#wait till they find out its The Sex Candle Ghost

[spockvarietyhour]

V "The Conversion" (1985)

[heavenbarnes]

nothing to lose

Bucky Barnes x Female Reader (18+)

Warnings/Contains: swearing, semi!sub bucky, alcohol mention, stripping (male), oral sex (f!receiving), unprotected sex (please use a condom), spanking, dirty talk

Word Count: 3.5k

I’m trying to get back into writing, believe you me, so please appreciate these lil breadcrumbs I’ll try to keep dropping! In the meantime, I love you all x

Bucky had a way about him when he wanted something from you. He had a turn up in comfy clothes, wine bottle in hand way about him. It was a way that you saw right through, but a way nonetheless. The tricky part was deciphering what he wanted.

Now Bucky wanted a lot of things, he wanted a holiday somewhere warm, he wanted to see Phoebe Cates in Fast Times for the first time again, and he wanted...

How do you put it? He wanted...

You opened the front door to him, in his sweatpants and half-up hair glory, a buttery Chardonnay in his right hand. You immediately shot him a look that either asked “what have you done?” or “what do you need?” Objecting that it was just a friendly house call, he came inside and that’s where you ended up.

Curling in the corner of your couch, knees bent in front of you as your cheeks kept a steady warmth fed by the wine. Bucky sat in front of you, legs spread and taking up room, hands gesturing as he continued his story about a time you’d never understand.

“Wait, you just let this slide?” You questioned, shooting him a puzzled glance.

“You have to remember this is the forties,” He jumped up a bit. “Anyways so!”

Forgetting this meant he had an ulterior motive, you melted into the cushions and into his voice as he kept you giggling as the hours passed. It wasn’t until he spouted stupid ideas like truth or dare that you bit back at him, bringing it round to the beginning.

“Fine, fine, pick truth!” He was in the midst of reminding you that wasn’t how the game went but you managed to have him concede with a grumble of “okay, I pick truth.”

“Why did you come here tonight with the ingredients to butter me up?”

His mouth dropped in surprise, a faux surprise that reminded you Bucky had never really been good at lying. Through stutters he got out his words, “I’ve no idea what you mean!”

“Wine, lush stories from before my time, looking lovely and cuddly?”

“You think I look lovely-“

“Bucky!”

He sighed, leaning forward and taking your glass (much to your protest) and placing it with his on the coffee table. He turned back to you, hands bracing your knees at the bend and looking into your eyes. Whatever he wanted, he wanted it bad, and he was going to make your life hell till he got it.

“Now, you’ve got to promise not to shoot this out of the sky like always!”

And there it was, what you knew in the back of your mind he was here to ask for. The same thing he always asked for when it got late and he got needy and wine dropped your reserves. The cheek of him, huh?

“James Buchanan “Bucky” Barnes,” The government name flew off your lips as you stared back at him. “Tell me you did not come all this way to ask for some pussy.”

He wasn’t sure which winded him quicker, the full name and the way it sounded coming off your lips in such a clipped tone, or the fact you said pussy and he needed to hear you say it about a hundred more times. He quickly cleared his mind, getting back to the subject at hand, the one he was determined on.

“Don’t make me sound like a bitch, honey,” he grumbled. “You make me sound like I can’t get any!”

“You can get any, you could walk out onto my street and find any number of people that’d be willing to give it up to you!”

His eyelids dropped, scooting further towards you and gripping your knees harder. It was his turn to call you by your full name, sounding unfairly delicious coming from him. “You know I don’t want just anyone.”

“You know that this,” you flicked your hand back and forth between you two. “This would be detrimental, we work together, we see each other every day.”

“And that is the killer! I see you walking around and kicking ass and looking like everything I ever dreamed of, and I can’t do a damn thing about it.”

You couldn’t help the way your lip rose in a smirk. You knew that Bucky had felt this way about you ever since you helped Sam and Steve track him down. He saw you catch a bullet midair and throw it back, he knew from then he was fucked.

“By the way,” he tacked on the end. “I didn’t come all this way to beg for pussy, I actually enjoy your company and I knew you’d enjoy mine.”

Raising your brows in a “oh, is that right?”, you nodded slowly as your hands came to rest on top of his. “Now, I never said beg, but if that’s what you want to do then maybe we’re talking.”

Bucky’s eyes had fallen out of the early onset of embarrassment, but your words had perked them right up again. He dropped a brow and raised one, urging you to go on. The corners of your lips picked up as everything ticked over in your brain.

Let’s check all the cards on the table, Bucky was unexplainably beautiful, not just in his god-like features but he was right when he said you enjoyed his company. Every time you caught his eyes holding your figure too long, it ignited that little flame burning in you. Lying and hypocrisy weren’t a good look, so there was no use denying that he wasn’t on your mind on lonely nights with only your fingers for company.

