#three parts

[spearsillustration]

🏛️ Senator Shockwave X Cybertronian Female Assistant Reader (Part 2/3)

Notes: Okay I said I might do a part two but deep down I knew I wanna gonna continue. But like the comic, this will end poorly for our poor bot. So I'll put a warning here. Gore/death will be mentioned plus comic spoilers I suppose. The first part was story building for Y/N more than anything else so this part is far more interesting, longer, and cannon. However, I did have to change a thing or two to incorporate (Y/N) in the story. 

[Art belonged to me.]

- Scrap that, I'm gonna have some fun with this. I'm gonna include a good and bad ending. 

- Okay there is gonna need to be a part 3 because this would end up being stupid long if I continue. But be ready, part 3 will be what you've all been waiting for. 

Part 1/3 -

Word count - 3,403

Page number - 8.9

  As I stood up with my files I looked back at the bot with a sympathetic look. I hated that someone like him needed a "bodyguard". Someone as kind as he shouldn't have others fearing that his spark could be extinguished at any moment due to some disagreements in politics. Guess that's why I never got into it myself.

        He seemed to notice my sympathetic look, as his expression softened a bit. Seeing him so…emotionally expressive was almost odd, his normally stern expression had softened somewhat. It's not hard to guess why I would express concern or sympathy for him. As I collected my things, he gave me a small and reassuring smile. A show of appreciation for my concern, and acknowledgment of everything I just shared.

        Though he appreciated my honesty, I knew deep down he was still upset with me. However, not nearly as much as he'd be with Orion.

        "Would you like me to contact  him for a meeting with you?" I asked as I still intended to fulfill my duty as an assistant.

        He shook his head, his expression stern again. "This isn't a matter for a quick chat, this is something I need to speak with him in detail about. I'll contact him myself, and set up a private meeting later today."

        "I'm sure you two have plenty to catch up on. May I accompany you, I too have plenty to talk to Orion about."

        He seemed to consider his decision, seemingly not having expected me to add my concerns to this conversation as well. And after a short moment of silence, he nods. "As much as I may want to speak to him alone, it would likely be better if he hears multiple views on this matter, from multiple people. You're welcome to come along. And you're right… we do have a bit to catch up on."

        He raised an eyebrow at my urgency, but quickly realized this subject must be important to me as well.

        "Alright, let's return to my office." He turns and walks swiftly towards his office, expecting me to follow along.

        The walk to his office was silent and urgent. We walked quickly hoping to avoid any conversation, especially with any other Senators who might still be hanging around.

        The halls were mostly empty, as we had hoped. Most of the other senators had either left or were too busy arguing amongst themselves. When we entered his office, he closed the door behind us locking it quickly. He walks to his desk, sitting down in his chair and slouching forward with his head in his hands.

        I quickly put everything of importance away in safekeeping. I would love to comfort the poor senator but I had more important things to take care of first. I stepped out of his office and found a safe place to talk where no one would hear me. I opened a comm link system and tried to reach Orion.

        Thankfully, Orion seemed to answer your comm link request. He picked up soon enough and answered with a soft and casual voice.

"Orion here, how can I help you?"

        "Orion It's me (Y/N). I need you to come by Shockwave's office. I knew you told me not to but he knows why you sent me here." I quickly said hoping he wouldn't get too upset with me.

        Orion's usually casual voice changed very quickly and sounded a bit anxious. "He what? I told you not to say anything!"

        He sounded more irritated than usual, and not at me specifically. It wasn't hard to imagine his expression was probably quite displeased at this reveal.

        "I know, I just had to tell him. I couldn't stand not telling him. His life is in danger, he deserves to know. And I was in a Senate meeting today the others didn't seem to like someone else hanging close to Shockwave. They want him alone. I have a very bad feeling. We have to do something now I fear the worst for him, Orion."

        Orion sighs, and his tone becomes a bit more serious. It's clear he's concerned, as worried as I am. "Alright… alright. Is he in his office now?"

        "Yes, you should come imminently. If we even have a scrap of a plan he should be a part of it. If the three of us work together this will most likely have a better ending for him."  

        Orion takes a deep breath to think, clearly wanting to make a good plan quickly. He knows he has to be careful with this. "We'll need to be careful. We have no actual proof or anything that the others are planning anything, only that they seem to dislike him strongly. They could just be angry, and we have no evidence they're actually about to do anything...But at the same time, I would rather be safe than sorry."

