was you. He was not someone who openly showed his feelings, so he kept any emotions he may have had to himself. Little did William know, you had been hiding a crush on him for quite some time. As William began to pay closer attention to you, he eventually uncovered the hidden affection you held towards him

After Fredbear's Family Diner had closed for the day, William sat in his office sorting through paperwork and designing blueprints of 4 new animatronics - Freddy, Chica, Bonnie, and Foxy. As he worked, the ticking of the clock only added to his stress levels. He took a drag from his cigarette, relishing in the burning sensation in his throat before releasing a cloud of smoke into the room. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Assuming it was his best friend and business partner Henry Emily, William remained seated and didn't bother to answer the door. "What now, come in and don't waste my fucking time." He said gruffly. The door creaked open, but William didn't bother glancing up until he heard a voice that wasn't Henry's. William glanced up and saw his favorite employee, a small smile formed on his face. "Ah, it's you. Close the door behind you and have a seat."

For nearly 15 minutes, you and William sat across from each other, engaged in conversation. Without any warning, he suddenly stood up and walked around the desk, towering over you. With a firm grip, he grasped your chin before forcefully pressing his lips against yours in a passionate kiss. You initially stiffened but soon melted into the embrace, letting out a soft moan as you held onto his shoulders tightly. William groaned in response and lifted you up, pressing you against the wall as the kissing became more intense. After several minutes, you both finally parted with heavy breaths. A thin string of saliva connected both your mouths, and he leaned his forehead with yours in an attempt to calm down. With desire still evident in his eyes, William held you against the wall, not wanting to let go just yet.

"You have no idea how much I wanted to do this to you when I first hired you here... fuck you drive me wild, doll...~" William growled, his voice dripping with a mixture of desire and satisfaction. He began planting kisses and bites on your exposed neck, relishing in the sounds of your moans. With a sudden move, William picked you up and threw you onto his desk, scattering everything that was on it to the floor. He ripped open your uniform top, buttons flying everywhere and exposing your chest. His hands explored your body, tracing every curve and dip before he leaned down and peppered kisses along your stomach, stopping just short of the waistband. With a firm hold, he tugged your pants and underwear down, leaving you completely vulnerable and exposed in front of him.

"You're such a naughty slut, you know that doll? Driving me fucking insane with your stares and the swaying of your hips... you knew what you were doing, didn't you you little tease? You knew you were riling me up, making it impossible to keep my fucking hands to myself..." William let out a low, growl before deciding to remove his clothing. As he undressed, his erect cock sprang free, hard and ready "This is how hard you made me, bloody hell I feel like I could drill a hole in the wall from how fucking hard I am..." He grabbed his tie and tied your wrists together with it.

He wanted to take his time, so he applied some lube onto his fingers before preparing you. He inserted his fingers at a steady pace, eliciting moans and gasps from you. "P-please sir... I need you, please..~" You moaned in pleasure as a smirk appeared on William's face. He pulled his fingers out before grabbing some lube and coating his cock. He positioned himself at your entrance, ready to continue the intimate encounter.

"You ready, bunny?~" Before proceeding, he wanted to confirm your readiness. You nodded and gave the signal for William to continue. With a grin, he slowly entered you, letting out a low groan of satisfaction. "Mmh fuck, you're so tight... relax and breathe for me, yeah?~" He whispered before pushing himself deeper until he was fully inside you. William held still for a few moments, allowing you to adjust to his size. Once you seemed comfortable, he began moving slowly, giving you time to get used to him as the initial pain turned into pleasure for you, "Ah, please sir... faster..~" You begged. William's eyes darkened with desire as he picked up the pace, eliciting more gasps, whimpers, and moans from you. Luckily, everyone including Henry went home after closing time and William was grateful for the privacy with his favorite employee.

Several minutes had gone by, and William was panting heavily as he aggressively ravished you on his desk. The desk shook with each thrust. Your moans and cries only fueled his desire. "Yeah that's it darling, scream for me." A low growl escaped from his lips as he gripped your throat, restricting your airflow but not enough to render you unconscious. He maintained a steady gaze into your eyes, his silver orbs locked onto your own.

"Keep your eyes on me, bunny... You want that raise, don't you?" He whispered huskily in your ear before nibbling on your earlobe. The sight of his cock going in and out of you was driving him wild; his control slipping with each movement. "Fuck it... I'm not holding back anymore. You're going to take my cock as hard as I want to give it to you, do you understand?" He slapped you across the face, eliciting a yelp from you. He knew you enjoyed the mix of pleasure and pain he was giving you. "I knew from day one that you wanted my cock deep inside you. Such a fucking whore." He aimed for your sweet spot inside you, causing you to scream in ecstasy and see stars. With a wicked grin, William repeatedly hit that spot over and over again. "There it is, slut...I found it..." He maintained his unrelenting pace as you moaned and squirmed like a slut beneath him.

William let out a growl and gave you a sharp smack on the ass, panting heavily as the tightness around his cock intensified. He could feel himself nearing the edge, sweat dripping down his body and his breathing becoming more ragged. With each thrust, he got closer to reaching climax, sensing that you were also close. William looked down at you, enjoying your expression, "P-please.. Mr. A-Afton... I need to c-cum, p-please... I c-can't hold it in anymore.. please.." You begged as you had tears in your eyes from the intense mix of pain and pleasure. William growled in response. "Not yet, love. Hold it until I say so. I'm almost there," he rasped, his thrusts became harder and faster, driving you and himself closer to the edge. Finally he reached his peak with a loud groan. "Now," he commanded, giving you permission to cum.

At the perfect moment, you let out a scream and reached your peak as your body trembled with intense pleasure. Meanwhile, William continued his forceful thrusts until he slammed in one last time and released with a loud roar, filling you with his seed. He grunted and continued to move until his high faded, then stopped completely and breathed heavily in exhaustion.

"Holy fucking shit.." He said breathlessly, he stayed inside you for a few minutes until he calmed down his breathing and pulled out slowly, observing his essence drip out of you with a small laugh. He untied your wrists, letting them free, "Mmmm you did very well, rabbit. You definitely deserve that raise... and a promotion as well. You'll be my personal assistant from now on, especially outside of work.." He smirked before he tucked his softened cock back in his pants and fixed his appearance and clothing before he gave a soft kiss to your forehead. He gently pulled you onto his lap, both of you relaxing after the intense session you both had.

[angelpregdreams]

naga's egg (1st person pov)

content: egg birth, labor kink, fpreg

I realized too late what the twinge of pain deep in my core was, now a day later and huffing uncomfortably as I dressed myself. I paused and rubbed the underside of my belly, trying to ease the tightening of pain that crept up on me. The labor pain that crept up on me. Admitting that made my stomach turn and I breathed in deeply to ease the tension in my body.

...it didn’t work.

Grunting, I shifted, trying to stand up straight but the pressure and aching pain made it difficult. I huffed and weighed my options, screwing my eyes shut as the pain intensified, realizing quickly that I may not have a choice.

I didn’t want to linger here and give birth in this shithole of a tavern, barely passing as an inn. The reality was I didn’t want to be caught in such a vulnerable state. No one around here had recognized me from my old town, and I finally was able to stay in one place for more than a few days. But every extra day was pushing my limit of safety. 

The ache settled slightly but new pressure built deeper in my pelvis and I groaned quietly to myself, returning to the bed. Leaning over onto my hands and knees, I spread my thighs and rocked my hips slightly, knowing my only option was to remain here and deliver. The little beast seemed ready to be born, the safety of both of us be damned.

Resigning myself to this, I sighed and dropped my head, releasing a deep breath. 

My hips continued to rock, but it did little to ease the pain nor the pressure. As time passed, it simply worked to give me some comfort by moving and not having to remain still. My belly moved with me, the soft skin of my bump swaying with my breasts as I moved. I tossed my head back and cried out softly, the pressure dropping down between my hips with the pain again, only it didn’t disappear once the pain ended. A massive weight now sat between my thighs and I had to adjust on my hands and knees to widen how far my legs were apart. 

I whined, gritting my teeth harshly, as the noise turned into a growl. I arched my back, my belly dropping lower and pressing against the bed as I pushed, sensing the pressure shift so abruptly. 

Releasing the push also resulted in me releasing a breath I didn't realize I held in. Groaning again, my hips angled upward as I began to push again, feeling the weight slide so slowly down my tight hole. Everything made my senses burn, the feeling of the weight, the feeling of being stretched apart from the inside, the dreadful feeling of pressure that kept increasing. 

Unable to do anything but what my body commanded, I began to push again and again and again. My hips stilled after a while, simply arched on my hands and knees, unable to do anything but push and moan in pain. 

When the pain became unbearable, I felt my pussy begin to open, my folds immediately pulling apart to cling to the hard shell of the naga's egg that was inside of me as it began to come to a crown.

I dropped to my elbows, struggling to keep myself upright as I continued to strain and push with the pain and pressure. It was a bit harder, the huge egg worked slightly against gravity, but it eased my back somewhat, and let me get my legs wider apart with a little wiggling. 

The egg bulged my folds outward, and I could feel my body part around it, the crown returning and then staying. My pussy now fully spread tightly around the egg, as I moaned and dropped my head onto the bed. 

I wanted to scream as I strained again, this time harder than before and felt the huge egg lurch slightly, stilling at the widest point. Tears burned my eyes and I couldn't believe my body was pulled so tightly, it felt surreal, even as the pain felt very noticeable. 

A pathetic cry whimpered out of my mouth as I pushed again, softer this time, now scared that I would be torn apart.

The egg, tapered on the end now protruding out of me felt awkward and pressed against my thighs, making me urge them apart in surprise. I struggled with my balance whimpering as I tried to open my hips more. As soon as I shifted, I pushed and groaned loudly, my body seizing tightly around itself as I pushed. 

