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the-fiction-witch · 4 years ago

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HoneyPie P1

TV SHOW: THE QUEENS GAMBIT COUPLE: BENNY X READER RATING: SMUT

I smiled as I peacefully slept, the light not yet coming though the little windows at the top of the apartment walls, the apartment quiet and dark but the slight clack of the chess clock on the dining table ticking away still and the drip of the shower head. The covers were warm and cosy from the sweet nights' sleep that had passed but I still refused to open my eyes or move away from the covers.

I heard the fast and loud bleeping of the stupid alarm clock on the night stand beside the bed, I groaned pulling the overs over my head trying to escape from the noise. It suddenly stopped making me smile more trying to get cosy again as an arm wrapped around my waist and a head nuzzled into my shoulder, Pressing a tickly kiss to my bare skin

"morning" He yawns

"No..." I whine

"You have to wake up,"

"No I don't"

"Yes you do, you have an appointment remember?"

".... I don't wanna"

"honey-"

"Benny...." I whine "don't make me get up I'm sleepy"

He sighed and rolled me over to lay on my back

"Noooooooo! Benny!" I whine

"You have to get up"

"Nooo! I wanna sleep!"

"Must we do this every morning?" He sighs resting his chin on his arm

"Sleep" I said pulling the covers up just over my nose

"This is childish"

"You're childish"

"Get out of bed"

"No"

"Honeypie get out of bed"

"Make me"

"You set the alarm, it's your doctors appointment, get out of bed."

"No, doctor can come to me"

"They don't do that y/n. they haven't done that for like twenty years" he laughs "come on, the quicker you get up and get there the quicker you can get home?"

"Lies, they'll be running late. there always running late"

"Get out of bed, I need coffee"

"How does you needing coffee require me to be out of bed?"

"You make my coffee?"

"Make your own coffee, you are an adult"

"Fine" He sighs climbing over me to get out of bed slipping his jeans on over his small boxers shorts, and grabbing his robe from the half open door slipping it over his shoulders, putting a hand through his hair as he sighed "You have until I make a cup of coffee, to get that adorable butt out of bed, Or so help me I am dragging you out of bed, dressing you and dragging you down that doctors office myself"

"Screw you Benny" I complained putting my middle finger up at him

"Yeah fuck you too" He laughs doing it back to me

"Benny!" I whine as he was about to leave but I grabbed his arm forcing him back to sit on the bed with me

"Yeah?"

"You still love me?" I asked

He chucked a little to himself leaning down and giving my lips a sweet soft kiss stroking my cheek with his thumb as he pulled away "Of course I love you" He smiled "My sweet little honeypie" he cooes rubbing the tip of his nose on my own "Out of bed," He orders getting up and going into the apartment to make his coffee.

"It's not my doctors appointment" I argued

"Yes it is!"

"No it isn't! I'm only half the problem"

"It's not a problem,"

"I still think your the problem"

"I know you do"

"I work perfectly fine, I am regular and reliable, my whole system works perfectly fine, you are the chaos element"

"Except for that time you didn't have a period for three months for... like no reason"

"One time"

"You were convinced you were pregnant"

"I didn't bleed for three months I think that's a fair assumption"

"It was"

"You are the element that comes in a fucks my perfect schedule up I think its you"

"I am fine"

"How do you know? You've never got anyone pregnant in your life. Maybe your dick doesn't work"

"We both know it works Honeypie" he winked leaning on the doorframe with his coffee

"Yeah but does the thing it's meant to do"

".... Well that's why we are going to the doctor"

"To see if you're dick works"

"Are you going to get out of bed?" He asks resting his coffee cup on his chest

"No" I whine bundling myself up in the covers

"Honeypie" He sighed "get out of bed, you have to go to the doctor, and you know you want a shower"

"Nooooo Benny" I whined

".... How about I come wake you up?" He smirked

"Maybe" I smiled poking my eyes out the covers

He smirked and put his coffee down on the side and sat on the bed with me and gave my head a kiss "maybe? Maybe it's a loser's word now does my little wifey want me to eat her out this morning or not?" He smirked

"Not your wife, and yes please" I giggled

"Yet" he winked slipping his robe off throwing it over the bed post pulling the covers away from me even if I whined as he did he pushed up my nightie to expose me to him and the cold air, "why do you have to look so beautiful" he groans pressing kisses up my inner thigh from my knee all the way up until this warm lips met my lace crotchless panties that I had worn the night before when we went to bed, just in case we were going to be, having a little fun as we usually did. He ran his tongue around my outer lips intentionally ticking me a little with his facial hair in the little ways he knew to draw blood and attention to that area before he had even started, he gently licked his lips before pressing gently and soft kisses to my the very sensitive tip of my clit in the exact perfect place he knew so well. He would move away slightly with each kiss having to pucker his lips to give each kiss, I tried to tighten my legs around his head from the little tickling giggle pleasure bubbles, but that only made him pull away smirking at me devilishly. He grabbed my thighs hard and pushed them as apart as they would go burring his head between my legs making out hard with my clit and pussy often using his tounge to fuck me

"Uughhh uuuuhhhhh Benny!" I gasped grabbing his hair twisting my fingers in the curls and waves

"Ummmm you taste so good in the morning" he groans between kisses "you're always so wet in the morning honey? Been dreaming about me all night?" He cooes

"Maybe" I giggled petting his hair but grabbing hard as he began to suck between the hot and heavy kisses "ughh! Benny!"

"Fuck I love eating you out honey!" He groaned slightly moaning into the kisses I knew I was close and so did he but as I shuddered and gasped his name in pleasure my orgasum building he stopped sitting up which immediately made me angry and desperate "fuck it come here" he smirked undoing his jeans quicker then I think I had ever seen before pushing his shorts down enough to expose his nor rock hard cock, I didn't even get chance to move in any way before he pushed hilt deep inside me his hands either side of my waist in the bed "uuuuhhhhh!" He moans his eyes rolling back "fuck honey! You feel So good!" His groans started his lustful thrusts, rapidly moving inside me, pinning me against the bed with his movements, my legs still as far apart as possible as he didn't allow me to move them at all.

"Uughhh uuuuhh Benny! Please!" I moaned grabbing his shoulders hard

"Are you gonna cum honey?"

"Yes!" I screamed

"Uummmm cum for me honey! Make that sexy pussy squirt around my cock, so I can bury my cum inside your pussy" he growled in my ear somehow getting faster, his insane thrusting sent me to another world as it usually did, clawing down his back like a cat as I hit my orgasum meer milliseconds into my own he hit his collapsing on me kissing my lips in desperation as I hit my wall riding the wave of exploding pleasure, his hips going like crazy, bucking and jerking in odd angels riding out his own filling me as deep as he could.

As soon as the initial crash was over he pulled back and sat his head on my breasts over my nightie of course, gasping for breath as we both gathered our compositor "fuck… I love you" he says between gasps

"I love you too" I smiled petting his hair "just uhh easy there tiger. You got a little crazy there at the end"

"Can you blame me? I'm taking viagra like there fucking smarties"

"I know, you never used to talk like that in sex"

"I used to think it. Just not say it"

"Maybe we did finally do it this time?"

"I hope so," he says, "your gonna make a great mummy y/n"

"Umm your gonna be a good daddy Benny" I smiled giving him a hug

"I love you honey pie"

"Some you too benny" I smiled

"Now, butt out of bed. Before I carry you to the doctors office even if you are in your nightie" he warns pulling out and starting to get dressed for the day

"Fine! But I get to nap when we get home?"

"Alright" he sighed

"Yay!" I giggled getting my stuff for the day and going for a shower.

I smiled as I finished getting dressed, jumping on Benny's back as he sorted the table "whoa! Hello!" He laughs as I almost tipped him over

"Hi" I smiled

"Are you ready to go?" He asks giving me a cuddle too

"I guess so"

"Come on, any longer we'll be late"

"One little snuggle before we go? Please Benny"

"...Alright" He smirked flipping us around so I was against the table I gave him a kiss and turned over to lean on the table pressing my butt against his hips he grabbed my hips rubbing them with his thumbs grinding gently on me, he undid his jeans and I pulled up my dress "just a quickie, or we be in trouble with the doctor" he says tugging my panties down

"There always late we'll be fine" I laughed

"I know" he laughs pushing inside me deeper then earlier as he always was able to hit me much deeper when I'm bent over "uhhhhh fuck!" He groans quickly starting to move

"Ughhh! Oohh Benny!" I groaned grabbing the table feeling my body move with his rapid Intense pounding "more more please!"

"Umm don't tempt me honey" he groans "trust me, if we had time I would be" he nods getting faster rubbing on my clit with his fingers

"Uuuuhhhhh uughhh uuhh uuuuuuuuuuhhhhh Benny!" I screamed my voice echoing off our basement apartments walls as I hit my orgasum riding it out mercilously as benny didn't even slow, not even his rubbing his pounding overwhelming me already

"UUUH uuughhhhh!" He groans going as deep inside me as he could as he came almost collapsing on me "okay…. Are we going to this fucking doctors appointment or not?" He complained

I giggled as I sat in the car wrapped up in my dress and fluffy cardigan, as Benny drove. "Hi"

"Hi?" He laughs "hey how about after the doctor's appointment we go get some food?"

"Like?"

"Like, pizza? Or Chinese food? Or… ice cream?"

"Ice cream"

"Okay, doctors office, then ice cream"

"We're gonna get yelled at"

"Yep, but that's why we need to feel better ice cream" he says as we arrive and parked up "you ready?"

"I think so," I said "Benny? What if they do say something's wrong with us? What if… we can't have a baby?"

"Aww y/n, honeypie you can't think like that. We just need to try harder"

"But what if we can't?"

"Then… there's always adoption. Or we can just get a dog? Or a cat? Or a fish?" He suggested

"I can't love and hugs a fish Benny,"

"No but we can have sex as loud as we want without worrying about waking a fish"

"I love you" I smiled hugging him tightly

"Love you too" he says hugging he back and kissing my head "come on, let's get yelled at"

I sat patiently waiting, sat on the little chair in the office, trying desperately to not look at any of the scary posters on the walls. Fiddling with my nails as I sat listening to the clock ticking on the wall behind me

“It’s going to be fine.” Benny reassured taking my hand bringing it to his lips to give it a kiss just as the door opened so we quickly separated as the doctor came around the corner and sat at his desk with some paperwork

“Good morning” He says

“Good morning” I nodded

“Well, good news? Or bad News?”

“Uhhh good news, Please” “There is nothing, Medical anyway wrong with either of you. No issues at all though our tests” He explained and I sighed in relief at least something wasn’t wrong with us “Infact, your higher than average Mr Watts”

“Ohh, cool” He smirked a little to himself making me slightly roll my eyes

“And the bad news?”

“Well, You’re not pregnant, just got your test though from this morning. Your still not pregnant”

I sighed trying not to cry, “So what’s going on?”

“Honestly from a medical standpoint, I have no idea.” He shrugs “May I ask you both some questions?”

“Of course” I nodded

“How much on average are you having sex?” He asks

I looked to benny hoping he was keeping track because I sure as hell wasn’t

“Uuuuuuhhh.. On a bad day twice. And On a good day… four or five times?” Benny explained

“And that’s full male ejcauate sex?”

“...Yes” I nodded trying not to giggle

“You should be aiming for six, to nine” He says “Four on the low side”

I giggled a little to myself looking to benny’s panicked face,

“Six? To nine times a day?”

“Yes, Absolutely” he nodded “Not using any forms of protection still?” He asked

“No” Benny answered “I literally set fire to our condoms when I knew we were actually trying”

“Eating right? Exercise? No alcohol or smoking?”

“Yes” I nodded “No smoking or alcohol for weeks now, exercise everyday”

“Taking your medications?”

“Always” I nodded

“Every damn day” Benny sighed

“How many times have you had sex today?”

“Today as in since we got up or today as in the last twenty four hours?” Benny asked him

“Since you got up today?”

“Twice.”

“What positions did you do?”

“... Missionary, and… ohh what's the other one called?” I asked

“I don’t know what it's called. She was bent over our dining table so” Benny explained

“Are you doing other positions?”

“Yes, all of them well. All the basic ones none of the like crazy someones standing on there head and someone else has like a leg in the air”

“Yeah we are not that flexible”

“Also we are boring white people, so… our sex isn’t spicy”

“I recommend reverse cowgirl”

“Is that better for getting pregnant?” I asked

“No, its more fun” He shrugs “If your going to be having sex nine times a day I recomend varitey or you’ll get bored, I would also suggest buying some lube, and hopefully next I see you you’ll be pregnant” He says

I sighed sitting in the car reading though the little pamphlets and magazines they gave us at the doctors

“I said there wasn’t anything wrong with me”

“Yeah yeah, just because you're excited you have a higher sperm count then average benny” “I’m not allowed to be happy I’m above average?”

“You can be happy it's just don’t make like a fuss over it benny”

“You wanna go get ice cream now?” he asks

“I would like ice cream” I smiled nuzzling on his shoulder “Then we should get home, we’re behind on our sex quota for the day”

“I know we are, We’ll snuggle after ice cream honeypie” He smirked, kissing my head.

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ficsbynani · 4 years ago

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Chasing Delilah (1)

Chris Evans/OC

March 22, 2018

Atlanta, Ga

Honeylux Studios

"Thank you for filling in on such short notice. Kendra is sick and can't do it."

Delilah nodded fixing her hair in the mirror in front of her, she had heard the same thing from stuffy nosed Kendra when she called a couple hours earlier, so she didn't want to hear it again from their supervisor, Kelly. Doing the interview didn't bother her, the constant last minute changes was starting to annoy her.

"What is this interview for anyway?"

"It’s for endgame."

“Like Avengers? Marvel?”

Kelly stared at her and nodded slowly, “Yeah. What else would I be talking about, Delilah?"

Turning away from the mirror Delilah stared at her for a moment about to say something smart until she heard one of the assistants call her name. She approached the assistant accepting the cards she was handed. The assistant ran through how much time Delilah had for the interview, what to expect for the duration and all of her angles.

"Got it, honey. How much time do I have until they get here?"

"He was supposed to be here about 10 minutes ago but he's running a little late."

Delilah nodded. "And how long ago was that?"

The assistant looked at her watch and hummed, “About twenty minutes ago. He's probably stuck in traffic or coming from filming. He should be here soon."

"He's here now. I assume you two were waiting on me."

Both women looked away from each other toward the voice. Delilah walked towards him with a polite smile and her hand extended to him. "Glad you made it safely. Hope it wasn't too much trouble."

He shook her hand enthusiastically with a big, wide smile. "It was no problem at all. I'm sorry to have kept you ladies waiting like that on me. I'm usually pretty punctual."

"It's no problem, Mr. Evans, we didn't mind waiting."

Delilah shook her head a small smile on her face, "Speak for yourself, I did mind."

"Please call me Chris," he chuckled, “Well in that case, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting..." His voice trailed off waiting for her to tell him her name.

“Its Delilah, Chris."

"Accept my apology, please, Miss Delilah."

Shifting her weight from foot to foot, Delilah nodded at him with a polite smile. "I guess l accept your apology Chris. You ready for your interview or you need a little time to get yourself together?"

"No ma'am I'm ready to get down to it if you are." he replied smiling.

Both went to their respective seats, neither spoke as they were given last minute touch ups from hair and make up. Delilah was given some last minute information from Kelly just before the cameras started rolling.

Delilah put on her big, bright smile looking into her camera, “Welcome to Honeylux Backstage Pass, I'm Delilah Anderson. With us today we have Captain America himself, Chris Evans." She paused for him to speak to his camera. "I'm glad to have you here today."

His brows rose playfully, "Thank you for inviting me, Delilah. That's a great dress by the way. You look gorgeous."

"Thank you, I see you trying to match me, Chris."

A hearty laugh escaped him when he looked down at himself and back at her realizing that they were pretty much wearing the same shade of brown. "So that was you I saw peeking in my bedroom window this morning."

Delilah smirked, “Oh, Chris, if I'm going through all that to peek in your window, I’d go all the way and climb right in."

A light blush rose across his cheeks that he tried to conceal by wiping his hand over his mouth and beard. "Noted, duly noted."

Delilah laughed, glancing down at her cards. "Since I've gotten you all the way here, tell me what you've been up to."

"As you know I'm here in Atlanta filming Endgame. And that's why I was a little late today, we got a little behind in our schedule."

"A little late? " She asked, chuckling. “Since you brought it up, you were not a little late, you were a lot late. You didn't want to come see me and Honeylux, Chris? I'm hurt.”

Chris laughed again, starting to get a little flustered, unable to hide the blush that creeped into his cheeks. "No, that's not it. I wouldn't do you like that, Delilah.”

“You wouldn't do me like that," she repeated playfully, “Then how would you do me, Chris?" They held each other's stare for a few moments before Chris broke and looked away rubbing his hands over his clothed thighs trying to dry his sweating palms "Chris, what do you like to do when you're not filming? I know that you've pretty much been in Atlanta on and off for the last two almost three years."

"I really don't do much. I go to a good restaurant every now and then, go to the gym and go home."

"Come on, Chris. I know you do more than that. You don't seem like a homebody to me. In fact a little birdie told us that you're a bit of a night owl."

"I... Who told you that? Was it RDJ?” he laughed.

Delilah laughed giving him a playful innocent shrug, "I can't reveal my sources. "So let's try this again, what does Chris Evans do when he's not filming?"

"When I'm not filming I may, possibly go out to a bar or two or have a little party or go to a party."

An hour later, they wrapped their interview and Chris left her with a promise to not be late next time and a big hug. Delilah avoided her boss knowing that she wanted to talk about the flirtatious parts during the interview. If they were gonna make her do that interview last minute then she was going to do it her way.

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"Here you go. A strawberry lemonade vodka."

Delilah look up from her phone frowning, "I didn't order this. You can take it back."

"Its from a gentleman in the booth across from you. He asked me to bring it." The waitress discreetly nodded her head in the direction. "Trust me, you wanna take it."

She looked around the waitress spotting the patron who sent it and slid out of her booth. "I'm gonna move over there. You can send my food there." Not waiting for a response, Delilah grabbed her drink and crossed the bar sliding into the empty side of the booth. "An apology drink?"

"That depends. Are you accepting?"

"Hmmm … I accept but this doesn't completely make up for it."

Chris laughed, his hand going to his left pec, "This is not gonna be easy, I see. So what are you doing here? Alone at that?"

"I'm here to get my fried pickles."

"And why are you alone?"

"Hmm … maybe you should've been a journalist. You're pushing that question of yours," she responded taking a sip of her drink.

He shrugged, turning his baseball cap backwards. "Learned from the best I guess."

Shaking her head, Delilah stirred her drink around with her straw. "You didn't. If you had then you would've known why I was here alone before you asked the question."

"Okay, you got me there. Can I have an answer?"

"I'm alone because I'm always alone, Chris. I hope that answers your question."

"So since you're alone and always alone you wouldn't have a reason to turn down an offer to go to a more comfortable place."

"Comfortable place like," she drug out staring at him, "your place?"

Chris returned her stare, feeling sure of himself in the moment. Mentally applauding himself for not blushing the way he did during the interview. "My place. It's a few minutes down the street. You keep pulling on the sleeves of your sweater so I assume that you're cold in here, its an unusually chilly evening and my place just happens to be pretty warm. Got a fireplace."

Delilah smirked looking away for a moment, "Observant. Tryna get me to your place using your fireplace. Smart."

"Thank you. So you'll have your pickles and drink and then we'll go try out this fireplace. It's a date."

"I guess so then. But what are you gonna have?"

Chris peered over at her from the top of his glass as he drank from it. Once she returned his eye contact, he winked at her.

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The pair enjoyed their drinks, food and conversation with no interruptions. Chris' cute family stories and funny stories from set had their flirtation a bit forgotten by Delilah. Their conversation became animated a few times leading to one or the other reaching out for small, innocent touches every now and then. Their playful banter continued on their walk to his condo.

He spoke politely to the men coming out of the building as he and Delilah entered. Their conversation ceased on the elevator ride up. Chris whistled softly to fill the silence until the elevator pinged on the 20th floor.

"Ladies first," Chris offered playfully.

Delilah walked out in front of him, tucking her clutch under her left arm. She looked down between them when she felt him hook her pinky with his then at him laughing at the smile on his face.

"Don't want you to get lost or anything. It's a pretty long hallway." He kept her pinky hooked tight until he let them into his condo. She stood in her spot looking around as soon as he cut the lights on, she could hear him locking the door. "This is my temporary home. Not bad right?"

She shook her head slowly, "Not bad at all, Chris. Now where's this fireplace?"

Chris shrugged off his jacket and took off his hat sitting them on the stand beside them. He put his hand the the small of her back giving her a gentle push. "Let me give you a tour. I'll make the fireplace our last stop."

Chris stood with his hand on the doorknob of the last room he needed to show her. "What do you think so far?"

"It's nice. I could almost buy you being a homebody when you have downtime," she joked, "Almost. But I like it. The floor to ceiling windows and that shower are definitely being added to my wishlist."

"You like the shower? Well if you're nice, I'll let you use it." He joked opening the last door. "And the reason you're here, lounge room. Or if you'd like the fireplace room."

Laughing, Delilah walked into the room and tossed her clutch onto the sofa. Her eyes lit up a bit when it lit up. She assumed he did it from behind her with a remote. "Fireplace room, I like it, we'll call it that."

Standing behind her, Chris put an arm loosely around her neck pulling her closer to him sending a chill through her. "Cold still?" He asked in her ear.

"Uuuh," she hummed biting down on her lip, "You could say that."

"I can warm you up, if you want." He spoke in a low tone moving his other hand to her waist, gripping it. "Yeah?"

"Yeah."

Had he not been so close to hear and felt the vibrations from her body as she spoke, he wouldn't have heard her answer. Releasing his hold on her, Chris pulled his shirt over his head then removed his shoes and socks. He approached her again, this time kneeling in front of her undoing the clasp on her right heel then the left and tossed them aside. His hands traveled slowly up the outside of her legs, from her ankle to her thighs, disappearing under her dress.

His hands went to her panties, slowly pulling the thin straps down her hips from under her sweater. She braced herself on his shoulders stepping out of the thin fabric. Drawing back a bit, he pushed her sweater up above her navel holding it there looking directly at her pussy. Delilah pulled the sweater off, tossing it into the sofa on top of her clutch.

Chris caressed her thighs, her back arched slightly, and his hand moved from her thigh towards my quivering center. Using his other hand, Chris put her right leg over her shoulder pulling her closer. Gently he parted her lips and ran the palm of his hand against her clit, stoking Delilah's inner fires. A soft chuckle escaped him when her body jerked in response, followed by a deep guttural groan. His head lowered a bit moving in closer, deeply inhaling her scent. Then leaned closer and started to lick at her wetness, from bottom to top, the long smooth strokes, making her knees buckle prompting him to hold her up as he worked. Giving only hums in response to her moans, her groans and her whimpering.

He sucked on her clit, and swirling his tongue around it at the same time, pushing her to the brink repeatedly. Her hips bucked against his face, lifting and rolling in an instinctive rhythm. Chris followed Delilah relentlessly, devouring her and then slid one finger deep inside her, following with another. They slid in and out while Chris focused his attention on her clit. Delilah could feel herself slowly building as the flames were in the fireplace were.

Chris double his efforts, feeling her push his face into her center. Delilah's body locked, becoming rigid as the convulsions hit me, staggering in their intensity. She came crashing down as the flames started to crackle a bit louder.

She cried out loudly as her stomach muscles clenched and tightened. Her body shuddered with the aftershocks and Chris stayed there slurping and sucking as the aftershocks faded slowly away from her. Pulling away, Chris started to plant slow kisses up to her stomach, looking wickedly up at Delilah.

"Warmed up?" He asked standing to his full height licking remnants of her from his lips.

