#which she is of course going to MAKE a pound of tortillas for from scratch and also bread the fish herself and also make coleslaw to go on

[socalledfreethinker]

i am having Thanksgiving with my brother and my roommate which is all fine and dandy but she is fucking going WAY overboard and cooking WAY MORE THAN PLANNED and i CANNOT USE THE KITCHEN TO MAKE THE CHICKEN AND POTATOES I PLANNED TO MAKE specifically FORRRRRR THIS MEAL because she’s been in the kitchen since FIVE PM and it is now 10:15 AND SHE IS STILL COOKING

[sunstar-of-the-north]

A Date With A Plumber

Bowser gently laid white cloths on the steaming bowls of food. While doing so he noticed that a fork was crooked. Alarmed, he quickly adjusted the utensil so it matched the rest of the dishes. The koopa then took a step back to analyze the table. It was set for two, one dish adjacent to the other at the end of the table. Bowser would have liked it if they were positioned across from each other but talking would be proven difficult with how long the table was.

He took a nervous sigh and moved to the mirror on the wall. His hair was a complete mess. Bowser smoothed it to the side with his clawed hands. Once he finished, he smiled proudly in the reflection. A second later though it reverted to its default look.

He growled in annoyance. The turtle then started to fix his silver cravat. He was wearing a maroon dinner tuxedo with a double lapel. He ditched most of his typical accessories, save for his bracelets. It was the compromise Bowser made with Kamek. He glared when he remembered the overwhelming amount of advice the old wizard gave him. “Don’t slouch over the table. Don’t talk with your mouth full. And DON’T for the love of the stars lose your temper!” He began to realize that instead of fixing his neckpiece, he was gripping it for dear life. Bowser let go of it in alarm. He groaned, lightly slapping his cheeks. “Pull yourself together Bowser,” he said in aggravation. “You’re the King of the Koopas! You have no reason to be all shaken up over one silly date!”

No matter how much he tried to convince himself, Bowser still felt like there were fighter flies in his stomach. Even though this was their third date, he was still a nervous wreck. Besides this one was different. Unlike the first two, which were at her house, this date was on his turf. Not to mention there would be a chaperon. “It’ll probably be that tomato colored Mario,” Bowser grumbled. That was a part of the agreement between the three of them. Whenever they would go out, there had to be someone—which was always picked for them by Mario—to keep an eye on the two. Panic hit him like a train when he realized he didn’t make a bowl for the red suited plumber. Before the turtle had time to think, he felt a light tap on his shoulder. He turned; smoke escaping from the sides of his mouth. “WHAT?” The koopa troopa swallowed nervously.

“S-Sir? S-She’s here.”

Like a Bullet Bill out of a canon, Bowser charged passed the troopa, sending the poor thing flying. Thankfully his other minions were able to get out of their king’s way as he ran down the halls. In moments the twin doors were in sight. He slid to a halt, nearly blasting through them. Bowser took a moment to steady his breathing before opening them. His breath was cut short when the koopa saw who was standing on the steps. It was Luciana, adorned with a simple dark green dress with see-through lace sleeves. Her brunette hair, which was normally straight, was curled. When her blue eyes met Bowser’s, he felt like time stopped.

“Hellooooo? Earth to Bowser!”

Bowser snapped out of his daze when he noticed a hand waving near his face. He shook his head and looked back at Luciana. She seemed to be worried. “Is—everything alright?” He nodded rapidly. “Yeah! Yeah, everything is g-great!” She grinned in relief, causing Bowser’s heart to pound like a drum. “Buona!” There was an awkward silence between the two. The koopa then noticed the shorter woman was staring at him. “What? Is there something on my tux?” Luciana blushed in embarrassment. “N-No! I uh—your scarf thingy is all…” She motioned to his neck. He looked down and saw his cravat was still a mess. Bowser wanted to retreat back into his shell. The plumber inched closer to him, hand slightly raised. “Um—may I?”