“If you want it as bad as you say you do, are you going to work for it?”

Bucky turned closer towards you as you spoke, almost as if he’s unsure of what he was hearing. Your expression gave him a hurry up, until he was clearing his throat. “Of course, yeah of course.”

You brought one of your feet back, pressing the ball of it against Bucky’s thigh and pushing him gently. He quickly got the message and shifted down a bit. Extending your leg, you were able to lay your foot against the crotch of his pants. His eyes moved from his lap before shooting back to you.

“You’ll do whatever I say? You’ll be good and give me what I want?” Pressing your foot down gently, you began to rub it against him as you spoke.

Bucky’s breath caught right in his throat, right hand coming to gently grasp your ankle as you worked against him. “That’s always been it, whatever you want from me, you can have.”

And he had to have been telling the truth, the way you could feel him hardening under the ball of your foot was no lie. Bucky’s head fell back to rest against the top of the couch, eyes closing gently and mouth slightly parting as his fingers drifted up to massage your leg.

His hips stuttered ever so slightly, only the smallest bit and you could’ve missed it if you weren’t so invested with how delicious he looked just then. He was getting harder by the second, pants tightening as you saw the outline of him showing prominently in font of you.

Of course he had a huge dick, of course.

“You want pussy?” You hummed, sliding your foot back and tucking your legs to the side. “You want to eat mine?”

His eyes lit up like he’d been given the world, tongue dipping out against his lower lip and nodding slowly. You turned to place your feet on the floor, beckoning him up and in front of you with one finger. Your mouth curled into an obviously devious smile.

“Strip.”

Bucky was never and will never be a stupid man, he was not impartial to light embarrassment to get what he wants (in fact, it sometimes made him hard). To be honest, you could’ve told Bucky to get starkers on the balcony with the city watching and he would’ve done it, provided he got you in the end.

So there was no qualms and he was pushing off of your knee and stepping into the space between your thighs. Pulling the band from his hair, the strands fell into his face before he brushed them back with a wide span of his hand.

His shirt was the next to go, landing behind him and taught muscles on display. Only natural that your lower lip got tugged between your teeth, until Bucky lent forward and took it between his fingers. He kept leaning in, running his thumb down your lower lip until you were pouting for him.

He was moments away from you, to the point where you each could feel the breath of the other ghosting across your skin. He bridged the infinitesimal gap between you both and lay his lips on yours, tongue immediately finding its way past your teeth.

Of course he was a great kisser, of course.

You fought your inner monologue just enough to place your palms flat on Bucky’s chest and push him back to standing height. “I wanna’ see the rest.”

And he could never deny that girlish smile, whether you were asking him to bring you a drink or rub your back or fetch something off the top shelf. So the way his fingers undid the tie of his sweats, poking into the waistband to draw them down his hearty thighs, told nothing different.

Your teeth gritted together, corners of your mouth dying to quirk up and give yourself away. He just looked so good. Those black briefs were straining, the outline was right there, you almost had it but you held it back.

You wanted to see Bucky on his best behavior.

Rolling the band of his boxers down, your breath caught in your chest. It was a slow descent into insanity as he drew it out and drew it out. You knew it had nothing to do with nerves, everything to do with making you suffer the same way he had. 

But soon, they too hit the floor. This time you were pouting without his help.

This man was from another planet, he had to be. He was cut from a cloth that was woven at the hands of God’s and never to be replicated. All that and he was standing in your living room ready to do whatever you asked.

“Good boy.”

You tried your luck and to your reward, Bucky’s eyes lit up like Roman candles (think church, not fireworks), knees buckling slightly in the twinge of excitement that coursed around him and kissed his skin.

He took his own lead, stepping towards you and tucking his fingers around your bottoms to draw them off. You let him, no use arguing when he was doing exactly what you wanted without even having to say it. You even want as far as lifting your hips for him so he could toss your clothes to land with his.

Bucky’s knees hit the floor in front of you, shuffling in and hooking his arms under your thighs, resting them over his shoulders. His eyes were firmly fixed on where you were softest, wettest, where his mind would always wander on cold nights.

He gently flickered his gaze to you, a look that asked permission.

“Go ‘head.”

And his lips were deathly soft against your thighs, and he could say the same about your skin. He could smell you, so close and so mouthwatering that he was conjuring all his untapped strength to not go wild right at the moment.

Bucky had to remind himself he was a good boy.

Lips coasting their way closer he very gently pressed a kiss to your clit, tongue dipping to roll against it as he sucked in the same motion. Immediately a shiver ran the length of your body, thighs tensing against his shoulders.

Buck’s fingers grasped the muscle of your thighs, massaging to loosen them as his mouth continued to work against you. Your hips rolled against his face, back raising off the couch the mouth his lips suckled your sensitive skin.