"Very. Helluva first kiss."

Closing the small gap between them, Chris lowered his head capturing her full lips in a kiss. His hands instinctively went to her ass, grabbing and massaging it while her hands rubbed up his chest meeting at the back of his neck both deepening the kiss.

"How was the second one?" His words were a soft whisper against her lips.

"Just as good as the first."

Chris grabbed her hands and kissed her palms then placed them on his belt. "You mind giving me a hand with that?"

An audible groan passed Delilah's lips as she tugged his belt open. Her eyes met his, silently asking him for permission to unbutton his jeans, smiling when he ever so slightly nodded. Delilah had them open and down in seconds, her hands went to grab him. Chuckling, he stepped out his jeans putting his hands on top of her easing them off. He pulled her in front of the sofa and turned her around, her back facing him.

"You remember what you said to me during the interview, Delilah?"

Delilah paused to think. "I said a lot to you."

"You said that I didn't want to come see you. Ring a bell?"

"Yeah, I remember."

Chris caressed her sides, "Put your knees up on the sofa and grab the back. And I said I wouldn't do you like that. What was your response to that?"

Delilah did as she was told, looking over her shoulder at him. "I asked how would you do me."

Leaned down to kiss her lower back, using his tongue to trail up her spine to her neck. Her back arching in response, curses falling from her lips as she tilted her head back.

Chris gently pushed her hair away from her ear, nipping at the skin below it. "You asked me how I would do you. My answer," he bent his knees a little lining himself up with her entrance slowly pushing inside her, "Like this. Hold on, beautiful."

He moved slowly at first, standing back up straight and placed a hand on her back keeping it arched. He gave her just a little. Not going all the way in, and pulling back out.

He teased her this way a few times, until she started begging him to give it all to her. In that moment all she wanted was for him to bury his dick inside inside her. He smirked moving his hand to her shoulder and thrust his dick deep inside her. Delilah moaned loudly and gripped the sofa right as he pulled back and thrust again. Slow, long, hard thrust, in and out. In and out.

Chris started moving faster acknowledging he desires she was moaning out to him. Him burying his shaft deep inside of her wasn't enough. She started moaning, begging for more, faster, harder. She wanted all of him. He picked up the pace, moving faster, careful not to disturb her curls. He wet a finger and reached around to stimulate her clit while plunging deep inside of her. Chris felt her start to squeeze him and his smirk grew into a wide grin. He thrusts hard and fast, until she screams for mercy, cumming again. He was more than pleased with himself to have brought her to a second orgasm.

Chris eased himself out of her watching her head drop and slowly start to catch her breath. "Turn around and sit down," He instructed gently. Delilah turned slowly, now eye to eye with his dick and her mouth started to water. "Can I touch your hair?"

"Yes, Chris. It's already sweated out," she joked softly.

A chuckle escaped him, one hand went to the back of her head urging her closer and the other brought his dick to her lips tapping for her to open which she did.

She sucked him the same way he had just fucked her. Hard and fast. Careful not to hurt her, Chris gripped Delilah's hair, holding her in place. He paused for a second to firmly plant his feet before thrusting into her face. Strings of curses and groans came from him feeling her stroke and massage his balls with his nails as he fucked her face. He groaned louder, telling her that he was about to cum. Delilah braced herself just as he exploded, filling her mouth with his seed. Delilah swallowed every drop and slowly licked his dick clean as he released his hold on her and pulled out.

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Waking up warm, Delilah felt an arm around her waist and slowly opened her eyes. The events of the night before all coming back to her. A great night that she wasn't sure what it meant, her body was sore beyond belief but she was satisfied. Her mind and body was conflicting with her. She enjoyed herself but she didn't know what to say to him. Maybe it was a one night thing, a good end to a heavily flirtatious day.

Easing his arm off of her, Delilah crept out of the bed putting a pillow in her place. She limped around the room looking for her clothes for five minutes until it hit her.

"Fireplace room, duh," she whispered limping out of his bedroom.

Dressed aside from her panties that she couldn't find, Delilah rushed as fast and quietly as she could out of his condo. She fought hard against herself on the elevator ride down to the lobby to keep herself from going back up to his place and starting again.

She decided against sitting in the lobby while she waited on her Uber and stood outside. Texts from Kelly about other interviews she had lined up came through momentarily taking Delilah's attention from the man she'd just left. But nothing could take her attention from the ache at the apex of her thighs.

#Chasing Delilah #Chris & Delilah #Chris Evans/OC #chris evans #chris evans fic

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violet-author · 5 years ago

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Your Wallet And Your Heart, She Has Both ((18+))

This fic is the product of over a weeks worth of work, as compared to my usual stuff that only takes a few hours or so, I think it may be my longest fic yet. Inspired by the Author of the Spinel Fic titled “Yearning” ((Read it here! )) And to anyone questioning what Spinel actually IS in this fic, I don’t even know myself. Spookier that way. Warnings: Death, Yandere, Stalking, Discussion Of Domestic Abuse, Light Horror, Cake

“Nevah had a reason ‘til tonight, to chase a fella down, then I looked at you leaving the hotel, so I followed. Cause I just had to know… who was that othah chick you were with? They seemed pretty miffed when ya left yer room, you dropped ya key on the way too so… I had another reason to follow you… and the third… I guess I just like ya face. Cute like a doll It… spoke to me, if that makes any sense…”, she stops to take a sip of her drink, “I’m surprised you didn’t notice me, what with the pink hair an’ all, so uh… I’m Spinel.”

Another sip of her drink, and a gentle chuckle as she looked down into her glass, “Don’t worry about tellin me yer name. I already know it.”, she held ip your wallet, and slid it back to you, “again honey, don’t worry. All your money is safe and sound where you left it. I’m not a thief, well, maybe I am… but… I don’t like stealin from pretty people like you, and ah… I got reasons to follow ya… I won’t be too far if ya evah need me for anythin, and I mean that, anything.”, she finished her drink and stood up, she pushed you down into your chair when you tried to follow, she put down some cash to pay for the drinks too. “No pal, I follow you, you don’t get to follow me ok? And ah… check you wallet. Left a present.”, and so… she left the bar. You check your wallet, her phone number was written on a piece of paper neatly tucked inside… along with 300 extra dollars. You feel as if she’s special to you already. A new best friend… You head back to your hotel room and pack your things, you’re breaking up with the beast of a person you were with… true love’s on its way, and so are you. Getting into your car… Lightning strikes behind you, the outline of her in your back seat… you check… no one there, you turn on the radio… just static… you drive off anyways. You want to call her as soon as you get home. “I just couldn’t leave em alone now could I? But… One look at em while I sat on the balcony next to their window the first night they were here… and I just finished offin my now late boyfriend too, kinda glad I wear these gloves all the time too… who am I talkin to? Oh yeah, me. So anyways… I just had to meet em… not like they had a choice… I covered my tracks pretty well and kept the ‘do not disturb’ sign up on the door with a sock on the knob… staff musta thought we was bein reeeeal quiet with the lovemakin… Hmm… what did he even do for me to waste one o’ my favorite butterflies in the back o’ his heart… oh yeaaaah… caught him smoochin some other broad in the same bar I found my new lovie dovie… hehe place o’ fate I tell ya, who? Me!”, she laughed at her little half joke…“Anyways… so now they’re in their house and I’m just sittin here in the backseat of their car, planning my next move… who knows, maybe ah… maybe I’ll marry this one… or are they gonna be number 12… I hope not… that face of theirs… oof… nevah seen a prettier picture, would look even bettah with plenty of my lipstick marks all over their cheeks…. damn I wish I could gotten out with em buuuut…. people freak out when someone they just met is suddenly on their car… looks like I got a long night… bettah get some sleep too… gotta be well rested for our dare tomorrow… not that they have a choice, it’s their neck on the line aftah all… but they don’t know that yet… they will. I’ll make sure of it.” Later on in the day, Spinel knocks on your door “Ok so uh, well I got outta your car and I locked it like a good girl, cause I know I am one, I knocked on your door hopin for a chance to see ya again and it’s real cold out here, so let me in ok?”, said Spinel after you opened your front door. Shocking it were to see her, to know she was hiding in your car the whole time… you figure she’d break into your home if you denied her now, so you let her in. She walked past you with a tired looking smile, and you took in the sight of her, pink hair in a pair long pony tails, long sleeve black shirt, form fitting with a black tank top adorned with a pink skull having a heart shaped crack on the forehead, a dark pink skirt looking stylishly tattered, and stockings stripped with pink and black, with a pair of thrice belted heavy looking knee height heeled boots, by all accounts… she should be noticed anywhere. You noticed her footsteps don’t make a sound… and you ask why.“Uuuh, I dunno either I just… step lightly? Kind of a wiiiierd question to ask babe, why don'tcha let me handle the questions ok? Number one, who was that bitch you were with? Number two, do ya live alone?”, You sigh and respond, she is your ex-girlfriend, you broke up with her a few hours ago. And you reluctantly say yes, you do live alone. “Hmmm great! Guess you’re all mine then!” You ask what she means “What do ya think it means pal? Means I’m your girlfriend! Ain’t ya happy for that? I mean… look at me? The cute skirt, the thick legs, my adorable face, plenty of hair for ya to pull, you’d be stupid to reject me, and you look pretty smart to me hun, so say yes. Say I’m yours”, her expression hardened, “Say it. 'Spinel, you’re mine’, I want to hear it straight from those pretty lips.You hold yourself silent for a few seconds… and relent, you guess you need to be with someone… you can’t imagine being alone again… you say what she asked you to say, suddenly you feel a prick on your finger, it starts to bleed pretty badly, she holds your hand up and licks the blood away with a teasing giggle in her throat. "There, all better, now you’re stuck with me, I don’t leave you and you don’t leave me, got it hun?” You feel clawed hands crawling on your back… you don’t remember what happened next. You wake up next to Spinel. Trying to understand what just happened… you fail miserably. “M, m, mmm… last night was fun buuuut… I didn’t get to go as far as I wanted, they passed out before I could actually do anything, guess lettin em feel that clawin fear mighta been too much for em to handle. Still, maybe I oughta hold off on doin anythin freaky. They don’t seem like the lewd type anyways… heh, but the look on their face, if I wasnt already in love with em I woulda fallen for em right then and there, oh gosh their eyes were practically burning in terror! And the way their mouth hung open like they were aboutta scream, ooh that was bliss… hm, oh? Looks like they forgot somethin. They were sure scramblin outta bed when they woke up… hmmm., now that I think about it… oh. Oh no. No no no no… nobody rushes that fast at 5 in the mornin…”You were at work, a boring office job, but your coworkers kept to themselves, so you had no issues most of the time. But today, they put in a little pink palm tree in your cubicle, you nearly fell over on sight of it, thinking it was Spinel. You held your heart, feeling the thumping flesh within pounding a beat you could almost dance to, with a nervous chuckle you cover it with the seat cover on your chair and get straight to work. You pushed away every thought of her that you could, focusing solely on your work, typing code and responses, sending reports, the kind of mind numbing work your brain can just check out from. As you dozed off by little degrees your fingers quickened… until it was four hours later, and you realized you finished everything early, gleefully you hop from your chair, with plans to go down to your favorite café for a treat, do you head into the bathroom, change clothes, and head to your car. And you freeze. The night before the last the lightning struck and you saw her shadow in your car… and then she appeared at your house the next day. You remember that very well. So you make a point of checking every inch of your car as thoroughly as you can, the back seat, the front, the trunk, under the car as the wheels on yours put it a foot and a half off the ground… and curiously you check in both small compartments in the front of the car, you haven’t the slightest idea why, you just had to be sure she wasn’t hiding anywhere. With the check complete, you carefully got inside your car and drove off to taste some sweetness. You park, get out, check your car once more, then lock everything that could be locked on it before heading inside. The dimly lit room spoke of serenity as piano played to some slow classical tune from speakers overhead, the sound of rain played softly along with low thunder rolling away to add to the calming aura of this revered area, revered by you at least, here you felt the safest you could be outside your own home, but with her… you felt this was you last bastion of comfort. And you were already reconsidering staying with her. But those thoughts had no place here, you looked over the menu, burying your gaze in it completely and said to yourself you’d have a pumpkin cake and hot chocolate. Your heart beat swift on feeling a familiar voice rattle through your skull. “And how are ya gonna pay for that babe?”, Spinel said in an agitated tone while waving your wallet in one hand while she supported her head on the table with the other. She stared you down, her expression? Wrath. Directed all on you. You froze under her glare, speechless. “5 in the morning. Who rushes out of the house at five in the morning? Were you late for work? Or… did you just wanna get away from me? Didn’t even give me a kiss to say goodbye, didn’t check if I was awake, didn’t even offer breakfast. What kind of a lover are you huh? Hmph… doesn’t matter now. You’re gonna make it up to me, ok?”, she slammed the wallet on the table, “I’ll have what you’re having, and after this you’re takin me to see a movie, got it? Maybe more time in a dark room with me’ll teach ya to appreciate me more, little reminder honey, I came to you, and you said yes, so start acting like you want me.” The dim cafe grew silent with your focus narrowing on her, and all you heard was your heart beating steady as the booming tick of the clock sounded off every second to the unerring passage of time. And she stared. She stared and waited for an answer. the lightless void casted by failing shine seemed to grow ever deeper, surrounding you both and trapping you with her in an infinite darkness, such was her chokingly gripped presence around you, her small stature exuded energies unheard, and you swore you could see the inky tendrils of the depths emanating from her, a being incomprehensible to mortal ken. Her truest nature forever concealed as this negative glare only gave the hollow shell of what she really is, shaded by the limits of your mind. You stared into those eyes, a lover scorned she felt she were, and your silence only confirmed and fed the flowing madness slithering from her…Each ticking clang of the clock sounded closer to your demise, here and now. Speech had found you once more to snatch you from the jaws of Cerberus. You apologize. You tell her an excuse along with it, or rather, attempt to before she cuts you off. “Oh you’re sorry now? Well how sorry are ya honey? Sorry enough to get me all the deserts I want? Sorry enough to take me out dancing? Sorry enough to… propose to me?” That last question ended with a grin as wide as her mystery, and as the darkness surrounding you both. You’re left speechless, blushing through the shock and scrambling in your mind for an answer when she takes the reigns of the conversation once more. “Ok that last one maaaay have been a bit too far, I mean… we’ve only been datin a few days now, and to be honest, while I ain’t lettin another girl even touch you, I’m not too sure I wanna spend the rest of your life on me! And I do mean that. Mean what? darlin ain’t ya listening? The rest of your life, not my life. I get the feelin I’ll still be around when you’re gone… but uuuh… I’ll enjoy every moment you’re alive. Oop! Changed my mind, Your life’s mine, the rest of you too, and ain’t nothin you can do about that ok? Nope, not gonna wait for an answer. Way I see it… we’re already a married couple, I mean… you did sign me in blood and all. But let’s drop this discussion and pick it up never, the waitress is comin ovah to take our ordahs!"And in a single moment as if on the flick of a switch, even the dim light of the cafe blinded you with the darkness disappearing behind the curtain of reality, though what reality even is you scarcely have a grasp on with the realizations of otherworldly powers that exist in front of you in the form of Spinel. You check the backlit clock on the wall, time had stayed still as the darkness enveloped you, and you laid back in your chair while trying to make sense of what just happened, what felt like hours was no time at all, but interrupted you were again by the waitress, asking what you wanted to order. Spinel only had a smile on her face while you placed the order, she held up the menu you had and pointed to a large vanilla cake topped with fudge and strawberries, did what she said in the darkness even happen? Either way, you order that cake for her, in addition to getting for her and yourself a hot chocolate and a pumpkin cake. You’re looking at the waitress as she write down the orders, and as she walks off as well, and a pulse is felt, a ringing in your ears deep as ocean, and a foul taste in your mouth as you look back at her, a closed smile on her lips, but her eyes wider than ever. "Does she look good to ya honey? Does she tickle your fancy?” You immediately reply in a nervous tone that she doesn’t. that he girl in front of you is prettier than she’ll ever be. “Good answer babe, she’s a fuckin mess compared to me, right? O’ course I’m right!” The confections both drink and dessert were served to the both of you, a second person coming to drop of the cake, it was big enough for three, but she parried your spoon away from it, claiming the whole thing hers. So the spectacle began, Her sipping the cocoa in her tall cup alongside heavy bites of this behemoth straight from a baker’s dream. It took her a mere half hour to consume the whole of it, and like a good lover you lean over with a napkin and wipe the frosting from her lips, a shy smile as your expression, your simple actions sparking a tender moment through the confusion and creeping terror in the back of your mind, and that moment was watching her cheeks flush a gorgeously vibrant shade of pink, and in that instant, everything seemed to click. She was just as nervous around you as you were around her, without the upper hand the air of danger just faded away to the dullest rhythm in the background, until her hand snapped to grip your wrist. “Oh now I know I made the right choice… my last love ain’t never did something like this, would you believe I caught the bastard cheating on me with some tart, some junky trollop? You wouldn’t do that to me right? No… I know you wouldn’t, you’re sweet. You just want a hug, a kiss, and a kind little word whispered into your ear, yeah? You just want someone who wants you, someone that won’t make you feel like you’re just another problem to deal with. Someone like me, who won’t let you go. Who’ll never let you go. Someone like me that’ll keep loving you 'til…“, She inched in closer, "You’re…”, and her lips brushed by your ear… “Dead." Stunned by that she shoved you back down into your seat. "What’s wrong babe? Don’t like that? Oh… you do? Well aren’t you starved for affectio- oh… So that’s why you were with the girl with the bad attitude… You know I… I watched you when you checked into the hotel, a whole week of seeing her yell at you… sayin stuff like no one would love you like her, that you were lucky she even looked at you.” She sniffled, sounding on the cusp of a rising weeping sorrow, “But it’s ok now honey. It’ll be ok, cause you have me!”, she sighed, a sort of content flow to her breath, while she relaxed in her chair, “And I have you. Were you scared of me before? I’m not sorry for that. That’s just how I am, but I won’t hurt you. Not enough to kill ya anyways. Not enough to make you hate me. I don’t think my heart could take another crack. Darling… If you left me now. I think I’d just break. We kinda just met and already I don’t think I can live without you. You can feel it too right? Our souls tyin themselves to each other? Actually ah… they’re already pretty tied up. Signed me in blood remember?” You certainly do remember, that night your finger bled and the claws creeped upon you, you remember that much and nothing more, how you felt then feels so far away now, her love is different, it’s a confusing amalgam of tenderness and terror, when once you only felt a terror from the last one you were with, but even the fear strikes you oddly, like a sickening wine who’s taste leaves you only wanting another drink of it, a long and slow swig of the emotions she has you pour from your very core, reveling in the swirling dizzy tones of this deep song she played for you with every motion she made toward, away, and around you, with every word spoken, she enthralls you. The same feeling you had when you wanted to call her, a soul bewitched by a strange woman… and whatever trance she had you in just now from her confession, lifted when you snapped back to lucidity at home. Herself snuggled up on your lap, a horror movie playing while she smiled, your hand in hers, clutching each other warmly… a moment that your realization of the sudden shift in scenery did not ruin… she was in love, and so were you, and while love itself seems blind, love itself would blind you, and you would let it cloud your vision as long as you loved her, and as long as she loved you. This one tender moment, It’ll remain one of your greatest treasures, and as the movie ended, she sat up and stood, offering her hand to you, eyes sleepy and showing a soft joy plain as day, she led you upstairs, she led you to bed, shoes kicked off the both of you, she eased you into bed atop her, and held you close, tight, and the covers seemed to jump over you both to guard from the chill mysteriously entering the room, you closed your eyes while the pair of you turned onto your sides, and a kiss marked the occasion, brief it were on the lips, but the love? Eternal. And so it were that you slept in her arms and her in yours. Ready to give her the rest of your life. Ready to give her your very soul. and in all honesty, she already owns it.

#Spinel #Selfshipping #self shipping #yandere #light horror #steven universe

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atlaskat · 5 years ago

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Home for the Holidays

Hello! @zamorawrites, I was your secret Santa this year! Sorry that I’m a bit late. I hope you’ll be satisfied with what I came up with for your prompt.

"You... want me to do what now?"

Roxanne's brow twitched. "I want you to come with me to my parents' holiday celebrations and pose as my boyfriend for about two days using that light-disguise-clock of yours."

Megamind's eyes were wide as two plates, his mouth slightly open. She could practically see the overthinking which was happening in his brain. He looked borderline panicked, which was -- in all honesty -- a little rude. He wasn't the one bound to a chair, with hair messed up from the bag which had been removed from his head only moments ago. He didn't even have hair to begin with.

There was something charming about Megamind like that, though. Startled, embarrassed, unsure what to do with himself. Shocking him was always a bit fun.

"I- what," he stuttered, "your boyfriend...?"

"Yeah," Roxanne scoffed irritably, "Wayne- Metro Man ditched me last minute. Vacation, apparently. Worst fa- worst boyfriend ever."

Megamind's expression had started to look more and more desperate as he struggled to wrap his brain around what Roxanne said. There was too much new information already.

Roxanne shifted in her chair, cocking her eyebrow at one of the brainbots idly passing by with some scrap metal part in its grasp. She didn't elaborate, which stressed Megamind -- he could feel the sweat under the skintight leather. Bad choice of clothing for the occasion, apparently.

"I'm not sure I understand?" His tone went upward to indicate a question. As if Roxanne could answer whether or not he understood.

Well, she actually could. He definitely didn't understand at all. "Will you please just come with me? My mother doesn't care if I bring Wayne home or some rando off the street, as long as I make sure I don't come alone."

Megmind blinked a couple of times, still staring at her, wide-eyed.

"Psst. Sir." Minion, although whispering, did not utter the words quietly. As if a 250-pound steel gorilla with a fish brain would ever be subtle.

Megamind turned his head after Minion's third try. "Uh- yeah?"

"This does not seem like a good idea, Sir."

"Oh buzz off, Minion. How many times have you two kidnapped me, huh? How many times have I given you any trouble?"

Megamind seemed to snap out of his trance at that, narrowing his eyes at her with an unimpressed look.

"Ah, only about every single time," he underlined sarcastically. Then why do you keep doing it, Roxanne was about to say, but bit her tongue. She needed to get back to the bottom line and ensure his cooperation. If she wasted time and Metro Man found the hiding place, her last-resort plan would go to a very bad fiery place.

Roxanne quickly angled her face a little downward to make her eyes bigger and batted her eyelashes sweetly. "Please~?" She said softly -- this was a very effective trick to use on Megamind, although she didn't use it often, because it was classic damsel behavior and she was not about to play that game with him. Still, desperate circumstances called for desperate measures.

Purple blush shot up to Megamind's cheeks, even to the tips of his ears. He swallowed, tensing the muscles of his throat in a very satisfactory manner -- one might even have called it hot. Roxanne would never let him know that though.

"Sir. Sir?" Minion called.

"Aaaa..." for someone so smart, Megamind had a terrible time with collecting his thoughts. "I'll, uh, I'll help you..."

"Sir!" Minion yelled in outrage.

Roxanne gave a satisfied, smug grin.

Megamind gave a grunt from the back of his throat to indicate for Minion to shut up.

A buzz from a warning alarm made the brainbots erupt into a chaos of preparations for Metro Man's arrival.

"I'm calling off this evil plan this time, Miss Ritchi!" Megamind exclaimed with his usual extravagant confidence -- a front to save face -- as he began loosening the restraints around her wrists. "Although do not be mistaken, this will not happen twice!"

Minion sighed, picking up the bag from its place on the control panel. Roxanne sighed too, but obediently let the cloth slip over her ears.

Roxanne pulled the thick scarf tighter and smoothed the front of her coat again. She fumbled with the train tickets, making sure they were there. Check. Her ID? Yep. Her wallet? Also check. Somehow she was nervous.