He raised his eyebrows in surprise but squatted down at her request. She then tidied the cravat. “There! All better! Looks like all those years helping Mario with his ties came in handy!” She said with a chuckle. Bowser winced at the mention of her brother. Luciana picked up on his shift in mood, facing falling a bit. “O-Oh uh—I’m sorry. I shouldn’t—“

“No, no! It’s ok…” Bowser realized that something was missing. “Speaking of, where is your chaperon? I was expecting him to be with you.” She gave him a playful smirk. “I was able to talk him out of it!” He was shocked and somewhat impressed. “How?”

“Well I told Mario that I’m a grown woman and he shouldn’t be treating me like a little kid. Besides I can handle myself!” She then flexed her arms with a semi-serious look on her face. Bowser cracked a smile, finding her display adorable. “After a long talk we came to an understanding.” She horizontally put her finger below her nose and spoke in a deeper tone. “Alright Luciana! You can go on your date alone. But you gotta come home at midnight! Even if you’re a minute late, I’ll break down those castle doors faster than you can say ravioli! And if that slime faced koopa tries anything funny, you take care of him like I showed ya. Got it?” Bowser chuckled, clapping his hands. “Perfect impression. 10 out of 10.”

She did a little curtsy in response. “Grazie!” Bowser leaned against the door frame, feeling a sense of relief knowing it was just the two of them now. “Man, who knew the String Bean could stand up to her brother like that. She keeps throwing surprises at me.”

Luciana started rocking back and forth on her heels. The king koopa realized that she was still outside. He nearly jumped out of her way, bowing deeply. “Pl-Please! Come in!” His sudden movement made the plumber flinch but relaxed once she passed the doors. Bowser followed her in.

Soon the two were in the dining hall. Bowser sped walk toward the table. He quickly pulled Luciana’s chair out for her, causing a loud squeak as he did. He winced at the sound but still gave her a smile. She smiled back and sat down after thanking him. Bowser scooted her chair toward the table and clapped his hands. The lights were turned down low. He then lit the table candle with his fire breath. “Che meraviglia!” Luciana whispered under her breath. “Hopefully that means something good,” he thought to himself. The turtle then brought his attention to the bowls. He gingerly took the white cloths off, steam pooling out from them. “Bon appétit!”

Luciana’s eyes grew to the size of moons. The bowls were filled with cooked rice and beef, a variety of different vegetables, and a fried egg to top it all off. Bowser couldn’t help but be smug with her reaction. She turned to him, eyes sparkling. “What is this?!” He sat down, resting his hands on the wooden table. “It’s called bibimbap.” Luigi scrunched her face as she tried to say the name. “Bimbi—bimbipab.” Bowser let out a hearty laugh at her attempt to pronounce the word. The plumber’s face turned a bright red. “Say it with me. Bi-bim-bap.” She repeated after the turtle, saying it correctly this time. “There ya go!” He gave her a toothy grin. She smiled back, twirling her hair with a finger. Bowser looked to the side with a bashful smile. “This—is one of my favorite dishes. I wanted to share it with you since you shared one of your favorites with me.”

He looked at the corner of his eye to see Luciana staring at him. He blushed, coughing into his hand. “What w-was that called again? Tor-tortilla gardinata?” Now it was Luciana’s turn to laugh. “Tortellini gratinati.” Bowser chuckled, scratching his head. “Yeah, that. Oh before I forget, here’s Gochujang if you want some.” He passed her a small bowl of red paste. The woman cocked her head at the little dish. “Gochujang?” Bowser nodded. “Yeah. It’s a red pepper paste. It gives the bibimbap an extra kick!” Her face lit up after hearing that. He gave her a wink. “I know how you like things a little spicy so I thought I would oblige.”