A soft pop caught me off guard, and then I felt the ease of pressure, followed quickly by a trickle of slick spilling down my front and my thighs. The dark grey egg plopped onto the bed between my knees and I sobbed loudly. Relief made me collapse into the bed, my body releasing the remainder of the stress and tension as I suddenly noticed my vision got dark and hazy. Succumbing to sleep, I wiggled around my egg protectively, bringing it to rest against my stomach where it had sat for the last year. I already noticed I missed the weight of it inside me.

[sunarc]

Again

Synopsis: There’s something about watching his darling cum over and over again that brings a menacing smile to Kita’s face

 DISCIPLINE Kita x Reader 

Warning: smut, afab reader, daddy kink, spanking, finger sucking, praise, oral male receiving, overstimulation, unprotected sex, fingering

A/N: I wanted to save this for Kita’s birthday post but I couldn’t hold it much longer hehe. Also it feels good to be back. This is apart of my kinktober masterlist that you can check here 

Kita’s stare burned. The way he looked at you was almost terrifying. You want to say something but you knew better than to speak in a moment like this. You sat on the edge of the bed spread out for him to see you in all your glory. Your legs trembled as you shoved your finger deeper into your hole. Below you laid a pool of your own cum from the previous orgasms that Kita watched you pull from yourself. 

“Shin I can’t” you whimpered.

Kita walked closer to you. A smirk covered his face as he gazed at the mess between your legs. He scanned your body before meeting your eyes. There was a look of hunger as he stared at you. 

“So pretty for me” the words fell from his glossy lips with ease.

Kita leaned down to you. His lips found their way to your neck and you felt shivers run through your body. His mouth felt warm against your skin as he sucked a mark you knew you’d have to cover up later. His hand slid down your body until he reached your core. He pulled your fingers from your hole and brought them up to your lips.

“Be a good girl and suck for me”

Kita’s voice was deep and sultry. You felt so needy for him you’d do anything to hear him call you his good girl again. You opened your mouth and Kita guided your slick covered fingers onto your tongue. You met his eyes as your tongue cleaned your mess. He looked at you mesmerized. He was like an animal ready for its prey. You felt the heat pool between your legs and you could only hope that Kita was finally going to decide he was ready to fuck you. He pulled away from you to stand up straight. He was still fully clothed and you wanted nothing more than to rip the clothes off of him. You felt desperate. You needed him to fuck you. The thought of Kita sliding in and out of you groaning your name with each thrust clouded your brain. 

“Again” Kita broke through your thoughts with his voice. 

You almost screamed at the word. You knew exactly what he meant. He wanted another orgasm from you. He wanted to watch you fuck yourself and beg for him all over again. 

“Shin please” you leaned forward to sit on your knees. Your hand reached for his belt and you gave him your best pout. “I need your cock daddy” 

You knew he had a soft spot for hearing you call him daddy. It was a tactic you had little hope for but it couldn’t hurt to try. The chuckle that bubbled from his throat was all the answer you needed. He leaned down to be eye level with you. His hand wrapped around your throat giving it a soft squeeze. 

“Only good girls get daddy’s cock. Maybe you’ll think again before you play with my pussy without my permission” 

He stood again with a menacing smile. 

“Don’t make me repeat myself doll” 

Your hand instinctively slid down to your core to rub small circles over your clit. You let out a small whimper at the delicate touch. Your mind began to wander off to the thought of Kita. You were desperate to feel his touch. You leaned your head back and closed your eyes. Your fingers slid down to your hole. The desire to be filled was overwhelming. You dipped two fingers inside and let out a soft gasp. Your jaw hung low as your fingers massaged your gummy walls. 

“Come on baby” Kita’s voice rang through your stream of moans.

You looked up to see him staring at you while undoing his tie, the same smirk covering his face. 

“You know what I want to hear” The menacing smile dropped into a deadpan expression 

“Beg.”

The words seemed to bounce off the walls. If begging was what you had to do to get his touch then so be it.

“Please Shin-”

“Who?” you knew what he wanted to hear.

Your eyes met his. Your fingers moved back and forth with the only sound in the room being the wet sounds of hole.

“Please fuck me daddy” the words felt so naughty falling past your lips. 

Kita’s fingers tapped against your inner thigh signaling for you to spread your legs further. You did as you were told with a moan. “I want you to make me cum. I want to scream your name until I can’t take it anymore.” your back and forth movement continued and the hungry look in Kita’s eyes grew. He removed his tie and slowly unbuttoned his shirt. His eyes never left you. Your body felt hot from the stare. Kita pulled off his shirt revealing his toned body. His skin glistened and you were almost sure there was drool on your lips.  His hands came up to his belt to undo it. Your heart began to patter in your chest with the only thought being Kita’s cock. Kita slipped his pants off and you could see the bulge in his underwear. 

“Do you want me as badly as I want you Daddy?” you already knew the answer to your question. You just needed to hear him say it. 

Kita leaned down to you staring deeply into your eyes. He pulled your fingers free from your hole, placed them onto his tongue and slowly began to suck. You wanted to close your eyes from the feeling of his tongue swiveling around your fingers but you couldn’t pull away from the sight. Kita’s plump lips wrapped around your fingers with loan groans. Your heart was beating in your chest harder than ever. He pulled your fingers from his mouth with a line of saliva following behind. His hand guided your hand down his chest to the hard on in his underwear. Your eyes followed his movements until they reached their destination. You hadn’t noticed yourself slowly leaning forward. You looked up to see him staring down at you. 

“Show me how bad you want me” 

Within seconds you were on your knees in front of him. Your hand reached up to pull his underwear down. His cock sprung free and if your pupils could they would have formed the shape of hearts. Your tongue licked the tip earning a low groan. You sucked softly before pushing him further into your mouth. His cocked brushed the back of your throat easily. You moaned as you bobbed your head back and forth at a slow pace. 

“Just like that doll” Kita’s hand gripped your hair softly guiding your head up and down his cock. Drool dripped down the sides of your mouth. His groans were enough to make you feel a heartbeat between your legs. Your hand snaked down your body to ease the desire for pleasure. You rocked back and forth on your hand while your mouth devoured Kita’s cock whole.

“Your mouth looks so pretty stretched out for me. I can’t wait to see how pretty you look getting filled with my cum.” Kita’s words carried so much weight. 

You were desperate to see him cum. Kita rocked his hips into your mouth while his hands came up to the sides of your head holding you in place. You looked up towards him. His head was leaned back with his jaw slack. His groans flowed through the room like a song you never wanted to end. His skin glistened with drops of sweat. You never knew someone could be so perfect. Kita pulled himself back from you. His hand wrapped around your throat to lead you to stand up. His lips pressed down on yours. For a second the world stopped. There was nothing but the two of you. You felt your body shiver from the passion behind his kiss. He pulled back breathing heavily. 

“All four now” his voice was demanding

You got on the bed on your hands and knees. You wiggled your ass in the air signaling to Kita he had all access to you.  Kita’s hand came down onto your ass cheek. A small smile formed as he watched it jiggle from the impact. 

“So wet for me baby” 

He lined the tip of his cock to your hole and slowly pushed himself in. You let out a soft gasp at the feeling of being stretched out. Kita pulled his cock from inside of you and chuckled at the whimper you let out. 

“So needy for me aren't ya doll?”

Kita brushed his cock against your clit. You let out a soft moan as you bucked your hips onto his cock. 

“Please,” you whined. “ Put it in”.

You needed to be full. You were desperate to feel his cock stretch you out. Who was Kita to deny you of what you needed so badly? He buried his cock into you. His hips rocked back and forth at an achingly slow pace. Kita could be such a tease at times. His pace was constant. 

“You need me don't you” he whispered the words over your soft moans. His cock slid so easily into you. You were made just for him.

“How does it feel, doll?” Kita leaned down to whisper the words into your ear. 

You let out a soft moan as his cock inched deeper into you. The squelching sounds of your hole echoed through the room. You could barely form the words you wanted to say to Kita.

“How’s my cock feel fucking this sloppy hole hmm?” He picked up his pace and began ramming into you. The creaking of the bed grew louder along with your moans. Your hand gripped the sheets below you. Your mouth sat open with your face pressed against the bed. You would have felt embarrassed by the amount of drool that soaked the sheets but all you could think about was how good the stretch of your pussy felt. 

“Daddy” you moaned the words so delicately.

The feel of him fucking himself deeper into you mercilessly left you speechless. 

“That’s right” Kita groaned “ I don’t want to hear anything unless its you screaming my name” 

His grip on your hips tightened. The sound of skin slapping against each other filled the room. Your legs began to tremble with each thrust. Your hole clenched around Kita’s cock as you neared your orgasm. 

“Please I-” your words were cut off by your own moan.

“Its okay baby, make a mess on my cock” 

His words were enough to send you to your release. You body felt weak as Kita held your hips fucking you through your orgasm. You let out muffled moans of his name. 

“So good for me” he groaned watching you cream on his cock. “So fucking good for me”

Kita’s movements stilled. He gripped onto your hair pulling you up to his chest. His tongue licked a long strip on your neck before biting just enough to earn a whimper from you. 

“You didn’t think we were done did you?” he breathed the words “ We're not stopping until I think you’ve learned your lesson.”

 Kita released you allowing your half limp body to fall back onto the bed. He gripped your hips and began rocking his cock into you again.

“Now be a good girl and cum on my cock again”

[dreamysturniolo57]

Insomnia - Matt Sturniolo

Summary: You moved to England when you were 13, but you've been home for a month which means you met the sturniolo triplets again who you grew up with. You all missed each other and now you are at their house for a sleepover. At night you can't sleep so you decide to go to the kitchen and then everything turns upside down.

Warning: swearing/p in v/ sweet talk

Orange: Chris

Blue: Matt

Green: Nick

Pink: reader

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Nick and I were singing 'Had me at hello' from that Disney movie. We were playing karaoke. It was just the four of us. Chris was recording and I felt that someone was burning a hole in my back with his eyes. I knew it was Matt. I heard him laughing at us. He was too cool for things like this. I was having so much fun. I really missed these idiots. When we finished I layed down on the comfy couch and drank some water.