In all reality, fake-breaking up with Wayne had been a relief. Because that meant she got to ask Megamind instead. Of course, logically, she shouldn't have asked him -- she had a few male acquaintances, like Paul from Management.

She scrunched up her nose. Maybe not Paul from Management. But other people, for sure. Still, her first thought on possible candidates had immediately been Megamind. He was smart enough to understand what fake dating meant (unlike Paul from Management), and wouldn't overstep any boundaries. Which was kind of strange, since overstepping boundaries was kind of supposed to be a supervillain's thing.

And to be completely honest, only fake dating was kind of disappointing. She couldn't put her finger on why, but the feeling was still there. And it was painful to actually have to call Wayne her boyfriend in front of Megamind -- the last person she honestly wanted to believe the whole scam relationship.

He would never know that, though. If he found out she and Wayne weren't romantically involved in the least, he would stop kidnapping her and then they wouldn't interact with each other at all.

"Um, Roxanne...?" A timid voice broke her off from her thoughts. To her side was Bernard -- well, not exactly, behind those fogged-up glasses were a pair of shining green eyes. Eyes which definitely did not belong to Bernard.

"Meg- uh, M, M, Mike!" She stammered out the new name. "Let's go, the train leaves pretty soon."

"Mike?" Megamind looked unimpressed.

"Oh, shut it. It's not bad."

"It's not my name." He mumbled. Roxanne paused for a moment. He looked a bit like a sad puppy. With really red cheeks. Which wasn't weird at all, because of the cold and all, but the slight possibility that he was as flustered as she felt was exciting. But still weird. It should have been purple blush on blue skin, not Bernard's flesh-colored-crayon shade.

"Well, I can't exactly call you Megamind now can I?"

Megamind huffed, pushing the button by the train doors and letting her board first.

"Alright," Roxanne held her glove with her teeth as she dug up the tickets, "we're... 29 and 30 C."

"Does your family live far away?"

Roxanne pulled the scarf over her head, then fiddled with the buttons of her coat. "We'll cross state lines, but not really more than three hours. Six, on a bad day."

"Hm..." Megamind hummed, his eyes following the scenery as the train began moving.

"What about yours?" Roxanne watched as Megamind-disguised-as-Bernard's eyes widened, his muscles tensing up. A painful expression shifted quickly over his face.

"I- uh, I'd rather not talk about it."

"Alright," she nodded, "I bet the holidays'll cheer you up."

That same expression again, the way his eyes dropped, his knuckles white from balling them into fists. Then a little chuckle and a weak "yeah". There was something about Christmas which didn't sit quite right with Megamind.

"Ah, well, Miss Ritchi--" he began, but Roxanne interrupted him.

"Call me Roxanne, we're supposed to be dating."

"R-Roxanne..." his voice trembled a little, and she realized how intimate it was for him to use her first name. Somehow. Most people used her first name, so it shouldn't have been a great big deal, and yet it still was.

"Yes?" Her voice was low, breathy, expecting. Megamind swallowed again, his beautiful eyes darting around from her eyes to her hands to her lips. She tilted her head with interest, adding a very quiet "Megamind?"

He shook his head softly. "My- my name is S-Syx," he stammered, eyes fixed somewhere to the left of her face. Roxanne felt her eyebrows rise with interest.

"It- it's not Megamind?" She kept her voice very low, as to not alert any of the train's other passengers. Which incidentally also meant she leaned very close to her Bernard-lookalike companion.

"Well, I guess they're both my names. Metro Man did the same thing."

"I guess... it's an alias." Roxanne nodded a little, "do you want me to call you Syx?"

He gave a small laugh. The way she pronounced it was different from how he had ever heard it before, a little nod to the fact that his first language was alien to every human on Earth. "Probably best to keep both of my names a secret for now. I can't believe I even told you. Must be those nosy reporter skills of yours."

Roxanne blinked, a little surprised at the sudden change in mood. "Ah, well, I can't help the effect I have on people. I'm just brilliant." She gestured poshly with her hand, indicating the joke, but Megamind simply nodded softly.

"You are," he said, admiration in his voice. She felt heat rise to her cheeks.

"Uuuh-- look! Snow!" She pointed, tearing Megamind's gaze away from her. While it wasn't Megamind's face, those were still his eyes, and apparently they were enough to make her weak in the knees.

Megamind, in turn, was glued to the window for most of the ride after that. Going up north meant the weather getting colder, of course, but he explained to her that he had rarely seen snow before. On the occasion that it snowed in Metro City, the snowflakes would quickly melt on the busy streets. Living his whole life in the Metropolis meant he hadn't really had the chance to see actual snowfields for real.

There was something childlike in his total excitement, the way he marveled at the thousands of little pieces of snow in the air. It was the same sort of giddy happiness he let slip every time he had a new machine to test out, a new concept to tell her about. Because he always did -- always explained his inventions to her, in such great detail that she could foil his plans. He was so thorough in his explanations that it killed most of his evil plots, because he gave her the information she needed -- Metro Man needed -- to destroy the creations. Which was a shame. They were fascinating things, beeping with neon blue lights, covered in metal spikes and black paint. Not to mention all the work behind them; finding the raw material was the least of his worries while creating them, Roxanne knew. She had seen the complicated equations for one of his machines once. She wasn't too shabby at math, she'd gotten steady B's throughout her life, but looking at that blackboard she felt like she was looking at a foreign language.

The train stopped in Roxanne's childhood city around lunchtime. "To call it a city would be to exaggerate," she said as they stepped into the cold air. "It's more of a town, really. You want to grab lunch? There's exactly one restaurant, if you don't count the McDonald's by the gym."

Megamind snorted. "By the gym? Doesn't that defeat the purpose of having a gym?"

Roxanne smiled back at him. "Oh, but everyone knows McDonald's is great for building muscle. Start your fitness journey today."

"America." He sighed, shaking his head with dramatic desperation.

"The country of stark contrasts, clearly." Roxanne chuckled. "Hey, that's the restaurant," she then pointed out.

"It looks like a very sad Italian man. Look at those windows, they're like his sunken-in eyes.

She turned around, eyebrows raised. "Damn, that's a bit dark. But... pretty accurate, now that you say it."

"Sorry." He laughed.

Still, he was pleasantly surprised by the food, once they got it. The atmosphere was nice in the little place; the Christmas decorations made it feel welcoming and warm. There were red bows on the salt and pepper shakers, and candles on the tables. Jingle Bells playing softly on the radio.

Megamind took another bite of his spaghetti. "So... Miss- uh, Roxanne, is there something I should know about... your family?"

"Hmm..." she hummed, "they're pretty cool. You'll like my cousin Evelyn, I think, she's real smart. And my mom knows I never dated-" Roxanne bit her tongue hard. She couldn't let him know that.

"Who?" Megamind gave her a confused look.

"Uh, never mind," she said a little too quickly, heat rising to her cheeks. "Mom just wants the rest of the family to see I'm not alone, so they don't start their bullshit."

He tilted his head, brows furrowed.

"I mean, they used to talk about how I would die childless and alone surrounded by my cats all the time before," Roxanne laughed nervously.

"Why would they say that? You're-" he fidgeted, giving a "never mind" of his own.

"Well... I guess they don't handle independent women all that well. And they're not a fan of my haircut," she stabbed her fork aggressively into the food, "makes me look too masculine, they say. And, you know, no man is going to be attracted to that." She dragged the words out in a snarky voice, imitating one of her aunts.

Megamind looked almost offended. "Why would they say that? You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, I don't understand why anyone wouldn't want to date-" he snapped his mouth shut, suddenly realizing what he'd said

Roxanne sat in stunned silence for a moment. People didn't usually call her beautiful, certainly not the most beautiful they had ever seen -- most compliments were paid to her from cat callers on the street when she would leave the office late at night. They certainly didn't come from people with eyes that made her weak in the knees.

"I- what?" She finally pressed out.

"Um, anyways, this food is actually pretty good. Did you eat here a lot when you lived here?" Megamind said the words quickly, almost forcefully, filling out the silence with anything but embarrassing honesty.

"Oh, uh, yeah." Roxanne blabbed, "I ate here with my friends after school sometimes. And everyone comes here when they eat out, unless they're really craving some McDonald's after a workout."

Megmind nodded as she chuckled awkwardly. "Why did you move away?"

"Well, I got into college in Metro City. And I always wanted to live in a big city. Makes work as a reporter more interesting when there's actually things to cover, you know."

"I understand. Do you like Metrocity, then?"

"I-" she sighed. "Yes and no. Frankly, I find the entire hero versus villain thing a little... much, sometimes. It's like the people stop thinking about morals and what's right or wrong on their own, they just rely on their hero to solve everything for them."

Megamind nodded slowly.

"And, honestly, if I have to write one more article on Wayne or Wayne's family or anything Wayne-related I'm going to explode. Nobody values real news anymore."

"I liked..." his voice trailed off for a moment, "I liked your last article, the one about the mayoral elections..."

She eyed him intently. "You did? I thought no one read that..."

He shrugged. "Your writing always interests me." You make anything interesting.

The moment was interrupted by the beeping signal of her phone. She gave an apologetic look before answering.

"Hey mom. Uh-uh, we're in town. Yeah. Yeah, okay." She rubbed her forehead. "Oh, mom, make sure everybody knows there's no Wayne this year either. No, it's over this time. I'm bringing... a guy named Mike."

Megamind called for the tab. He had a small, silent war with Roxanne about paying, which he won since having both hands free made for quicker wallet-grabbing.

"Guess your name's going to be Mike after all," teased Roxanne as they stepped out of the restaurant.

The snow under Megamind's shoes gave a very satisfying crunch, and he walked in a circle to make it crunch a few more times. "Yeah yeah, very funny. What's the moral compass on this, anyways?”

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, Bernard wasn't that happy to oblige with lending his image for this purpose."

"Oh, my family never goes to Metro City. They're all antisocial hermits, there's nothing for him to worry about."

"If you say so," Megamind shrugged, giving her a teasing look. "I think you might be more evil than you think..."

"Oh, come on. I would not encourage this image-stealing body-dehydrating business in normal circumstances."

Megamind laughed. "Okay, I didn't actually dehydrate the guy this time. I just made a hard-light copy of him."

"Poor Bernard," she shook her head, "I can't believe I keep abusing him like this."

"And for your own selfish needs, no less. Tsk, tsk, tsk." Megamind clicked his tongue, faking his disapproval.

"Well, what about you? Jumping into action to save someone on Christmas? Doesn't seem very evil to me." Roxanne retaliated.

"Oh, but it is!" Megamind exclaimed. "I'm using another person's identity to trick others into inviting me into their homes, tricking them into accepting me and maybe even enjoying my presence somewhat, when in reality, I am the villain, the monster people despise. And what could be more evil than that?" He grinned at her. Behind his humorist tone, Roxanne sensed something more.

"Come on, you're not that bad." She tried, "the worst thing you've done is, like, some property damage. And even then most of it is Metro Man's fault. I mean, your death traps are never actually dangerous and you let me go if I have a headache."

Megamind looked stunned for a moment. "But I- I kidnap you, take away your freedom-"

Roxanne gave him a bored look. "I'm not a damsel, remember? Besides, being 'kidnapped' is, sadly, the most exciting couple of hours my entire week. I actually look forward to it, which says some pretty concerning things about the state of my day-to-day life."

"You- what?"

"Oh, look, that's my parents' house," she pointed at the most embarrassingly overly decorated house on the street. There were multi-colored Christmas lights on everything in the yard, and a few plastic snowmen to boot. Even though there was enough snow to make real ones. Absolutely terrible.

Megamind looked a little absent, as if off in some other world. He nodded blankly at the horrible display of holiday-exploiting consumerism. Roxanne nearly dry-heaved at the garden gnomes with tiny Santa hats by the door -- something which even Megamind reacted to, as he gave her a look of "really?" She shrugged apologetically before ringing the doorbell.

A woman with big, dyed-blonde hair opened the door. She smiled warmly, opening her arms to embrace her daughter. Roxanne's mother had the same little beauty mark by her lip. So that's where Roxanne got it.

"Hello," said the woman, "you must be Mike? I'm Roxanne's mother."

Megamind shook her hand, "I'm pleased to meet you, Mrs Ritchi."

She smiled at him. "Welcome, please come in!

He reached into his bag and took out a small package, wrapped in light blue paper. It wasn't a traditional Christmas wrapping paper, but he found it exciting to leave a little hint to his true identity. He didn't want 'Mike' to erase him entirely. "This is for you. I'm sorry it isn't much."

"Oh, thank you!”

"Meg- Mike, you didn't have to get that! I told you there was no need-" Roxanne grabbed the fabric of his coat arm with a concerned look.

"It's fine. I wanted to. It's the holidays, after all." He smiled politely at Roxanne's mother, not pulling his arm away.

"Have you two eaten lunch already?" Asked Mrs Ritchi.

"Oh, yeah, I wanted to spare Mike from the horror of Linda's lunch casserole"

"Shh," Mrs Ritchi laughed as she tried telling her daughter off, "don't let anyone hear you."

Roxanne shook her head and tugged at Megamind's coat arm for him to follow her. "You and I will be staying in the guest bedroom."

"T-together?" Megamind whispered harshly.

"Uh, yeah? Couple, remember. It's only for a night."

Megamind rubbed his neck nervously with the free hand. He wondered if his nerves would be able to handle being close to Roxanne in such an intimate situation. Maybe he hadn't thought this whole thing through properly -- but he refused to go back and prove Minion right.

"You can put your bag anywhere. And take off your coat, they'll start a fire downstairs and it gets really hot."

Roxanne spent the next hour gazing dramatically at the terrible snowmen in the yard, criticizing her parents' choice of decoration every chance she got. Finally, she wouldn't stand for it any longer, and pulled Megamind with her to make some real ones.

He hadn't brought any gloves of his own, so there was a bit of a fuss over glove-borrowing before they got outside. Roxanne immediately made a snowball, starting a war -- Megamind was stunned for a second when the snow hit him in the face (it was much colder than he thought, somehow), but he quickly recovered and retaliated with full fire power.

"Okay, okay, cease fire!" Roxanne could barely yell through her laughing fit. "Let's build the goddamn snowman!"

She showed him how to roll the snow, making sure it was packed hard enough to keep it from falling apart. Megamind found it surprisingly fun to roll the snow and so he made a huge globe instead of a snowman, which made Roxanne pick up her ball and throw it at him. His was way too heavy to carry though, so she won that round.

Finally, they finished the snowman.

"He looks kind of disproportionate, doesn't he?" Said Roxanne as she stepped back to judge their creation.

"Oh, don't body shame him. That's just the way he distributes the weight."

"Okay, so what's his name?" As Megamind gave her a confused look, she continued. "I mean, he's basically our son, and we need to baptize him properly or he won't go to snowman heaven when he melts."

Megamind started laughing, and Roxanne was delighted by the sound. He held his hand over his mouth -- almost as if to stop himself, to not show his happiness, but it was such a nice sound. He hadn't seemed fully genuinely happy all day, and Roxanne told herself that the giddy feeling she got was only because of that.

"Alright, I understand," said Megamind between the last few chuckles. "How about we call him... Hal."

Roxanne’ss jaw dropped. "Hal? Hal?! My creepy coworker? God, no."

"Why? I thought you liked him. What is there not to love?" Megamind poked her teasingly.

"Jesus, I really don't!"

"Fine, fine, what should we call the snowman then?"

Roxanne hummed. "He kinda looks like Minion, no? How about Minion?"

"What? No, there's already one Minion."

"Ugh okay. Let's just call him Frosty, then. What's up with Minion anyway? You didn't want to bring him?"

Megamind looked suddenly frustrated. He sat down on the porch next to Roxanne. "I... had a bit of a fight with him. He didn't want me to come. Said if I went we wouldn't be... 'friends' anymore."

"What? Oh, I'm so sorry! Why would you even come?" Roxanne looked genuinely concerned -- she didn't want to be the cause of any bad blood between Megamind and Minion. Those two were like brothers, together through sunshine and rain.

"Because you asked me." Megamind looked right at her, his eyes as open and genuine as she'd ever seen them. Then he exhaled and completely fogged up his- or Bernard's- glasses. He chuckled. "Anyways, Minion always exaggerates. He'll be fine as soon as I come back."

Roxanne's mother's voice interrupted the moment. "Hey, you two, it's nearly dinnertime!"

They looked at each other, cleared their throats awkwardly. Megamind helped Roxanne up and they went inside.

"So what did you call the snowman?" Asked Mrs Ritchi.

"Oh, um, just Frosty. You know, the usual."

"Bo-oring!" Mrs Ritchi teased, and Megamind understood where Roxanne got her biting remarks from. "And he doesn't even light up. Really, I have no idea why you dislike the plastic ones so much."

"Because they're a constant reminder of how companies in the west abuse foreign workers and exploit the idea of 'holiday spirit' to make an ungodly amount of money that could instead be used to solve social problems around the globe?"

Mrs Ritchi gave her daughter a look of "really?" and Megamind gave a snort-laugh. Roxanne shook her head and sighed dramatically as she took off her boots. "Nobody in this house understands me. You're all slaves under capitalism.”

"Oh, shut up. You've always loved Christmas decorations. Mike, has she told you about that one Christmas-"

"Uh!" Roxanne called out. "That's enough of that!"

"No no, please do tell," said Megamind, smiling cheekily at Roxanne.

"Oh no you don't," warned Roxanne, before grabbing Megamind and forcefully shoving him in front of her. "I'll give Mike here a house tour now."

They paced around the room, Roxanne sighing at every decoration. "I'm not actually a communist, you know."

Megamind laughed. "I guess even you can't withstand the allure of cheap plastic."

"Oh, oh you're one to talk?" Roxanne said, faking her outrage. "I know an underground outlet store in Romania that would beg to differ."

"Okay, Minion was never supposed to let you know that in the first place, you know! Makes my credit as a supervillain look weaker."

"Ha! As if it wasn't weak in the first place." She chuckled. "Hey, let me show you something."

They walked up the stairs, through a corridor, and landed in a small room with bare walls. The ceiling was low on one side, and there was a window through the roof.

"This used to be my room," said Roxanne.

"Why is it empty?"

"When I moved out I took some of my stuff with me, threw some away. My parents had no need for a room full of things they never used, so it's just been empty since then."

"Seems pretty out of use to me."

"They want to turn it into a studio or something." She went to the sloping ceiling and laid down on the wooden floorboards right under the window. "I used to lay here at night, especially if it was clear. I used to wonder a lot about what was out there."

Megamind went to lie next to her. "I used to stay up and look at the stars a lot, too. Or think about them, since prison cells usually don't have windows."

Roxanne turned her head to look at him. "You were in prison as a child?"

"I mean, I lived there, so yeah I guess."

They were silent for a moment. He could feel the warmth radiating from Roxanne's body.

"Were you born on Earth?" She finally asked. He swallowed, fixing his eyes on the dark sky outside the window.

"No. I came to Earth in an escape pod as a baby."

She hummed along. "What was Space like? “

It was his turn to turn to her. He examined her features; the gentle curve of her nose, the defined cupid's bow. Her full cheeks, her dark eyelashes, the little dot by her lower lip.

"Space was terrifying. Beautiful. I've never experienced anything like it."

"I went out at night once, to a lake nearby. The stars were reflected in the water, and everything else was completely black. Floating there was scary because it really felt like I was out there, unsure of how to get back."

"Yeah." Megamind said. "Space is exactly like that."

Roxanne sighed. "Sounds like you and I both were pretty lonely as kids."

"You were lonely?" There was clear surprise in his voice, and she wasn't sure if he was mocking her or not. "The kids in my class were... quite exclusionary. I never really had any friends."

"It's a shame we didn't go to the same school, then." Said Roxanne, smiling. "I was always the kind of weird one, I was too curious, had too much ambition. And that wasn't attractive." She put on the snarky voice again. "Suck it, Ethan from junior high!"

Megamind laughed. "I really would've liked to have met you as a child."

They stayed for a few more moments in the dark, before Roxanne cleared her throat.

"We should probably go back, it's almost time for dinner."

"Right," said Megamind, although he would have rather stayed there forever.

"So what do you do?" Asked one of Roxanne's family members. Megamind stopped mid-bite, trying to think of a convincing lie.

"I'm, uh, I'm a physicist." He bit his tongue. They would ask at which university, or which company, or something. "Kind of freelancer right now."

"That's new," said a woman, who was named Evelyn if he remembered correctly, "a freelance physicist, huh?"

"Yeah! Isn't it cool!" Added Roxanne, only slightly panicked. Megamind chugged his drink nervously.

"What do your parents do?"

His mood fell instantly. He tried to smile to cover it up, but it felt really fake so it probably looked horrid. "My parents actually, um, they died in an- an accident when I was young."

"Oh my, that's horrible! I'm so sorry for your loss." Mrs Ritchi put a hand on his shoulder as she passed. He nodded thankfully at her. Some other sympathetic words and smiles were aimed at him.

"So where are you from?" Asked another person.

"Uh, Metrocity?"

The dinner table fell silent for a moment, before erupting with laughter.

"Oh, is that a reference to that little blue dude?" Said someone else, "brilliant!"

Megamind met Roxanne's eyes, and they both had to keep their laughter contained.

"Yeah, Megamind," said Evelyn, and Megamind's spine snapped straight. "He's pretty interesting."

"What do you mean?" Megamind asked. Roxanne eyed her cousin intently.

"Oh it's nothing," Evelyn smirked, "I had my agency look into him a couple of months back. He likes to put on a show of being evil, but he's actually that anonymous donor to the Orphan Childcare Foundation. You know, the one who takes first place each year?"

Megamind swallowed, staring at his hands. Or Bernard's hands. They were an odd flesh color, when they should be blue -- but right now he was so thankful for Bernard. Now would be a bad time to have a different skin color. He watched the seconds tick by on his watch.

"What?" Roxanne's voice was almost breathless, absolutely unsure of what to believe.

"Yeah, and there's more," said Evelyn, making Megamind question every choice he had ever made -- how could someone have found out so many things? "Apparently, he's a real big deal in the criminal world. He organizes a lot of the gang activity to make sure there are less gang wars... you know how the murder rate dropped after he and Metro Man debuted? Well, if you ask me, that's not really Metro Man's merit."

Roxanne's gaze turned to him, completely baffled by her cousin's words.

"Haha, well," Megamind said, trying his hardest to keep his voice steady, "you can never fully trust those investigations! Everyone knows how important Metro Man is to Met- the city."

The rest of the dinner guests began taking away the dishes, and so Roxanne cleared both of their plates from the table and asked Megamind for a word. Alone. He sighed internally -- this wasn't a good look.

She said they would go out for a stroll, and suddenly they were outside in the cold darkness. They walked in silence for a good while, until they got to a frozen-over body of water. Then Roxanne broke the silence.

"Ugh, can you turn that off?" She asked, almost irritated. Really, she was embarrassed. "The disguise."

"What? Why? What if someone sees?" He asked, totally confused.

She shook her head forcefully. He furrowed his brows, concerned. "I don't want to look at Bernard's face, I want to see yours."

He was stunned to silence for a few seconds, only able to breathe the word "what" once more. Roxanne lost her patience and grabbed him by the arm, turning the dial on the watch herself. The image of Bernard flickered a few times, almost like a glitch on a computer screen, before it disappeared. What was left was that beautiful shade of blue, his eyes finally back in the face in which they belonged.

"That's better." Roxanne said forcefully. Then she turned around and continued walking.

"Miss Ri- Roxanne, why do you want to see my face?" He asked, forcing his voice to be calm and collected as he jogged to catch up with her. She looked straight ahead, eyes fixed furiously, on the path in front of her. "Are you... mad at me?”

Her shoulders tensed up. "Is it true, what my cousin said?"