She giggled, sending a flurry of warmth to Bowser’s chest. “Grazie, grazie!” She at first picked up a fork but then eyed the chop sticks. “You can eat it with those?” Bowser raised an eye brow at her. “Uh yeah. That’s how you’re supposed to eat it.” She let out a soft oh in response. The koopa realized how harsh his tone was. He reprimanded himself in his head. “Um—I can—show you how to use them, if you want that is.” Luciana blinked at him and then smiled. “Sì! I always wanted to learn how to use them!” Bowser got up and moved to her side. He gently guided Luciana how to hold the utensil. The turtle noticed just how small her hand was compared to his. “They’re so tiny—so—delicate.” He looked at the woman, who was staring at their hands. She brought her gaze to him. When their eyes locked, they both blushed crimson. Bowser removed his hand and they both looked away from each other.

He stiffly walked back to his chair, sat down, and proceeded to stuff his face to hide his blushing. After a while he turned his eyes to the green dressed plumber. She was able to pick up a bit of vegetables and rice. Luigi dipped the food in the Gochujang and put it in her mouth. Her eyes lit up as she chewed more. She looked at Bowser with a big grin. “This is amazing! Please give my compliments to the chief!” Bowser glowed by her praise. “Thanks! I was worried that I might have over-cooked the carrots.” The woman raised her eye brows in surprise. “You made this?”

“Yeah! Cooking is one of the few things I like to do.”

“Don’t…you have cooks to make your meals?” Bowser shrugged. “Yeah, but sometimes I do the cooking, especially if it’s for one of my kids’ birthdays.” Luciana stared at him. “You…made this specially…for me?” Bowser was confused by her statement. “Of course! You’re my girlfriend! What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn’t make food for you?” Luciana’s face was red once more. Realization hit Bowser like a blue shell to the kart once the words left his mouth. This was the first time Bowser ever called her his girlfriend or referred himself as her boyfriend. “I—um—.” He took a sip of his wine, not wanting to speak anymore. He felt a hand rest on his. The turtle looked to see Luciana, giving him a sheepish smile, cheeks pink. The king gazed at her for a moment and returned the look, intertwining his fingers with hers. Soon the two were enjoying the rest of their meal, having small talk and telling stories to pass the time.

The bowls were empty while the room was filled with laughter. Both human and koopa were smiling ear to ear. Bowser then got up and moved toward Luciana. He offered a clawed hand to the woman. She gladly took it, Bowser helping her out of the cushioned chair. “I wanna show you something.” Luciana cocked her head. “Oh? What is it?” He winked at her. “It’s a surprise!” He led her out of the room and further down the hall. A few moments later they were in front of two glass doors. Bowser opened them for Luciana, trying hard to contain his excitement. She stepped through them and gasped. The room was filled to the brim with beautiful flowers and plants, some of them the plumber had never seen before. “Oh Bowser—they’re gorgeous!”

“The ash from the volcanos makes for great fertilizer. All of our vegetables are grown here too.” Luciana turned to the koopa with sparkling eyes. He couldn’t help but crack a grin as he brought her further in the garden. They soon stopped at an elaborate stone bench. Bowser sat down, patting the spot next to him. Luciana took a seat, smoothing out her dress. She looked around, taking in all the scenery. She wasn’t the only one taking in the view. Bowser watched her, feeling lighter than air. He couldn’t explain why though. He then remembered why they were here in the first place.

“L-Luciana,” he asked softly. She turned to him, the same warm feeling from earlier hitting him harder. “Yes Bowser?” The king felt his cheeks get hotter when she said his name. Swallowing, he took something from his coat pocket. “I—I wanted to give you these.” He opened his fist to reveal a pouch of seeds. “They’re green cymbidium orchids.” Luciana gaped at the seeds. She then turned to him, bewildered. “That’s my favorite flower! How—how did you get them?! They’re so hard to find!” Bowser proudly smiled, tapping his snout. “I have my ways.” Luciana rolled her eyes playfully. Her expression grew softer as she gingerly took the pouch from his hand. “Grazie Bowser. I’ll make sure they grow big and strong.” He gave the woman a tender look. “I know you will.”