The back of your brain was yelling at you, asking why you’d taken this long to let him feel this good kneeling at your feet. Part of it was the fun, the thrill of the chase? Watch him squirm a little bit.

Stubble grazed against you with every minuscule motion he made, the tender burn only heightening your sense. You felt your body chase him, still raising off the couch to follow wherever he went.

You watched the movement of his right arm, slow and steady as your eyes followed it down to the wrist. Fingers grasping his length as he only slightly twisted his grasp around it, hips gently cantering into his own touch.

“God damn, Bucky.” You cooed, hand threaded through his hair and tugging slightly.

He only hummed, a rumble that fed straight into you and the way your legs were closing around his head. His tongue still flittered across you, forcing your eyes shut and incoherent cries to fly off your tongue.

And when your orgasm finally hit you, you were trying your hardest to pull back, but that grip he had on you was locked steady. His mouth was pressed to you, determined to work you through the tide of pressure that was breaking over you.

Your eyes rolling back, heels digging into his shoulder blades, his name becoming the only cry you could remember. He pulled back, chin glistening and hand still steadily tugging at himself, smile reflecting your own hazy expression.

“I was thinking,” You started, leaning forward to tuck some hair behind his ear. “I haven’t heard a lot of begging from you.”

Bucky’s eyes widened, head leaning into your touch just slightly as the hand pleasuring himself stopped altogether. He stayed quiet, the realisation dawning on him that he’d managed a pretty sweet run.

Pulling your hand back, you stood from your spot on the couch and headed for your bedroom. You could hear Bucky shuffling behind you, clambering to his feet and following.

“Wait, wait-“

“You’ve just taken whatever you wanted.”

“But you said to go ahead-“

“Not the point, Barnes, I wanted to hear you beg.”

As you pulled your top over your head and tossed it behind you, he followed it like breadcrumbs until he snuck into your room behind you. Barely acknowledging his presence, you situated yourself against the pillows, cocking your head in his direction.

“Baby, you could just be kind and I could wreck that pretty lil’ pussy.”

Raising an eyebrow, your head recoiled as if questioning his seriousness right now. He realized that wouldn’t slide before he got onto the end of the bed, sitting back on his knees.

Palms pressed flat against his thighs, cock still hard as ever, he drew in a deep breath.

“Can I please fuck you?”

Sighing, you drew yours knees up and kept your legs pressed together, seemingly lying in wait.

“You look so fucking good, taste like heaven, like everything I’ve ever wanted.”

Drawing your finger tips against your chest gently, you listened to what more he could conjure up. His eyes narrowed, the situation ticking over in his head. Raising up he moved up the bed until his hands were on your knees, grasping them before pulling them to the side enough for him to slot between.

“Every night, all I can think about is how I need to bury myself in this hot little cunt, bury you into the mattress as you’re crying my name. Every time I see this tight ass bounce past me I just thinking about splitting it open until you’re seeing stars,”

He lent further into you, nearly nose to nose until it was your turn to go bug eyed.

“You’re fucking mean, you’re nasty and you love to torture me cause you know there isn’t a damn thing I wouldn’t do to have you in my lap with your legs wrapped around me. Almost sad part is, I fucking love it, I love being teased by you and I love chasing your damn tail because I know there isn’t anyone else that’d let me do the fucking things I want to do to you.”

His hands left your knees as they came to cup your jaw, drawing you in until his lips nearly touched yours.

“So, for the love of all that is holy, let me flip you over and split you in two.”

Surging forward you locked your lips onto his and drove your tongue into his mouth, making as much purchase as you could. It was filthy, messy and spit slicked and teeth nearly clashing but it was you getting what you want.

“It’s about fucking time you grew a pair.”

“Oh, fuck you-“

Forgoing the tail end of his remark, he wrapped his arms beneath you and pulled you forward and against his chest. Mouths back and messily working together, you fought your way out of his grasp until you were straddling him.

“But you do look so good under me.”

His hand shot up to crack against your ass, sending you forward where he quickly wrestled you into swapping places. Getting you on your front and pulling your hips back until you were arched, his much smoother movements of heavy petting your backside were welcomed.

Keening into him, shaking your ass just a little to get what you want, he grasped both cheeks and spread them. You must’ve looked a sight, still wet from his mouth and just about everything else you two had done, you felt a metal finger running along the length of you.

But part of him didn’t want to wait a second longer as you felt the bed dip with him raising back up to lay his length down the split of your cheeks. Coating it nicely with your slick, you could feel it prodding against you.

As he slid himself in, his chest came to lean against your back, nestling himself within you and getting used to the snug fit.

“Fuckin’ tight, fuckin’ perfect, all mine.”