That was fun. You really have a great voice Y/N.

Yeah, you should sing more. -Chris said then put his phone down.

Thanks. Actually i like singing. -I said and put some popcorn in my mouth. For a second I looked at Matt just to not feel himself left out but he was staring at me. I don't know why but i couldn't held the contact so I turned my face the other side.

So what should we play next? -I asked rubbing my palms together.

Easy. Truth or truth.

Come on! -I said and rolled my eyes.

I'm down!

Me too. -Matt finally spoke. Great.

I sighed and prepared myself for the worst. I sat up and crossed my legs on eachother.

I'm going first! Chris have you ever had 3 days off of showering?

No, gross! Never. -we all laughed.

Y/N have you had a boyfriend in England?

I did. -they all smiled at my answer except for one person.

You gonna tell me about it girlll.

Okay. Matt... Have you ever eaten cucumber with peanut butter? -I asked him and looked in his eyes.

Unfortunately yes. -He said. I should have known he had. Sometimes they have crazy ideas. The game continued and we asked each other lots of funny questions, but then Chris asked me something I didn't want to answer.

Have you ever had a crush on one of us? -my smile disappeared and my throat constricted.

That's a stupid question. -I said and crossed my arms.

So you did. -he smiles at me. Chris some day i'll kill you... I thought. They looked at me curiously.

No! Of course not. We grew up together. -I answered.

Don't lie! -so Nick is already attacking. Super.

At least tell who would you choose? -I looked at Chris with murderous eyes. Then for some reason I looked at Matt. He watched me with a calm face.

Okay. Easy. I would choose Nick. You happy? -I asked and I sipped another dose of water to relieve my tension.

Lame. -he said.

Don't be a dick. -Matt told him. I looked at him and he noticed it. I gave him a hint of a smile.

When we felt it was time to go to bed, we all retired. I was sleeping with Nick. I've always been the closest to him, and maybe he was the only one who noticed that I was hopelessly falling for Matt. When I moved away it felt like ripping my heart out. Then I came back and I could barely recognize them and when I saw how much Matt changed all the feelings surfaced. They were never buried actually.

I was trying to sleep but Nick was snoring so loud. I turned my head and tried to shut out the sound, but I couldn't. I smiled at him and shook my head. I stood up and quietly went out. Then I carefully opened Chris's door, but I saw that he was sleeping sprawled on the bed. Great... I decided to go to the kitchen to drink some cocoa. It always helped me. I sat down and turned the little light which was above the stove. I was lost in my thoughts when I heard footsteps.

Can't sleep? -he asked and sat in front of me.

When did Nick start snoring like a bear? -he smiled at me and shook his head.

About 3 years ago. -he answered and crossed his arms. I cheekily grazed my eyes on his tattooed arm. I've never thought he is going to get one.

Did you hear when i came out? -I asked and sipped my cocoa.

Yeah but I thought you were Chris. I bought some muffins and I hid it because he always finds it. -I just laughed.

Well, don't worry. I'm not gonna eat it.

I'm happy to share it with you. -he said smiling.

Thanks, I will take the opportunity. -I responded.

Ah..I'm so tireeed. -I cried out like a baby.

You can sleep with me. -he offered then I gulped.

I don't want to bother you. You must be tired too. -I said and tried to avoid his eye contact.

Not really. I think i might have insomnia or something. Lately I've been sleeping late. -he srugghed and smiled.

You sure you don't mind? Because I checked Chris but he was sleeping like a starfish and I...-

Come on Y/N. I'm here for you too. -he said. He extended his hand to me as he stood up and nodded. I took his hand and let him pull me up from the chair, then without breaking the contact of our hands, he led me to his room. I saw blue led lights around the ceiling, which made the room very cozy. Blue is also my favourite colour.

Feel yourself home. -he said.

Thanks. -I said trying not to blush or anything like that. My stomach was flilping of excitement and I was so shy.

You need anything?

No. I'm good. -I sat down on his bed and smoothed the wine red silk cover. Matt always had a really good taste. I layed down and covered my legs with the blanket because I was wearing shorts which was too short. I didn't want him to feel uncomfortable. He laid down next to me on his back putting one arm under his head. I was just staring at him.

So tell me about that insomnia. What's wrong? -I asked and put both of my hands under my face.

Okay, i'm not sure I have it. I just.. can't sleep. I wake up in the middle of the night sometimes. And it's really tiring. -he sighed then continued. -I turn around a lot and feel restless.

Have you tried camila tee? Or something...-

I've tried everything. Believe me. -he sad and finally looked in my eyes. The heck... My pulse got faster.

I'll find something for you.

Thanks Ms. England.

Shut up. -I laughed.

You do have some accent. The cool british one. -he said imitating me.

That's not my fault. I lived there. Of course my accent changes. -I said.

I like it. It's cute for you. -he said. I felt a lump in my throat, which was difficult for me to swallow. I suddenly turned to my other side, involuntarily bringing the blanket with me and this led to my bottom showing. These damn pajamas only reached the bottom of my butt line.

Good night. -I said. He didn't say anything. He just inhaled the air sharply. Then I felt a squirm and that the bed was sinking right next to me.

Can I ask something? -Matt was so close to my ear I could feel his breath tickling my neck.

Yeah...-I said in a questoning tone.

Why did you lie?

About what? -I asked back still looking forward at the wall.

About who would you pick. You rubbed your right ear when you said it would be Nick. When you lie you always poke your right ear. -as he spoke i was 100% sure he was inches away from my right ear. The air stuck in my lungs and tried to calm down. How the fuck he knows I do that when I lie??!

I.. I don't know what you are talking about. -i said.

I know you do. Don't lie. -he said. Fuck.... why is he doing this to me? I was shaking inside. My stomach convulsed.

And what if I was lying? It's just a stupid game. -i groaned.

It was called Truth or truth. -how detailed he has become.

I don't care. And I don't rub or poke my ear if i'm lying. -I said.

You don't? -when he asked that, I felt his lips touch my ear. I squealed and i suddenly forgot how to breath. Then he kissed the skin behind my ear and my mind was blown. My chest rose rapidly and I squeezed the blanket. He kissed it again and he bit my earlobe too. I wasn't sure if this was real or I was dreaming. I closed my eyes and sighed.

Tell me if I was wrong. -he murmured at my neck and kissed it.

I...-I started but i wasn't able to put a normal sentence together. I was dumb. I bit my lip instead and tried not to moan. One of his hands caressed my waist then it slid to my stomach.

Tell me who did you really want to say. -he said while his hand started going under my shirt. I couldn't stop sighing. It felt like an eletric shock when his skin met mine.

Y-you...-I squeezed out of my lips. He was still kissing my neck and behind my ear. I saw dimly and I could barely open my eyes. I'm sure I looked like Bella Swan when Edward was sucking the vampire poison out of her.

That's what I wanted to hear. -he whispered. Here is where the thread broke for me. He was still close to me so I turned my head to face him and I pulled him down putting my palm on his neck. Our lips finally met and it felt like fireworks. He crawled my skin gently under my shirt then it went higher right where my tits were. He was still on top of me and I was lying on my side under him. He cupped my breast giving each mound a squeeze. I moaned into his mouth. He was eating my lips and i didn't mind. Soon I turned on my back so he can totally tower over me. Our legs were tangled. We didn't break the kiss not for a second. I grabbed his hair and pulled it then I caressed it. I've always loved how fluffy it was. He spread my legs and held one up to his waist and caressed it gently. The room was filled with heat and tension. The blue lights made it even exciting. I ran my fingers down to his shirt and he broke off just long enough to take off his shirt and throw it on the floor. I smiled at him and he attacked my neck again. He licked it and bit it gently. I was totally losing my mind.

Ah...-I moaned. I grabbed his hair again.

Can I take this off? -he asked holding my shirt between his fingers. I nodded and helped him by lifting my self up. He started going down with his kisses and he kissed every inch of my breast including my twins. He reached my stomach kissing and biting it. My eyes were closed and I was grabbing the edge of the pillow with both hands.

Matt...-I moaned his name from my lips.

Yeah? Is something wrong? Shit I went too far didn't I?-he asked and he crawled towards me again.

Please.... Do something. -I said squeezing my legs together. He felt my move and smiled at me.

Down there. Right? -he whispered near my lips. He left a soft kiss on them then he slowly led his hand to my shorts. I was holding on his neck sometimes caressing his hair. I let out a sigh when he touched my clit.

So wet. -he murmured in my ear. I crawled his back. I was aching for his touch. He continued caressing my center area and he put one finger inside me. I could feel the knot was building up in my abdomen.

One more... please...-I sighed pressing my lips. He complied with my request and inserted a second finger.

M-matt I'm gonna... I - suddenly he pulled out his fingers and I groaned in displeasure.

Noo! -I said and put my hand down so I can finish it myself but he grabbed it and put both of my hands next to my head.

How impatient. You know I can give you pleasure with...-he started and pressed his lap against mine. I bit my lip of the thought him being inside of me.

You want it? -he asked looking in my eyes.

Yes. I want you. -I said looking deeply in his eyes. He smiled at me and slowly pulled my pajama shorts along with my panties. He reached out to his nightstand and pulled out a condom.

Why do you have these? -I asked. I wondered how many girls he takes in his room.

Because I'm responsible?!- He said in a questioning tone.

So you bring a lot of girls here?-I asked.

I bought these when you moved back. And I don't bring anyone here. There's only one girl who can sleep in my bed and that's you. -he sighed and caressed my face.

So you mean...you are a virgin? -I asked raising my eyebrows.

No. I just didn't bring anyone here. -i smiled at him, then placed a sweet kiss on his lips.

Are you still...? -he asked this time.

I only did it once. -I said pressing my lips.

I wish I was your first. -he muttered.

You are Matt. Since we were little kids. -I said caressing his hair. He smiled at me and kissed my cheeks.