The human and koopa gazed at one another. They both felt a pull, slowly closing the distance between them as they inched closer. Luciana rested a free hand on Bowser’s cheek, making his spiked tail wag steadily. Suddenly, she had an alarmed expression on her face and placed her hand over the king’s mouth. “Aspettare! What’s the time?!” Bowser had to take a minute to process what she just asked. He then took out his pocket watch. “It’s 11:50.” They stared at each other in utter fear. The duo then sprinted out of the room and down the halls. The minions that were still awake never saw their boss run so fast before, unless it was to escape from a fight or for food. Before they knew it, they were both in a lakitu cloud and booking it to Mario and Luciana’s house.

Once the cloud stopped, the king and plumber quickly jumped out of it. Bowser whipped out his watch. Luigi watched on in anticipation. He showed her the clock. “11:58,” she gasped out in relief. Bowser wiped his forehead, feeling ready to collapse. They walked to the front door, slowly catching their breath. Bowser leaned against the wall while Luciana fixed her hair. Bowser loosened his cravat, clearing his throat. “…I hope you had a good time.” The woman nodded happily. “I did! The bi-bim-bap was excellent!” She pulled a strand of hair behind her ear with a small blush. “It was nice—to be alone together.” He agreed in silence with a small grin. He licked his lips nervously. “Also—you can visit the garden whenever you come to the castle. That way we can spend more time—alone.” The plumber was surprised but giddily replied, “I would love that.”

Without thinking, Bowser leaned down and planted a gentle kiss on her cheek. “Good night, Luciana.” The human blushed profusely, touching where he kissed her. She looked up at him in surprise. Bowser started to sweat bullets. “Oh no. Did I go too far?! I-I didn’t mean-“ Suddenly, Luciana gave him a warm kiss on the cheek as well. He felt like his whole body was on fire. “G-Good night, Bowser,” she said with a bashful grin. The koopa watched Luciana as she opened the door to her home. Before she closed it, the woman gave him a dreamy expression. Bowser swore he heard music as she gazed at him with those beautiful eyes. He gave her a blissful grin, waving good bye. She waved back, leisurely shutting the door.

Bowser jumped onto the cloud, gushing so hard that fire was peeking out of his mouth. Once he returned to his castle, the koopa’s heart was racing. He was astonished that he was even tired that night. Regardless, Bowser got ready for bed. After he put a pair of pajamas on, the king then climbed into a large bed, pulling the blanket over his chest. He let out a happy sigh, his last thought before falling asleep being his girlfriend’s pure smile.

I wrote this like--last year. Sorry it took so long to submit. Characters (c) Nintendo

[blackwatchladies]

Can I get some Mercykill for the character/character please. I’m fine with SFW and NSFW :D

Of course, you can! I gave you a bit of both with fluffy SFW goodness at the start and ending with some NSFW fun at the ending. I hope you enjoy! The story was inspired by some of the MercyKill Headcannons found here.

Also this is kind of long and if you don’t want to read it on Tumblr you can find it here on AO3. Enjoy!

- Mod Raven

Reader Insert MasterlistCharacter x Character Masterlist

Warning: NSFW towards the end of the fic

It had been a long hard week for Gabe, truthfully it had been a long hard month. Between training new recruits, daily meetings with Ana and Jack, and mission reports he was spent. He left the office late almost every night and was in early almost every morning. He was tired. “Athena,” he called out, “Do I have anything scheduled for lunch today?”

“No Sir, it appears that your lunch hour and the time after remains completely open.” Replied the AI.

A rare smile appeared on Gabe’s face, “If anyone is looking for me tell them it’ll have to wait until after lunch. I’ve been neglecting my girl and I have a plan to rectify that.” Grabbing his jacket, he made his way out of his office, pass reception when the door opened. There in front of him stood the very angle he was thinking about.

Mercy knew that it has been a trying month for Gabe. He had a lot on his plate and she didn’t envy him, nor did she hold it against him that he hasn’t been around as much. She understood that this was an important time in reforming Overwatch and tried her best to be supportive. That’s why this morning before coming into work she made chocolate chip cookies, his favourite and planned to surprise him on what should be his lunch break. Truthfully it was more of an inhaling of half a sandwich before his next conference call or meeting. She walked into the reception area that housed offices for Jack, Gabe and, Ana, “Hi Faye, is he and have a minute?” she asked, nodding her head towards the door when a smoky voice answered her question.