He listened for your shaky exhale before he drew back, hips lined up and slamming back into you as your arms gave out. Cheek pressed into the blankets and arms out ahead of you gripping onto whatever you could find purchase in.

Bucky found his rhythm, rolling his hips eagerly into you, sounds of skin blending with the pathetic moans he was wickedly good at forcing from you. His grip on you and the way he was living up to his word of fucking you into the mattress, your mouth was dropped open.

It was like he’d fucked all sense out of you, until incoherent little moans about “how good he felt” and “how big he was” were the only things that were swilling about in your brain. You felt remarkably proud of how long you’d kept together the facade of being in control.

“That feel good, baby? Glad you finally let me fuck you like you deserve?”

More senses of agreement tumbled out of you as you gripped the bed and gripped around him, rolling your hips back onto him to try and match his movements. One of his hands splayed between your shoulder blades while the other lay against your ass.

“So fucking mean, but I fucking love it.”

His hand came back and struck down against your ass with a delicious sting, a cry of his name sounding out of you. He massaged over the area, before slipping his hand down to rub against your clit.

“I always knew you wanted to give in,” His chest huffed as he kept powering into you. “But I liked the little game, naughty girl.”

This time has hand drew back and delivered a slap against your clit, your legs shaking against him he pushed you straight towards your end. You felt your lower half clamp right around him, your body tensing up.

“That’s a good girl, fucking come for me.”

Bucky was a good boy, but you were even better.

Doing as told, you felt your whole body come apart as you slumped forward, shaking slightly as Bucky never let up with his thrusts or his fingers. You felt the wetness against your thighs, knowing he’d well and truly fucked it out of you.

His grip on your waist tightened as he pulled you back into him and rolled his hips against you. Impossibly deep and nearly bulging out your belly, Bucky stayed deep inside you as his hips stuttered.

He held you still as he came, raw moans flooded your ears like a choir as you felt a dumbstruck smile make its way across your face. Feeling the weight of him sink onto you as you both collapsed into the bed.

Resting against his chest, tucked into your pillows, you felt him tracing patterns into your back. You tilted your head up, looking towards him with a smile.

“Hey, Bucky?”

“Hmm?”

“Thanks for coming all this way to beg for pussy.”

“Don’t fucking ruin the moment, beloved.”

[floatinginwords]

Wow! The Jaskier wedding was SO BEAUTIFUL and ADORABLE! I love it 🥰 Would we see the after wedding s*x (if you’re comfortable with that) and their babies? It’s totally fine if you don’t want to do those. But I am loving your series!

A/N: this is not my best and I'm sorry...I have never written any smut before but I hope the little that I did do is okay. (I don't even know if it counts as smut but ill keep practicing) Sorry that I took so long for the request I hope you liked it☺️ I’m getting back into the groove, hopefully I’ll get my momentum back sometimes i forget how hard writing is. I'll be posting the fandom list later tonight..more requests would be appreciated as my brain is literally an empty bubble. 

Pairing: Jaskier x Fem!Reader (sorry to my gender-neutral friends ill do better next time) 

-Jaskier would go out all out romantic for you on the wedding night. I’m talking rose petals, fancy wine, candles, He even carries you into the lodge you’re staying at

******(my attempt at smut below*******

- Okay Jaskier would definitely take his time with you. All his attention would be on you for the night

- it would be very soft and sensual, very loving

- hands would be roaming everywhere, touching everywhere. Jaskier wouldn't leave an area untouched or without attention. He loves being close to you and feeling you and there's nothing more intimate than that to him.

- I truly believe the man is a pleaser and gets off on his partner getting off. If you're happy he’s happy.

- His mouth would be where the main attraction is. He would be a wizard at oral sex. I mean with all the talking he does and the singing! My god i can just imagine the way his breath would ghost over thighs, whispering out his partner's names before his tongue dives in. (stop me now omg)

- He's definitely a talker during sex. Either he's making you laugh or praising you. If its your first time the whole time he's making sure you're doing okay and what you like and don't like.

- the aftercare would be the best. The man would be so cuddly. Would be holding you close to his chest, leaving little kisses on your shoulder. He’d intertwine both your hands admiring the wedding rings on your hands

******okay that’s it I’m blushing so hard omg********

- I think the two of you would wait to have kids for a while. With all the traveling and adventures you two have, you both just wanted to be patient till you found the perfect place to settle

-when you did find the perfect place, the two of you wasted no time, wanting children right away

- when it was confirmed you were expecting, the man was literally speechless. You’ve never seen him at a loss for words

- Jaskier would be protective during the whole pregnancy not wanting you to lift a finger

- if he had to go to shows he’d ask Yennefer or Geralt to stay with you.