If something hurts just say and I'll stop baby. -he said and slowly pushed himself up. I bit my lip trying to hold back the painful waves.

Oh...gosh. -he cried out burying his face in my neck. He pulled out then pushed himself back and he did it again and again.

You okay? Does it hurts? -he asked looking at my face.

No. I'm alright just ahh....-i moaned when i lifted my hips a little to get comfortable.

Please Matty...-I could barely speak. He let out a little laugh and started moving. He started kissing my neck again leaving wet kisses on it.

You are so tight. -he groaned. I was trying to be quiet because I didn't want to wake the others up. He hold my legs up pressing it to my chest. He thrusted deeper and I put my palm on my mouth.

Fuck...-I cried out. His movements got faster and deeper and I was losing my mind. He intertwined our fingers and now I put my legs around his waist.

I...I love you. -he said while he started slowing down and he hit that pleasant spot. I dropped my head back for a moment.

I love you too. -I said putting my palms around his neck pulling him down for an intense kiss. He gave me the final thrust and I felt my walls clenched his dick. He moaned and stayed deep inside me then collapsed. I was trying to catch my breath but it wasn't easy.

You are amazing. -he said smoothing my hear out of my face. We were sweaty.

No no. You are. -I sighed out closing my eyes. He pulled out of me and pulled down the condom putting his boxers on. He grabbed my stuff and put it on the bed. He climbed over me again kissing every inch of my face. I laughed and felt like a little girl.

I could bear it if I had insomnia because of you. -he whispered.

Shut up. -I said. I put on my shirt and panties then laid on his chest.

This was all I ever wanted. -he said caressing my cheek.

Well I would say the same. I missed you. Actually I missed you more than Chris and Nick. But don't tell them. -he giggled at my statement.

I won't. -he responded. We were making eye contact for a long time and it's so hard to believe that this all just happened. Finally I was his.

[beomsjoongie]

Love & Lust

genre: obviously smut

warnings: crying, fingering, unprotected sex, breeding, facesitting, short ass story, not proofread so there are (probably) spelling mistakes. I’m going go through all my stories and proofread cs ts is-

a/n: this is a very short fic and it’s kinda bad 😭😭 0.5k words. also this was my first ever draft so and I wrote it as a joke. But now I’m just putting this out so I can at least post something and not leave you guys for a long time (again). Enjoy!!!

I whimpered as I found myself struggling to hold in my aching orgasm. I was sat on Taehyun’s face, his nose penetrating my clit. Every time I get close to the finish line, it suddenly gets snatched away from me.

“Taehyun,” I whimpered out as my legs slightly shook. My jaw was left ajar as he went back and forth with flicking his tongue on my clit and tongue fucking me. I grabbed onto his faded-out pink hair, trying to ground myself as I felt my orgasm start to rip through me.

But by the way I clenched around nothing, he knew I was about to cum. He lifted me up by my hips, pulling me away from my orgasm yet again. Sobs left my mouth as I didn’t reach my climax yet.

“Taehyun, please, do something.” I whined as my legs felt numb. He chuckled at my broken state. I felt like I was never gonna get to cum. He only did this when I was jealous.

“Alright, I’ll give you what you want,” he laughed at my desperate tone. He turned me over on my knees, my head in the pillow. He took his middle and ring finger, shoving them in my mouth.

I sucked on his fingers, a small moaning escaping my lips as he watched. His eyes were rested and he looked more tired than usual. He pulled them out, roughly pushing them into my soaked hole. My jaw dropped and my eyes rolled back.

He fingered me for a couple seconds to loosen me up— even though I was already loose enough from previous actions — and every time I moaned he was pump his fingers deeper.

“You ready?” He asked and I nodded. He didn’t move. “I’m sorry.. what was that?” He asked. I whimpered as I just wanted him. “Words.”

“Yes, Tae. I’m ready for you to fuck me. Please fuck me.” He kneaded my ass with a smile. Without a warning, he pushed his warm dick into my warmer cunt. My jaw dropped again and I buried my face in the pillows. My moans were loud and my hands gripped the sheets.

I arched my back into his pelvis more. He groaned as I clenched uncontrollably around him. “C-c-calm down or I’ll cum to-too early.” He said as thrusted in harshly. Making me whimper into the pillow.

He dug his fingernails into my hip, marking me. I lifted my head to look back at him which only boosted his ego seeing my fucked-out face and messy hair. My cheeks were red and my forehead was laced with sweat.

“Taehyun, please go harder. Fuck me better.” I sobbed. Hot tears rolled down my cheeks as it felt like too much. He pounded harder into me, my ass cheeks now a burning red. He whimpered out as he got closer to the edge.

“Taehyun,” I drug out gasped with a vibration in my throat. My vision suddenly went white as I came. My head was spinning and my ears were ringing. Soon, I felt Taehyun’s hot cum shoot into me, filling me up and dripping down my thighs.

I whimpered lazily as he pulled out slowly. My body collapsed onto the bed. Taehyun crawled to my side, pushing the hair out of my face. His cheeks were red and his hair was sticking to his forehead as well. He gave me a small smile as he knew I finally felt relief in between my thighs. I smiled back.

[rustboxstarr]

Modern Eddie Munson headcons pt2

Thank you to @strangerthings64 for the request for pt 2!

Warnings: mentions of alcohol, drugs (weed), porn. Inapropriate jokes/dirty jokes, allusions to men being disgusting (well they always are) on public transport

Masterlist

🚬 This bitch will go my precious in a Gollum voice while tapping his fingers when you take your top off.

🚬 will send you 10 minutes worth of snapchat videos and get cut off mid sentence then proceed to complain about it in the next.

🚬Eddie Munson HATES pop and hip hop, but once he starts dating you he’s conflicted because he hates the basicness of it and the people who listen to it, but watching you twirl around with Robin drunk and in your element on the dance floor looking so mother fucking sexy swerving your hips in circles to Hey Mickey! By Baby Tate he’s starting to wonder if he might appreciate live stream hip pop.

🚬 Will scroll through Instagram forgetting you’re on a call or on FaceTime with each other and suddenly starts singing incredibly off key to whatever playing on his Google nest.

🚬Facetimes you while he’s cooking and you have to endure watching him shriek and scurry away from the frying pan when hot oil hits his skin.

🚬 Refuses to show his Spotify stats when the group went through theirs because he discovered Woman by Doja Cat had earned the top 6th place.

🚬His whole tiktok is just a bunch of bullshit, like he will be sat next to u scrolling tiktok and suddenly start pissing himself with laughter and showing u this

🚬 FUCKING binges top gear, especially when high.

🚬When this mf gets drunk he’s handsy, ALL OVER HANDS, dudes hands are grabbing your ass, squeezing your titties, pulling your hair cuz he thinks it’s funny all while you’re tryna fight him off you.

🚬 Tried to pick you up once while hammered. He can’t pick you up for very long normally cuz u heavy and this bitch skinny and gangly as fuck but once he gets alcohol in his system. “Eddie you can’t carry me!” “Liquid strength” he motions to his drink “that’s now how it works!” Proceeded to wrap his hands around your thighs, he managed to carry you for a whole second where he was whooping and practically screaming I told you so before loosing his balance and toppling you both onto the floor. Stuck between the end of the couch and a lazy boy.

🚬 On public transport he will sit in the outer edge so you’re against the window and no one can accidentally braze past you. If the bus is full and you’re standing he’ll fucking corner you so no one can accidentally or purposely cop a feel.

🚬Sent a video once on Snapchat where he’s talking with a cigarette in his mouth, and the he dropped it and it burned a hole in the crotch of his jeans.

🚬 No doubt will buy dog leashes and cut the fabric off to use the chains as accessories (totally don’t do that myself…)

🚬 licks your face, need I say more?

🚬took a picture of you bent over tying your boots and drew in a stick figure behind you, he wrote tappin dat ass and posted it to his story

🚬Eddie Munson has instagram, but never posts, but when you finally wear him down he posts the UGLIEST photos of u, his profile picture is you covered in pimple patches with your hair in a fucking mess, two straws sticking out your nose

🚬Watched a porn video the night before you came over, then when you were set to leave in his van his phone automatically connected to Bluetooth while the FAKEST moans bellowed out of the tinny speakers.

[cerismo]

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

P1. P2. P3. P4.

𐙚 . . . pairing. toxic!rafe x toxic!fem kook!olivia wilson

୨ৎ . . . genre. slow burn. everyone else can see it but them (trope)

.ᐟ . . . content warnings. cussing, arguing

Rafe Cameron and Olivia Wilson were too blind to see their love for each other.

“please please please, don’t prove im right”

After what seemed like forever, I had finally made it home. Little did I know, what was waiting for me on the other side of the door to my house. I killed the engine and got out of my car. I reached the front step and scrambled to find my keys in my purse. After a few seconds, I saw them and practically threw them into the hole.

Once I heard the lock click, I released my keys from the door and threw them back into my purse, as I pushed the door open, I was met with my family, the Camerons, and Rafe all together in the living room. How the hell did he get here before me? I watched him walk back to the party. And why were they all sitting here?

I made my way through the foyer and into the living room. “Uhm hey guys, what’s going on?” I asked setting my bag down on the nearest chair and looking around at the people who sat before me. Mr. Cameron, was the first to speak, his voice stern but controlled. "Liv, we need to talk about what happened on the beach."

Liv shifted uncomfortably, glancing at her mom, who looked equally uneasy. "What about it?" she asked defensively. "Rafe told us you slapped him," Mrs. Cameron said, her tone disapproving. "Is that true?" Liv's eyes widened. "Yes, but he called me a slut! He embarrassed me in front of everyone!"

Rafe, sitting smugly beside his parents, interjected, "I was just looking out for you. You were making out with some random guy. I was trying to protect you." "Protect me?" Liv's voice rose. "By calling me a slut? You're the one who made a scene!" Her mom, trying to calm the situation, said, "Liv, violence is never the answer. You shouldn't have hit him."