Megamind contemplated lying for a few seconds, but ultimately decided he didn't want to lie to Roxanne. "It's true," he said with a sigh.

"Oh, god damn it." She said.

"What?" His voice trembled, panic rising up. Had he lost credibility? Why was she so angry?

"Why didn't you tell me? Why do you play the game of supervillain when you're actually helping everybody?"

"I'm- uh-" he tried to collect his thoughts, "I think... um, Metrocity wants symbols and I just... became that symbol? Someone needs to be a challenge for your boyfriend in tights too, Miss Ritchi."

She turned around, furious, hot tears burning in her eyes. "Roxanne. It's Roxanne. And he's not my boyfriend, he never was my boyfriend!"

"You- what?"

"Metro Man and I were never a couple. It was just easier like that, so no one would ask any questions." She wiped at her tears angrily. It was embarrassing, and she didn't even really have a reason to cry. "And I didn't want to tell you because then you would stop kidnapping me and then I would not have an excuse to talk to you anymore. And now I've just found out that you're actually the hero in this whole thing, aren't you? And I'm so mad at myself that I wasn't able to find that out on my own."

"Wait, wait, what are you talking about?"

"Which part?" Roxanne said in a bitter tone, the half-joke not really landing.

"Why would you want to talk to me?"

She sniffled, wiping at her face angrily once more. "Ugh, for being so smart, you're really stupid sometimes."

"I don't... understand," he said.

She dropped down into the snow, face in her hands. "Why do you think I asked you to come with me here?"

"To the lake?"

"Oh, you idiot. Here to my parents' town. Why do you think I want to talk to you, and why do I want to see your face, and why does talking to you brighten my day, and why do your eyes give me butterflies in my stomach? Why do I feel this much for someone who's never going to feel the same way, why am I so stupid?"

He dropped to his knees in the snow, too, landing right in front of her. "What are you talking about?" His voice firm and steady now. "Why wouldn't I feel the same?"

Roxanne finally looked up, meeting his eyes. They glimmered in the faint light from the moon, the only source of light by the lake. "You wouldn't, because I'm not your type. I'm stubborn and I complain a lot, and I'm not feminine or scared enough to be a damsel. And I'm boring and I always criticize you, and I'm not- not attractive or exciting or any of all the things you are... how could you ever love me?"

"Roxanne," his voice was breathy and low, "you are the most intelligent, beautiful, interesting person I have ever met. I've been in love with you for years, and the kidnappings -- they're just for show, just an excuse for me to be close to you in any way I can. Yes I enjoy making my machines and fighting against Metro Man, but I make them because I want to finally create something which will impress you. That's why I always explain them to you, because you're the only one who has ever truly been interested in me."

She took a shaky breath. "But I'm... mean, and I'm stubborn, and I-"

"Stop that. I love talking to you, because you challenge me, but you don't judge. You're genuinely interested and you listen carefully to what I say, so you can counter it well. You're so intelligent it fascinates me. And I can barely stop staring at you, because you're so perfect, you're so much my type that it's difficult for me to think about anything but you-"

Roxanne's fingers curled around the collar of his coat as she pulled him close. She tilted her head and pressed her lips to his. His hands went up instinctively, grabbing her her hair, the side of her face, going around her shoulders in an embrace.

They kissed for a long time, breathlessly and barely able to tear themselves off each other. Roxanne's face flushed with red, but she smiled faintly.

"Syx..." she said, and it sent shivers up his spine. "I love you."

Megamind rested his forehead against her shoulder, the happiness bubbling through his blood, he almost didn't believe it to be true.

"Oh, Roxanne, I love you too."

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theplushiefox · 5 years ago

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White fluffy boi depends too much on pine cone crime man

So uuuh Moomin fandom, right? Snufkin, right? Moomin and Snufkin. Yes.

I had this idea, which was inspired by my friend who’s majoring in psychology: what if Moomintroll depends too much on Snufkin and has to change this somehow?

So I’m writing a fanfic. I rarely share my writings online, but I should start doing it more, so, uhm, here. It’s based on both the ‘90s’ Japanese series and on the 2019 Moominvalley adaptation. It’s not finished, I’ll continue the story tomorrow! And excuse me for any grammar mistakes, English isn’t my mother tongue and it’s late and I’m tired dsajfksdlkv

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“Snufkin!”

The traveller’s boots thudded softly on the bridge as he walked, playing his harmonica. A white shape was running towards him from the opposite direction, his paws splashing in the mud left behind by the melting snow. His white fur was starting to get soaked, but he didn’t care - Snufkin had returned, bringing spring back to Moominvalley.

His friend glanced at him from under his wide-brimmed hat, deep brown eyes flashing with happiness, but tiredness as well. Snufkin kept playing his new spring tune, but stopped when Moomintroll reached him and wrapped him in a big hug. It was not unrequited: Snufkin had never loved hugs, but he patted Moomin’s back anyway. His friend made him feel at home.

“How was your winter?” asked Snufkin after Moomin let him go.

“Oh, it was so long! I could hardly wait for you to come back and tell me about all of your travels!” Moomin answered excitedly.

Snufkin smiled at him, putting his harmonica into his pocket. The water was way too fast for fishing, Moomin figured, because his friend glanced at his fishing rod, then at the stream, and slightly shook his head.

Snufkin grabbed his backpack. He looked at Moomintroll. “Well, I’ll go and set my tent up now. Wouldn’t you like to help me?”

The younger one nodded vigorously and skipped after his friend. The ground was still too muddy and soft from all the water, but the tent was standing as stable as ever, just like its owner. Moomin looked over at Snufkin, who was telling him about another traveller he had met in the south. He was looking a bit slumped like he always did when returning for spring. No wonder, he was walking non-stop for a few days to get back for when Moomintroll wakes up from hibernation.

“...I was out of coffee, and he gave me some of these tea leaves. He said they would wake me up just as effectively as coffee does.” Snufkin stopped his story to unzip a pocket on his backpack, and take some dried leaves out of it. “I still have some. The tea made of these tastes great!”

“We can go to my place, I’m sure Mamma would make us some tea. Come on, Snufkin, you look tired! Spend this evening with us!” Moomin took his friend’s hand and lead him to Moominhouse.

Everyone has always felt nice and cozy at the Moomins’. The smell of pancakes and various cookies filled the air as Moominmamma prepared them for dinner. It was warm inside the house, since outside the coldness of winter was still trying to rule the night.

Snufkin was well-loved at this place. He somehow managed to hold the attention of everyone with his wonderful stories, especially Moominpapa’s, who was always inspired by the young traveller’s experiences. But the one person who was absolutely glued to Snufkin’s side was Moomintroll. His eyes were sparkling like the starlit night. He was so glad that Snufkin came back! He couldn’t imagine spring without him!

When it was time for his friend to go back to his tent, Moomin came up with the idea of Snufkin spending the night at Moominhouse.

“It’s still quite a bit cold outside, isn’t it? You could freeze out there…” he started hesitantly. Snufkin merely blinked at him.

“I’ve been sleeping in my tent since I can remember, Moomin. Don’t worry, I’ll be fine,” he smiled gently, then tipped his hat, turning to start walking over the bridge.

“Oh...yes. Okay. Goodnight, Snufkin!” shouted Moomin, but he couldn’t close the door. He watched his friend go back to the tent, get inside and turn the lantern off. Moominmamma’s voice shook him out of his trance.

“Moomin, dear, please close the door, you’ll let the warm air out!”

Moomintroll apologized and went back to his family, his head hanging a little bit. His father looked at him.

“Is there something wrong, son?”

“What?” Moomin raised his head. “Oh, no, no, of course not! I’m just a bit tired, that’s all. I think I will go to bed now…”

“He’s sad because Snufkin isn’t staying the night,” Little My chimed in.

“I am not, you be quiet!”

“Are too!”

Moomintroll flicked his paw and went up the stairs without another word. Moominmamma stared after him, then took a candle and followed her son. She gently opened the door to his room and quietly approached his bed.

“Dear, is everything OK?” she asked, sitting down on the edge of the fluffy bed.

“I’m fine, Mamma,” Moomin replied. “Just tired.”

“Of what?”

“Huh?” He looked at his mother. He could never fool her. An open book, a transparent sheet was he in front of her.

The boy took a deep breath and started fiddling with the fluff on his tail.

“I just… I feel like Snufkin would go away any moment if I don’t… If I can’t see him, you know. If he stayed the night, I would know that he’s here. But he’s out in his tent, and who knows where he wanders during the night and-”

“Moomintroll,” his mother interrupted firmly. “You are not trusting Snufkin right now. Even if he does go away for a little while, he always comes back. We all know he needs his space now and again, now don’t we?”

Moomin sighed and nodded.

“What makes you think that he would want to leave?”

“I don’t know. Nothing. I just...have this feeling.”

Moominmamma stayed quiet for a second, then stood up and walked to the window.

“Look, dear, you can see his tent from right here. If that feeling makes you restless, just look out the window, it will help you go back to sleep. Now,“ she turned back to her son. “It’s time to go to bed. Don’t worry, you and Snufkin can spend time together tomorrow. We can ask Moominpappa to organise a welcome party for him. What do you think?”

“But Snufkin doesn’t like parties, Mamma!”

“Oh, it would just be us, and Sniff and Little My, don’t worry,” Moominmamma giggled, kissed her son goodnight and left the room.

It took quite a while for Moomintroll to go to sleep. He kept glancing at the window, and couldn’t stop himself from looking at the tent three or four times during the night. Meanwhile, Snufkin was sleeping like a log, definitely not planning on leaving anytime soon.

#moomin #moominvalley #moomintroll #moominmamma #moominpappa #moominpapa #snufkin #little my #gah i might rewrite later if i dont like it #i edited it a little #now some parts don't sound weird

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gentlyphotographing · 6 years ago

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Four Horsemen: Chapter 1 “Two Coffees, a Car and CPR”

Here’s uuuh part 1 of ??? for my umbrella academy fic lmfao I hope you guys like it. Its also on Ao3

A squirrel rushed past him on the sidewalk. Well, not really ast but rather through. It climbed up a lush birchtree and disappeared into the green leaves. Ben tore his gaze away from the scene of nature and moved to follow his two brothers, unbekwonst to one of them, into the diner with the broken sign on the roof. Diego and Klaus had walked in and sat down at a booth at the opposite side of the room. The curly haired man had scooted over a bit, leaving a space for Ben to sit in. A , though unnecessary, gesture he was so used to, by now it was an unconcious movement.

„Maybe Five is.. onto something there.“ Began Diego, after they had asked the apron-clad waitress for two coffees. Ben had only been half listening, it wasn’t like he could answer Diego and he didn’t trust Klaus too much to accurately belay his opinions on this whole business. Rather he was unashamedly people- watching. A guy had the bar was drowning a toast and egg in sirup, a kid behind him was showing his mom some dinosaur toys, a woman slightly younger than his brothers was watching him and couple in the booth next to him was dry-humping each other at four in the afternoon. Hold on. His head snapped back to look at the woman across the room. Was she really looking at him? No, she was probably fixating on Klaus‘ choice of wardrobe. He looked at his brother and then back at her, her eyes still focused on him. He scooted towards the edge of the seat while maintaining eye contact. Her eyes moved with him. After a look around, nothing spectacular was happening behind him either, he held up a hand, pointing at himself. She nodded. His other hand came up and he pointed at himself with more force and a questioning expression. She nodded with a bit more force.

„The heck are you doing Ben? Where are you going?“ By now Klaus had noticed his brothers movements beside him. It wasn’t like the guy to start throwing his arms around, and when he stood up to leave the table, Klaus had spoken up. A confused Diego looked between Klaus and the empty space next to him his brother was looking at „Did you hear what I just said?“ „Yeah yeah, Ben is just… oh whatever…“ Their continued conversation faded into the background noise of the room as Ben crossed it, his eyes never leaving hers, and sat down at the other side of her table. That’s when he noticed a tall bearded figure sitting next to her, staring out the window.

„Hi.“ Came a rather timid voice to rip him out of his confusion.

„Hi“ he answered her. „You… You can see me?“ His hands were on the table, fiddling.

„Yeah pretty much… this is uh.. this is gonna sound weird and I know you don’t know me but you got to trust me on this… I need you to get these two guys sitting with you to come over here. It’s a… kind of life and death situation..“ her voice was barely above a whisper, mostly because oft he need to not bring to much attention to herself while she was talking to an, apparently, empty booth.

Behind them, the two brothers were still talking, occasionally sipping at their coffee mugs. „That… that definitely sounds … weird… why?“

An elbow nudge and a small grunt came from the person beside her, to which she responded with a nod, turning back tot he ghost with begging eyes. „Please it’s super super important, I will explain it all when they’re out of harm‘s way.“ Albeit still slightly stumped, Ben made his way back to Ben and Diego, halting beside the booth. „Klaus… Klaus… Klaus!.... KLAUS!!“ „GOD DAMN IT WHAT“ an agitated Klaus hit the table with both his tattooed hands, startling he man across from him, who promptly spilled the contents oft he mug in his hand over the table. „Klaus what the hell?!“ „Not you, him,“ he threw a napkin at the puddle of coffee, barely looking „What is it,what do you want, what did I do now??“

„We need to go over there.“ Ben made a move to grab his brothers arm before thinking the better o fit, it wasnt like he could touch him anyway. „That table, over there“ He pointed in the direction he’d come from, Klaus leaned over to look past Ben, eyes catching a woman who waved gave a small wave.

„Yeah she’s cute but why?“ „That’s not … Whatever just get your and Diego’s asses over there. It’s important. Please.“

With an exasperated sigh, Klaus stood up, motioning for Diego to do the same. „Come on, we need to change tables.“ „What? Why? What’s going on Klaus, how high are you?“ He raised his brows, but still slid out of his seat to follow his brother to another table, mug in hand.

Two people already occupied one side of the seating arrangement, neither looked surprised or taken aback by them joining. In fact, the smaller one directly in front of Diego seemed almost relieved that they had seated themselves there. Before any of them could speak up, the lumberjack looking man at the window spoke into his beard, a question directed his seat neighbour:

„What`s the time?“

„21 minutes after 4 and 13 seconds.“ Came the prompt answer.

„Should be driving up any minute now…“ Both seemed unfazed by the heads turning from each of them to the other and back in confusion, before a loud screeching of tires on the street outside caught all attention.

A car was approaching the parking lot, fast and out of control. It made a right onto the lot, not stopping nor slowing down. A voice screamed, the windows broke and the car came to a very sudden halt. Inside the diner. To be more specific, right in the place the booth they had occupied used to be. Sirens came from the crashed silver SUV, from the house’s security alarm and from a distant patrol car. The sprinklers turned on, soaking everyone and everything in cold water.

Their mouths wide open in shock, all three brothers stared at the car, and then at the young woman running past them to get to the driver’s side of it, where another patron of the diner had already opened the door. Together they pulled the driver, a blonde woman who looked to be about forty, out of the wreck and placed her gently on the floor. While she felt around for a pulse, the older man yelled for someone to run and call an ambulance.

Some people started talking about what they’d just witnessed, the young boy clutched his dinosaurs while his mother held hom close to her, silent tears rolling down her cheeks. All eyes were on the young girl as she started to performs CPR on the blonde lady, pressing her hands down onto her chest in a rhythmic pattern, muttering something to herself. Diego could have sworn he saw a faint green glow pass from her hands into the woman’s chest.

#umbrella academy #the umbrella academy #umbrella academy fics #the umbrella academy fics #klaus hargreeves #diego hargreeves

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celebrationnebula · 5 years ago

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Old Man Keith

Keith is working at The Shirogane's Sewing Shop when he is cursed to be an old man. Not too keen about his new state of life, he sets out to The Waist Lands to find a magic user who can undo the magic done to him. Along the way, he runs into marvel and fantasy, like he's never seen before, and maybe, on the journey he will find what happened to his missing brother Shiro, why he was cursed in the first place, and who the beautiful flighty magic man now plaguing his life is.

Howl's Moving Castle Voltron AU

Chapter 1: Old age gets to us all

Keith stretched his sore back. After a full day of hunching over sowing, he ached all over. Shiro had chasted him a few times for his poor posture, and to Keith’s credit, he did try to correct it throughout the day. But after each fix he found himself hunched over not too long after.

Out of the window in his work area, Keith watched as his fellow seamstresses filed out of the shop for the night. Deciding to follow suit, once he finished his peace, Keith locked up the shop and walked home. The parade was tomorrow and the main street would be closed off for it. The Shiroganes, owner of the shop Keith works at and his adoptive parents, gave everyone half days; either opening or closing, so that all the seamstress could enjoy the festivities. As he walked home Keith mulled over what he would do with his free morning. He didn’t have much hobbies wise, except maybe exercise…

…

Keith groaned as he willed his stiff muscles to move. What time was it? The sun was in his face and noisemakers could be heard from the street. So the parade had already started, which meant it was at least 8. Keith groaned and grunted now, trying to pull himself out of his too hot bed. The only clock in the Shirogane household was in the kitchen it was a wonder how they all managed to make it everywhere on time. Well… all except Keith who did not have their magical ability to cope without a readily available clock.

By the time Keith was dressed for the day and had managed to stumble downstairs, it was already 11, time for him to head to work. “So much for my day off\...” Keith mumbled as he headed out the side door and down the cities back allies to avoid the crowd. The day was getting hot and Keith was thankful for the cover of the tall buildings around him.

Barely halfway to the shop, Keith ran into trouble. A burly man radiating the stank of alcohol, stumbled his way into the ally, blocking Keith’s path. Unsure of what the man’s intent Keith started to back away in an attempt to take another route; too many delays and he might be late relieving the morning shift, which just wouldn’t be fair to them cutting into their half day. Unfortunately, as he backed up he ran into yet another large man, this one shorter than first but heftier and still a good head taller than Keith.

“Hey guys, I’m not looking for trouble just trying to get to work.” Keith tried but the second man just glowered. Keith and his mullet tried to sidestep the guy but Mr. Muscles matched Keith’s step and slurred out something incomprehensible before trying to sock Keith one in the jaw. Luckily the man was slow and drunk while Keith was agile and sober. Dodging one drunk man punch was easy, but soon the original drunkard was having a swing at Keith as well. Now, Keith was in fairly good shape despite his sedentary job, but taking on two buff guys in a fight, drunk or not, was proving to a little more than the 20 year old could take. The taller one managed a hit to Keith biceps while the more muscular one got a good one to the gut, knocking Keith to the ground.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” Chimed a voice from behind the first man. “Two big boys against one cutie, that doesn’t seem fair now does it?”

“Cutie?” repeated Keith in shock and what he hoped looked like offense.

“EWAHU UUUH?” slurred-yelled the second man. So far the most enunciated statement form the two men. Keith puzzled it to translate to “Who are you?”

“Isn’t it obvious? I’m a prince here to rescue the damsel in distress.” Answered the mystery man who apparently had also figured out the strings out sounds --- as in his voice played like a melody echoing off the cobblestone back alley. Once again Keith felt himself holding back his temper in favor of a little backup on these dudes. But upon inspection, the mystery man didn’t look like he would be much good in a fight. Tall, fair build but still slim, brown hair in a low ponytail tossed over one shoulder, flawless tanned toned skin, striking blue eyes… Suddenly aware of his eyes raking up and down this stranger, Keith snapped his head in the other direction; the shorter drunkard. But before he could do anything the two men abruptly picked themselves up and waddled off. What.

With a devilish glint in his eyes and a flourish of the wrist, the unknown man bowed with his hand offered out to Keith. Obliging, he helped the raven haired boy to his feet. Now standing the mystery man draped his arm around Keith’s shoulders; which brought to attention, this mystery man was a full head taller than Keith, the audacity of all these tall people!

“Sorry about them, it's such a shame a lovely face like yours had to get scratched up because some people can't handle a few~.” Keith tried to stammer in protest before the was cut off.

“uh oh~” sung the brunet. Behind them, two blob creatures, vaguely shaped like people, were running towards them. Using the arm around Keith's shoulders, the other man pulled him down various pathways through the maze of the cities backroads. But soon they had exhausted their routes and ran a dead end. Seamlessly sliding his had from Keith's shoulder to around his waist, the blue eyed trouble winked at Keith, “Hold on cutie.”

“wha- why- ” Keith found himself stammering and getting cut off all over again. This time by a sudden lurch into the air. Poor boy couldn’t help but let out a yelp in alarm. The soft chucked in his ear didn’t help Keith’s embarrassment.

“Okay now just stretch your legs out and walk like normal.” Instructed the mystery man. Keith reluctantly did as told, slowly he unwrapped his arms from around the other man, in a way he hadn’t even noticed they were in. As Keith withdrew and stretched out, the blue eyed man slid his hands down Keith's arms and intertwined their fingers. At first unsteady, Keith found each step easier than the last. Soon the two were literally walking on air. The view over the parade was bustling and colorful, and the lightness of his body was a welcomed relief. Relief from his regular back pain and his sore ankle (from the weird way he landed during the fight).

“So where are you headed, pretty boy?” inquired the mysterious blue eyed man.

“Shiroganes Sewing Shop on fifth.” Answered Keith, too entranced by the current situation to worry about giving a wizard his address or to be upset about all the pet names he’s been called today. Frankly, under any other circumstances, Keith would be fuming at these names but these weren’t normal circumstances.

The city was beautiful from the sky. Full of movement, full of life, full of color. Even the architecture seemed more impressive from their vantage point. Keith felt light, not just his body, but his heart. It had been so long since he last felt this relaxed he couldn’t help the smile on his face and didn’t notice the smile from the man guiding him across the sky.

But all good things must come to an end, even magical walks across the city skyline. Slowly the pair began their descent on the Shiroganes shop. Landing on the second floor balcony Keith stepped down off the railing and turned to look at the mysterious man. The two’s lingering hands slid apart and the wizard floated away giving one last wink to Keith.

…

Keith was in a daze for the rest of the day. Which is fine because the shop was very slow due to the parade, only a few large or difficult orders from previous days were left to do. Once again Keith was the last one to leave. As he tidied up his work area Keith heard the distinctive bell of the front door. Which was strange because he could have sworn he locked that door.

“Sorry we’re closed now,” he said walking over to the entrance, “but we open at 8 am tomorrow.” The woman standing before him was hunched over in a worn looking cloak with cold trimmings. Keith looked it over thinking that in its day it must have been nice, but was all but rags now. The woman wearing it look pretty much the same, worn by time.

The woman was followed by two men, taller and more imposing in stature, but also wearing the same purple cloak. The old lady in the middle smiled, emphasizing her pointed jaw. All three of their eyes were hidden, and something about the ways the presence loomed made Keith’s stomach churn. Taking a step back he tried to reiterate the shop’s customer hours but he was interrupted (for the third time that day!). A rush of murky wind blew past him. Just as suddenly as they had appeared the trio left. Left in their wake was an echo of a message drifting in the air, “Lance knows where to find me.” Weird and cryptic.

Keith felt wobbly on his feet and when he stretched out his hands to brace himself he found that they were quite wrinkly. “Oh god,” he croaked. “Oh god,” he croaked again after hearing his voice. Fumbling his way to the shop's full body mirror, Keith gave himself a once over is dismay. He was old. Oh so old. Wrinkly grandfather old.

After recovering from the shock a bit Keith considered, “Well Shiro always did say I act like an old grumpy man. And it’s not like I’m not used to a creaky sore body.”

…

The walk home was longer and colder than Keith remembered but he made it all the same. Everyone was asleep at the Shirogane’s by the time Keith arrived home and the next day was his regular day off, so there’s a good chance he can go a while without being found. However, hiding really isn’t Keith style, in fact, by the next morning, he was already preparing for a journey out to the Waist Lands. Since a good night's sleep didn’t seem to fix his decrepit face, he might as well find some magic that can undo this magic. The Waist Lands are known for housing many witches and wizards, so that is where he would try first. The Waists were vast but Keith hoped if he left soon enough, he would be able to run into the witch who cursed him, one of her henchmen, or the wizard who he ran into that morning. This was his first real run in with magic but he figured any one of them would do.