- When he felt the kick for the first time

- you’d end up bringing a little boy into the world

-he’d have Jaskier eyes and your smile

- Jaskier would be a fantastic father, doting on you and the baby

- it would be a start to a happy little family and a peaceful life 

[thecosmicsen]

✮ ┆  HAPPY BIRTHDAY INÊS  !!!  @shesin​

he is nervous.  of course he is.  birthdays are one of the biggest milestones of a relationship if not the top one when anniversaries are prioritised.  had someone told him a few years back that he would be painstakingly agonising over his demon girlfriend’s one thousand something birthday,  he would have thrown them a dirty look for their attempted jinx to curse his love life.  but how the tables have turned,  the love of his life is indeed a demon who defiantly stands opposed to the side of God who appointed Jaewoo himself directly.  call them star-crossed lovers doomed to an ill fate,  Jaewoo will beg to differ.  none of the calamity prospects deter him when he knows himself for a fact that it is Inés’ hand he is meant to intertwine his fingers with and ardently commit the rest of his faithful adoring efforts towards.  which is why he worries himself sick with the meticulous planning of his lover’s birthday,  especially when she has no recollection of her birthdate to spend the day celebrating.  everyday is my birthday,  she had smugly informed Jaewoo with a flirtatious wink to accompany.  nevertheless,  she dutifully followed up on her promise to dig around and find out when she came into existence.  finding out it was merely a few days before his own,  he started meticulously stressing over the most intricate details and nitpicking at the underlying symbolism.  

after telling her to go out and spend a little while away  (  but not a place where she will forget about him he had to remind her as his heart constricts to think about Inés going off somewhere without him  ),  he gets to work right away and leaving himself till the last moment.  triumphantly lighting the last candle,  he observes the setup with a critiquing eye before skilfully interjecting all her presents on the table in a way that melds with the decor.  naturally,  he includes himself as a gift to her too but in the sense that he believes he can provide her with a little something for the day and he has to look the part too.  dressing himself up takes up even more time than the preparation and implementation of the apartment’s birthday setup since he has a go at self-tied bondage with black silk ropes he brought for the occasion which tickles him underneath the suit he carefully wiggles into,  already have a hard time with his exceptional sensitivity.   trying to ignore how each of his movements is excruciatingly reminded of the silk ropes that rub across his skin with the barest friction,  he grabs his phone to text her that she can come back now and begins to start the playlist he made to complete the overall glowing rosy ambience. 

(  KKT:  love of my life sweetheart baby angel girlfriend Inés  )  you now have permission to come back but let me know when you’re five minutes away please  !!  I love you  💕💖💝💞🧡💛💚💙🖤♥️😘💞💕💖💗❣️😍😍😍❣️💕💖💝💞🧡💛💚💙🖤♥️❣️

now he is left with nothing but his arrangements to be perceived by the love of his life.  if he could easily sweat,  his bangs would be matted down from his bouts of nervousness.  to compose himself for the waiting game now,  he grabs the handwritten he wrote for her to proofread it for the nth time to make sure he hasn’t oversaw any foolish mistakes. the letter reads as the following:

dear inés,

I sat down for the longest time with the pen in my hand and thought about how I could express the depth of what I feel for you in this moment.  you might think that I have a way with knowing what my own emotions are and how to verbalise them but I also struggle with this sometimes as well.  the truth is,  I could compare how I feel for you with the ways of how the moon and stars never fail to make me feel comforted with their permanent presence in the sky makes me feel protected by a guardian angel who created something so beautiful.  I could tell you that you bring back my memories of what it feels like to be happy when I was alive like the times I used to go out play in the park during the peak of the summer and how I’ll never forget the way how the stickiness of the melting ice-cream would drip with my sweat.  or I could tell you that I could sit down right now and write four thousand letters to annually send to you for the next four thousand years and those words still never be enough to convey how much I love you with all my heart.  

sometimes I wish we had met when I was still alive just so that my human body could have kissed your semblance and have a piece touched by you because I hate to think of an existence devoid of yours.  I would like to believe that we did unknowingly cross paths before but I know for a fact that if we had,  I would have felt the heavy presence of my soulmate nearby.  that euphoria touching my soul probably would have stopped me from the end that I had but I still firmly believe that this is all fate.  I don’t remember everything from my life before but I do remember that my overseeing sergeant used to tell us that the worst peak of training is something we should look forward to because it means nothing but anti-climatic resolution is heading right after and that nothing seems so bad in comparison.  that’s how I feel at the moment when I have the guts to reflect over the little I remember about my time spent alive.  it seemed like a never-ending dragged out battle but I received the decline of the aftermath with some peace when I found you and got to experience the type of love you possess to give to me.  

but today is your birthday and we are going to celebrate your existence so let’s start off with some reasons why I love you  !

♥️  you have the most unique affinity   I say this because I haven’t met anyone who has the kind of self-assurance and confidence as you do.  I have met a lot of people as my time spent over the last forty four years as an apparition but nobody even comes close to you.  there are so many people who pretend to have full genuine confidence but it usually covers up something they hide about what they don’t like about themselves.  you are the only one who doesn’t have this and I could tell straight from the start.  it’s very sexy of you.  I know you already know this but I wanted to let you know that your aura affected me from the very start because I always had this unshakeable feeling about you that you were special and you are special.  how did I manage to find you?  you’re one of a kind.  

♥️  you have a hidden kindness in you   you probably disagree with this but I haven’t forgotten about the time we went to the playground . . .  well I convinced you to come with me.  remember the little toddler who came up to us?  I saw how soft your eyes got when you looked at him and the way how you waved him off.  that natural gentleness threw me off guard but it was so raw and real in that moment that I couldn’t stop thinking about how a demon has a soft spot for babies.  I got to know that you have a different type of kindness in you that you don’t show to everyone but since I’m lucky and got to witness it and even be a recipient of it,  I feel so blessed to have it.  you learnt my boundaries for a relationship and did your best to adapt for a monogamous relationship so your willingness to learn is something I am always so grateful for.  there was a kindness in that too because you never got mad at me for saying those things and always did your best to make sure that I feel happy.  I always see your efforts like how you put hot packets in my jackets till you got me a heated one or how you would give me a kiss when you could tell I was feeling down and needed one.  

♥️  your bravery is incredible   you are probably raising your brows at this one but you are very brave inés.  I don’t know everything you have been through but you don’t let anyone intimidate you.  but most importantly,  you didn’t back out when you were at your most vulnerable and emotional state.  I know it was probably the hardest thing for you to do was to call me up when your emotions were coming in full force again after having them repressed for years and years on end.  it must have been so simple for you to be numb of such intense emotions for the most part.  but then to be hit with something as powerful as that,  especially when emotions are already as fickle as anything,  to hit you back with its sheer intensity . . .  it was not easy for you at all.  I would have felt the need to shy away from the world but you took the chance with me to let you in your space during your weakest.  and I see that as the most valiant form of bravery.  nobody is as strong as you or have the guts to invite someone else in who you don’t know too much about either.  well you knew me but it wasn’t like I was Cyril or anything where you knew me since forever.  I really look up to you for that.  and as you know,  it changed my perspective of you indefinitely.

♥️  you are so driven to have what you want   it just feels both inspirational and I can’t really lie,  it makes my dick hard when I see you doing your business calls or chasing after what you want even if it’s something like going on a hunt for a body even though I wish I could be your eternal and endless supply of blood but that isn’t the case.  you know your mind.  you know you like money,  sex and blood.  you took that into consideration afterwards I confessed to you and asked you if you would be willing to be in a monogamous relationship with me and I’m still over the moon that you decided you wanted to have me.  it’s another very attractive trait of yours which I know you know but you know yourself so well and how to get what you want and then you getting it . . .  wow.  

♥️  you chose love   it speaks in your actions everyday.  you choose to be with me every sunset.  you text me when you’re away from home.  you always greet me with hugs and kisses when we are back with each other again after a long day of running around doing our own thing.  you know exactly what to say to comfort me and what not to say.  you gave up centuries of habits you were doing before being in a relationship with me and gave up on your lifestyle so you could be with one annoying ghost who can’t even take a step out of Seoul.  you continue to consciously make this sacrifice of the kind of life you led before so that we can be together and love each other so I hope you know that I understand the gravity of the condition I asked for you when I said I want to be with you but it can only happen monogamously.  I wasn’t sure if you thought I was worth giving up your lifestyle for but you chose me and I’ll never be able to find the words that convey my gratitude and love for you that you gave up on that for me and only me.  

I hope you can feel a lot of my love for you today and through the presents that I got for you !!  I love you with my entire,  heart,  soul and body.  I can’t wait to spend the rest of your birthdays together with you because your entire existence should be celebrated and worshipped everyday but a little bit more for your birthday.  when can I meet your parents to thank them for bringing you into existence  ?  I’m so so happy and grateful that you are alive and by my side.

with lots and lots of love from your one and only adoring boyfriend, ahn jaewoo

the said presents include a locket heart neck  [  v1 + v2  ]  ,  long distance touch bar bracelets but to make it less ugly paired with matching  ‘ love ’  bracelets  ,  an album of polaroid memories  ,   ring claws for her hunts  to choke him with  ,   personally handcrafted flower crown  ,  a vial of his blood  ,   this wallet with an extra lil surprise in it  ,   reversible octopus plushie  ,   advent calendar so she count down the days she gets to hunt ***********  and lastly  handmade assorted coupon card .

and finally,  the almost sweating but groomed up mess of an apparition boyfriend perches himself in the middle of all the flower chaos with a single rose in his mouth in the paint me like one of your french girls position.

happy birthday Inés  ♥️

[ns-cookie]

“Your Gift~”

//What’s with that title? Well, it’s Valentine’s Day everyone! Okay, let’s cut to the chase. Harry belongs to @alastair-made-me-undo-it (Thanks for the info my dude uwu you awesome) Also finally a Reader Insert for Harry! (1:54 pm) (end at 1:59 pm and starting up at 8:31 pm)

Summary: It’s Valentine’s Day and you were awoken by your boyfriend, Harry. He seems to have something planned for you, wonder what it is.