Liv felt cornered. "So it's okay for him to call me names and humiliate me, but not okay for me to defend myself?" Mr. Cameron's face hardened. "Rafe was out of line with his words, but you need to understand that physical violence is unacceptable. We raised you both better than this." Liv's mom added softly, "Rafe has always tried to be there for you, Liv. Maybe he went about it the wrong way, but his intentions were good."

"No, all he does is embarrass me in front of all my friends and never apologizes!" Liv's frustration boiled over. "He’s not protecting me; he's controlling me!" The room fell silent, the weight of her words hanging in the air. Mrs. Cameron looked at her son disapprovingly, while Mr. Cameron seemed lost in thought. Liv's mom, sensing her daughter's distress, tried to reach out to her.

"Liv, please understand, we're just worried about you. We don't want you to get hurt." Liv shook her head, tears welling up. "You don't get it. None of you do." With that, she stormed up to her room, slamming and locking the door. Rafe's family decided to leave, but Rafe stayed behind to talk to Liv. He felt a pang of guilt mixed with a stubborn sense of righteousness. He knew he had to try to make things right.

He knocked on her door, but there was no answer. Opening the door cautiously, he stepped inside and listened. The sound of muffled crying led him to the bathroom. He flipped the switch, finding Liv on the floor, her face buried in her hands. "Liv," he started gently, crouching down beside her. "Can we talk?"

“I HAVE A FUN IDEA BABE MAYBE JUST STAY INSIDE”

MO YAPS

tagged: @venusxsturnio, @flouvela, @monroesturnns

GUYS! THE FUCKING AUDACITY THAT rafe cameron has is INSANE!

I cannot believe he did that to Liv. Like I seriously might beat his ass myself. Anyways lemme know what you thought in the comments or reblogs!

[fartlovingblkguy69]

The Little Men’s Toilet Slave Part 2

And with that he turned around and I got to see the most magnificent ass. It was big and round, muscular with a nice layer of fat and hairy as fuck! I’ve never seen an ass so hairy before! This is the type of ass that I ordinarily would have wanted to bury my face deep in and rim for hours but given what I knew was about to happen I wanted to throw up! This was made worse by the fact that when he bent over teasingly, I was assaulted by a smell akin to hot sewage mixed with garlic and there were stains and dingleberries all throughout his filthy forest of a crack. As he backed up to my face he reached back and further spread his cheeks allowing me to see his hole underneath a thick ring of fur and his hole opened and pushed out, releasing a nasty sbd before slamming his hole down on my nose. Fssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhh “Ah, I need to get rid of some more gas before I open the flood gates or else I’ll drown our new toilet bitch and then he’ll be no use to anyone! Let me see the footage we’ve shot so far while I relieve myself!” he said rubbing his aching, bloated stomach. He sat there farting away with his filthy hair hole sucking my nose in and constantly dripping a sample of the sludge that was about to fill my mouth into my nostrils. It was getting harder with each fart for him not shit all over me. I could tell, but he wanted to drag this out as long as possible and to be quite frank I was in no hurry to get to the main even myself. Finally after half an hour he slowly stood up and groaned “Open your mouth toilet! It’s time! I really can’t hold it anymore! If I smell or spill any of this I swear to God I’m gonna vomit all over your cute face and i don’t want that so after I make you swallow I’ll let Josh (the hot asf blond guy from earlier) and his boys stomp the fuck out of you! This can go easy or it can be extremely painful! Your choice!” He gently patted my stomach and started to sit back down. I reluctantly opened my mouth and watched in horror as before he was even seated his hole seemed to spasm and out pushed the biggest pile of slop I’ve ever seen! It was soft, lumpy shit, not quite liquid, but definitely nowhere near solid and it stunk like rotten eggs that had been left under the burning sun for days! It quickly filled my mouth and with much effort Kyle managed to pull his hairy hole shut. “Hurry up and swallow that! There’s so much more inside me and I will let it out all over your face if I have to! Don’t chew, just swallow! You can savor my shit another time! I’m in too much pain right now!” I struggled to swallow, my throat burning and closing, gagging and trying not explosively throw up the toxic waste that was in my mouth and nostrils and felt like it was penetrating every part of my being. He slapped my stomach and said “Round 2! Here it comes in 5 seconds and remember what happens if it doesn’t end up in your mouth!” I hurriedly swallowed and opened my mouth right as the next blast came bursting out. This continued for 6 mouthfuls over the course of the next 40 minutes with many wet farts in between each torrent of loose, sludgy shit. Finally he exclaimed “Damn that felt great to let out! I can’t believe how much better I feel! You can’t imagine how much pain I was in! Now lick me clean!” as I sat there and thought to myself, You were in pain? What about me you piece of shit! You narcissistic asshole! What the hell is wrong with you? But I knew better than to say any of that so I just lay there licking his entire crack clean in silence before moving to his disgusting hole. He smiled down at me and affectionately rubbed my very full, very bloated belly. “I think you deserve a reward for being such a good helper! I can’t wait to give it to you later! I think you’ll like it! In the meantime I gotta get back to filming! Anyone else need a bathroom break with the new toilet?” Of course there stood Josh with an evil smirk on his face. Here we go again! (To Be Continued)

[thefreakandthehair]

@eddiemonth prompt, oct 5th: Role Model | Slow Down — Ozzy Osbourne | Brave a/n: hospital setting, dustin & eddie heart-to-heart, post-s4 canon, implied pre-steddie if you squint. un-betaed because I’m challenging myself to write these in under an hour. read on ao3 | link to masterpost on ao3

Eddie’s always hated the color white. 

It’s too… empty, still, plain. Is it even a color? Or is it just the absence of color? He’s never been sure. Maybe he should’ve paid a little more attention in his art classes instead of going off-task and drawing Hellfire and Corroded Coffin designs. What matters though is that he’s always hated the color white and now, in what can only be described as adding insult to injury, he’s connected to several beeping machines surrounded and draped in nothing but white. Sterile, boring, useless white. 

The beeping is at least a solace, both in its predictable rhythm and as a sign that he’s still alive. Maybe he’ll eventually feel more comfortable with his survival but it’d been touch and go for awhile there so for now, he’s glad to have some sort of reminder that his heart is, indeed, beating. 

Another welcome reminder is the slew of visitors he’s had since waking up, some of whom have apparently been in and out since before he’d been brought out of the medically-induced coma. Wayne, of course, was no surprise. Steve, and Robin, and Nancy, and a few of their friends from California were something of a surprise but he supposes it makes sense. They’d nearly gone down together and Eddie’s sure they’re splitting time between his room and Max’s down the hall. 

Dustin Henderson though? Dustin surprises him. 

Not necessarily that he’s been there, waiting, probably giving the nurses the worst headaches of their lives with his questions and suggestions. The little shit loves him, he knows that without a shadow of a doubt now, but Eddie’s shocked that he’s not angry. Since waking up, Eddie’s just laid there, watching cartoons on the tiny TV bolted into the corner of the too-white room with the kid, his own casted leg propped up on the side of Eddie’s bed. If he didn’t know any better, he’d think he was just at home in the trailer. It feels too normal. 

Finally, one day, Eddie asks. Maybe it’s the latest round of painkillers that loosen his lips, but he has to ask. He has to know. 

“Henderson?” Eddie asks, keeping his eyes trained on the television. 

“Yeah?” Dustin responds. 

“Are you like… are we like… are we good? Are you not pissed at me?” It’s hard for him to choke out, stumbling over his words. The opinion of a kid shouldn’t frighten him so much but goddamn, it’s like asking his little brother if he hates him. He’s terrified of a Yes. 

Silence sits between them, Dustin surely burning a hole into the side of Eddie’s head. He can damn near feel it. Scooby Doo drones on though, and Eddie hopes that maybe Dustin just didn’t hear him. He’s on the good shit, so maybe he’d only asked in his head. 

“I was, a little bit, yeah.” 

But was is past-tense, and that just makes no sense. Dustin deserves to be mad at him, he’d gone off the plan and nearly died in front of him. Why isn’t he mad? What changed?

“What changed your mind?” Eddie still doesn’t look at him. 

“Dude, look at me for a second. This is way more important than what closet the ghost ran into.” Dustin’s tone is annoyed and a little pushy, just the way he’d been before all of this. 

Eddie sighs and turns to face Dustin, who’s looking at him with pinched eyebrows and wide eyes. 

“I was so goddamn mad at you, Eddie. You almost died. Well, technically, you did for a minute there but that’s besides my point. You didn’t need to go back, and I was mad that you, someone I look up to, did something so stupid.” 

Dustin takes a breath– it’s shaky, and Eddie nods him on encouragingly. He doesn’t speak though, doesn’t want to interrupt something that’s clearly not done. 

“And then… well, Steve sat me down and explained what you said when he was carrying you out of there.” 

Eddie’s heart monitor speeds up at the mention of Steve, and the mention that he’d apparently been talking before he blacked out and has absolutely no fucking memory of what he’d said. Dustin, genius and all that, notices and places a hand on top of Eddie’s which he only distantly recognizes is gripping the edge of the bar. 

“Hey, you alright?” 

Eddie nods again and makes a gesture with his free hand to continue. If he opens his mouth, he might vomit. Or panic. Maybe both, and neither is conducive to the conversation at hand. He’ll have that conversation with Steve later. 

Dustin eyes him with uncertainty but continues on regardless. “So, yeah. Steve told me what you said about making sure that I was okay, that you were bleeding out all over him and couldn’t shut up about my stupid ankle, that you were so sorry and it wasn’t supposed to happen like that, that you were trying to help however you could but you couldn’t let the bats get out. Or get to me.” 

Eddie sees the way Dustin’s throat bobs and his eyes begin to gloss over. If he starts crying right now, Eddie might lose it himself. He’s about to make some joke and deflect like he always does, but Dustin steamrolls on. 

“And that’s just– Eddie, do you know how brave that is? That’s the stuff of D&D heroism. That’s insane, and don’t ever do it again, but how could I stay mad at you for caring about me? And about all of us? I’m not a complete asshole.” 