        "Weren't you supposed to get a tip from someone proving Shockwave was in danger?" I asked with an annoyed sigh.

        Orion sighs. "Yes, I was. But the person who informed me seems to have… disappeared. And I'm not able to contact them at the moment, which doesn't help the situation at all. I am worried, but… I am trying to stay optimistic about this situation. I don't know how dangerous this will be, or if there's even anything to be worrying about."

        "Well, I'm always worried. What's the name of the bot with the Tip? I'll track him down myself once you get here. Once you're here to watch Shockwave, I can trust he's safe and I'll get that Tip."

        Orion takes a moment to check his logs, to recall the name "…A former Senate agent Whirl, was the one who informed me. I'm not sure I'd be able to track them down so easily. They seemed to want to remain anonymous for… obvious reasons."

        "Don't worry I know where to ask around. Get over here as soon as possible. I'll be waiting in Shockwave's office." 

        "…Alright. I'll be there as fast as I can. I hope we can peacefully settle this."

        "As do I Orion."

[Timeskip to Orion's arrival] 

        It doesn't take Orion too long to arrive at Shockwave's office. He approaches the door, hesitant to knock at first. He eventually does and gently knocks on the door.

        I quickly rushed past Shockwave to open the door. But before I let him in I scanned the halls to make sure no one was Orion. I couldn't be too safe.  Surprisingly, the hall is empty at the moment. Orion stands in front of me, a nervous, yet concerned look on his face. Once he sees that the coast is clear, he walks in, and I shut the door behind him.

        "I'll leave you two to discuss things alone. I have something important to take care of. I'll be back with the info you need soon I promise Orion."

        Orion nods and watches as I walk away, before turning his attention to Shockwave. He can't help but notice Shockwave's expression has not changed, his face still hidden in his hands, his fists clenched, and his expression stern. There's no doubt in Orion's mind that Shockwave is quite unhappy with him. I noticed him sitting down across from Shockwave before I reached the door. 

        The second my hand touched the door I froze for a moment. I looked back at Shockwave and gave him a warm smile. "I'll be back as soon as I can."

        Shockwave turns his attention towards me and nods, but his expression doesn't change completely. He was still quite clearly upset, but there was some degree of forgiveness in his glare. He nods and silently watches me walk out the door. 

        I walked down the halls with purpose as I knew just the place to find a bot who was lying low. There was an old bar on the opposite side of the city. I would have to rush. If he wasn't there someone would know where to find him. I was deep in thought when someone ran into me hitting my shoulder hard almost knocking me over. When I looked up to see who it was I almost gasped in surprise. It was one of the other Senators who was still hanging around.

        "Sorry Senator," I said trying to walk past. "I have places to be."

        The other senator scoffed at the apology, clearly annoyed by it. He glares at you sternly.

        "You need to watch where you're going. Have some more care with your footing. Now tell me, where do you think you're going in such a rush."

        I quickly came up with a lie about delivering important paperwork and quickly rushed off. I didn't have time to be stoped. I have a far more pressing matter to take care of.

        As you walked away, the senator watched you walk away with crossed arms and a suspicious look. He didn't seem to believe your excuse, and he decided to follow you, to see what you were really up to. He was good at being stealthy, knowing how to stay in the shadows and blend in.

        I quickly raced across the city to find this bot, Whirl was the name I fought to remember. I made sure to look like a regular customer and buy a drink. The last thing I wanted to do was raise suspicion. I scanned the room looking for someone who matched the description I found on the drive here.

        Inside the bar, it was mostly empty, only a few people scattered around having a drink. And among the small group, there sat Whirl, sipping on some energon.

        "Thank Primus I managed to find my bot. How could I get so lucky?" I muttered to myself before asking the bartender for two more drinks. 

        Whirl didn't seem to notice me yet and was busy just sipping his drink and minding his own business. I could assume he was a bit drunk already since it seemed like he had been here for a little while. I also noticed some kind of small item on the table in front of him. From a distance, it was hard to make out what it was.

        I had a plan but I didn't like it very much. I put a fake smirk on my face as I swayed my hips walking over to him with both drinks in hand. I hoped I could fool him into a sense of security. "Hello handsome, drinking by yourself?"

        Whirl looked up at me, and his expression seemed to soften a bit, and a small smirk grew on his face. It was clear that he thought I was cute. He gestures for me to sit beside him. "Indeed I am… though that may change."