Next->

#二茶 #voltron #also on #ao3 #fanfiction #hmc au #voltron au #hmc voltron au #omk #omk.1

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viiixxviimmxvi · 7 years ago

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Boy Meets Evil. . .

Part 2

Summary: She is toxic, but I love her. There’s no light at the end of the tunnel. I’m wielding a double edged sword. I’m drowning when I’m with her, but I’m short of breath without her. My future is sinking, but this sin is too sweet. . . it’s too evil.

A/n: Sorry guys for the sloooowww updates. My life has been chaotic. . I also have been having a hard time to write this story so I decided to end it. . I’m sorry if you are disappointed about the ending, but I rather give you an ending then leave you hanging. . So I really hope you understand love. But I will be updating my other stories! Xoxo Anais

Part 1 // Part 2

MasterList

Previously. . .

I emptied my pockets in search of my house keys. Hmm that’s weird, my keys are gone and so is my wallet. I reached into my jacket pockets and frantically felt around, but couldn’t find anything.

“Did you lose your keys?” Jungkook said, waiting for me to open the door.

“Yeah, and my wallet… Sorry.” I said, apologetically.

“You probably had too much fun dancing with that girl and probably dropped it.” He said, rolling his eyes.

He lifted the mat, grabbing the spare set of keys, and opened the door. I went straight up to my room and pulled out my phone.

“Hey, it’s me, Hoseok. I had a really fun time. Do you want to meet up tomorrow to hang out or something?” I texted.

A couple minutes went by. Suddenly… *BZZZ. BZZZ.*

My jaw dropped. I couldn’t believe it. She sent me a picture of herself holding my keys and wallet.

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There I sat on my bed frozen staring at my phone, shocked and confused. How did I not notice her stealing my things? What would she even do with them? Then I realized something. . . Was it all just an act? Did she not feel the same way as me? That night was cold and empty. Tears were streaming down my face. That night, for the first time in a while, I cried myself to sleep.

The next morning I woke up and felt like I was just hit by a bus. I looked in the mirror and couldn’t even recognize myself. Red, puffy eyes, messy hair, and a frown. This wasn’t me, not yet at least.

*BANG* Jungkook busted open the door to the bathroom and yelled,

“Hyung! Get out of the bathroom, I have to take a dump!”

“Kay, let me just grab my things.” I said, slightly smiling.

“Wait, wait! Hyung, you’re clearly not okay. What happened?” He said, worriedly.

“I don’t really wanna talk about it, but thanks for asking anyway!” I forced a smile and went to grab my things.

I walked to the door, quickly trying to hide my change in expression and hoping he wouldn’t notice. On my way out, it looked like he saw a ghost. I was stupid to believe that I could hide my pain from Jungkook, my brother.

He grabbed my shoulder and looked me right in the eyes.

“It’s the girl, isn’t it.” He said.

I furrowed my brows and pushed his hand away. I got ready, wrote a little note explaining what happened and stuck it on the wall. I just want to clear my head. I decided to go to the park to be alone for a bit and think about what to do next.

The wind made the autumn leaves fall, landing on the ground only to be crushed by the feet of strangers. That’s exactly how I felt at that moment. Betrayed and broken. The wind howled and blew, completely destroying my orange hair. I sighed.

In the distance of the barren park, I saw a figure walking my way, but my vision was skewed due to the hair covering my eyes. Barely able to distinguish the figure, I moved the hair away from my face. Standing before me was Nari. Her slim frame was getting closer and closer. I moved away, hoping that she wouldn’t go any further. My heart was going to explode. Without even thinking, my body moved on its own. I sprinted into the forest. I ran for about ten minutes before stopping and catching my breath. I fell to the ground, my chest expanding with every breath. I looked up to the cloud filled sky and shed a tear.

“Hey!”

I knew that voice. Where was it coming from? I turned around to see Nari.

“Why are you running away from me?” She said, panting and out of breath.

“How did you know I’d be here?” I said.

“I asked Jungkook because you weren’t responding to my texts.” She said.

Tch. That traitor. I’ll get him back later.

“I came to return your things.” She said, extending her arm holding my keys and wallet.

I grabbed the things and lifted myself up from the ground, patting away the dirt.

“You know if you would have just answered my texts, you would know how I got your things.” She said.

I just stood there in silence looking inside my wallet to make sure nothing was missing.

“Uhmm I didn’t steal anything if that’s what you are thinking. .” she said.

“I mean it doesn’t hurt to check.” I really hope she's telling the truth and not lying to me.

My heart was beating like a drum hoping she was being honest. . I opened my wallet and saw that everything was still there; everything down to the crusty condom I had since middle school. Even to the cards and cash.

Then all of a sudden a wave of guilt ran through my body. Shit! She was right. . Why didn’t I believe her. . She's Nari. .

“Now that you looked through your wallet, do you believe me now?” Nari said with her arms across her chest.

“Um. Yeah s-sorry. I d-didn’t believe y-you.” I stuttered.

She stared at me and it was dead silent. My eyes began to wander towards the ground when she didn’t reply back. Then I felt someone wrap their body around mine. I looked up, it was Nari. I must be dreaming ?! She's hugging me!

She then looked up and smiled, “I forgive you Hobi.”

“Hobi?” I questioned

“Yeah Hobi it is your new nickname from me.” Nari smiled. Her smile is like a light switch. When she smiles, it's as bright as the sun. It’s absolutely breathtaking. I need to calm down! Breathe.

I smiled at the nickname.

She began walking ahead of me as I stood there still day dreaming.

“Hobi are you coming or what?” she yelled.

I snapped out of spacing out and began jogging towards her. How could I even think that she stole from me?!

Nari’s POV

I chuckled to myself as I walked ahead of him.

Damn, he really is easy to fool. *sigh* I was looking for a challenge but I couldn't pass up on his cute face. Oh well, I only gave his things back to him to make him trust me. Let's see what I can do next.

I felt his hand slowly grab mine.

“Sorry… for earlier. I know! I'll make it up by treating you to some coffee!” He suggested.

“Sure!” I said.

As we walked, we found a cute little cafe near a busy dog park. We entered and a small old lady took our orders. We got our drinks and sat on the couch by the window.

The lady came by to asked if we needed anything and said, “Wow you guys are such a cute couple! How long have you been dating?”

Hobi immediately blushed and stuttered, “Oh w-we’re n-no—”

“For a couple days!” I said, cutting him off.

This made him blush even more. He also avoided looking directly into my eyes. Ugh why can't he be more of a man! At least pretend you're the man in this relationship! How come he was so hot when we were at the party?! Ooh, let's try making a move on him.

“Hey… so, we're dating right?” I said as I leaned in closer to him, placing my hand on his chest.

“Uuuh… haha… i-if y-you want to.” He said nervously.

“Then it's settled! You're my boyfriend now!” I said smiling.

Hoseok’s POV

After we finished our drinks, I walked her to her house and headed home. I ran to my room and jumped onto my bed.

It's been such an exhausting day. *gasp* Wait!! Oh my god… I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND!!

I sprinted to Jungkook’s room and told him the news.

“What!?! You're dating Nari!” He yelled. “That girl is trouble. You don't want to get involved with her!”

“Oh c’mon man, you don't even know her. Don't jump to conclusions!” I responded.

“Ok, I don't know her but there are hundreds of rumors! I don't want you to get hurt.” He said.

“Rumors are just rumors. Most of them aren't true.” I said while stomping away back to my room.

Next morning. .

I woke up and re-examined my belongings she gave back to me yesterday. I had all my cash and keys, but something was… off. My eyes widened in terror… the card I used to pay for coffee today was missing. Looking closer at where it used to be, I found a small slip of paper that said…

It was fun pretending to like you and all, but I got bored. You did have a nice face and body though. Oh, yeah I took your card and made a duplicate of your car keys. Hope you don't mind!

P.S. Don't try to find me

Love,

Nari <3

I ran outside and my car was gone. I looked around to see if there were any traces of her, but I couldn't find a thing.

I know I shouldn't but… I miss her already. How do I live without her, when I was in love with her. That girl really was… evil.

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The End. . .

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roommateofmyimagination-blog · 7 years ago

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Chapter 17: Heart break, Confessions, fun times, to Cinnamon rolls!!

✗ Adrian ✗

“YOU HAVE GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME!!!” Aj suddenly started yelling from the other room that he and Karim went to and when he finished yelling it was silently expect when Kenny started to trot over to where they went and his little bell started jingling.

I looked over at Val and he had the same expression i did and he was staring back at me with all the same questions i had and we both needed answers. Kenny came back out after a few more moments of silence and his bell jingled as he fast walked back to the table. Aj and Karim came out soon after him and Aj had a hand on his face and walked past the table.

“Sorry for yelling, give me a minute.” He walked to the kitchen and it sounded like he was getting water.

Karim sat back down in his seat across from Val and beside me, i leaned a bit away from him on accident. “Its alright Adrian, we’re sorry for the sudden leaving and Aj yelling.” he smiled at the both of us and then looked up when Aj came back in. “you good Hon?”

“Yeah.” He ran a hand over his mouth and his shirt looked wet.

“Why is your shirt semi-wet?” Val looked up at him when he pulled his chair out from the table and sat down.

“I had to get a glass of water and i dribbled on my shirt.” He pulled his shirt out a bit and looked at the dark line going down his chest from the water. “I could go shirtless.” He smirked and chuckled at Val. Karim smacked him lightly on the arm. “What?” Aj touched his arm and smiled at Karim.

“We eat with shirts on in this house.” Karim puffed his cheeks out playfully.

“Thats not what you said last night.” Aj smirked seductively and leaned closer into Karim. Karim blushed and softly shoved Aj away from him as he laughed softly.

“You two need a room.” Valentine giggled and shook his head.

“We do, its upstairs.” Aj then turned to look at Val, ”Its where we learned that we were going to be blessed with you in this family.” he gently rubbed Val’s head.

Val dropped his silverware and covered his face trying not to laugh, “Oh my god,” he started laughing.

Dinner went by smoothly again after that point and it was all fun and laughs. When we finished eating Karim and Val went to do the dishes while Aj and I helped put food away or separate it to take home with us and clean up the table and put things back where they belong. Kenny made his way into the kitchen and he stood up against Karim’s leg and meowed at him begging for some of the dinner cutely. Karim caved in and he gave Kenny and Aero some of the dinner as well and they happily ate away and he fed the bird,who i later learned was named Hadi, some of her dinner as well.

I popped my head in the kitchen, “I need a smoke break, i’ll be back in real quick.”

“I’m going with you.” Aj closed the fridge and came up to me and put a hand around my neck.

“Austin.” Karim spoke out from behind us with a firm voice and we looked back to see him and he had a very stern look on his face.

“Im not going to smoke, i promise babe.” Aj smiled at him, “I just wanna get some fresh air. Cmon Adrian.” Aj pulled me along beside him and he took me outside in the backyard where they had a nice little patio and built in pool.

I pulled out my pack of cigarettes and lit one and put it in my mouth, taking in a deep hit and letting it out “So, why are you out here with me?”

“Wanted to tell ya something. Well, now two things.” He turned to look at me with his hands on his chest. I looked at him with a raised brow to continue. “One, you need to stop smoking. Val and Karim dont like it.” I opened my mouth and he cut me off, “I know i use to smoke and you need to stop for your health and everyone else's. Two.” He paused and glared at me. “We’re going to training tomorrow morning. Just us two.”

“Uuuh, why just us? Are you going to try and kill me for a third time?” I asked and took another long hit.

“Possibly, dunno yet. But be there at six am.” He said flatly and tilted his head back a bit to look even more down on me like a father would.

Coughing violently, he then patted my back, “why so fucking early?” I patted my chest and cleared my throat.

“Because i have other shit i have to do tomorrow and you need to learn to wake up early i bet. It’ll be good i promise. Now hurry up.” He thunked me on the back one last time.

Sighing heavily, i took one more drag and then put my cigarette out tossing it in a trash bin they had outside. Aj dragged me back inside and too the kitchen where we heard the other two laughing together. When we came back in Karim and Val had set up a whole, i shit you not, make your own sundae bar just in the five minutes we were gone.

“Oh god, babe.” Aj chuckled and walked over to Karim. “Is this why you made me buy all those sweets?” he wrapped his arms around Karim’s waist.

“Of course! But i think we got too much, and i know you dont like to binge on sweets.” Karim put a hand up on Aj’s face and smiled up at him.

“Hmmm, only sweet thing i need is you.” Aj leaned over Karim and kissed him on his cheek and neck, causing Karim to giggle.

“Make your own this time!” Karim laughed as Aj kept kissing on him, “you two take as much as you like, big man here wont eat most of it.”

“Can do!” Val smiled and handed me a bowl when i got closer to him.

Karim, Val and I all made huge mounds of ice cream on top of brownies,cookies or a banana and had so much toppings on them it looked like we were going to put ourselves in a sugar coma. Aj didnt make one and would only pick off fruits that were laid out. We made our way to the living room and sat there to talk. I sat on the floor as the other three sat on the sofa. Kenny made his way over to me and he sat beside me and sniffed my bowl and stared at me with those wide tealy green eyes of his. Eventually we ended up watching Aero chase kenny around the house like a mad chicken. Eventually kenny rolled onto his back and exposed his belly in defeat and Aero pinned him like she did Demmy and started cleaning him, making Kenny whine sadly and trying to push her away. Aj was later forced to stop stealing karim’s ice cream and made to go get his own and when he came back he had a peeled banana hanging in his mouth and a bowl of fruit and some ice cream to go with it. Once we finished the ice cream and cleaned up Val and I decided to head home for the night.

I struggled getting Aero away from kenny and getting her wrapped up in my jacket, “Cmon princess.” i rubbed her chin and she meowed sadly, “I know, you dont wanna leave your buddy here but we gotta go home.” i stared down at her as she still laid on Kenny. She let out another sad meow. “Cupcaaaaaaake, your cat is being an asshole.” i turned to look at Val who just finished giving a hug to Karim and Aj.

“Alright.” he chuckled and came over to me, “Cmon princess, i’ll bring you back over here another time.” Aero behaved for Val and he picked her up and we wrapped her back up in my jacket. “Thank you for having us.” Val hugged Karim one last time.

“Of course! Come over again any time, just send a warning.” Karim hugged Val back and laughed lightly.

“It was fun being here, thank you.” I smiled at Karim and bowed my head a bit at Aj as he stared intently at me.

“Of course, it was nice getting to talk to you more Adrian.” Karim smiled at me and hugged me as best he could as i held onto the princess. Aj and I just kinda bumped elbows as i held onto Aero.

We said our good byes and left. Val holding a bag of left overs and sweets that Karim let us take home. We got home a bit later than we had expected. When we got inside i let aero drop to the floor and she shook her body and fluffed her fur. Bouncing towards the bedroom she meowed and instantly there was a squeak afterwards. We walked in afterwards and it looked like Aero just pinned demyan and started cleaning him like she did kenny.

I started takin my clothes off and ended up in my boxers as val watched me with a small blush. “Im heading to bed.” I grabbed a pair of shorts to wear to bed and tied my hair up in a very messy bun. “Aj wants me at the gym stupid early tomorrow.” I yawned and grabbed Aero and gently put her on the floor and off of Demyan. “Princess, i think he’s clean enough.” i laughed and gently petted her head. She meowed and walked over to Val’s bed.

“Alright, sounds good, im tired myself and have things to do tomorrow anyways.” he smiled and then got ready for bed himself. “Good night.”

“Night cupcake.” I flopped on my bed after Demyan moved and then later flew out the window. Popping my earbuds in turning to face the wall.

Morning came around sooner than i would have liked and the alarm to my phone started blaring in my ears. Turning it off, i sat up and rubbed my head from the noise. “Fucking headache.” I mumbled and looked over to Val’s side of the room. I waited to hear a shower running, but i heard nothing. Getting out of bed i walked to the living space and saw a note from Val saying how he��s out doing his errands. “Oh, thats where he is. Okay can do.” I yawned and walked to the kitchen and grabbed some fruit to eat. Walking back to the bedroom, i sae Demyan crawling out of his drawer. “Hey, i need you to transform me.”

He yawned, “why?”

“I need to meet Aj soon.” I but the rest of my fruit in my mouth, “Or he’ll kick my ass i bet.”

He sighed “fine fine.” He crawled out and poofed turning into his Human form. “Do you not need to get dressed so when you change back, you are not naked?”

“Youre smart, thats a good plan.” I quickly got dressed into some torn blue jeans and a band tshirt and grabbed my shoes and tossed them on. Lifting my shirt up, “Have at it.”

“Have fun with whatever you will be doing with Aj.” Demyan touched the little bat on my charm and i felt my clothes get tight and cold. “Hm, yes.” He smirked wickedly, “if you train well i will give you your upgrade.”

“Sounds good, Sleep good little dude.” I gave him a peace sign and watched him poof into his bat form then focused on teleporting myself out of the room and onto a nearby rooftop. It didn’t take me long to get to where Aj wanted us to meet up. When i got there i saw him in a completely new outfit and his hair went from the deep long red hair to a shorter much more orange color. His back too me was covered in tiger stripes and i didnt know if that was the magic or his tattoo. “Hey, you look funny.” I slowly walked up to him.

He turned around and when i got to see his front i stopped walking, “Yeah, i got to be upgraded to level three.”

I just stared at him and stared directly at his chest and abs. I knew Aj was beefy and well fit but he just looked so strikingly good right now, “Dude i cant take you seriously right now with all the nakedness.”

“Thats a very bad decision on your end.” He growled and he walked closer to me before spinning on his left leg and bringing his right leg up and nailing me right in the side and sending me flying towards the trees.

My body slammed into the trunk of the tree and i could not tell if the crack sound was any of my bones or the sound of the tree bark breaking from my impact. I stood against the dented tree and wrapping my arms around my body. My left side hurting from the impact of the tree and my right hurting from his kick. Spitting out some blood from my mouth, i looked over at Aj slowly walking closer to me, his feet breaking the ground under him as he walked. Pushing myself off the tree weakly i turned to face him, my hair falling in front of my face, “the hell was that for?” I yelled.

He took one more step closer to me and with his last step he left the biggest crater from his foot slamming down on the ground, Looking up to his face i could see the anger in his eyes and his posture was so rigid and he stared down at me from his head lifted up and backwards. “That was for whatever the fuck you did to Valentine.”

“Excuse me?” I snarled at him, “What i did to Val?” I glared at him, confused as to what he was talking about.

He took a long stride to me and grabbed me by my collar and pulled me forward and he turned so his back was facing the tree that my body broke and he threw my whole body down into the ground. If i didnt know if any bones were broke at the first impact, i could say some bones were broken now from the second. Aj growled loudly and got on top of me, “Im not playing games with you adrian!”

I weakly got my hands on his wrists and tried to pull his hands off of me, “I dont know what you’re talking about!” I coughed hard, “I didn’t do anything to cupcake!”

“Karim told me that Val lost his virginity and i can only assume it was from you!” He slammed my body even further into the ground.

Yelping from the further impact i still tried to hold onto his wrists. Trying to process what he said in my head quickly before he tried to kill me. “His….” I paused and then it hit me, my eyes going wide to closing, i laughed loudly through the coughs and the pain in my chest.

“The hell are you laughing for?”Aj lifted my body up off the ground, my head falling back limp from all the impact i had on my back, “this isn’t something i find funny, Adrian.” He growled deeply.

“If by virginity, you mean i gave him his first ever blow job, then yes I did. But we didn’t have sex.” I picked my head up a bit and smirked at him. “It was just some casual fun with each other.”

I watched as Aj’s eyes went from glaring at me to slowly going wider, and then back to glaring at me. He took a hand off my collar and slapped me across the face, hard. Dropping me on the ground again, he snarled at me, “Don’t fuck with him like that!” he yelled at me. “Val isn’t the type of guy to be a sleaze ball and just do one night stands or be a fuck buddy!”

“It was just going to be that one time.” I mumbled, my body in intense pain. “It won’t happen again.”

“I dont care if it doesnt happen again.” he was still pissed the fuck off. “Its the fact you did that to him! Val’s a sweet gentle kind boy and doesnt need to be toyed around by a dick like you.” He had a firm hold of my suit again.

“Will you fucking listen to me?” I put both hands on his wrist again.

“If you say the wrong thing, im going to beat the shit out of you. But yes, I’ll listen.” He growled from his chest.

“I know, i fucked up. I got too sexual with him, i know, i’ll admit it was all my fault. I couldn’t help myself and i just really needed to be physical with Val, but it wasn’t against his will. He wanted to do it too.” Aj started snarling at me as i spoke, “but….I’m not going to do it again.” I let go of his wrist and let my arms fall back to my sides weakly, “I’m not going to touch him like that anymore. I know Val is too good to be with a guy like me...even though i do like him a lot, he deserves so much better than me.” I felt my body tense up and my heart sink “He said himself, not to kiss him too much and that he’ll get use to it and I wont get the result im looking for.” I felt Aj’s grip lessen on my shirt and he stopped snarling at me and as silent. “I don’t wanna ruin our friendship, so im not going to make him a fuck buddy.”

Aj let go of my collar, and he looked at me so shocked. “Hold on.” He got off me and sat beside me but put his legs over me so i wouldn’t move. He brushed a hand over his earring and he turned back to normal, pulling out his cellphone.

“Wait, you can change yourself at level three?” I asked and tried to pick my head up and failing miserably.

“No, we could always have done it, im assuming Demyan never told you either.” he typed away on his phone quickly. “Just touch your charm.”

I eyed him as he texted and then reached for my little bat hip charm, and it worked surprisingly. When i looked down at my body i was back to being myself, but oh god i was in so much more pain now. I groaned in pain and dropped my head back down, i felt like i couldn’t move and if i did i was going to break everything in my body that wasn’t already broken. About five minutes passed before a new figure was flying down towards Aj and i. He had long blonde hair, white wings, and wraps around his body with dark gray puffy pants.

“Sorry that took so long.” he spoke and he sounded familiar. “Hey honey.” He walked over and kissed Aj.

“Hey babe. Mind fixing Adrian for me, i….really fucked up.” Aj spoke low after kissing the man back and he looked at me fairly upset.

“Karim?” I asked and picked my head up, Aj moving his legs off my body.

“Yeah, im a magical boy too. Ive been one for awhile.” He smiled and kneeled down beside me, “but be quiet, let me heal you. Aj took a lot of anger out on you didn’t he.” he spoke softly and and put his hands on my body, a white light engulfing me and slowly making the pain go away.

I laid there still as Karim worked on healing my body and listening to Aj tell him what i said and what happened. Karim got a bit angry at Aj for taking the anger out on me without listening to my side of the story, but even Karim didn’t know all of the story himself. I felt like i was going to pass out from the pain or the soothing feeling of Karim taking the pain away. When he was done, he helped me up and made sure i was okay to move around and nothing hurt anymore.

“So what do you plan to do?” Karim spoke softly and sweetly to me as we stood there, all out of our magical forms.

I stared at me feet silent for a moment, “I dont know.” I spoke so low it barely came out of my mouth as a whisper. Clearing my throat a bit, “I think Val needs to find someone better than me, so i’ll just leave him be but stay his friend. I’d like to see him happy with someone.” I smiled softly at Karim and Aj.

“But Adrian…” Aj spoke and put a hand on my shoulder.

I smiled up at him more, “Look its okay, I’m not upset.” i played with my hair over my shoulder, “you’d both admit that I’m not the most fit person to be Val’s boyfriend.”

“Maybe ask him how he feels about you before you decided to give up on it?” Karim spoke and held my hand in his, “being a friend to him still is great, but that doesn’t mean you have to give up on him.”

“I know, but i just get the feeling that Val doesn’t feel the same.” I continued to play with my hair and look down. “But thanks for the advice. I kinda wanna go home and take a shower.”

“Alright.” Karim smiled and looked at Aj, “take him home okay.”

“Yeah, come with me.” Aj motioned for me to follow him. We both got on his motorcycle and he drove slowly back to my building because i wasn’t wearing a helmet and i was just holding onto him.We stayed silent the whole ride until i got off the back seat. “Hey, i’m sorry for beating you up.” Aj lifted his visor up so I could see his face.

“Its alright, i understand why you did it.” I held my fist out for him to bump and he did, “I’ll see you around.”

“Yeah, take it easy man.” He said and put his visor back down and rode off.

I walked up the stairs to our room and when i went in, there was still no sign of val. Sighing loudly, i went to the bathroom and stripped down. Taking a long hot shower. Most of it was just me standing there under the water and trying to relax my body from Aj tossing me around earlier. When i got out of the shower, i dried my hair and got dressed in some fresh clothes and laid on the bed with Aero beside me and Demyan sleeping in the drawer. I laid there for a couple of hours just petting Aero and when i realized it was after noon, i grabbed my phone and texted Kane, “hey wanna hang out?”

He texted back pretty quickly, “sure, doing what?” he asked.

“I need stress relief.” i texted back and sat up on the bed, trying not to disturb Aero.

“Oh, like….get high kind?” he messaged back.

“yeah. “ is all i sent back. Later Kane told me to meet at his place and sent me his address. I got off the bed and petted Aero one last time. “See you two later.” I fixed the window for Demyan if he wanted to leave and also left some food and water for the before i left.

The drive to Kane’s wasn’t bad given his house was close to the school, but he lived on campus for some reason or another. When i got there, he was sitting on a patio swing and waved at me. Parking on the side of the road, i got out and met him at the door.

“Sup.” he held out a fist fro a bump.

Knocking my fist against his, “Sup, why do you live on campus when you live so close to school?”

He turned towards the door and laughed, “me and my step mom dont get along well, plus i went to a two year school for my engineering degree. So i wanted to try living on campus for the rest of what i wanted to do. Its mostly to get away from my mom.” he opened the door and lead me inside. His house wasnt too big or small, it was a nice size and fairly homey feeling. It was all simple things that decorated the house, lot of Auto Mechanic stuff laying around the house. The sound of claws hitting wooden floor came closer to us and then came this big ass dog out of nowhere and jumped in front of Kane and then barked at me. “Hey woah boy, he’s a friend his name is Adrian.” kane had a hand on the dogs back and chest.

I backed up a bit so the dog was a bit away from me, “Oh god, what is he?” i eyed the god, and i could tell he was not a purebred but i couldn't exactly tell what he was.

Kane laughed and the dog sat beside his feet, “he’s a german shepherd husky mix, he’s my baby, His name is Sergei and you can call him Sir.” Kane patted the dog’s back gently and he instantly came over to me and waited patiently, “give him your hand he wants to sniff you, he wont bite. I take him to the shop a lot.”

I looked at Sergei then Kane, kane had left the hall and went to a different room. I held my hand out to Sergei flat so he could sniff my palm, once he was done sniffing me he licked my hand then gently nipped at my pants. “uuuuh, he’s biting me.” i spoke a bit loudly so Kane could hear me.

Instant laughing came down the hall and Sergei stopped nipping at me and sat by my foot. “No he is not, if he bit you, you’d be cry like a little bitch.” He came out from a different hall way, “Sir, go show Adrian outside.” he snapped and pointed off down the main hall towards what looked like a living room. Sergei instantly trotted off towards where Kane had pointed, “Come with me, we’re going outside.” He had a few things in his hands and he followed after his dog.

Following Kane we went outside where Sergei went to go run around in the large backyard they had. Kane took me to a different little sitting area that wasn’t their patio and sat on another swinging bench. “You guys like swinging chairs?”

“My dad does, weird i know.” he kept it still for me to sit on and then rocked us back and forth slowly. “But yeah whats up dude?” he pulled out a case and stuck a lighter in his mouth as he opened the little tin case,

“Dude, do you prewrap weed and then store it like a chipmunk?” I laughed lightly as i watched Kane do his thing.

“Ye.” He chuckled from holding the lighter in his mouth, and pulled out a blunt and spit the later back in his hand. “Parents dont really support the smoking step mom hates it but dad knows it helps a bit, wish i did something different but eh. Just says if i do it here, go outside and be safe if im else where.” he stared at me before lighting it, “but, you, whats up?”

I sighed and drapped my arms over the bench as we swung, “lots of stress, looooooots of fucking stress.” I dropped my head back.

“Liiiike?” he asked and we kept swinging.

“You know Val? The red haired guy you met like twice?” I turned to look at him and he nodded, “well we got touchy feely and he told Karim, whos his best friend so i dont mind. But then Aj, karim’s boyfriend, got pissy about it and had to have a talk with me about it, and i dont know what to do.” i sighed, “can you light that before i strangle you? Or let me do it?”

Kane laughed and handed me the lighter and blunt, watching me light it. “Have you talked to val about it?” he asked and i shook my head, “talk to him dude, thats key.”

I blew out a cloud of smoke and handed it to kane, who took a hit himself, “Im thinking of just like...ditching the touchy feely part and just not doing it anymore but stay his friend.”

Kane looked over at me, “Do you like Val?” he asked.

“Yeah.” I spoke softly and took the blunt from him.

“Sooooo, tell him?” he leaned forward when Sergei came closer and he threw a ball for him. “If you like him tell him, if he doesnt have the same feelings then you can be in single club with me.” He smiled like a dork at me and i chuckled, “But for real, just talk to him. If you can stay friends great if you can date even greater.”

I let out the smoke before giving it to kane to take a hit, “I know, but, i feel like i can tell that he doesnt like me the same way. I dont wanna hurt or corrupt the kid.”

“I know that feeling.” he took his hit then took the fabric he had around his neck and pulled it up to push his hair back, leaving a chunk that laid on his forehead. “But you still should talk to him after you think about it more.”

He handed me the blunt, but before i could take it from him Sergei dropped his ball by my feet and i had to throw it for him. Taking the blunt from kane i took a hit, “I know but i still feel like i should just cut it off before it starts.”

“You could, but i think thats hurting you more then helping him and that sucks ass.” Kane crossed his ankles as we swung on the bench. “But dude, you do whats best.”

“Yeah, imma try.” I took a deep hit and let Kane have it.

We mostly sat outside playing with Sergei and swinging on this bench together, talking about how our semester was going or work. We got onto some real deep topics that seemed weird given we barely knew each other, but i felt like i was getting to know a lot about Kane and he was learning about me. I realized i got along really well with Kane even if we weren't high or anything, he was a good guy and really understanding. He had his own issues like everyone else but he always tried to be a friend who was understanding and help others out. We went inside after a while and he showed me around his house and we went to his room where he had large glass cage that held a lizard of some sort in it. I didn’t even bother wanting to fuck with that lizard, later told he’s a bearded dragon not just a lizard. I decided to just hang out with Sergei and pet him as we child in Kane’s room and tended to our munchies need.

It got a little late then we expected and Kane’s dad had come home from work and with his little half- sister. I got to meet his dad and sis before leaving with Kane to go back to the campus. It seems like Kane only stays at home for family events or on weekends to be with his sister. If he has work or school stuff to do he’s usually on campus with his roommate Yori.

“I’ll see you around Kane.” I held up a peace sign to him and then waved to his sister and dad.

“Yeah, totally text me when ever you wanna hang out.” He smiled and got into his truck.

Kane headed off back to campus and i went to that spot i showed Val deep in the middle of know where to be alone for awhile longer. Being with Kane helped a lot and being with Aj and Karim made me realize a lot. But i still didnt want to go back to the dorm yet. I pulled up off road and took the walk up the hill through trees and brushes until i was in the clearing on top the hill and could look off over the trees.

Sitting down in the grass i pulled out my phone and earbuds plugging them in and falling back in the grass. Not answering any texts or calls. I just wanted to be alone, and when i finally was alone i felt everything crumple inside of me and i started to cry. I sat up and put my hands on my face and curled forward in on myself. I felt like shit for pissing off Aj, worrying Kane and mostly just feeling like i used Val. I should have never teased him like i did and never have gotten that physically with him that we masturbated together. I’ve done a lot of stupid things in my life before and not feel bad for any of it, but im feeling awful for this just in so short of time.

I had calmed down from the break down and still felt like shit so all i did was lay there in the grass and listened to my music play as i felt the soft breeze go over me. Singing softly to myself and not worrying about anything for however long it was that i was out here. It had gotten dark and i was looking up at the star filled sky for god knows how long.

“Adrian?!” I heard a loud familiar voice shout my name over the music playing in my earbuds. Turning it off and taking my earbuds out, i turned around and saw Valentine standing there. He was panting from i guess running up this way and his hair was all sorts of fucked up. He was in those shorts that showed off almost all of his legs and he had on a loose shirt that hung off both of his shoulders.

I sat up to fully to see him and not crane my neck, “What are you doing here-”

Val looked like he was going to cry and ran the rest of the way over to me, tackling me with his full body weight that was probably only some odd hundred pounds. He knocked me down onto my back and buried his face into my chest. “I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry. I realize when I said that to you before about the kissing it came off as I didn’t want you to do it. I want you to. I want you to be happy and randomly surprise me. I know i’m being selfish, but I want you to tell me when I fuck up. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry Adrian, I didn’t mean to.” he sounded like he was crying now and he held onto me tightly with his arms around me as his body laid between my legs.

I looked him all over trying to process what he was saying, “Did Kane, Aj or Karim tell you what i said?” I started to play with his hair a bit, taking the loose clip out of his hair and letting it fall down so i could fix the stray aways.

He picked his head up, flipping some of his red hair back, “I don’t care about any of that. You didn’t come back and it made me worried. I thought something bad happened to you and I’m going to get yelled at by AJ later for the stupid things I did in order to get here, but I don’t care. I just want you to be okay.” his voice started to crack on different words randomly as tears ran down his cheeks.

I grabbed his face in my hands gently, “Im okay, i just needed some time alone and i didn’t want you to have to deal with me being an asshole.” I ran my thumb over his cheek and cleaning off any dirt and tears off his face. “Are you okay? What did you do?” I fixed his shirt a bit that itd sit on his shoulders more so then drop off of them.

“Then be an asshole with me. Tell me I did something stupid. Don’t just disappear on me. Not answering my texts or phone calls.” he sat up a bit between my legs and ran a hand over his eyes, sniffling and hiccuping a bit as he spoke again, “I told him to shut up and drive me and then I jumped off the bike before he stopped, then I shoved the helmet in his arms and ran. That’s after tripping down the last flight of stairs at the apartment and rolling my ankle running down the hill to fast.”

“Oh fuck, Valentine.” I finally got a good look at the scrapes on his hands, arms and his knees and the ankle he rolled was a bit swollen in his shoe. “Im taking you home.” I scooted away from him a bit to get up and then i put my hand around his back and under his legs to lift him up. “We’re going home so i can get you patched up and get Aero on you.” I shifted him to where he slide in my arms and his body was against my chest, “Put your arms around me.”

“But it doesn’t hurt. I’ll be fine,” he whined a bit and squirmed in my arms trying to get out of my hold, “You’re what’s important right now, not me.”

I stared down at him and he looked up at me next I slammed my lips against his. I squeezed his thigh a bit as i kissed him, Val tensed up before loosening up and grabbing hand full of my shirt. “Shut up, and do what i ask you, please.” I whispered when i pulled just enough away from him to speak. “I dont care if it doesnt hurt now, im going to get you home and patched up before it hurts. Then you can come at me as much as you want then.”

“But, Adrian…okay, you win this one.” He looked away from me, his cheeks a soft pink and his cheeks puffed out a bit as he pouted slightly.

I smiled down at him softly and walked down the hill slowly with Val in my arms and he finally wrapped his arms around me. He’d help and move some of the tree branches out of my way and when we got to where i parked we saw Aj sitting on the bike his feet planted on the ground as he was texting away. He looked up and his eyes went wide so fast, “Oh my god, Val are you okay?!”

“I’m okay, I promise. Nothing hurts.” Val clung a bit more to me and laughed sheepishly and not making eye contact with Aj. Aj stared real hard at Val and it made him turn his face so he was burying his face in my chest.

“Hes not. Im going to take him home and get him fixed up.” I walked to my car and pulled my keys out to unlock the door then open the passenger side and I sat Val down in the seat then closed the door on his before he could say anything. I walked over to Aj and stood with my back to Val.

Aj looked up at me with a glare and whispered really low, “You know this is your fault. He could have really badly hurt himself.”

“I know, and i know its my fault. Its why im going to take him home and get him iced and patched up.” I hissed low at him.

“You know if he broke any bones i was going to break your neck.” He growled at me and the glare got more intense.

“Yeah well take it out on me at training next time.” I leaned in closer to him with a nasty look of my own.

“Oh i well.” He leaned away from me, “text me or karim when you get home and hes taken care off.”

“Can do.” I backed away from him and let him turn around on his back and then walked to the drivers side of my car and got in, turning the car on. “Ready to go home and be a cat’s bed for awhile?”

“What, I’m not allowed to be your bed first?” He smirked at me trying to look real seductive before his lips turned to a smile and he started giggling from his own remark.

I ruffled up his hair before putting the car in reverse. “Yeah no, I would squish you like a pancake.” When i got us off the dirt road, i put a hand on Val’s thigh and drove with only one hand and going slow back to the dorms. “I’m really sorry.” I squeezed his thigh a bit more.

“You don’t have to be sorry. Just talk to me when something's bothering you. That’s what I’m here for, okay?” he put a hand over mine and i looked over at him he had a smile on his face.

“Can do.” I smiled back and got into the parking lot for our building and got a fairly close spot to our building. “Stay there.” I got out and came over to help him out of the seat and when he was out and the door was closed, I instantly picked him back up and walked up the three flights of stairs with Val in my arms. When we got to the door I let Val down and opened the door for him to wobble inside. “On the couch or pick a bed. Do you want anything for the scrapes and ankle or just leave you with Aero?”

“I should probably clean them out first, to be honest. I don’t want gravel stuck in my legs and arms and icing my ankle first would be best." He wobbled to the bathroom and it pained me to see him wobble that I instantly picked him back up again and he yelped in surprise and wiggled his legs in the air before i let him stand in the tub and he sat down on the ledge. “I can do this on my own.”

“Want me to leave you then and provide you the ice pack for later?” I gathered all of his hair and quickly braided it behind his head and took a ponytail older off the sink and tied his hair up.

“If you want. Thank you for helping. It means a lot.” he tilted his head back and smiled at me. I got him the peroxide and helped him with his arms, and i got his arms all cleaned out, he did his legs himself.

I went to go get an icepack ready for his ankle. Grabbing a ziplock bag and filling it with ice, i got a towel to wrap around and left the kitchen to see Val hobbling to the bedroom. I helped him the rest of the way over and got him seated on his bed. “Hold this to your ankle.” I gave him the ice bag then grabbed one of my dirty button up shirts and managed away to keep the icepack on his leg so he didnt have to hold it and sat down beside him, “So need to get any anger out towards me?”

He tapped his chin with a finger, “Just one thing.” he turned and tackled me to the bed with time and swung his leg over my body and straddled me, sitting on my hips. “Uuuuh.” I stared up at him confused, “what cha doooooiiin?” I raised brow trying really hard on not to touch his thighs or think about the fact that hes actually kinda sitting on my dick. Im kinda failing but im trying not to touch or get a boner in this situation.

“I will sit on you and you will put your hands here,” he grabbed my hands and put them on top of his thighs, “And you can’t move them for the amount of time I have to ice my ankle.” he had a wicked smirk on his face, which was not common from val.

“And do what?” I looked from his thighs up to him, saying it pretty flatly, “I dont see how this is a punishment or you getting anger out on me.”

“You’re not allowed to squeeze my thighs, run your hands up or down my thighs. Not allowed to get up and if you try i will press my ass harder onto your pelvis.” He stared down at me with those blue eyes from his bright red hair but spoke in the sweetest voice ive ever heard come out of him.

“You know i can easily knock you over and pin you right? You weigh like what a solid hundred pounds?” I looked him up and down, “its not going to be hard, i promise, I’ll do it.” i smirked up at him.

“Okay,”he got up off me and when i picked my head up, he gave my dick a good hard squeeze. Groaning loudly i dropped my head back down and Val plopped his bubble ass back down on my lap again, “And I weight a one hundred and forty five pounds thank you very much~.” he purred so happily, satisfied with his work and made himself comfortable again. He picked my hands back up again and put them on his thighs.

“Hey val, im just going to say this straight up.” I looked up at him before dropping my head back again, “I feel really bad for the things we did the other night. I kinda do like you and i enjoyed it dont get me wrong. But i feel like im not the type of guy you need to be with. I can tell that you deserve someone way fucking better i am, and i dont wanna hurt you in anyway. Im happy having you a friend, i dont wanna make things awkward between us. So i was thinking that we should just cut things like this off before we get too close, I wanna see you happy and loved but...I dont think thats with a guy like me.” I laid there with my eyes closed waiting for his response.

“Well…than why don’t we solve that problem now and start dating? You think you’re not the right guy for me, but how are we really supposed to know unless we try? Unless you would rather just be friends with benefits. But I can tell you now I’m not cutting ties with you.” he spoke softly and when i looked up at him he had a smile on his face.

“Cupcake…” I paused and my fingers twitched on his thighs but i kept my hands there, “I dont wanna just make you a fuck buddy, you’re a good guy and thats really shity of me to do that too you. Can you even see yourself dating a guy like me? Im a druggie, an asshole who ditches people when im in bad moods and an asshole in general, and think i can make a career on singing and photography. Im not a model boyfriend or a guy you want your parents to meet.”

“So? You don’t have to be perfect, Besides who said I would want a goodie two shoes who can do no wrong anyways? You say you’re a druggie, but since we became roommates, this is the first time you’ve broken down and done anything drug related. And someone needs to be the asshole and you need someone who can be an asshole right back to you when you deserve it.” He played with a bit of my hair and spoke sweetly.

I stared at him before chuckling to myself and dropping my head back a bit, “you know if we’re dating it will only last as long as you dont tell Aj, cuz hes going to kill me if he finds out.” I looked back up at with a smirk on his face, “So how does that sound?”

“I think we can keep it a secret. I’ll try my best to not tell Karim either. If he knows then he’s probably going to tell AJ.” he smiled softly and chuckled to himself.

“Aaaaaah, im going to die at the young youthful age of nineteen from an angry beef exfootball player because im dating his adopted, but not really, red headed child with a radioactive alien cat companion.” I laughed loudly, “my fucking adventure sucks.”

“Your adventure doesn’t suck, it’s only just begun actually.” he laughed then leaned closer to me.

“How or Does that mean these thirty minutes is up and we can do something about you sitting on my dick?” I leaned forward closer to him and bite his lips but he pulled away from me just at the right moment.

“No, you keep your hands still mister.” he had that wicked smirk on his lips again, he scooted himself up a bit and leaned his hand back and grabbed my crotch again and rubbing on my junk slowly and softly, “Does this make it harder?”

Groaning a bit i dropped my head back on the mattress and twitching my lips into a smirk as he rubbed me, “Im about to say fuck it and rip that ice pack off you fucking foot and run from you cuz you cant chase me.”

“You can squeeze my thighs, no moving them, though.” Val started rubbing on me more and faster this time through my jeans, squeezing me randomly from time to time.

“Aaaaah how much longer do we have.” i let out a shaky sigh and squeezed his thighs so hard i might leave bruises on his legs.

“Honestly, i dont know.” He started laughing as he rubbed on me.

“Fuck it!” I leaned upwards making Val go backwards so his now on his mattress. He laughed all the way down and i got his arms above his head and his thighs on my hips. “You’re a adorable evil little fucking asshole you know that? I feel like i might have to just spank you so hard on the ass you cant sit for a week, and if its healed i’m spanking you again.”

Val got a soft little pink blush on his cheeks as he started laughing uncontrollably and trying to hide his face from me and turning his face to bury it by his arm and pillow. “Is it time for the cat and bed or?” I asked through my own laughs.

He turned his head to look at me and bit his lip a bit before speaking, “Well, that depends on how much I can make you hot and bothered.” the blush on his cheeks were a shade darker and made those blue eyes look so nice.

I eyed him and smirked, tilting my head to the side a bit then lowering my hips down to press into his knowing that he’d feel the boner in my jeans, keeping his hands above his head, i moved one hand off his wrists and onto his thighs sliding up and down his smooth skin, “Does that help tell you?”

He kept giggling and stared up at me, “It does.” he wiggled his hips and legs against me, grinding on me.

He watched my reaction as i dropped my head onto his chest letting out a soft groan and biting my bottom lip. “Fuck cupcake, you shouldn’t tease me too much. Masturbating won’t fix it this time, but i dont wanna take this too fast.” i put a hand on his hip making him stop grinding against me. I let go of his wrists and put my other hand on his hip as well and pushed myself up from him and ran a hand through my hair and pushing it back away from my face.

He eyed me up and down and licked his lips a bit and smiling at me, eyes filled with need and his hand came up and touched on my stomach “I see you’re being sexy and I like it.”

“I could be so much worse.” I smirked down at him, “but you’re hurt i shouldn’t hurt you anymore than you already are.” I pulled the collar of his shirt down and exposed his collarbone, looking at the bruise i left on him last night. “You should rest up.” i let go of his shirt.

He looked up at me with the sweetest eyes and pouted a bit turning his head to the side a bit and mumbling “Won’t you sleep with me?” in a cute voice that matched that face of his. He played the innocent card so fucking well and it made me smile every time.

Putting a hand on his face and running my hand across his pouty lips, “i could take that two ways.” I whispered low, “you gotta specify which one.” i let my other hand trail down his stomach down to the brim of his shorts and tug on them just a bit to expose his hips to me. “I think if you were laying in my arms, we wouldn’t be sleeping. Or i wouldn’t be because of being distracted by those legs.”

Val popped up, all while giggling and kissed me on the lips softly and quickly before pulling away and smiling, “You’ll get use to it.” he moved a bit of my hair off my shoulders and pushed it behind me.

I stared at him with wide eyes, “No, i really dont think i will. This is all your fault im horny you know that right?” I my hands down his thighs, “Aj thinks im the one who starts this shit, and honestly right now its all you doing it. You’re not as pure as you look.” I ran my nails back up Val’s thighs and got really close to his crotch before squeezing his thigh a bit. “You make me wanna do bad things to you, god damn.”

“But I’m injured, no bad things.” he pouted again and dropped his head a bit so he’d have to look up at me.

I put my hand on his jaw and slowly slid down his neck. Groaning i got up off the bed and him. Running my hands down my face i then shoved my fingers into my hair and pushed it back. I spun around in my spot and my back turned to val, bringing my hands out of my hair and down my face i covered my mouth, “Ohmygod, I dont know what to do with you or anything.” I groaned loudly and kept my back to val and pulled on my face making a very unhappy noise about the boner in my pants. I wanna fix it, i want Val to fucking fix it, but i shouldnt let him and itd be weird if i just jacked off in here and he watched.

I heard him giggle a bit, “Of course you know what to do. You strip, then sit on the bed and tell me to fix what I started silly.” I turned back to look at him and is not injured ankle was tucked under him and he had his hands on his calf and his head tilted slightly to the side with a smile on his face.

“You’re an asshole when turned on, you’re fucking evil. Do you know that?” i turned around to face him unaware if he could tell the raging boner i had that did not feel good pressed to these jeans. “I dont know how you’re all cute and sweet but when aroused you're a fucking asshat.” I chuckled to myself and pulled on my face again.