Dustin calls him brave and Eddie's chest tightens, his jaw clicking with the effort it takes not to burst into tears. A few deep breaths later and he’s able to open his mouth without humiliating himself. 

“Well, not all the time, at least,” he teases, his laugh weak and his smile wide. 

“You know, Eddie, we were having such a nice moment there and you had to go and ruin it.” Dusin retorts, rolling his eyes and settling back into his chair. “Actually, you’re the asshole because you haven’t even asked to sign my cast yet. I’ve been telling everyone else who’s asked No because you get first dibs.” 

Dustin fishes around in his pocket, twisting in weird ways that Eddie can’t imagine he’ll ever be able to again, before coming up with a black Sharpie. “Do your worst.” 

Eddie takes the Sharpie and stares down at the cast. It’s white, just like the bed sheets and the painted cinder block walls, and curtains, and stupid hospital gown that doesn’t close in the back. But Dustin’s cast doesn’t feel sterile or empty. 

It just feels like canvas, and maybe the walls of this hospital room can be the same blank slate on which Eddie can rebuild his life.

[phoniexrose02]

Vanilla Brown Pound

JJ Maybank x Black!Reader

Smutt❤️‍🔥🍃

You'd hardly been in town a week and you were already in some shit, Fuckin' Rafe...

"You know he could ruin your life right?" You look over to the blonde boy his wide smile catching your gaze." it's better than him pressuring that girl into something he can use against her later" you say finally lighting a blunt."You wanna Hit? You seem pretty cool" he quickly snagged it from you before sitting next to you in the sand."Your New Here, What brings you to this Dump?" You cross your Legs watching the Water Crash against the shore."heard there was a party thought i could meet some cool people, instead I made a Name for myself" He Nudges you slightly with a smile."But you did make a friend, JJ " he held out his hand the Blunt between his fingers. You smiled taking his hand."Y/n Nice to meet you"

The two of you kinda just hit it off after that Night. You'd Meet up at the beach where'd you'd just hang.

"Y/n/n did you see that!" John B was his best friend so of course JJ would invite you to watch them Surf." Of Course JBean!" You happily waved to the Boys.

"Hehe JBean..." JB gigged watching his Friend Blush like a Tomato."Shut up Man"

"She's Definitely feeling you Tho, I think you should go for it" He watched his Friend stare at you almost in a Trance."Your basically Burning Holes threw her" He sighed Swimming back to shore."I mean...You Bring her everywhere,Pogues Love her, I mean she smokes more than you the two of you are basically Made for each other" He watches you Flip threw your Book your Curls perfectly covering your eyes and small Joint hanging from your Lips.

"She's a Prize"

His attention didn't go unnoticed, you'd had a thing for the boy since he'd talk to you on that's beach.

"JJ... JJ!" Hm? "You wanna hit this or??" He plops down next to you snagging it from your fingers."I'll talk to you two later" you slowly get up stretching your limps."yea I think I should head out too" JJ let out a Sigh of defeat."Oh come on Y/n/n we barely hung!" You fold your beach towel thinking for a bit."Wanna come back to my place?" His face lit up like a Puppy "Sure."

He wasn't expecting you to lead him to a small Rv, You walk inside and he followed close behind."Welcome to my living Space Maybank" he sat on your floor still Chiefing your joint."you should have invited me sooner your Place is amazing it really fits you" You smile turning some Soft Music and sitting In front of him."I know This is my Home Away from Home it's good to have you here your the first to see my home"

Before the two of you knew it was Night and the both of you were Fried out of your minds."What are you thinking about?" You lazily ask him."Want me to be honest?" You nod and he shuffles a bit closer."I'm wondering what those beautiful legs would feel like around me" you Sit up and climb into his lap."What you down with the swirl now Pretty Boy?" His Sheepish smile made you Melt like Butter.

"Who said I wasn't Princess"

He sat up onto his Elbows finally sealing the deal with a kiss, Long awaited but satisfying. You Grind hips Earning a Pleased Groan from the Man."Don't start something you can't finish Babe" His Face was basically between your thighs before you could proper response.

Your legs quiver as JJ spares no mercy on your sensitive clit, he groaned happily as you pulled on his hair." Not yet pretty girl I'm not done with you yet" he sat up quickly pulling your body to the edge of the bed, you wrap your legs around him as he lined myself up."You sure this is ok?" You Grab a chunk of his hair pulling him down to your level "J if you don' fuck me right now I'm gonna lose my mind" he shivered at your words as you nibble on his earlobe, he slowly pushed in letting out a soft groan as he bottomed out in your walls.

"Oh fuck" he rest his head in the Croak of your neck as he began to thrust. You moaned quietly in his Ear, as he quickened his pace your vehicle slowly starts to shake."Don' stop J, I'm so close!" he bites his lip happy to obey your every need. He pulls you closer as he pounds into you using his Free hand to Rub at your Clit. You become a moaning mess as your nails Dig into his back your Release growing Near. Your walls squeeze him Tightly earnings a Loud Groan from Him as he spills his load into you. He lays on top of you as you both do you best to catch your breathe. He raised his head only to meet your gaze."That was Fuckin' Amazing" you giggle playful shoving him off.

"Oh you thought that was Good wait till I'm on Top~"

Bonus 🌹

"She fucked you up good" John B Laughed as the Pogues examined all the Hickeys and scratches. Pope ran his hand over his back in shock." You look like you faught a wild animal"

"Oh Yea, bet she's a real Wild Animal huh JBean?" JJ smiled proudly Shoving his Cackling Friend off the Boat.

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Tell me how I did :3

[all-the-things-2020]

Late Night Talking - Chapter Thirteen

Summary: The aftermath of the encounter with Jonathan.

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: references to rehab, loneliness, angst

Notes: This one is more serious than the other chapters but it’s something they had to go through. Things will get more rom-commy after this, I promise!

Word Count: 4300+

Tag list: @rhoorl @avastrasposts @readingiskeepingmegoing @runningmom94 @gwendibleywrites @weho2kcmo

I was still cramming clothes into my suitcase when I heard the lock buzz on the door.

”What the hell was that?” Dieter said.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be out of here in a few minutes,” I said.

”What the fuck? Are you packing? Em, what’s going on?”

I slammed the suitcase shut and turned toward him. “I should be asking you what the fuck is going on. But I have a pretty good idea.”

He just looked at me. He was going to make me say it. “I saw you, Deiter. I saw you kissing him. And if it was up to me you’d get another Oscar for the performance you’ve been putting on these last few months.”

He ran his hand through his hair. “Oh, shit … I … he caught me by surprise.”

”He caught you and he can have you,” I said, lifting the suitcase. “I’m going home.”

He stepped in front of me. “Wait. Just calm down, Em. There’s no need to go charging off like this. We have a flight booked in the morning. Can we just talk about this?”

”There’s nothing to talk about! You were making out with someone else while we were on a fucking date.”

”I didn’t kiss him back,” Dieter said. “I swear. Like I said, he caught me by surprise and …”

”If someone surprised me with an unwanted kiss, I’d push them away. I’d tell them to stop, not close my eyes and savor the moment.” My voice shook as my throat tightened. “I believed you, Dieter. I thought you loved me.”

”I do love you,” he said. “I — I fucked up. I admit it. I shouldn’t have let Jonathan get as far as he did. I — oh, fuck!” He dropped to his knees. “Please, Em, don’t leave right now. Give me a chance to explain.”

”There’s nothing to explain,” I said sadly. “And maybe we can talk about this later on but right now … I just can’t.”

”Okay, then, we won’t talk about it, but just … stay the night. I won’t talk to you, I won’t touch you, we’ll just get some sleep and try to fix things in the morning.” His eyes were swimming with tears and as angry as I was, I couldn’t resist those puppy dog eyes looking up at me.

”I’ll stay,” I said. “But I can’t talk to you. I can’t even look at you.”

”Fair enough,” he said. “I’ll sleep on the floor or something.”

”Whatever.” I dropped the suitcase on the floor and went into the bathroom. I washed my face. My eyes were red and my face was blotchy, but I didn’t care. I stripped off my clothes and pulled on the clean bathrobe that was hanging on the back of the door. I had a nightshirt in my suitcase but I didn’t feel like going back out and rummaging through the mess to find it. I was tired and angry and as much as I wanted to get away from Dieter, I knew that going to bed was the best idea. In my condition, it really wasn’t a good idea for me to be negotiating my way around a strange city and airport in the middle of the night. Besides, changing my flight would cost money, as would an Uber or shuttle back to Dieter’s place to pick up my car. My bank account was stretched enough as it was.

When I came out of the bathroom, Dieter was sitting on the floor with his back against the side of the bed, his head in his hands. I ignored him and crawled into bed. I told myself I didn’t care if he sat there all night. I turned on my side so I was facing away from him and pulled the covers over my head. I’d been cold all day, and between the robe and the blankets, I finally managed to warm up. I was still shaking, though.

I’d lain there for at least a half an hour when I heard Dieter get up and go into the bathroom. After a moment, I heard his voice, low and urgent. I knew I should ignore him but the idea that he might be on the phone with Jonathan burned a hole in my brain. I crept out of bed and sat against the wall just outside the bathroom door. 

“I fucked up, Freddy,” Dieter said. I relaxed just a bit. He’d called his brother, not Jonathan. “I don’t know what to do,” he sobbed. ”I can’t … I don’t know what I’ll do without her.”

I should have gotten back into bed, but I stayed where I was. At that point, I figured eavesdropping was less of a crime than kissing another person.

”I don’t know,” Dieter said with a deep sigh. “I just … he was there when I came out of the men’s room and I wanted to tell him to fuck off, but he smiled at me and … you know that smile always made my knees weak. Next thing I knew, he was kissing me and I just froze. And she saw us.”

More silence.

”Yeah, she’s pretty pissed off. Not that I blame her. I did convince her not to go to the airport. I’ll try to talk to her in the morning.”

This time the silence was punctuated by sniffles and sobs.

“Yeah, me, too, man. I finally found someone who loves me for who I am, who doesn’t give a shit about whether I’m famous or rich or making her look good and …” His voice broke. “I fucked up with Mom and I fucked up with Dad and I almost fucked up with you and now … I don’t want to lose her, Freddy. I can’t lose her.” 

I crawled quietly away and back into bed. I was crying again myself, but this time it wasn’t because my heart was broken. It was because his was. And it was partly my fault. I hadn’t given him a chance to explain himself. Maybe if I had …

He stayed in the bathroom a while longer, then came out and very gently climbed onto the far side of the bed. I rolled over to face him.

”Sorry,” he whispered, his voice raw. “Did I wake you up?”

”No.”

”Do you mind if I …?”

”No. It’s fine.”

”Good night.”

I waited a long beat, then slid closer and put my arms around him. “I don’t want to lose you, either,” I said. 

He started sobbing again, his head cradled against my shoulder. “I’m sorry,” he said. “I’m so sorry. I fucked up, Em, I fucked up.”

”Shh … It’s okay. You can tell me in the morning. We both need a good night’s sleep.” I ran my fingers through his hair, lightly scratching his scalp. He calmed down a bit.

”Thank you,” he said, his voice impossibly small.

”For what?”

”For giving me a chance. For not leaving. For ….” His breath hitched. 

“Putting up with your melodramatics?”

He huffed out a laugh. “For being you,” he said. “For being real.”

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For once, Dieter was up before I was. I woke up to find him hunched over his phone, tapping away. He glanced up as I stretched. 

“Hey, good morning,” he said hesitantly. “Give me a sec. Just messaging Janice. Want to see if she can work me in when we get back to L.A.”

”Dieter, you didn’t mess up that badly,” I said. “I should have given you a chance to explain, should have confronted you instead of trying to run off ….”

”It’s not that,” he said, shaking his head sadly. “It’s … I woke up during the night and I wanted … I wanted to use. Like if you hadn’t been there right next to me, I’d have been on the phone looking for a hook up. And believe me, there are a thousand ways to get hold of stuff on a Friday night in New York City.”

”But you didn’t,” I reminded him.

”Only because you were here,” he said. “If you’d left like you planned to … fuck, Emily, I don’t want to be that guy anymore. I thought I’d put him behind me.”

”You aren’t him,” I said. I sat next to him and put my arm around his shoulder. “You aren’t. I would never have fallen in love with him.”

”It’s Jonathan,” he said. “He brought back a shit ton of stuff I thought I was done with.”

I laid my head on his shoulder. “Tell me about him. About what happened last night. I promise I’ll just listen.” The morning had brought me a little clarity. I had overreacted.

”I knew Jonathan back in the day, when I was in college,” he said. “We hooked up now and then but it wasn’t anything serious until after my mom died. I was in L.A. and everyone was all about the fucking Oscar and I was self-medicating pretty heavily and he showed up on my doorstep. Like literally, I opened the door one day and he was there. And the first thing he said was ‘I heard about your mom,’ and that was it. He moved in and I thought, ‘Finally, someone cares about me and not just my stupid career.’

”Freddy warned me but I was still kind of estranged from him at the time and I told him to fuck off. I thought Jonathan was in love with me and I was in love with him. We got high and fucked each other and went to parties and yeah, maybe his career got a little boost, but he was there for me. At least, I thought so.

”Then one day he tells me he’s going to London with a producer who’d offered him a role in a movie and a Lamborghini. ‘Nothing personal’ he said. And when I asked why he’d stopped loving me, he laughed and said ‘Love doesn’t have anything to do with any of this.’ And he left, and I got so fucked up I got fired from the film I was doing and everything went downhill for years until I was doing Cliff Beasts and waking up in a hospital bed.”

He sighed deeply. “While I was in rehab, Janice helped me see that Jonathan had been using me, that I was better off without him, that I’d never really loved him. But last night … Em, it scared me how much I reacted to him. How attracted I still was.”

”Attraction is instinctual,” I said. “You can’t really control it.”

”He and I have nothing in common except how much we want to fuck each other,” he said. “And I’m with you now. I shouldn’t have felt that way about him.”

”Feeling and acting are two different things,” I said. “You can be attracted to anyone who ticks the right boxes in your brain. That has nothing to do with fidelity. It’s only wrong if you act on it.”

”I let him kiss me,” he said quietly.

”You didn’t kiss him back,” I reminded him. “You get partial credit for that. And you came after me instead of leaving with him.”

”How much of my conversation with Freddy did you hear?”

”A lot,” I confessed. “I … I thought you might be calling Jonathan, so I was listening at the door. I shouldn’t have.”

”No, it’s fine. I didn’t say anything to Freddy I shouldn’t have — wanted to — say to you. I’m not good at relationships, Em. I did everything I could to make my mom love me and notice me and you know how that turned out. And I alienated my dad because I thought I had to choose sides when they got divorced. I almost trashed things with Freddy but he was smart enough to see that I needed help and he was my number one supporter when I decided to go into rehab.

”And you … I don’t know why the universe sent you to me, Emily, but it did and I don’t want to fuck this one up, because I know this time I have the chance to do things right. The night of our first date, I called Freddy and I told him I thought you were The One. And he told me to wait a year and see if I still felt the same way. It hasn’t been a year yet, but I still feel that way.”

”I think … you’re getting ahead of yourself, Deet,” I said carefully. “We’ve only known each other about four months. We’re still in the rose-colored glasses phase. I … I want to jump in as much as you do, but remember when you told me I could move in? I seriously thought about it, and I talked to my friend Sam and she told me to really think it through, to listen to my head as much as my heart. I think she and Freddy are right. We need to slow down a little. We’ve got our whole lives ahead of us. If we do this right, if we take our time and put in the work, it can last.”

”It might be hard,” he said.

”I think we’re worth it. You’re worth it.”

He put his arm around me and kissed my cheek. “I ain’t worth shit, but you are more precious than anything to me.”

”Not exactly eloquent but I’ll take it,” I said. “And you are worthy, Dieter Bravo. Worthy of love and respect, just like everyone else in the world.”

”You really think we can do this?”

I looked him in the eyes. “Yes,” I said. “I think we can. I trust you, Deet. I just need to stop jumping to conclusions every time I see you near an attractive person and listen to you when you tell me you want to be with me.” I tried to smile. “You aren’t the only one in this relationship who’s a bit fucked up, you know.”

”Maybe Janice can give us a two for one special,” he said, a glint starting to shine in his eyes for the first time. “Not sure if she does couples therapy ….” His face went serious again. “I might need some time to get things straight in my head again. Might even have to go back into rehab for a little while … are you okay with that?”

”I’m okay with anything that helps you feel better about yourself,” I said. “I want you to be happy.”

”You make me happy,” he said, laying his head on my shoulder. 

I closed my eyes. “Same,” I said, the only thing I could force out around the lump in my throat. Books and movies made love look so damn easy, but this was hard. This was real. I just hoped I was strong enough to see it through.

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Dieter met with Janice on Monday and checked back into rehab that evening. I got a text while I was at work.

DIETER: Good session with Janice. Checking in tonight. Won’t be able to talk to you for a while but J will send updates. Love u.

Janice called about eight o’clock that night to let me know that Dieter was fine. “I can’t tell you much because of patient-doctor confidentiality, but we had a very productive session this morning and honestly, this residence is just a precaution. I think Dieter just needs a bit of a safety net right now. I don’t expect him to be in for long.”

That was one of the longest weeks in my life. Work kept me busy during the day, although it was hard to keep up the facade in front of Eileen, but the evenings were torture. I hadn’t realized how much I relied on those nightly calls from Dieter. Whether we vented about work or made plans for the weekend or just joked around, it was the highlight of my day. I missed him, missed his voice, the weird faces he made when he forgot he was on FaceTime and I could see him. I missed the feeling of connection we’d built.

Friday night, I lost it. I was alone and feeling sorry for myself and I cried. I cried for me but mostly for Dieter. I wondered if he was as lonely as I was. Outside communication wasn’t allowed during the first week of his stay, so I wouldn’t hear from him until Monday at the earliest. 

The weekend crawled by. I caught up on chores and errands, which in theory was a good thing, but by Sunday night, I was feeling even more sorry for myself. A quick peek at Facebook and Instagram showed that most of my friends and coworkers had been out enjoying life while I was grocery shopping and cleaning the toilet and folding laundry. I’d been used to it before I met Dieter — the price I gladly paid for being an independent, self-sufficient single woman — but now it just seemed soul-crushingly dull. I felt myself descending into self-pity and did the one thing I knew could pull me out of the pit. I texted Sam.

ME: Save me.

SAM: What’s going on, chickie?

I dumped it all on her: what had happened with Jonathan, Dieter going into rehab, my feelings of loneliness and futility.

SAM: You’re gonna be okay. You’ve been through worse shit in your life, Em. You should have called me sooner.

ME: I didn’t want to put it on you. It’s my mess.

SAM: How many times have I bitched to you about my life? You’re allowed to tell me about yours.

ME: It’s just Dieter’s going through this by himself. I should be able to do the same.

SAM: Hold up, he’s got a whole fricking team of experts walking him through it. You’re the one who’s by herself. 

Sam was right. I’d been trying to navigate this alone, while Dieter had Janice and the staff of the rehab facility guiding him. As much as I hated to admit it, I needed help, too.

ME: Thanks, chickie. I can always rely on you to slap me upside the head with the truth when I need it. 

SAM: Any time. And hang in there. I think he’s worth it.

ME: So do I.

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My phone rang at exactly eight o’clock Monday evening. It was Dieter.

”Hey!” He looked excited. “How you doing, sweetie?”

”Hanging in there,” I said. “You look good.”

”I feel good. It’s been a lot of work but, yeah, I feel really good. About myself. About us.”

”Any idea when you'll be out of there? I miss you.”

”End of the week, probably. Can you … will you be able to come out to my place next weekend?”

”Of course,” I said. 

He grinned. “I’m going one hundred percent sober this time, Em. No alcohol, no edibles, nothing. And it’ll be a lot easier the first few days if you’re with me. Not that I need you to be there, but … it would be nice.”

”I wouldn’t miss it,” I told him. “And you might not need me, but I need you, Deet. I’ve missed you so much.”

”I know,” he said. “I’ve been thinking about you. I’ve got all this support and schedules and really been able to focus on shit and you’ve been dealing with work and real life. I’m sorry, babe.”

”No need to apologize. You needed to do this. And I can already see what a difference it’s made.”

I heard a timer beep somewhere behind him. “Ah, shit, time’s up. I’ve gotta go. But I’ll call you tomorrow. I love you.”

”I love you, too.”

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Even though his calls were brief, just talking to Dieter every night made the next week much better. When Friday came, I was champing at the bit all day. Dieter was leaving the rehab facility Saturday morning, and I wanted to be there when he got home, so I was going to make my usual Friday evening trek to Hollywood. For once I didn’t mind the traffic (well, I did, but I was in such a good mood I was able to keep my frustration to a minimum). 

The house felt hollow and empty when I went in. The cleaner had been there to dust and sweep but otherwise no one had been in the house for two weeks. It was too neat and tidy; Dieter always left a bit of chaos behind him. 

I ordered something for dinner and tried to watch TV but it just felt too lonely without Dieter. Then my phone rang.

”Hey, are you at my place already?,” he asked, squinting at the camera.

”Yeah, I wanted to be here when you get home, but … it’s kind of lonely without you. Maybe I should have driven over in the morning.”

”No, I think … I think it’s good. You can warm the bed up for me.” He winked. “I’ll sleep better knowing you’re there waiting for me.”

”Are you excited?” He seemed a bit antsy.

”Excited and scared,” he admitted. “It’s easy to be sober here, but in the real world, it’s gonna be tough. I’m glad you’re going to be there the first couple of days.”

”Me, too. I know this is scary, Deet, but you can do this. And I’ll be with you every step of the way. No matter what.”

After he hung up, I felt much lighter and the house didn’t seem so empty. It was ready to welcome Dieter home. And so was I.

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I felt like a kid waiting for Santa Claus. I was glued to the security camera feed on my phone, watching for Dieter’s car to turn into the driveway. I’d changed the sheets on the bed that morning, made sure there was coffee ready to brew in the machine, even run to the local bakery as soon as it opened to get some of those scones that Dieter loved so much. Everything was ready for him. Especially me.

I’d done a lot of thinking over the past two weeks and I felt a lot better about our relationship. It didn’t feel as fragile as it had before. I’d always been waiting for Dieter to realize he could do better than me, but after hearing him on the phone with Freddy, I felt stronger. Dieter needed me as much as I needed him. He saw me as a person, not just something that could enhance or damage his image. And I saw him fully for the first time, as a man who had been through some shit, and was doing his best to deal with it. Not a celebrity, not a dreamboat, just a guy. A guy who needed someone at his side.

And truth be told, I needed someone by my side. As much as I told myself I didn't need anyone else, I wanted to belong to someone. Not in the “I’m not complete until I have a man” way but in a “I want someone to have my back” kind of way. I had Sam but she was so far away, and she had a family and life of her own. She was there for me but I wanted — needed — something more. I wanted Dieter.

I was waiting at the door when he pulled up next to my car. He was smiling ear to ear as he got out, grabbed his bags and practically ran to the house. 

“God, I missed you,” he said, dropping his suitcases in the doorway and wrapping his arms around me.

”I missed you, too,” I said. He smelled amazing. It wasn’t just his cologne, which was subtle and spicy and woodsy. It was him. I’d missed his scent. I breathed him in until I felt like every bit of my body was full.

We barely had the door shut before he was kissing me. “There’s coffee and scones,” I managed to say in between kisses.

”Later,” he said. “Right now I just want you.”

We messed up the bed I’d so carefully made just a few hours ago, but I didn’t mind. It had only been two weeks since the last time we’d slept together, but it felt like months. Everything was new again and we took our time rediscovering each other. 

“You are amazing,” Dieter said afterwards as we lay in bed, knowing we should get up and get dressed but wanting to be lazy for just a bit.

”I didn’t do anything special,” I said. “You on the other hand …”

He shook his head. “I mean, you’re amazing for waiting for me, for listening to me, for understanding.” He toyed with a lock of my hair. “A lot of people would have bailed, especially so early in a relationship. But you stayed.”

”I had to,” I admitted. “You told Freddy you couldn’t lose me. Well, I realized that I can’t lose you. I need you, Dieter. I need you in my life. You’re the piece I didn’t even know was missing.”

He kissed me gently. “Does that mean …?”

”It means I like what we have, where we are right now. I still think we need to take things slowly, not jump into anything but … I think I know where our path is heading and I like it. And I’m looking forward to walking it with you, Deet. Side by side.”

”Hand in hand,” he said, taking my hand in his. 

“Cheek to cheek,” I said, pressing my face against his.

”Butt to butt,” he laughed, twisting around so that his butt was pressed against the side of mine.

”Why are you so fascinated with butts?”

”Because deep inside I’m still a twelve-year-old boy,” he said, batting his eyes at me.

”You know, there’s a reason I don’t work at a middle school …” I started to say, but he cut me off with a kiss that was definitely the work of a middle aged man who’d had years of practice. I was more than willing to overlook a few butt jokes for that.

[deathofpeaceofmiiind]

illicit affairs | thirteen

*Ellie’s POV* “Ellie, you still haven’t answered me.” I looked up at Noah as we waited in line to get drinks before the show started. I didn’t have an answer for him because what happened between Matt and I was eating me up for some reason. I felt awful for breaking his heart to the point he left without saying goodbye to me. Yes he texted me saying he wanted space and wanted to forget what happened…why as I having a hard time with that?

“Let’s just enjoy tonight, okay? We can talk about it after.” He didn’t seem convinced but he also didn’t argue with me either. I ordered myself a double tequila soda while Noah just got a club soda with lime since he stopped drinking. I had to admit it was pretty admirable and I wish I had the willpower to do the same, maybe one day. I followed him and we right to the floor, getting me excited to see how close we were. Noah nodded at a security guard and passed him a badge I didn’t know he even had. The security guard studied it, gestured for us to follow him. I was really confused as he brought us towards a row of chairs that were blocked off in front of the stage and let us in.  My jaw dropped as I grabbed the barricade, I can’t believe I was going to be this close to the band. “How did you…” “Being in this industry has its perks.” He whispered in my ear as the lights went dark. I just bit my lip, he was still so full of surprises. The concert was everything I dreamed of and I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face the entire time. The lead singer, Matty Healy smiled at us every time he walked by and he had the crowd in the palm of his hand. Noah and I forgot about our awkward conversation and enjoyed the night together. We danced and screamed the lyrics together and his hands would graze me from time to time. I stopped fighting it, I missed his touch more than I thought I did. 

Somebody Else starting playing and I could feel tears wanting to fall from the nostalgia. I played this song a lot last year and it always reminded me of Noah. I started to sing along to it and I felt Noah’s frame behind me. He wrapped his arms around me, resting his head on top of mine. I fell into his embrace as my eyes closed, feeling the low vibration of his voice as he sang along. The song was almost done and I felt his lips against my temple, making my heart melt. I turned my head slightly to kiss his cheek but I was met with his mouth. He spun me around, wrapping his hands on either side of my neck as kissed me even harder. We broke away and neither of us could wipe our smiles off our faces. The song ended and it sounded like I was underwater. The music disappeared and it felt as if we were the only ones in the room. I spend all year chasing that feeling and I finally had it back. 

“Ellie, it’s try again.” Noah softly said as he lowered his head to my ear. His lips found their way onto my neck, pressing against a spot that would make me say yes to anything, “I think we deserve another chance to be together.” After the show was over, we went back to my apartment. Not much was said on the way home, we were making out like teenagers in the back of the Uber. I left the driver a massive tip for being exposed to that. I sat down on my bed as Noah knelt in front of me, taking my shoes off. That tension from before was back and it filled my bedroom, along with an awkward, painful silence. “I’m still waiting for an answer from before.”

“I’m sorry.” I felt tears pricking my eyes. “I really believe that you’ve changed, but you need to understand that I have some doubt.” “I don’t think this about what happened with me.” He snapped. “You’re clearly hung up on Matt.”

Fuck, he could read me like a book, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” “Ellie, you don’t fool me.” He replied as he leaned against my wall, burning a hole through me with those dark eyes. “He left without saying goodbye to me this morning. It’s just hard to wrap my head around.” “Are you in love with him?” He asked with such a sadness in his voice, as I looked up at him I noticed his own eyes were glistening with tears. Seeing this hurt him was tearing me apart. “No.” “Ellie…” “I’m not!” I screamed as I stood up, staring right through him this time. “I want to be with you so desperately Elliot, but I don’t know if I can if you’re hung up on him. Someone I work with and consider a brother, by the way.” He huffed as he ran his fingers through his hair. “Why him?” “It just happened, I’m sorry.” I cried, mere inches away from him. His eyes locked on me like it was life or death.

“Tell me the fucking truth Elliot.” He was so angry, it was starting to scare me. His arms were crossed, towering over me as his eyes almost went black. I took a step back, only to fall onto into a heap on my bed. “Fine! I got with him to get back at you because you acted like such a fucking prick at the concert the other night. I thought if I did that I’d get over you but …” “You fell in love with him?” I shook my head, sitting back up as he stayed hovering over me. “I developed feelings for him, but not love. It wasn’t love.” “Who do you love?” He whispered, tipping my chin up so I could look at him. His hand ran down either side of my neck and stayed there, causing my breath to hitch. “You.” He applied pressure, “why don’t I believe it.”

“I can prove it if you’d prefer that.”