Warning: Romantic (I suck at romantic crap, sorry), Smut (Consent- I think) Maybe Noncon will be in this. Last warning, I time skip in this (not a lot but if you see ….. yeah).

Last night of work was tiring for you. You went to bed without even giving your boyfriend a kiss goodnight, all you did was lay down and pass out soon afterward. You have to work again tomorrow, please oh please let this be the end. You need a freaking break, it doesn’t help that tomorrow is Valentine’s day. They should give you a day off. “End me…” You muttered to yourself as you drifted off to sleep.

You were sleeping peacefully. Quietly snoozing to yourself while you let your dreams run wild.

It appeared blank for a bit until it was filled with pillows. Guess you wish for comfort? You can feel hands on your body, feeling them pat your side, pulling you closer to them. You felt yourself smile from this. Whoever it was, they made you feel safe. Making you wish for this dream to last longer instead of ending.

But sadly, that was short lived. You felt the rays from the sun hitting your face as the blinds seem to let it shine and hit your face. You let out a small yawn of exhaustion, you still felt tired even though you received such a good amount of sleep. “Fuck...I don’t wanna get up…” You muttered to yourself, thinking you were alone in the room.

“Then don’t.” A voice spoke out, you already know who it is. He isn’t gonna wake you up easily. “Tell my boss that-”

“I did.”

“......” It took you a moment to register what he just said. He did what? “....what did you do Harry?”

“I told your boss that you caught a virus and didn’t want to puke on everyone at work. They said that they hope you feel better soon and come back to work by Monday.”

“Can’t believe they bought something like that.” You let out an amused chuckle. You're free from work at least, you didn’t look too well yesterday anyway. Some could have figured you were getting sick but really, you were just tired from the endless amount of work.

“Will you open your damn eyes now?”

“I rather sleep in. But, I’ll open them for you.” You made yourself sit up, rubbing your eyes to finally open them. Oh my, were those roses? “Happy Valentines Day.” Harry had a caring smile on his face. Been a while since you seen that on his face. “Thanks, baby.” You soon realized that, from working so much, you weren’t able to afford him a small gift. “Oh no.”

“What’s wrong?” His smile dropped for a moment from the gloomy expression that made its way on your face. “I...didn’t get you anything. I’m sorry Harry.”

“Oh, that’s fine.” He waved that off as if it was nothing. Is this really Harry? “Okay, what happened to my boyfriend? I thought you would have gotten mad at me.”

“No. You were busy and couldn’t find the time to think of something I would have thought was acceptable. It’s fine, I’ll be the one romancing you today. You deserve it.”

“....You seriously sound out of character. You usually don’t romance me unless you get something in return.”

“Who’s to say I won’t?” He suddenly had a playful smirk on his face, before breaking out into a smile when you playfully push him.

“Knew it. Okay, so what are we doing today?” You got up from the bed, needing to brush your teeth and wash your face. You still feel tired.

“We can watch dumb movies while cuddling with each other. Then later I can let you go to the mall to pamper yourself while I plan our night.”

“Ooh~” You got done with washing your face. “What are you planning mister?”

“It’s a surprise. Now, hurry up so we can cuddle.”

……..

As time flew by rather quickly. You know something the night has in store for you, sex with Harry. You bought some lingerie to surprise him, just need to hide it from him. When arriving back home, you were greeted with Harry dressed in a tux, his hair done and he didn’t even have his glasses on (assuming he has a pair.) He looked really dapper in a tux, looks like a normal human being.

“Can’t stop staring?” He asks you, you shook your head. As if you thought that you were gonna drool a little from his appearance. You pushed past him to drop the bag off in the room. “You look sexy, now, let me get all nice and pretty for you.”

“I’ll be waiting~”

After a quick shower and you slipping on the new outfit you bought. You opened the door, smiling at Harry. “So, where are we going?”

“It’s a surprise, now, let’s go.” He opened the door for you. “Yes love~”

……..

You had a shocked look on your face when arriving at the place. “T-This is Glasshouse!?” You exclaimed when looking at him.

“Yeah, I know. You said you wanted to come here for a while.”

“But we don’t have the money for this place! It’s expensive a-and-” Harry leaned in and gave you a soft peck on the lips. Silencing your rambling, you stare at him with that expression not changing. “It’ll be fine, you were wondering why I was saving up that money? So we can go here. Don’t stress about this.”

“.....” You silently nodded. He got out of the car, opening the door for you. He gave the keys to one of the employees. Letting them park the car as you two ascended in the place, You almost gasped from the looks of it. You heard that this place, many celebrities come here and the food is always worth waiting for. They had expensive wine, champagne, rum, all of the good stuff.

“Oh Harry, thank you for taking me here. How did you even get a reservation? It takes almost a month to people to receive a call whether they can eat here.” You ask him once one of the waiters lead you both to your table. “What would you both like?” The waiter smiled at them.

“Domaine Leroy Chambertin.” You could choke on freaking air and blame it on the ghost. That’s a bit pricey. “Good choice sir. WIll you both be sharing it?”

“Yes.” Harry nodded as the waiter left to get it. “And yeah, it took a while but they didn’t say no.”

“.....You know how much a Domaine is?”

“Roughly around 7,000. It isn’t that much.” Well to him it isn’t while you were over here. Thinking this was a dream you were trying to wake up from. “Relax and enjoy this.”

“.....” Let’s hope you don’t punch him after this.

……

“Okay, dinner was good. You really surprised me with the wine and managed to pay our tab. I’m both impressed and relieved you were able to.” Relieved as in if you both couldn’t afford him, you’ll try to hurt him before he uses his stingers on you.

“Well, I am full of surprises. Also, the night isn’t over just yet.” He can’t wait to get home. He knows he isn’t done making you happy. He will be then his true gift will be given to him soon. Soon as Harry parked up the driveway, he told you to wait in the car for a moment. You nodded and lean back in your seat. Reflecting how this day was one of the best ones so far.

Harry isn’t always like this. He hardly his, but when he does. It’ll make you love him for this. Doing all this, it makes you feel good inside that he’s so caring. (Even though he mostly wants sex after this.) You snap out of your thoughts when he opened the driver seat. “Hey, it’s ready. Come inside.” He presses the button to lock the car once you got out. The two of you made your way to the very home you both share.

When opening the door for you, you were met with a dark living room that had candles lit up so it can be dimmed. It was a lovely aroma in the air from those candles and from those burning incense you bought a while ago. “Oh, Harry~” You glanced back at him, almost shivering from the look he was giving you.

A look filled with lust and dominance, he wanted to take you right now. “I’ll let you get dressed in something more fitting for the bedroom.” He whispered in your ear, his mere breath has got goosebumps appearing on you. You nodded quickly, walking over to the room to change out of these clothes. Maybe it’s the wine talking, even though you had two bottles of it. But you felt a little hot, you don’t know if it’s from the candles and incense but you felt as if you wanted to screw him till you pass out.

Without another thought, you slipped out of those clothes and into the new lingerie you bought. The underwear felt so tight on you, practically hugging your ass (probably up your ass as well.) You heard a knock coming from the door. “It’s open~” You almost purred when saying that. Harry opens the door to see you sitting down, legs spread out while you had a small smile on your face.

This is what he wanted, that lingerie looked good on you and he wants to see that look on your face every night he’s in the mood. Which is probably always. He had a wine bottle in one hand and two wine glasses in the other, making his way over to you. He sets the glasses down and pours you both some.

You both only had a sip before Harry pulled you close to his body, kissing you. He pulled away to mark your neck. Trying not to let one of his stingers hit you, you shudder when feeling it almost scrape you. “Oh Harry you sexy beast.”

Stroking his ego always works. He pulled those panties off you, kissing down to your chest. He lifted up your top, licking over your nipples slowly. You arched your back as his tongue dragged down to your crotch. Feeling his warm breath hit you down there, it made you squirm and almost whine.

“Oh, you tease! Please, give it to me already.” You watch him move back up to meet your face. He lifted up one of your legs, slipping his long dick, or at least some of it inside you. You felt your eyes rolled back when feeling him begin to thrust without any warning.

You didn’t cover up any of your moans, mostly because he pinned your arms down. You kept telling him how good he was which would increase his movement. From the time passing and the number of times you climaxed, you would have said no more to him. But, he wanted this all night and isn’t gonna stop even if you're tired from the first round. This was a good day for both of you.

//Welp I finally finished. Time stop was 10:29 pm. Almost two freaking hours man. I seriously thank Threatie for this idea. You awesome person! (okay so google docs said 5 pages for this and almost 2k words e-e should of typed more. But have a good night or day everyone!

Side note: I listened to Britney Spears for motivation "Hold It Against Me" and "Gimme More." Whoo~

Also wanted to add this yesterday. I totally didn't reference a horror game I love from the amazing Wren uwu