        "Well I do have an extra drink, and who desires it other than you," I said with a giggle trying to seem drunk.

        "I'd be glad to take that 'little bonus drink' off you, then." He says, with a small chuckle. He scoots over and sits up a little straighter. His expression seemed to soften a little more.

        After a few drinks I didn't partake in I think he would be easy to get information out of. I offered we left and went to his place with a wink. But what he didn't know was I had a plan for him he wouldn't enjoy.

        Whirl gladly agreed with my offer, and began to make his way out of the bar with me. He was quite drunk by this time, his steps were wobbly. He had already had a decent bit to drink for a few hours, and he had no intention of stopping anytime soon. A smile grows on his face again as we walked out the door.

        "So uh… to my place then?"

        "Why wait?" I said roughly pushing him into an ally with a pair of cuffs already in hand hidden where he couldn't see. I had to make him believe he wasn't cornered.

        He was so drunk his first instinct when I pushed him was to think that I wanted to do it right here. He was more surprised by the fact that I just pushed him into an alley than he was being pushed into it. He smirked again, a bit confused and a little more eager now "Well, if you say so…. you're an eager one aren't ya?"

        Just the idea made me want to throw up. I'd rather die than do anything with him, especially after how many drinks he's downed in the past hour. But I had to go along with it till I could lock him down. 

        "Oh yeah definitely." I lied before wrapping my arms around him seductively only to cuff him to a pole.

        Whirl still hadn't quite processed what was happening. He was too drunk to think clearly. He didn't realize what had happened when I wrapped my arms around him, and he smiled at the contact. When the cold metal of the cuffs touched his wrists though, his expression became more panicked, and he tried to shake me off, realizing.

        "hey— wait what? What are you doing?"

        "Making sure you can't run off like you did on Orion. You have something I want." I answered taking a step back.

        "Hey now, let's just talk about this, let's talk."

        He tries to sound calm, looking me in the eyes, but he's panicking because he can't get out of these cuffs. He glances around at the surroundings, to see if anyone might be around to help him.

        "No one is here to help you, you can only help yourself. Answer some questions and I'll let you go." I threatened, not needing to pull a gun on the poor guy, for now.

        Whirl glances around frantically, as if looking to confirm what I said, and realizes that I was right, there's no one here at all. And no one could see them from outside the alleyway either, because of how narrow it is. His expression becomes a bit more panicked.

        "Alright alright, just… ask what you want."

        "Gladly," I said before setting up a recorder so I had physical proof. "Tell me all you know about some of the other Senators looking to harm Shockwave."

        Whirl looks a little confused. "I...I don't know much, I swear. I'm just an intel guy, I don't get involved in anything big. I just gather information for people and hand it off when I'm done. Orion hired me to find some dirt on a couple of the senators…. He didn't specify which ones in particular though."

        "Tell me everything now!" I ordered.

        Whirl panics a bit at your command. "I don't have much of anything! They're just… they're annoyed with him, he's too good at his job and they feel like he thinks too highly of himself, they think he should be taken down a notch because of it. I-I don't know much else I swear, I don't know who specifically it is or anything more than that, I promise."

        I groaned in annoyance. "That can't be everything, you have to know more. Is Shockwave's life in danger?"

        Whirl shakes his head, his expression becoming more nervous than it was before, clearly, he was scared, and a little annoyed by my stubbornness. "No no no, they're angry like I said, but they're not gonna kill him or anything like that. They just… want him gone, so they can get rid of his influence. They don't like that he has so much power around here. They think someone else should be in his place."

        "What do they plan to do with him?"

        "I don't know all the details, but I assume either force him out of his position or… get rid of him somehow. They haven't settled on a plan yet or anything, I think they're still in the early planning stages of everything, that's why Orion wanted information before they decided on anything specific. Look, that's all I know right now, I swear. Please, just let me go now."

        "Useless," I muttered to myself in annoyance. "If I knew you didn't have anything of use I wouldn't have wasted my time." I started walking away.

        Whirl's expression becomes less panicked, but more irritated now. "Hey, wait! Don't just leave me here! Let me go!"

        He pulls on the cuffs, even though he knows there's no way out of them.

        I ignored his pleas. "Don't worry someone'll find you eventually." I had more important things to do. 

        Whirl's panic becomes more extreme as he sees me start walking away, his tugging gets more serious, and his struggles get more desperate. "No wait come on! You can't just leave me like this! Get back here and let me go!"