“For you mi Cielito I always have a minute, maybe even two.” He joked, stepping forward to pull her into an embrace, “I was just coming to look for you. Turns out I have this lunch hour free and was wondering if my favourite scientist wanted to go get some lunch.”

“Well that’s a coincidence, I was just on my way to see my favourite commander.” Before she could finish a distant cry was heard in the background.

“Hey!” Called Jack loudly from his office.

“Sorry Jack,” replied Mercy in a singsong voice, turning her attention back to Gabe, “Anyways, as I was saying I was coming to bring you some cookies. I know how hard you’ve been working lately thought a snack would be nice.”

Gabe watched as she pulled out this giant container from her purse, “Is there anything you don’t have in there Angela? It must weigh a thousand pounds.” He joked, trying to pick it up and acting like he couldn’t, “Just let me go hide these, so there will actually be some left when I get back and we can go.”

“Don’t worry Gabe, I made enough that you could share and still have some left over.”

“Doesn’t mean that I want to,” he chuckled walking back out of his office and offer Mercy his arm, “Shall we Cariña?”

Fifteen minutes later the couple found themselves standing in front of an old brick building, “Good afternoon, table for two?” Gabe nodded his head, “Perfect, you two can sit where ever you’d like and the server will be right over.”

The couple made their way to one of the free tables with an umbrella and chatted idly until a voice interrupted them “If it isn’t Gabe and our own resident doctor!” Cried the server in surprise walking up to the table, “I haven’t seen you guys around here awhile, things keeping you busy at the office?”

“It’s nice to see you too Gabi,” replied Mercy, “It’s nice to see you too.”

“Work has kept me pretty swamped, but I managed to sneak away to treat his lovely lady to some lunch. Can we have the usual please?”

“I think we both can agree this lovely lady deserves some lunch,” she said in a cheeky voice. “So that’ll be the nachos to split, chicken quesadilla, pulled pork, and a side order of gorditas?”

Mercy nodded her head, “Could we also get an order of tortilla soup to go?” Gabi nodded and went on her way. Gabe looked at you with an eyebrow raised, “What? I assume you’re going to stay late at the office tonight and I’d like you to have something to eat besides cookies.”

Gabe laughed a full belly laugh, ���You’re always looking out for mi Cielito. Sorry, I’ll probably have to miss supper again, it’s only for a few more weeks and then life slows down a bit. At which point I promise I’ll make it up to you.”

“It’s okay Gabe, we have demanding jobs, and this is a fairly large batch of recruits. I should know, I had to do their physicals.” she giggled, reaching her hand out across the table of him to hold, “Besides babe, it’s giving me time to deep clean the apartment. Although I would like your help moving some of the furniture around when you get a chance.”

“Of course, I’ll make some time to help you this weekend.” The pair passed the time pleasantly engaged in conversation until it was time to head back to the office. Gabe pulled out his phone to check the time and see what his afternoon was like, “We have some before I need to be back, want to take the long way back?”

Looping her arm around his she said, “Let’s go!”

The couple walked in amicable silence, each enjoying the beautiful weather and the chance to be outside of the office stretching their legs. They were about five minutes away from the base when Gabe suddenly stopped in front of an animal shelter, “The reason I wanted to take the long way back to base was that I had a surprise for you.” Pointing to the shelter. He knew for a while now that she wanted a dog, it’s come up in conversation several times.

“Gabriel Reyes, I swear if you are messing with me it’s not even funny.”

“I would never joke about something like this, let’s go find out new fur baby!” He took her hand and they walked into the shelter. Five minutes later they were being shown the different dogs around the shelter. Five minutes later Gabe finished filling out some paperwork and rejoined his partner in the yard where she was playing with a brown dog. “Is this the one?”

Mercy gracefully made her way over to him, the fog followed along behind her, “Gabe this is Kinsley, Kinsley this is Gabe. She’s an American Staffordshire Bull Terrier mix and is 1 year and one 1 month old. She is super affectionate, sociable, and loves to cuddle, she’s still young and has lots of energy. So, you finally have a girl that will go for runs with you.”

“Cariña, breathe. She’s perfect.” He declares, crouching down to give her a scratch between the ears before picking her up, “While I was signing the paperwork out front I picked up a portable carrier to give her a home base at the office. Shall we get going?”

Snaking one arm around his waist, she holds her phone up with the other one, placing the dog between them, “Smile Gabe, this is one for photo albums!”

The rest of the day was spent between doing paperwork and video chatting with Angela and Kinsley. She seems to have settled into life at the office rather well, everyone loved her. Everyone wanted to pet her, and a lot of the senior members spoiled her. Jack immediately dropped down dropped down and gave her belly loves, speaking to her like a baby. Ana and Reinhart immediately set up a playdate with their dog Penny. Winston brought her some peanut butter treats he made and Tracer played fetch with her in the courtyard.

At the end of the day, the couple made a trip to the pet shop before heading back to their apartment. They got all kinds of toys, bones, and treats for Kinsley. Gabe smiled to himself watching Angela pick out a bed and putting it in the cart before pointing to another one. “I think this would work.”

“Angie, hunny, we don’t need two beds, the apartment isn’t that big.”

“I know,” she replied throwing it into the cart anyway, “That one is for your office, we should probably pick up a couple toys and a treat holder for your desk.” She said it was the most obvious thing in the world, going about her shopping.

Long after the sun had set over Watchpoint: Gibraltar, Gabe poured two glasses of wine and set them on the table in the living room. “Cariña,” he called out, “Can you come here for a minute?” Look down at the dog he spoke softly, “Okay, girl show time. Are you ready to play your part, Kinsley?”

Almost as if on cue Mercy walked into the room. His eyes were drawn to her, she looked beautiful. Even if she was just wearing leggings and one of his Blackwatch shirts, like she is right now, she was still the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. Kinsley excitedly made her way up to Mercy who immediately moved to pet her affectionate. Gabe took this as his cue to get down on one knee.

“Gabe, what is this?” She questioned, pointing to the dog’s collar. It was a strand of blue ribbon, tied perfectly into a bow, with a simple ring dangling from it. “Gabe?”

He untied the ring while he spoke softly, his voice filled with emotion, “Lord knows I’m not the easiest person to live with and I work a lot, but I promise to love you for the rest of my days if you’ll have me.  You’re my better half and I would be completely lost without you. Angela Ziegler, will you marry me?”

“Of course, I’ll marry you! Nothing would make me happier!” She held out her hand and felt him slide the ring on. Bring her hand up closer she admired the ring. It was a simple white gold band with a diamond in the middle and a garnet gemstone on each side, “Oh Gabe it’s beautiful!”

“I’m glad you like it mi cielito,” he handed her one of the glasses of wine from the table, “I’d like to propose a toast to us. May we have a long happy marriage!”

“I have to call Ana! She’s going to be so excited!” Mercy started to walk towards the kitchen, when Gabe grabbed her wrist, pulling her towards him until her back was flush against his, “I have to tell the other girls to! Gabe, I’m so happy!”

“I’m glad you’re happy, but do you really need to do that right now?” He asked, peppering her neck with kisses, “I thought that maybe we could have our own private celebration tonight.” As if to prove his point he spun her around and claimed his lips with his own. He could feel her go boneless, her mouth responding to his in that oh so familiar way. Wrapping his arms around her he started to undo her bra through the shirt, pushing her towards the bedroom.

Mercy felt her knees hit the back of the bed and her shirt be thrown to the ground somewhere, shortly followed by her bra. Before toppling back down on to the bed with Gabe’s body on top of hers. She shivered not from the cold, but from the anticipation but from what was coming next. His eyes were dark and lustful, she could see the need burning behind them. She was sure that the same look was mirrored in her own eyes. He brought his head back down and played a kiss on her lips, nibbling on her bottom lip before pulling away. His lips moved down to her neck, pressing a kiss against her collarbone before moving on to her breasts. Using one hand to cup her left breast his mouth found it’s way to the right boob, rolling the hardening bud between his fingers. Kissing it all over before taking her nipple into his mouth; biting and sucking at the sensitive skin. Her moans could be heard filling the room, and at that moment, Gabe swore to himself that there was nothing better than the sound of her silvery voice moaning and groaning because of him. Releasing the hard bud from his mouth, he kissed his way over to her left boob to give it the same treatment, his hand playing with right boob.

Satisfied with his work he continued his journey kissing down her body. Pausing only when he reached the waistline of her pants. He made quick work of hooking a finger into each side and slid them off her easily once she raised her hips for him. Gabe let out a low whistle of approval before bringing his head down to kiss along the top of her thong. He loved how she kept everything shaved, except for that little strip of hair on her pubic mound. Moving down she groaned in anticipation, only to let out a whimper of disappointment when she felt his lips contact the skin of her inner thighs. Kissing up one side and down the other side, “Gabbbbbbe,” she whined, her voice filled with longing, “Please”.

“Please what Cariña?” he smirked, placing a feather light kiss overtop of the lace of her thong.

“I need you,” she wailed, squirming around on the bed, her pussy throbbing for attention.

Gabe felt her plea go straight to his hard cock, making him harder than he thought possible. Not wasting any time, he hooked a finger under her though and gave it a sharp pull, ripping the fabric. He slid a finger inside of her, drawing out a long moan before he slid it back out and repeated the process, bringing her just to the edge of what she wanted. He withdrew his finger and listened to her whimper at the lost of contact. Smirking to himself he leaned up to kiss her lips, then moved them to where she really wanted them. He ran his tongue up and down her slit a few times then licked up to her clit, tracing slow circles around it. Capturing the bud with his lips he started to suck, bringing a finger up to slide into her pussy. Listening to her moan and raise her hips up to grind against his face. He added a second finger and fucked her pussy until she was right on the edge but stopped before she toppled over. He wanted them to do that together. “Pleaseeeee” she moaned breathlessly, he wondered if she even knew what she wanted from him.

“God that’s so hot,” he thought to himself, placing his finger in front of her lips to quickly be engulfed in her mouth. He groaned feeling her tongue swirl around his finger, imagining it was his hard cock in her mouth. Using his other hand to undo his pants letting them fall to the floor, stepping out of them.

Mercy watched from her spot on the bed as he withdrew his finger and used both his hands to free his throbbing erection. She watched is bob in place, admiring how it looked in the moonlight. He was uncut and a solid nine inches, she measured it once, that leaned slightly to the right and decently girthy. She could feel her pussy throb at the thought of him sliding inside of her. Gabe grabbed hold of his cock and lined it up with her entrance, stroking it up and down her slit, getting it nice and wet with her juices, “Gabe, please!”

He couldn’t resist anymore, he slowly slid inside of her, “Fuck,” he said under his breath, “You’re so tight for me baby.” Once fully inside he paused to let her get used to the feeling of being so full. He felt her start to move under him and took that as his cue to start moving again. He pulled all the way out, before slowly sliding all the way back inside of her. Increasing the speed and force of each thrust until he was ramming his hard cock deep inside of her with each hard thrust. He didn’t think he could last much longer, her walls were gripping him like a vice, “I’m so close baby, cum with me” he begged, reaching a hand down to rub her clit. With a few more thrust he heard her start to come undone for him. She screamed his name and string of unintelligible words and pussy clenched around his hard cock. One last thrust was all it took for him to shoot his cum deep inside of her, before he collapsed on top of her. Both panting for breath.

After a minute he rolled of her and she cuddled up to his side, “I love you” she mumbled drifting off to sleep.

“I love you to baby,” he replied, placing a gentle kiss against her forehand, “More than you know.”

- Mod Raven