“But I’m your cute asshat now aren’t I?” he had the sweetest and most pure smile on his lips. Those blue eyes batting his lashes and he played lightly with his red hair.

I walked over to him and put my hands on the edge of his bed and leaned into him. “I dunno, what are we? Hmm?” I hummed and got really close to Val and his space.

He looked down away from me and blushed a bit and looked back up at me, “I’m your boyfriend aren’t I? If not, then I would like to be.”

I stared at him with wide eyes, he kept looking away from me for a second before looking back at me and his blush getting a deeper red. He opened his mouth and i took advantage of that and kissed him. Leaning more into him and taking his face in my hands. He fell back onto the bed and wrapped his arms around my neck, kissing me back. Breaking our kiss, crawled more onto his bed and pressing my leg into his crotch. “Yeah,” I paused and dragged my hands down his chest and stomach, “yeah you can be.” I smiled down at him “at least kissing isn't made awkward and we’ve seen each other naked already.” I chuckled.

He laughed softly and kissed me again quickly on the lips “Yeah, it makes it a lot easier.”

“So what do you wanna do now?” I asked and moved some of his bangs away from his eye. “Im too horny to sleep and need to do something to fix it.”

“Well, we can fix that can’t we? Unless you’d rather take care of it yourself then I’ll just go to bed.” he sighed light heartedly and crawled away from me like he was going to bed and rolled onto his stomach.

“Nu-uh cupcake.” I grabbed him by his hip and rolled him over to face me, “this,” I pointed at my crotch, “is your fault, and you’re going to fix it.” I slipped my hand under his shorts and grabbed him by his dick, feeling it was semi-hard. “And you seem like you might need some help too.” i licked my lips.

Val’s face went to red so fast and he made a cute little inhuman noise. It was so cute that all i could do was laugh at him.I pulled my shirt off and then took of Val’s for him. I helped him ease his boxer briefs and shorts off so he didnt have to get up, and then followed after taking my jeans and boxers off. I laid gently ontop of his and kissed his neck and chest. “How do you wanna go about this?” I picked my head up to look at him.

“We can do the same as last time. M-maybe even get more physical.” He looked away from me and blushed more.

“Like?” i kissed his stomach and down to his hips.

“I’ll let you decide that.” he mumbled and his blush was as red as his hair now.

“Just tell me if i got to far then, okay?” I asked and kissed his stomach once more.

Slipping my middle and ring finger in my mouth and slipping it out I laid between Val’s leg and grabbed his erection in my right hand and put my mouth over the head of his dick. Sliding down to the base of his cock and slipping my left middle and ring finger into his ass. Val’s whole body shivered under me and i felt him bring his legs up beside me. His hand grabbed my hair and he let out a loud moan. Sucking hard on his erection, i bopped my head up and down his length slowly moving my fingers in and out of him. Val was tense holding onto my hair tightly. Sucking on the head of his cock, I curled my fingers upwards, hitting a good spot from Val’s reaction. He let out a loud erotic moan and his body arching upwards. Letting go of his erection with my mouth I scooted upwards, and kissed him on his lips and stroking him off the rest of the way. He started to moan into our kiss and wrapped his arms around my neck, pulling me down closer to him and deepening our kiss. He came and held onto me tightly, his cum sticking to both of our stomachs.

He pushed me forward and made me sit on the bed, he sat on his knees between my legs.grabbing my erection with his slightly cold fingers and he jerked me off, kissing on my collarbone and chest. Making his way up to my neck and kissed me softly moving to the side of my neck and placing a kiss and a quick lick on the side of my neck before opening his mouth and biting down on my neck and sucking. My hands grabbed his ass and pulled him closer letting out a loud moan and putting my head on his shoulder. His hand squeezed my shaft and he moved at a faster pace as he sucked on my neck. My hands slid down to the backs of his thighs and i let out a shaky moan as i came into his hand. Val let go of my neck with a wet pop and then brought his hand up to lick the cum off his hands. Licking my lips, i pushed him back onto his back softly and licked up his stomach cleaning off his jizz off him, then cleaning off my own stomach with my hand and then licking it off .Val stared up at me with half closed eyes and he smiled softly, his chest rising and falling softly.

“You should sleep.” I moved his hair away from his face.

“Are you going to sleep with me?” he asked sweetly.

“Its a tight fit on these beds but yeah.” i moved around him and got under the covers with me, making him turn on his side so i was against the wall and pulled him back into me so his back was against my chest. Aero popped up onto the bed a few moments later and curled up against val. “Good night cupcake.”

“Good night Adri.” He held my hand in his.

When i woke up the next morning, I picked my head up and saw that Val was still sleeping beside me curled up under the blankets. My hands and body were free to move around, so I slowly and quietly got out of the bed so i didn't disturb Val and wake him up. I grabbed a fresh pair of boxers and jeans and went to the bathroom to pee. Admiring the large dark hickey that Val left on my neck. Putting on the underwear and pants on before leaving the bathroom. When i walked out I saw Demyan staring at me in the door way with a cocky look on his face.

“Uuuh, can i help you?” I asked and moved around him, pushing on his chest a bit.

“Oh no, but i do want to ask how it was seducing your own boyfriend with your bite.” He sounded pleased.

“Excuse me?” I looked back at him with a raised brow.

“You have an ability that when you bite someone you can influence their actions and if you feel something for them they will feel that.” He shifted his weight around on his legs and crossed his arms over his chest.

“Uuuh, so…” I paused, does that mean i influenced Val to be sexual with me? I stared down at my feet for a moment. “Does that feeling stay or go away after the night or day is over?”

“It does.” He said flatly.

“So the feelings Val has arent artificial?” I looked back up at him.

“I suppose not.” he uncrossed his arms and put them on his hips, “I am assuming Valentine does have feelings for you, and that is not your bite still affecting him.”

“Alright. Are you going to sleep soon?” I looked at the bedroom then back to him.

“Yes, why?” He stared at me with his brows knitted together.

I walked to the kitchen and looked in the fridge, not seeing what i wanted, i closed it and came back to Demyan “Because i have a cupcake to wake up and you need to be cute...and tiny.” I smiled at him with a stupid wide grin and then watched him shake his head and poof into his little bat form and and flutter off to his drawer he slept in. I walked back into the bedroom and saw Aero stretching on the bed with her upper half lowered down and her fluffy butt and tail in the air. “Princess, did you heal your human?” she yawned then meowed at me, “Im taking that as a yes, so off you go.” I picked her up and gently put her on the ground where she turned and sat to stare at me. “Hey cupcake, its time to wake up.” i spoke softly to him.

He mumbled a bit and pulled his covers up over his face. I smirked before biting my lip. Leaning onto the bed with my left hand i raised my right hand and brought it down slapping him so hard on the ass that the smack echoed through the apartment. Val popped up so quickly with little tears in the corner of his eyes and his cheeks puffed out, “what was that for?”

“That was for the time you elbowed me in my damn ribs that one time.” I smirked at him then leaned forward and kissed him on his lips and nipping his bottom lip softly, “Mornin’ cupcake.” i pulled away from him and smiled at him.

He stared at me with those bright blue wide eyes and blinked slowly and his face growing more pink by the second “M-morning.” he mumbled a bit.

“Mornin!” I smiled at him with a wide grin, “Get up and dressed and cute lookin. We’re going out for breakfast. I need some fucking huge cinnamon rolls and coffee so thats what we’re going to get.” I leaned up and took a step away from him and avoiding Aero so i didn’t step on her. Turning around i grabbed a loose tank top and tossed it on putting on my socks and ankle boots afterwards. I looked behind me to see Val staring at me still, I got a bit closer to him and clapped loudly once, “Cmon cupcake, my cinnamon rolls be callin my name!!”

“What about our run?” he tipped his head to the side and blinking at me.

I put my hands on my hips and tilted my head back to think before snapping it back up. “We run to the cinnamon rolls that are calling my name?”

“But that’s counter productive if we run there then you eat a huge cinnamon bun.” he said with a raised brow and kinda flat voice before laughing softly to himself.

“New plan. I go and get cinnamon rolls by myself like a loser and then bring you one later, or.” I paused and smiled at him, “we could be a cute gay couple and go on a breakfast date but noooooo cupcake doesnt wanna enjoy the sweet chewiness of a cinnamon roll with me.” I then pouted real hard and spoke in a sad voice, “this makes me a very sad puppy, saddest puppy of them all.”

He stared at me then his face got so red so quickly, then put his hands on his cheeks and dropped his head down a bit, “O-Okay, I’ll get dressed.”

“Fuck yeah!” I threw my arms up in the air, “thank you cupcake!” I walked over to him and took his hands off his face and kissed him softly on the lips, pulling away from him “I’ll let you decide what we do next or run however long you want us to when we get back.” I smiled and let go of his hands and leaned back up, “Cmon! Get cute and adorable! We’re getting cinnamon rolls bigger than your butt!”

#Valentine Hicks #Adrian Howell #Aj and Karim #Kane #OcStory #Magical boys

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The One Where Sam Is “Landmine Fine”

Sam was tired. He was so fucking tired. He’d slept, but he’d woken up tired. It had been happening like that for almost a week. It was driving him insane. His nerves were on edge, every small annoyance seemed life altering. Noises seemed loud, even when they weren’t, and when they were they seemed to ring through Sam’s whole body, shaking him to the core and making him want to lash out. He’d been in the kitchen making breakfast when he dropped his pan, his eggs falling to the floor with a smack, the pan clanging loudly.

Sam’s shoulder’s tensed so hard they pressed up against his neck. He fought the urge to scream as he bent down and picked up both the egg and the pan. He threw the egg in the trash and the pan in the sink, tensing again at the sharp sound of metal on metal. He leaned forward, his hands pressing hard onto the ledge of the sink, his shoulders hiked up by his neck again as he tried to breathe through the invisible fire he could feel dancing on his skin. He pushed off the sink hard, breathing heavy as he left the kitchen.

He could feel that feeling under his skin again. It was almost a tingle, an itch. He could feel it running down his arms, fogging his head, swelling his tongue and filling his mouth. He almost made it to his room before it spilled over, but he didn’t quite make it. He was three doors away when a strangled scream fought its way out of his throat and he slammed his fist into the wall as hard as he could. He rested his head against the wall and gently pulled his hand out. He let his eyes fall closed as he dropped his hand to his side.

“You okay?” Bucky’s voice asked from his right. Sam jumped a little and turned his head slowly. Bucky was standing in the hall looking at him, his arms at his sides, his fingers barley peeking out of the baggy long sleeve shirt he was wearing. He looked small. Sam was always shocked at how small he looked now, especially when he was wearing layers, and he was always wearing fucking layers. Sam shook his head and looked to Bucky’s face, he looked concern, but like he was trying not to look concerned.

“I’m fine.” Sam grunted around his clenched jaw. Bucky nodded slowly.

“Okay.” He said, and then paused, he looked at Sam and slowly shoved his hands into his pockets.

“It’s just…” he started, shrugging a little as Sam looked at him.

“I think the wall might disagree.” He finished, his eyes moving to the hole Sam had made. Sam looked to the hole and then back to Bucky.

“I’m fine…now.” Sam said slowly. Bucky’s mouth dropped open a little and he squinted at Sam before he nodded again.

“….Okay.” he said, shrugging a little. They looked at each other for a long time and then Bucky inhaled loudly and coughed.

“You wanna get some food?” he asked, squinting at Sam again. Sam looked at the hole he’d made again and then to Bucky.

“Uuuh…” he drawled, swallowing hard as he looked at Bucky.

“It’s just food man. Don’t hurt yourself thinking about it. Listen to your stomach. Food or no?” Bucky said. Sam could swear he was smiling. He felt that tingling on his skin sink away a little, falling back behind the grumbling in his stomach. He sighed and shrugged.

“Yeah okay.”

Bucky nodded again.

“Cool.” He said and then spun around and headed for the door. Sam followed him slowly, watching Bucky idly as he shrugged on his jacket, adding another layer to his outfit. Bucky noticed Sam watching him and finished pushing his arm through his sleeve slowly.

“I get cold sometimes.” He said slowly, sounding small. Sam nodded at him and pulled on his own jacket. Bucky opened the door and stepped back to let Sam through. They walked for a long time, Bucky leading by just a hair. They stopped when they got to this diner that Sam had never noticed before.

“Has this always been here?” Sam asked as Bucky held the door open for him again.

“Depends on what you mean by always I guess. Was it here in the 40’s? No. Has it been here since I moved into the tower? Yes.” Bucky said, walking to a booth near the back and sitting down. Sam noticed he sat on the side facing the door, it was a habit he had. The morning air had cooled him down a little, his skin didn’t feel as hot anymore, and his head felt a little clearer.

“I recommend the cheese burger. Extra pickles. Fries on the side obviously. And a shake if you’re feeling fancy.” Bucky said, lacing his fingers on the table top as he looked across at Sam. Sam pulled out the menu and looked it over. He got the feeling Bucky was only talking this much to fill the silence. Because Sam hadn’t ever heard him talk this much.

“Shakes are fancy?” Sam asked, looking down at the menu and not really seeing anything that was written there, all the words and pictures blurring together as his eyes refused to focus.

“Yeah sure. Why wouldn’t they be?” Bucky asked, tilting his head a little. Sam snorted and kept pretending to look at the menu. He didn’t know why but he really didn’t want to look at Bucky right now. The waitress came and asked what they wanted to drink. Bucky told her both their orders and she smiled and walked away, Sam’s stomach flipped when he heard Bucky tell her that Sam would have a cherry coke, with only a little cherry syrup. He didn’t know when Bucky had learned his drink preferences and wasn’t about to ask.

“Were they fancy in the 40’s?” Sam asked, smiling a little when Bucky snapped his eyes off the window and back to Sam.

“Huh? Oh, uh, no not really. But we couldn’t really afford them most of the time, not when we got food too anyway, so we only really got them on special occasions.” Bucky said with a shy smiled as he looked down at the table. Sam nodded and opened his mouth to say something but Bucky cut him off.

“So what are you getting?” he asked. Sam shrugged.

“What you said probably.”

“Good choice.” Bucky said, smiling a little again. Sam felt himself smile back, and for the first time in a few days the smile felt real. The waitress came back with their drinks and took their orders. They sat in peaceful silence until their food came, Bucky looking at his fingers and picking at them, Sam watching him. They ate in silence for a few minutes too, until Bucky shattered it with the question Sam had been dreading.

“So what’s going on?” Bucky asked, dipping a fry in his milkshake and then shoving it in his mouth. Sam took a deep breath and shoved a few of his own fries in his mouth. He didn’t answer for a long time. Bucky waited patiently, eating slowly across from Sam, not even looking at him. Like he knew Sam needed time, not pushing him.

“I haven’t been sleeping.” Sam said, his voice low, almost a whisper. Bucky stopped chewing for a moment and then kept going as he looked at Sam slowly. He nodded and Sam opened his mouth and let everything spill out.

“I mean, I have been sleeping, but I wake up and I’m tired. Like I didn’t actually sleep, even though I know I did. And just that is making me feel like I’m going insane. Like, how in movies and shit you see someone put something somewhere, and then it’s not there when they come back, and it happens over and over until they’re a mess. That’s what it feels like. I get sleep but I don’t get rest and it’s infuriating.” Sam pulled his drink towards him and took a sip.

“I’m on edge all the time now. Noise makes it worse. Quiet noises, loud noises, it doesn’t matter. Everything makes this anger inside me flare up. I don’t know where it comes from. I’m not…actually angry. I don’t have anything to be mad about really. It’s just…there. And every small thing makes it worse.” Sam said, shaking his head and eating a few more fries before continuing.

“I can feel it on my skin. It runs down my back sometimes. Feels like that first moment you step under the hot water in the shower, that heat just runs down my back like that and spreads out across my skin, under it, over it, I don’t know which. It just fills my blood and my head and I just feel like screaming. Like I did today.” He said, looking at Bucky finally, briefly, and then taking another drink.

“I feel like I’m about to shatter any second most of the time. Like my cool outer composer is just gonna slip and I’m gonna lose it. I feel like a landmine. Does that make any damn sense?” Sam asked, his throat was tight, his hands shaking against his glass. Bucky nodded, his brow furrowing.

“Like any small amount of pressure is gonna set you off. Like all that shit inside you will just burst out without your consent at the wrong time. Like that?” Bucky asked, his voice quiet. Sam felt a hot tear run down his face. He wiped it away quickly as he felt his chest loosen. Bucky had explained it so damn simply. And the way he was looking at Sam. Sam knew he understood. Knew he felt like that too sometimes. Sam nodded.

“Yeah. Like that.” Sam said, his lip quivering. Bucky nodded.

“Yeah. I hate that feeling.” He said with a small smile. Sam smiled back. They sat quietly again after that. Finishing their food and ordering a few more shakes. Sam cleared his throat and looked at Bucky through his lashes.

“So, do you think you get cold sometimes because of them putting you in cryo? Like…what are they called… like latent memories or feelings or something?” Sam asked, taking a drink of his shake as he watched Bucky.

“Yeah. We’re pretty sure that’s what it is.” Bucky said with a nod.

“We’re?” Sam prompted.

“Oh, uh, me and Dr. Cho. She’s still doing some tests though, just to make sure.” Bucky said, rubbing his finger against the table top nervously.

“Oh, right. Well that’s good I guess. I hope it goes away soon.” Sam said. And he meant it. He’d seen Bucky shivering in his sleep once. He’d been on the couch, knees pulled up to his chest, face contorted in pain, his whole body shaking. He didn’t want him to have to keep going through that.

“So I’m thinking we need a code for you.” Bucky said, Sam blinked at him.

“A code?” Sam asked.

“Yeah. For when you get that feeling. So I know when I can and can’t be an asshole to you.” Bucky said with a smile. Sam laughed and shook his head.

“But seriously. Just so I know. Just so someone knows.” Bucky said, looking at Sam with wide eyes. Sam took a deep breath.

“What kind of code were you thinking?” Sam asked, worrying his straw between his teeth as Bucky looked around the diner, his eyes jumping from this to that and then back to Sam.

“I got it. You can say your ‘landmine fine’.” Bucky said.

“Landmine fine?”

“Yeah. You’re fine on the outside, but if someone touches you, or pushed the wrong button, or makes the wrong noise, you won’t be fine anymore. A slight outside pressure might set you off. Landmine fine.” Bucky said, spreading his hands on the table and inclining his head. Sam thought it over as he watched Bucky suck down the rest of his milkshake, his straw making that obnoxious noise as it tried to get the last dregs from the bottom of his glass.

“I like that.” Sam said, nodding slowly. Bucky looked up at him over his shake.

“Okay then. That’s the code. If you ever need anything, just tell me that and I’ll have your back.” Bucky said, the corner of his mouth moving upwards as he smiled crookedly at Sam. Sam smiled back and then looked at the table.

Bucky paid for Sam’s lunch and then they walked home. Neither of them said anything after they left the diner. They barely said anything to each other for a while. And then about a month later Sam woke up covered in sweat. He took a cold shower but he couldn’t shake that feeling. His skin was itching and he felt like he was going out his mind. He padded down the hall and knocked on Bucky’s door. The door opened slowly a few moments later. Bucky looked at him, his hair a mess from sleep.

“You okay?” Bucky asked, his eyes flitting over Sam’s face and then down to his bare chest and then back up to his face. Bucky cleared his throat and waited for Sam to answer. Sam already felt the feeling leaving, the blush creeping into Bucky’s cheeks had something to do with that he had no doubt.

“I’m fine.” Sam said quietly.

“Fine fine or landmine fine?” Bucky asked, his brow furrowing as worry crept into his features.

“Landmine fine.” Sam said, his voice cracking as tears threatened. Bucky stepped forward immediately, his fingers wrapping gently around Sam’s biceps.

“Hey hey, it’s okay. You’re gonna be okay. Come in here.” Bucky whispered, pulling Sam into his room and closing the door behind them. He crawled back into his bed and motioned for Sam to follow him. Sam crawled in after him and sighed when Bucky curled up behind him and wrapped his arms around him, pulling Sam to his chest.

“I got you.” Bucky whispered, his lips brushing Sam’s shoulder as he comforted him. Sam took a deep breath and let it out again, closing his eyes, tears dripping onto Bucky’s pillow. He felt Bucky’s thumb rubbing gentle circles into the skin of his chest.

Bucky whispered to him again, reassuring him that he was okay. That Bucky was there. That he wasn’t going anywhere. Sam nodded and felt the itch under his skin ebb away, his head going fuzzy with sleep instead of anger as he drifted off in Bucky’s arms.

#sambucky #winter falcon #my writing #so like i'm not sure i got how sam (and myself) are feeling #into words properly #but its super fucking hard to explain and i just needed to get this out of me #ficlet #sambucky ficlet #winter falcon ficlet

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draco9236 · 8 years ago

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Challenge Game with forty some-odd questions wtf guys

Rules: Answer all questions, add one question of your own and tag as many people as there are questions (uuuh. Sure. Never gonna happen haha)

Thanks @jem-scribbles for the tag, well, I just feel tagged, as I follow her and it says „everyone following me“

1. Coke or Pepsi: Coke 2. Disney or Dreamworks: Disney!!! Always been a Disney girl 3. Coffee or Tea: tea 4. Books or Movies: Depends… I’m a movie nerd, but if it’s the right book, I LOVE reading 5. Windows or Mac: Windows 6. DC or Marvel: Marvel. Not really a DC fan in general. Christian Bale’s Batman was awesome, but otherwise I’m not a fan 7. Xbox or Playstation: I have a Xbox, but Playstation has the better singstar games, so maybe I should have gotten that 8. Dragon Age or Mass Effect: Don’t know either of those. The word dragon causes a Pawlowish reaction though 9. Night Owl or Early Rise: Both. Sleep is overrated 10. Cards or Chess: Cards

11. Chocolate or Vanilla: Vanilla

12. Vans or Converse: Converse 13. Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash or Adaar: WTF? 14. Fluff or Angst: Angst!!! Fluff… Both! I’m a sucker for angsty fluff, as long as angst is the main influence 15. Beach or Forest: Beach with a town close by, because I can’t keep still long enough and I’m not the “be grilled like a roast” kind 16. Dogs or Cats: Dogs. Dogs. Dogs. DOGS!!! I don’t like to be a kitty’s can opener and nothing else. When I want to cuddle, I WANT TO CUDDLE 17. Clear Skies or Rain: Clear skies, though I love the occasional thunder 18. Cooking or Eating Out: I love cooking and experimenting with new recipes 19. Spicy Food or Mild Food: the mild spicy. I like my tastebuds intact 20. Halloween/Samhain or Solstice/Yule/Christmas: We don’t really have Halloween over here, so I’ll stick with Christmas 21. Would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot: Too hot, because cold feet keep me from sleeping 22. If you could have a superpower, what would it be? Flying or invisibility 23. Animation or Live Action: live action (still love Disney though) 24. Paragon or Renegade: Don’t know those, but thanks for making me feel stupid again

25. Baths or Showers: Showers. Used to love baths, but I just don’t have the time 26. Team Cap or Team Iron Man: I understand both, but probably Cap 27. Fantasy or Sci-Fi? Both… maybe a bit more Sci-Fi – I’m a Trekkie after all 28. Do you have three or four favourite quotes? If so, what are they: “You think I’m strange because I’m different, I think you’re strange because you are all the same” – sorry, I’m not good with quotes when they are asked of me

29. YouTube or Netflix: Definitely both. You Tube for music and interviews, Netflix for all the amazing TV shows I don’t have on DVD yet

30. Harry Potter or Percy Jackson: Pest or cholera… Okay, I actually enjoyed the HP movies… 31. When You Feel Accomplished: Finishing all my work and not having messed up anything

32. Star Wars or Star Trek: Star Trek… I’m a Trekkie of (my) first hour. But I love Star Wars as well (aside from episode 7, let’s just forget that exists!) 33. Paperback Books or Hardback Books: My favorite books need to be Hardback, everything else can be Paperback. I’m a bit weird when it comes to bends in the back covers. Have an ebook reader now, which makes it easier 34. Handwriting or Typing: Typing 35. Velvet or Satin: cotton 36. Video Games or Movies: Movies 37. Would you rather be the dragon or own the dragon? Shit, that’s hard! Own the dragon and use the “Eragon” talent to see through its eyes

38. Sunrise or sunset: Both beautiful... probably more into sunsets 39. What’s your favourite song? Right now? Lighthouse by Collabro – changes constantly 40. Horror Movies yes or no: YES!!! The closer to reality, the better. Psychological horror is the best kind (don’t lock me up! I’m harmless!) 41. Long hair or short hair: Short hair, haven’t had long hair since I was two years old. 42. Opera or Theatre: Theater (MUSICALS!!!) 43. Assuming the multiverse theory is true and every story ever told has really happened somewhere, which one of the movie/book/tv show/game/etc worlds would you pick to travel to first? Yeah, TARDIS and the Doctor – because he can get me EVERYWHERE and EVERYWHEN (why choose one, if you can have them all?)

44: If you had to eat only one thing for the rest of your life what would it be? Shit, don’t know... will probably not live long with that diet either way

45: Older guys or young guys? Older, though not by that much. Though I guess it depends on the man…

46: If you could erase any show from TV history, what would it be? Sex and the City 47: Singing or dancing? Singing

48: Instagram or Twitter? I only have Instagram but only recently started using it

49: What quote or saying do people spout but is complete BS? Shit, I don’t know. Lots of shit.

50: If there was a time period that you would gladly time travel to to live or visit, what would it be? Middle ages, though I fear they might burn me alive, lol.

51: If you could take one fictional character into this world to live with you and what not, under the contingency that the movie/book/tv/game universe they came from acts as if they never existed, who would it be and why? I have a lot of favorite characters… Love Damon Salvatore’s wit, The Doctor’s charm, Alec Hardy’s grumpy loyalty… I could go on and on…

52: What’s the story behind your tumblr account? Not much of one. @nannyogg123 lured me over and now I’m stuck

My question: 53: Who comes always up with these questionnaires?

Tagging @hazelcmist, @thedeliriumtennants, @tennantsforever

#crazy questionnaires #had so much fun

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the-fiction-witch · 3 years ago

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The Husband P6 & 7

REAL LIFE: COUPLE TBS X READER RATING: SWEET

I sat in the cage fearful, panicked trying every trick I knew to try and escape but I saw one of the men come around, I squirmed and thought all I could as he opened the cage and stabbed my arm with a needle of something I didn't know what shutting the cage again leaving me to slowly slip into a dark restless sleep.

I woke up with a jump, I was on a cold stone tile floor, in a dark room. I didn't know where I was or what had happened to me since. I opened my eyes and saw I was in a bathroom a dark blue bathroom with some gentle salt lamps on, I was chained to a pipe by my ankle and my hands still cuffed but I had no gag "Help! Please! Someone help!" I yelled trying to fight against the restraints "Sshhh" a voice said it was sweet, calm, gentle "it's okay" she smiled as she stood at the door, she was undeniably a beautiful woman, she stood in the doorway in some black kitten heels, the rest of her body hidden below a dark blue and floral kimono, her hair up in a tight updo, make up across her face down perfectly with a blood red lipstick "Please, whatever you want with me, just let me go please! Take my money, my car, whatever you want just let me go" I begged her "Sshhh, it's alright. I know that place must have been stressful for you" she says coming to kneel beside me "here, for you" she smiled taking a dark blue ceramic mug from the side of the bath and instantly I noticed it was tea I shook my head but she looked upset "I made it for you, uhh here" she said taking a sip then offering it to me again I didn't want to trust her but I hadn't drank anything for days I took a long sip which made her smile she put the tea down between us and moved unlocking my handcuffs instantly I grabbed the cup and drank the rest "you where thirsty" she giggled "a bath, or a shower. Its up to you I'll see you later" she smiled unlocking my ankle and leaving the room leaving the door open a crack.

I decided on a shower as I hadn't washed in anyway in a while now, I got the water as hot as it would go almost burning me I wanted all this to be a dream, a nightmare trying to wake myself up but if the burning against my skin meant anything, this was real. Once I felt clean I climbed out noticing a small pile of clothes on a heated rail for me, a pair blue slightly elasticated of boxers, a loose fitting white and blue long sleeve cotton shirt and nothing else. I got dry and dressed surprisingly it all fit me fine, I went out the little bathroom seeing the nice old fashioned house with roof beams and half decked walls, this place was old and fairly dark. I could hear that woman singing a gentle song I followed the sound and found a little traditional style kitchen a little cluttered and busy with her stood doing some washing up just as I had last seen her "ohh hello there. Have a nice wash?" She asked as she must have heard me come down the stairs "Uhhh yeah." I answered "Good, now you must be hungry too. If you like I could fix you something?" "Uuuh, no, no thank you" "You sure? I made cookies" she smiled "you coming in or are you just gonna stand in the hallway" "Sorry" I answered coming into the kitchen trying desperately to hold the shirt so she didn't see much of me "Hi" she smiled "Hi" "You alright?" She asks and I didn't answer "they promised me they wouldn't be rough on you." She cooed coming over and giving my cheek a stroke "you don't trust me yet? Do you" "No" "In time" she smiled giving my cheek a kiss and returning to her washing up "cookies are in the jar if you want one" she says "What do you want with me?" "Peace" she smiled "What do you mean?" I asked her coming a little closer I admit I was hungry and I did kinda want a cookie, I leant against the dining table a little and she smiled finishing up and turning to me "Let's just say my family are... Very concerned about the family image. And having a daughter unmarried, no children, who lives far from the family and such. Doesn't exactly look good" she explained "they've been badgering me for years about a husband. They gave me an ultermatum, get married on my own before a set date and if so hadn't they where taking me to the auction and buying me a husband" she explained "I picked a few out I didn't mind but, I got you. And I'm very happy with you Thomas" she smiled getting the jar and handing it to me so I happily has a cookie "So... Your not going to use me as a sex slave?" "Well, let's not rule anything out" she joked making me laugh a little too "not unless you want to. Your my husband and if that's all you want that's all I want" "Your not going to torcher me? Or anything like that" "No, you can relax" "Would you... Let me go home?" "I would, but if you left me too I'd never hear the end of it. you need to stay but I'll happily take you home to get your stuff and such" she explained "so? Do you wanna stay or are you going to try and break my windows and run off every time I turn around" "Ill think about it"

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iankeygenius · 7 years ago

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Heart of Iron: Andrea - part 4 (Bad Boy Romance) (Beyond the flesh) - Chapter 1 Flap in the head

Uuuh uuuh…

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground

Try this trick and spin it, yeah

Your head will collapse

But there's nothing in it

And you'll ask yourself…

Where is my mind?

Andrea doesn’t have his feet in the air and his head cracked open on the ground, but he wonders where is my mind while looking out of the window of Count Dorian Agency’s black car.

It’s past midnight, but the night hasn’t yet begun for he and Maicol.

With The Pixies on his iPod, singing about a psycho-emotive confusion like his, he touches his leg, brushing the, now familiar, Versace fabric; warm honey, gray trousers brush his skin like the hands of an attentive lover.

As Susanna had been…

At least, so he had thought, before she dumped him on New Year’s Eve. Then he realized that even love can be faked. It just takes one of the two to be lost in the other and it’s done.

After spending the whole of January cursing himself and February beating himself up, a strange apathy has taken over in March. One reason could be that the sky has been gray ever since Ian left at the beginning of the month.

Thanks to Ian, family, and his new friends at the agency, Andrea hasn’t got into any particular messes and has concentrated on study and work. But he no longer feels like doing anything unless really necessary. He eats and sleeps, studies and works, because he has to.

Everything seems to have lost its appeal. But Ian has said that it’s just a phase.

It’s like when you take down the decorations at the end of the Christmas holidays. The house suddenly looks bare and sad. “In reality, it’s just returned to normal. It was the lights and colors that made it festive,” Ian explained. “And your days will come back too. You just have to give yourself time and find your balance again.”

Andrea is repeating it to himself again when his phone vibrates. He pulls it from the back pocket of his tight trousers with elastic around the ankles. They look like pajamas, but are in fashion. But he’s puzzled by the suspenders that he was obliged to wear over his white top. More than thirty people at the agency have already pulled them; unfortunately, the flap against his chest appears to be an offering that all those who see him are happy to leave.

He sees Ian’s photo flashing. In the picture, Ian’s wearing a black fleece, hood down, and is smiling spontaneously, captured leaving a movie theatre on one of their nights out.

Andrea quickly takes off his headphones and answers the video call. Another world, full of lights and sounds, appears in the palm of his hand.

“Hi Ian!” he shouts with a sudden burst of good humor, holding the smartphone up for the camera. “How-”

Ian coughs and gestures him to wait as the city’s car horns and people’s voices echo around.

Judging by the wind blowing Ian’s hair flat, as though on a motorbike and with no helmet, it must be freezing cold in New York. His scarf is still around his neck, but he’s wearing it out of etiquette rather than as someone who has caught bronchitis and should be resting.

Andrea clenches his jaw, worried again, as Maicol slides along the car seat to get closer and then shakes his head.

“He doesn’t seem any better,” mutters Maicol, looking at the screen.

“No…” says Andrea.

“How’s it going lads?” asks Ian with a hoarse voice and hand to his throat, so pale that he stands out more than the lights behind him. The unmistakable Times Square, the Manhattan intersection famous all around the world for its bright billboards, dazzles and reverberates the kaleidoscopic glares inside the cars.

“How are you?” asks Andrea. “Are you taking the antibiotics? And the syrup?”

Walking quickly, Ian lifts his eyes to the night sky and nods, as the enormous Disney Store sign turns his skin yellow.

“So why do you still have so much catarrh?”

Ian shrugs. “You don’t get better just like that,” he replies, raising his eyebrows.

Andrea gets the subtle hint. “Take your medicine and wrap up more!”

“Ok future doctor. Anything else?” Ian smiles, as the blue Forever 21 sign goes by and then makes way for the crystalline Swarovsky.

“The same thing I’ve been telling you for a week: stay in bed and relax for a few days.”

Ian shakes his head. “That’s one of the few luxuries that I can’t afford,” he jokes, and then stops still, attacked by another coughing bout.

Christian’s blonde head suddenly appears in the screen, his deep blue gaze piercing even from afar.

Why do I piss him off so much? Andrea wonders every time that Christian gives him such a bad look.

Chris is one of Ian’s three secretaries, responsible for the United States just as Marta is for Europe. Andrea met him for the first time when he went to sign his contract at the agency, and is glad to be Italian every time that he sees him. He must have offended him in another life since he just can’t understand his barely hidden bitterness towards him.

Ian moves his head away a little, looking down to the side, visibly uncomfortable, as Christian adjusts his scarf. Then Christian whispers something and Ian nods. “Have you arrived at the Ocean?” Ian struggles to ask.

“Nearly,” answers Andrea.

“Don’t worry. Big Maicol will look after little Blobby.”

“Hey, stop it!” snaps Andrea, turning his head, as Ian starts up with a mix of laughing and coughing.

After what happened with Susanna, Marta said that Andrea had the air of someone in need of cuddling, and gave him the nickname “blonde teddy bear”. Maicol heard it and turned it into “blondy bear”, and from there came “Blobby”. An unbearable nickname, and Ian bursts out laughing, as though it was the first time, every time he hears it.

“Let me know how it goes. It’s important,” says Ian, face now red thanks to the Planet Hollywood sign above his head. “I’m going now. Call me if there are any problems.”

“Ok…” Andrea nods, smiling gloomily.

“Bye. Take care of yourself,” says Maicol, nodding goodbye, and Ian smiles. Then he throws a quick glance just for Andrea, managing to shake him.

He hears Ian’s voice encouraging him: “Come on Andrea!”

And the call ends.

The windy New York evening, with its fluorescent lights and din of the traffic, disappears and everything is quiet and dark again.

Andrea puts the smartphone back in his pocket. The sun had returned for a moment, ripping apart the heavy cloak that covers him. For a moment, emotional apathy and the flap of the suspenders sounding in his head had taken a break.

Uuugh… uuugh… Stop! The Pixies sing.

Andrea strokes the dark leather mask on his face.

Key is about to come into play, and Andrea goes to sit on a bench.

He concentrates on the event that is about to start. Cheering himself up, he thinks about how the sun is always there even when he can’t see it. Just like his friend Ian, who calls him from wherever he is, always finding a moment for him, so he doesn’t feel alone even when an ocean separates them.

#heart of iron #bad boy romance

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the-fiction-witch · 5 years ago

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Tent by the sea P2

TV SHOW ACCUSED

COUPLE JAKE (TBS) X READER

RATING: CUTE + FLIRTY + SMUTT

I yawned as I felt myself wake up, the warm sleeping bags still zipped together, our blankets all bundled around us like we where cataplillas in a little cocoon as we cuddled. There was a harsh and cold sea wind blowing in, I could hear it smashing into the trees, I could hear it hitting the cars, caravans and small builds, as well as said harsh cold sea wind battering the side of our tent, luckily Jake pegged our tent well into the ground as nothing had come lose even in this wind, every so often you could hear the bang of something come lose of a caravan or something like that. I could hear Jake's gentle sleeping breaths his head on his pillow still fast asleep so I nuzzled closer into his neck giving his lips a little quick kiss he groaned as I did gently sturing before yawning and being back completely asleep again. As he did I noticed something I hadn't noticed when I first woke up, when I went to sleep Jake's arms where around my waist sweetly and softly to pull me close and keep me warm but now... Jake's hands sat on my Butt both his hands one on each cheek having a pretty would grip on them. I giggled a little at him what a dirty boy feeling me up while I was sleeping, I shuffled a little closer to him feeling the result of him having his hands on me all night I was shocked having to check I wasn't dreaming of that I felt it wrong, he was huge! I was so surprised such a big cock for such a slender boy. But I suppose he is very tall perhaps that's why it's so big... I noticed him sturing more so I nuzzled close and shut my eyes just as he began to wake.

He yawned gently moving a little his hands suddenly squished my Butt giving it a gentle grope before moving his hands back to my waist "ughhh.... God dam it" he sighed moving his hips a little clearly noticed the problem there

"Good morning" I smiled as I moved

"Ohh morning, you made me jump" he laughs kissing my head "how long have you been up?"

"Longer then you though I was" I smirk kissing his sweet lips

"Uhhh how long?" He asks nervously

"Long enough Jake" I smirked gently rubbing my hand on his obvious Bonner thought his PJ's

"Uuuuuuuhhh! Y/n! Y/n darling stop it please!" he moans pushing my hand away and getting his breath back

"What's wrong Jake? Wouldn't you want me to touch it?" I smirked giving his lips a little kiss he looked scared and panicked more so then I had ever seen him before, and I've seen Jake's face when his mother found out he was the one who smashed the living room window while she was away "wouldn't you want it to go away?" I ask gently grinding against him

"Uuuuuummmmmm!!" He moans grabbing my arse again "please y/n, darling... it'll go away in the shower please don't make me- uuuh!"

"Alright" I smiled hopping over to my bed with my plushie he sat up and messed with his bed head hair a little as he got his breath back "why don't you want me too?" I ask sorting my clothes

"Ohhh uhh, well we haven't exactly been together very long y/n, plus I know what I'm liked we'd wake half the camp site" he says making me giggle

"Hehe I'll have to figure a way to make you quiet then" I laughed giving him a kiss "but what where you hands doing in my Butt all night anyway?" I ask

"Ohh I Uhhh I moved in my sleep I think darling" he blushed moving a little and wrapping his arms around me giving my neck a kiss "thank you for the little touching you did do though" he smiled

"You welcome, anytime Jake" I smiled "now you coming for a shower?" I ask

"Oohh yeah, okay," he blushed sorting his stuff too.

We walked over to the shower block hand in hand with our stuff I could tell he has tucked the problem into his waistband to make it less obvious however he was struggling to walk the poor boy, when we got there we noticed something it wasn't a separate women's and men's showers, ohh no it was just showers I assume it was meant to be women on one side of the room and men in the other however there was no signs indicating so I went in one and Jake went in the one next to me they where little stone cubicles so we couldn't see anything of each other once we shut the doors and locked them but we could still chat with each other as we showered I waited a good while as we washed and we chatted before "has it gone away yet?" I ask

"No, little bastad won't Bugger off" he complained

"Why don't you do something then? Make it go away?" I suggest "I could help if you liked?"

"Y/n.... Talking like that is not going to help it go down" he whines

"I'm only suggesting Jake" I smiled as I washed

"I know you are... It just, doesn't help when your talking like that at me, plus you are naked on the other side of that wall which also isn't helping" he says

"It's alright I'm done now" I laughed turning off my water and starting to get dry and dressed "I'm gonna head back and make breakfast, see you in a bit Jake" I laughed as I got out

"Okay y/n, ohh before you go... Could I get a kiss?" He asks

"You're in the shower?" I laughed

"I can poke my head out the door" he says

"Alright" I laughed and he quickly popped his head out the door his hair flat and wet and water Running down his body I smiled and gave him a kiss which he happily returned "see you in a bit" I smiled

"See you" he blushed kissing me again before going back in his shower so I went off back to the tent.

I smiled as I sat trying to make eggs for breakfast but the wind kept putting my little gas cooker out when at last I saw jake coming back his hair still all wet,

"what took you so long?" I ask

"Uhh? ohh... I like a long shower that all darling" He shrugs giving me a kiss as he hung his towel over the windbreak and pegged it down so it wouldn't blow away In this wind "Hi" he smiled sitting with me "whats for breakfast?"

"half fried eggs" I sigh

"aww its okay, maybe we could walk into town get one of those sea sides all-day breakfasts or something?" he suggests

"Nah, I wanna stay here and cuddle" i smiled nuzzling into his shoulder

"We can cuddle while we walk darling" he smiled playing with my hair

"Umm five more minutes" I groan Hugging him close sitting in his leg

"Okay y/n, five more minutes" he smiled "you want to lay in your bed?" He asks and I shake my head "do you want your plushie?" He asks and I nod he went to move but u wouldn't let him "darling, you want your plushie you have to move" he says

"No, your my plushie, your my big snuggly Teddy bear" I smile

"Awww darling" he blushed "your far to sweet to me" he says holding me close as we cuddled up.

"Goodnight Jake" I smiled giving him a kiss as we sat in his bed

"Goodnight y/n," he smiled giving me a kiss even if it didn't stop turning quickly into a snog till I pulled back

"Sleepy time Jake" I laughed tapping his nose

"Your right, sorry... I got carried away," he blushed giving me another kiss before I hopped over to my own bed getting tucked in and hugging my plushie he laid down too getting cosy and turning off the light I waited a while listening to the wind on our tent

"Jake?" I ask

"What is it darling?" He asks as awake as I was I could just see him in the tent so I out my hand across towards his airbed and I heard him laugh "alright" he smiled as I felt his hand interwining with mine "we could just cuddle if you wanted y/n?" He suggested

"No, just hold hand" I yawn

"Alright" he smiled "goodnight darling" he whispered his thumb gently rubbing my hand

"Goodnight Jake" I smile drifting off to sleep.

When I woke I could hear the wind hitting the tent wall on Jake's side the cavus moving in the wind, the rain hitting our roof and door, the gentle clicking of zips hitting each other, I shuffled a little in my sleeping bag as my legs where still asleep hearing the fabric of my sleeping bag and blankets make an odd noise as they moved, there was hardly any light when I opened my eyes, even if I thought the time meant it should have been light but this wind and rain denotes a storm over us so it was terribly dark, I jumped Hugging my plushie close as the thunder cracked thought the sky lightning limminating our tent for a second before darkness again. I turned over a little to face inside the tent nuzzling my head on my pillow a little. As I did I heard another noise quieter then the rain and the wind, but I could hear it all the same I listened carefully in the almost pitch black tent it was a noise I recognized but couldn't place for sure so I listened closer leaning out my bed a little

"Uuhh...... Uuuuhh... Umm...uuummmm... Y/n.... Darling...." I was sure that's what was being whispered it must have been Jake I mean we are in a tent the options are fairly limited, by now my eyes had begun to adjust to the darkness, I could see his air bed and his sleeping bag,the bag and blankets slightly moving up and down but not like breathing it was too fast, his head was tucked up alot but I couldn't see his eye twitching and moving where he was clearly awake "uuuuuhhh... Please.... Y/n" he muttered

"Please what?" I ask making him jump out his skin

"Ahhhhh! Y/n! You scared the living shit out of me!" He yelled

"Heheheh I was just curious what you where up to Jake" I smiled leaning in his air bed

"Uhhh nothing" he blushed

"Jake? Do you think I'm stupid?" I ask

"No..." He blushed

"I know exactly what you where up to? What's wrong didn't get enough during your extra long shower?" I ask

"No I didn't, someone else came in I felt... Weird about getting off" he says

"So you where trying in the shower" I giggled

"Of course I was" he says "there Uhhh... There was a little hole in the wall between us..... I Uhhh.... I got to see you" he blushed unable to finish the sentence

"See me? Jake you naughty boy" I giggled "well that's not very fair, after all I haven't seen anything of you"

"I am sorry y/n I didn't want to wake you, I was trying to be quiet and-" he began

"I'll help" I smiled giving him a kiss

"Help?" He squeeked

"I'll help so long as you promise to help me out too" I smiled kissing down his neck Running my hand down his chest to meet where his PJ's and boxers where tugged down to his knees his hand still holding his base as precum dripped down his shaft I smirked looking into those chocolate brown eyes as I replaced his hand with my own and gently began to pump

"Uuuhhhh! ... Uuuhhhh!! Please y/n darling, more in close already" he moans under his breath shutting his eyes tight trying hard not to scream in pleasure "I I don't think I've ever had someone else do it" he blushed

"Really? So I'm the first to touch?" I smirk and he nods blushing alot "how am I doing?" I ask

"Fucking amazing..." He groans "y/n please"

"Please what?" I ask getting faster

"Uuuuhhh! Kiss Me, kiss me please" he begs so I smirked and kissed his sweet lips speeding up my hand again almost at the pase he was at before I made him jump he often moaned and groaned I to my mouth his hands on the small of my back often sliding up my skirt a little to feel my skin I deepened our kiss as I moved my hand up and down his shaft keeping at my pase just as his hands slid to my arse and as he felt what I was doing he grabbed my arse tightly in shock before he began groping again, he pulled away and I kissed down his neck "y/n! Darling! I'm close... I'm I'm gonna..." He moaned so I bit on his neck giving him a hiki and just as I did "uuhh uuhhh uuuuh uuh- UUuuughhh!" He moans as I felt his cock stiffen and then suddenly relax as his sticky seed spurted out onto himself as he got his breath back

"I did good?" I ask

"You did amazing" he smiled giving me a kiss and a cuddle "dam it! I didn't bring like tissues or anything with me" he complained

"That's okay" I smiled giving him a kiss and tugging the sleeping bag Away looking at his now soft cock, even if it was still pretty big I smiled and he looked confused before I licked every drop and swallowed it tasted like... Marshmallow fluff a little bit he seemed shocked by it but enjoying it all the same, as soon as I was done I hopped over my bed getting my clothes sorted for today I heard Jake sit up fixing his pants and he wrapped his arms around me giving me a tight cuddle

"Thank you darling, you did very very good, thank you for doing it" he smiled

"Your welcome Jake" I smiled giving him a kiss

"Did you... want me to take care of you?" He asks

"Later" I winked

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