        I could almost laugh. He was already sobered up desperate to have the cuffs removed. It's a shame he wasn't of use to me. Plus he didn't just waste my time but Orions as well. If not also puts us all in danger. It was best to have him kept away for a while anyway. As I walked away I called Orion.

        Orion picked up almost immediately, and I could hear how much more stressed he them when I left before. "Did you find anything yet? Any new info?"

        "No you're tip was a bust. He didn't know any more than we already did. I'll send you the audio clip of what he told me."

        Orion sighs audibly, and he sounds both frustrated and annoyed. "No information at all? Damn it. He was our only lead right now, we're still in the early planning stages of our own investigation."

        "Yeah I know, I just… dammit, we really need something concrete here." He sighs again before moving on to your other question "I spoke to Ratchet before, and as far as I know, he's still on our side, or will be when we figure this out completely. He doesn't like that we don't have proof that anything is actually happening yet, and he wants to get something solid before he helps out with anything, which is fair, though I still think he should be a bit more worried than he seems."

        "I know neither you nor Shockwave will like this but wouldn't keeping him in witness protection be the best plan of action for now at least." 

        There was a pause for a moment as Orion considered your idea. "In all honesty, yes, but I know we won't be able to convince Shockwave of that. He'll be adamant on staying in charge and having things run as normal, he's probably the one in the most danger here, but he's definitely the most stubborn."

        "Maybe I can talk him into it myself."

[idissectgermanwords]

*salesman voice* Have you ever tried to show people something just for it to go wrong? Have you ever wondered if there is a very specific german word for that, that you can absolutely butcher? Of course there is.

✨✨Vorführeffekt✨✨

It basically translates to "demonstration effect", but that seems to mean something different in english.

[gun-roswell]

Chapters: 3/3 Fandom: Star Wars: The Bad Batch (Cartoon), Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: CT-9904 | Crosshair & Clone Force 99 (Star Wars) Characters: CT-9904 | Crosshair, Omega (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), Batcher the Lurca Hound (Star Wars) Additional Tags: TBB S3 Missing Scenes and Fixits, Could Be Canon, Spoilers for TBB S3, Ficlet, Snippets, Series, S3E4, POV Crosshair (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), Narrative, Self-Worth Issues, Self-Reflection, Light Angst, Sibling Bonding Series: Part 15 of TBB S3 Fixits and Missing Scenes series Summary:

Omega and Crosshair are on their way to meet up with the Marauder and… Hunter and Wrecker.

Three parts in the tale:

Crosshair’s fears with self-doubt and self-hatred Crosshair boding with Batcher Omega’s tries of assurance to Crosshair

TBB S3 Spoilers. E4.

Part of TBB S3 Fixits and Missing Scenes series

[bacchuschucklefuck]

couldnt draw my thang for mid-autumn so treated myself to a calne redesign instead

[tadfools]

You guys are commenting on the fics you read right? You’re at least leaving kudos on the Astarion smut and the pairs that have less than 20 fics for them too? You’re bookmarking stories you really like that are still being updated and ones that haven’t been touched in over a year right?

You know that even the smallest interactions are like cocaine to fic writers right? You understand how important a string of emoji hearts left behind on a chapter at three am is right?? Right????

You’re treating AO3 like a community and not a content factory….right?

[idissectgermanwords]

I want you to know that in german this bird is called "Meisendickkopf".

Meisendickkopf (noun, masculine):

Meise (noun, feminine); tit (only the bird kind)

dick (adjective); thick, fat, big

Kopf (noun, masculine); head

Dickkopf can mean "big head" (as is probably the case for this bird) and also "stubborn".

I can't get over how the shriketit looks like two different birds glued together

Look at it. Literally got the head of a shrike and the body of a tit. They don't even match together!

[counting-stars-gayly]

I’m actually LOVING how Rick Riordan, and the other writers of the show, took his initial concept of a Percabeth rivalry fueled by that of their parents and kind of turned it on its head?

Now, instead of Annabeth being wary of Percy because he’s a son of Poseidon, he’s wary of her because she made a callous impression on him. They get off to a rocky start even before finding out who Percy’s father is, and when they finally do, Annabeth doesn’t care. Instead of them fighting because of who their parents are, they’re fighting over their own opposed worldviews.

Then, instead of them arguing over which of the gods is cooler and who was right in the story of Medusa, they realize that, just like Medusa, Annabeth is a victim of her mother and that, unlike Medusa, she is a far kinder and stronger person, unwilling to repeat the cycle of hurt. They realize that, like his father, Percy often acts without considering potential consequences and that, unlike his father, he is a far kinder and stronger person, willing to step up for someone he wronged and whom he cares about.

Instead of Percy and Annabeth’s rivalry being focused on that of their parents, it’s focused on who they are, themselves. But the path to friendship is still the same: a realization that they have each other’s backs, no matter what, because they’re not their parents after all.

[juliangelart]

"I've been searching, all of my life,

Finally I've found my north star."

[rhera]

PART I | PART II

Beetlejuice (1988) Dead Ringer (1963) Cinderella (2015) 101 Dalmatians (1996) Hollow Triumph (1948) Black Swan (2010) Vanity Fair (2004) Shanghai Express (1932) Dune: Part Two (2024) Opening Night (1977)

[egophiliac]

he did it! 🐍 and it only took...uhhh...well, there probably could've been less punches, but why hold back!

PUNCHES FOR EVERYONE

[ashwii]

I love this stupid game and its stupid dialog options, it's the best part

[hwashitape]

lungs, kidney, heart

[idissectgermanwords]

heruntergekommen (adjective); run down

her (adverb); here

unter (präposition); under

kommen (strong verb); come

[lilianade-comics]

the face of a man who neither regrets his answer nor is aware of his imminent violent demise

[allurilove]

Yandere Boyfriend x you

Rated 18 + — mature short content !

Includes: He cries, begging, use him!, gender neutral reader, he slips you some viagra, he becomes your maid—trying to get on your good graces, tie him up and blindfold him, doggystyle, he eats you out.

*Incase yall were wondering.. this is lol what I imagine yandere classmate/boyfriend looks like in his little uniform. This is the third post! And check out the first and second when you can! He is referred to as “your boyfriend” and this is purely fictional writing!*

Synopsis: He comes clean about his yandere tendencies, and how he lied about pretty much everything. Your boyfriend will do anything for you to take him back again.

He always dreaded this moment. The moment when he had to tell you the truth, and he hoped you wouldn’t look at him any differently.

He told you about how much of a sexual deviant he is, and how he never got accepted into the university, and how he got you to live with him.

You kicked out your boyfriend when he came clean. You wanted space from him, but he took it as a break up and he started to panic as a jerk reaction. He came by to your door everyday, and you only gave him five minutes to explain himself, and then you shut the door in his face. And like clockwork, he came again. Over time, you were slowly getting the full picture.

He liked you since highschool, followed you around, sniffed your locker when he missed you, befriended your siblings to see your room, and he often jerked himself off when he thought about you.

He showed up with flowers, chocolates, chips, your favorite food from the nicest restaurants, and even stuffed animals that could sing. He then slid letters underneath your door, and then he slid pictures of him incase you werent understanding how much he needed you. He would send his nudes through the phone, but you blocked him.

He did not get what a break meant. He hated that you wanted zero contact, and that you did not want to meet with him until you were ready to talk again. So, one last time he approached your door again. He knocked on the door, you peeked through the peephole, and saw he wasn’t holding anything this time. He was just wearing a dark hoodie, sweats, and his airpods shoved into his ears.

You opened the door just enough to get a good look at him. He…looked embarrassed? His face pink and he nervously fiddled with his hair.

“Can I come in..?” Your boyfriend asked. You slowly let him inside and your eyes widens as he pulled off his clothes. “Just hear me out-“

When he got his joggers pulled off, he revealed a little maid outfit. He wore this black and white skirt or dress, some white sheer tights, and had some bows in his hair.

“I’ll become your maid! I’ll clean, cook, and… sleep with you heh, if t-that’s just what you want!” He stuttered in the end to cover up the fact that he’s been so pent up. He didn’t want you to think that he’s still a sexual deviant (you so nicely called him).

So, over the next couple of weeks he would come over and clean your apartment. He would whistle some sweet tunes, vacuum the place, and he would occasionally flash a bit more leg at you. You found it humorous that he was trying to seduce you. The skirt of his dress would accidentally would be a bit too high up, and you caught sight of his erection. And he would try to be too helpful. If you were stressed out, he told you that you could hop on his cock.

He was becoming desperate for attention, and paranoid that you would find someone else during this “break.” He came around more often to clean your house, and he would sneak into your bedroom to snoop in your drawers. When you two were still dating, you had some scandalous intimates, and he audibly sighed when he saw none of those.

So, you weren’t seeing anyone new. He smiled as he chopped up some carrots for the stew he was cooking, he wanted to feed you well and make you happy. He snuck some viagra into your drink, and he handed it to you.

If you were being honest… you didn’t think that your boyfriend was capable of all of those things he was confessing to. You weren’t going to say that he’s dumb… but he definitely tended to act like he needed your attention and help 24/7. So, it was a surprise to hear that he was actually a massive pervert and manipulator. You continue to sit there with an impassive look on your face, your arms crossed, and you watch as he cried and sobbed. The viagra hasn’t kicked in yet, and he was cursing at himself for not giving you more. He tried to plead his case and get you to change your mind about him.

“I didn’t mean too!” He wailed. “It just happened so suddenly! I-It was like my feelings for you appeared overnight!” That was technically half true.

You did wish on a shooting star for a boyfriend, and the universe provided. But it turned into an unhealthy obsession, it turned an innocent man to start stalking you, and craving to be yours.

He could not stop, the tears in his eyes kept coming and he was on his knees. He knew any sane person would leave him in a heartbeat, they would dump his ass, and maybe even get a restraining order on him.

“You’re just so amazing! I fell in love with you immediately. It was like an instant connection..!” He pouted, and he crawled over to you. “Are you going to leave me?”

You heavily debated on it. He’s insane, that was pretty clear, and you also took a note that you should probably clean your sheets… and lock your room just in case. Your head still tried to wrap around the fact that he bought a plane ticket, and up-rooted his whole life…for you.

You sighed, “I might-“

“Don’t.” He quickly said, his eyes darkening and they narrow at you briefly. All before he nervously chuckles when you didn’t like his tone, and he reached for you, “W-What I meant was—“

“You can’t tell me what to do.” You scoffed and you took a step back. His hand falling down after you rejected his touch.

His lip started to quiver, and he bends down to kiss at your feet. “What can I do, my love?”

“You know I’ll do anything.”

You don’t know why, but you started to feel your body heat up. His lips looked so kissable and soft, his cheeks pink and tear-stained. You eventually gave in. You didn’t want him to have the satisfaction of seeing your body, so you unravel the ribbons in his hair, and cover his eyes. You used the other ribbons to tie his hands back.

He had to rely on his other senses to understand what you were doing. All he hears is a rustle of your clothes falling down to the floor, and you got him to lay on his back. You instructed him to open his mouth and he does so, his tongue sticking out in anticipation. He felt a presence nearby and he immediately tried to lick at it. His tongue feeling something warm and slick. He lifted his head up and buried himself into it, his tongue slipping inside to your core, and he probed for your g-spot. He pushed himself deeper, his neck straining to force his tongue deeper.

He wanted to use his hands to spread your legs further for him. He wanted to rip the blindfold off so he could see what he was doing, and make you feel better. He felt you pull away, and he latched his lips onto your heat to convince you to stay on his face. Your boyfriend huffed when his head fell back onto the floor, he licked his lips, and he felt you pull his boxers down. His cock sprung out— so eager for you to do whatever to it. A little dribble of cum spills out of his tip, and trailing down his shaft.

“fuhhhhck!” He let out a deep groan, your hand moving up and down his length as you put the condom on him. He wiggled his hips, imaging that it would be buried deep inside you. He could get off at the thought of you riding him.

You straddled his hips, his tip poking at your heat before you finally sank down on him. He bit his lip, his brows furrowed as you bounced up and down.

He still didn’t get to have sight privileges as you change positions. There was a ring of cum around his dick, and he began to harden again at your admiration. You praised him for doing so well, and you got onto all fours. He reached out for your hips, using his hands to guide himself behind you. He gently spreads your cheeks apart, and he glides right into you again.

He’s never heard of stopping at one time.

Once just wasn’t enough.

You let your boyfriend have a taste of you after months of shunning him. You had let him come to your graduation, but he had to stand from the distance, and he held a sign saying he “loves you.”

You were finally done with college and you were taking a right step in the direction, finding your own peace, and growing as a person.

But you just had to let him in.

Your boyfriend let out one final devastatingly brutal thrust—a sadistic smile tugging at his lips—and he knew he won you over when he heard you scream out his name.

Allure: Anywaaaaay! Idk if this will be the final, there might be another one where reader and him are engaged?? IDK don’t quote me.

[cairafea]

my favourite genre of seventeen is when they're straight up lying

ref: