#zach herron smut

[vexieeeee]

Why Don't We Masterlist

(f) - fluff, (a) - angst, (af) - angst + fluff, (s) - smut

Jonah Marais:

Nothing yet...

Corbyn Besson:

Nothing yet...

Daniel Seavey:

Nothing yet...

Jack Avery:

Nothing yet...

Zach Herron:

- When it matters (af)

[seductiveseavey]

please baby? // zach herron

summary: although you have an essay to finish, zach’s needs become too prominent for you to ignore. 

request: none

pairing: zach x fem!reader

warnings: sub!zach, dry humping, that’s kinda it lol

hey uh so i wrote this a while back and found it in my drafts so i thought i’d finish it up, it’s kinda short but like also kinda hot so like lmaoooooooooo

this is hella fuckin smuttyyyy so please enjoyyy

“baby, please,” zach whined into your ear for what seemed like the thousandth time in the past fifteen minutes.

“zach not right now, i really have to finish this essay,” you motioned to your computer screen, the display glowing with the ten page paper that you had to finish by midnight. this paper was worth twenty percent of your semester grade, and you were not about to let your horny boyfriend ruin your chances at a 100.

“but i really want you,” he pouted, pressing his now prominent bulge into your thigh. he shivered at the friction he had created, craving relief for the problem that had arose downstairs.

“too bad, figure it out yourself.” you told him, turning back to your essay despite the arousal that was growing in your stomach. you couldn’t give in now, despite how much your body was telling you to.

zach huffed, his lips forming a pout and he sat back into the soft pillows on your bed.

you had expected him to go take a cold shower, or maybe go into the bathroom to jerk off, so it came as a surprise when you felt zach’s clothed boner grind into your thigh again.

he let out a soft whimper, squeezing his eyes closed as he created a steady rhythm.

you felt arousal began to flood your veins at his actions, using every single bit of your willpower to focus on your essay instead of giving in to his temptations. you glanced over at zach for a second, seeing his eyes shut and his head thrown back in pure pleasure.

“fuck, y/n,” he breathed out, his pace quickened, and you could tell he was getting close.

fuck it.

you closed your laptop, throwing it to the side of the bed as you moved away from zach, interrupting his euphoria.

“what-” his eyes shot open, confusion evident in his features before you shushed him, quickly slipping off your pajama shorts which left you only in your underwear. you straddled his waist, placing your hands on his chest.

“if you get to cum, i get to cum.” you stated, slowly beginning to grind your hips down onto his. he let out a whimper, his hands shooting up to grasp your waist.

you leaned down, beginning to kiss up and down his neck. your pace quickened, the friction on your clit feeling like absolute bliss. zach’s grip tightened, and he began rutting his hips up to yours.

“nuh-uh baby,” you mumbled, pressing a hand down onto his pelvis to keep him from thrusting. “we’re doing this my way.” he nodded fervently, craving release so badly that he would do whatever you wanted.

you began to move faster, closing your eyes as waves of pleasure began to course through you. you let out a moan, grinding down harder onto zach’s clothed dick.

“i’m close,” zach breathed out, his face scrunching up as your movements became more and more desperate.

“wait for me baby, i’m almost there,” you replied, feeling a knot begin to form in your stomach.

“y/n, i don’t think i can hold on much longer-” he moaned, a look of desperation painted on his face. you increased your pace, feeling the knot in your stomach getting ready to explode.

you pressed your lips to his, reaching a hand between your bodies to rub circles on your clit. that was enough to push you to the edge, and you began to kiss zach even harder than before.

“let go baby,” you mumbled into the kiss, zach immediately letting out a cry of relief. 

you felt the knot in your stomach explode, your grinding movements slowing down as an orgasm crashed over you. you let out a loud moan, resting your head in the crook of zach’s neck as waves of pleasure flooded through your body.

zach groaned as his own orgasm racked his body, his seed painting a wet spot on his briefs and coating his lower stomach.

you laid on zach’s chest for a minute or so, drinking in the moment that had just occurred between you two. after your breathing steadied you rolled off of him, stretching to retrieve your previously discarded laptop and returning to your essay.

“wait, you’re just gonna go back to your essay? babe quit playing,” he whined, reaching an arm around your shoulders and pressing a soft kiss into your neck. a shiver went down your spine at the sensation of his lips, but you pushed down your craving for another round.

“zach, i really have to finish this essay right now,” you sighed, turning to your still-horny boyfriend. he sent you his best puppy pout, pressing yet another kiss to the column of your neck.

you sent zach a pointed look, causing him to back away and frown. you let out a sign, leaning over to press a soft kiss onto his frowning lips.

“if you’re a good boy, then i’ll give you everything you want when i’m done with this paper.” you whispered against his lips, causing smile to paint itself across his features. 

“anything for you y/n.”

[sturnioloshacker]

Touch Yourself - Zach Herron Imagine *SMUT*

Requested: Yes - @lightyagamisqueen

Warnings: smut

Being in the Why Don’t We residence every day meant that space was never an option. Even being alone with your boyfriend Zach was never an option. The boys would always have conversations with you and they would make you travel with them, even if it’s to the supermarket to grab food for the week. As much as you loved them, you were praying for a day where you could just have time alone with the man you love to death. 

Saturday came around and you were in the living room with the boys. Sitting on Zach’s lap, you discuss your plans for the day. “Can I please just have one day with my girl, guys?��� Zach asks. The boys look at Zach and laugh. “Bro, seriously?! Of course you can!” Corbyn laughs. “All you had to do was say something!” Jonah adds. “Sweet! Let’s go, my love”, Zach says and you head to Zach’s bedroom. The door closes and Zach immediately attacks your neck.

“God, you’re so beautiful”, he mumbles against your neck, leaving hickeys. “Mmm”, you quietly moan. He brings his lips to yours and kisses you so passionately that you feel your legs starting to shake. “Jump”, Zach mumbles and you jump into his arms. Still kissing, he brings you to the bed and gently lays you down. 

He continues to kiss you, taking off each item of clothing from your body. After taking off your clothes, you’re left in your lacy bra and panties set Zach got you for your birthday. “Gorgeous!” he breathes out as he sees you. You sit up and push him onto the bed. “My turn”, you say and begin kissing him. You do the same thing he did to you, leaving him in nothing but his boxers. He sits up to kiss you, tongues clashing in an attempt for dominance. “Lay back down darling”, Zach mumbles into the kiss. You kiss him one last time before laying down. “Touch yourself, baby girl”, Zach says. You pull your panties down and slowly started teasing your already wet pussy. “So wet for me”, Zach gushes. You start teasing your clit by rubbing small little circles.

You begin to rub faster, moans and whimpers escaping your swollen lips. “Keep going baby girl. Just like that”, Zach whispers to you, placing small kisses behind your ear and on your already formed hickeys. “Zach... fuck... shit”, you breathe out. Your moans became louder as you went faster. “That’s it baby. You’re almost there”. You could feel your breathing go faster and your legs trembling. “Zach, I’m gonna cum”, you announce and Zach smirks. Your orgasm washes over you and Zach has to hold you because you’re shaking way too much. “You’re okay baby. It’s okay”, Zach says to help you come down from your high. 

After coming down from your high, Zach takes you to the bathroom. “Clean up baby. I’ll wait for you”. You hop into the shower and wash yourself up. You come out to find your favorite hoodie of Zach’s and some sweatpants. You get dressed and leave the bathroom and head back to Zach. You lay down and cuddle into his chest. “Better?” he asks. “So much better!” you reply and he chuckles. “You’re so cute”, he says and you giggle. You yawn and Zach gives you a confused look. “Tired already? It’s only 4:30 in the afternoon!” Zach says. “Hey, touching myself to get to an orgasm is hard work”, you tell him and he erupts into a fit of laughter. You feel your eyes close and soon enough, you’re asleep in your boyfriend’s arms. “Get some sleep baby, I’ll be here when you wake up”, Zach whispers and kisses your forehead. 

[blushherron]

HE IS LITERALLY THE CUTEST I SWEAR,

"I fUCKED UP" LMAO WORD

[myrandom-fandomlife]

If anyone wants some little wdw blurbs or something you could 100% send some asks in, I’m so willing to write them. I’ll write for all the boys except Jack because it feels weird to write about him with Lav and all.

Pretty much anything, fluff, angst, smut. I can’t promise anything will be good but I’ll do it.

[chanathanbanglagoo]

5 A.M.

Pairing: Jonah x (Fem)Reader

Warnings: Cursing, Jonah being Jonah, overall cuteness

Words: 799

Summary: Jonah sneaks into Y/n’s room at five in the morning. 

I was having one of those nights where I was sleeping, but I wasn’t comfortable. I kept tossing and turning. My bed was either to cold or not cold enough. My hair was sweaty. The train from outside my apartment was waking me up whenever it passed by. But I would rather be sleeping like this instead of awake. I need this sleep. After 12 hours of working, I was exhausted. Not just physically, but also mentally. I just wanted to sleep. I wanted Jonah here.  Jonah is my best friend in the entire world. I wish I could say I’m not the usual stereotype of “girl meets boy, girl and boy become friends, girl falls for boy, boy falls for girl and BOOM! Babies are made.” But sadly, I fell for Jonah. Again, wish I wasn’t a stereotype, but I doubt he feels the same. But on restless nights like these I like to imagine him cuddling me to sleep. It really helps.  All of a sudden, I hear my front door rattling. I automatically think, ‘An intruder! Imma kill the son of a bitch!’ Then I hear the door open and close. Footsteps are getting louder as they get closer to my room. ‘This bitch is trying to kill me,’ I thought. I saw the door handle turn. The door opens to reveal Jonah. “Fuck!” I yelled. “Did I scare you?” Jonah said in the cutest voice ever, but I had to try to remain mad. “Hell yeah, dipshit! Why the fuck are you sneaking into my house at-” I looked at the time, “5 in the morning?”  “I wanted to see you.” He said quietly. Okay, now whole mad act is gone. “Hey,” I grabbed his face in my hands, “I wanted to see you too.” “You’re scary when you’re angry,” he chuckled.  I giggled back. “Well, you’re cute when you’re scared.”  I hugged him and we stayed like that for a while. I felt a kiss on my head.  “I felt something was off,” Jonah spoke up after a bit. “My best friend the psychic,” I laughed as I pulled away from the hug. “You were right, something was off. I can’t sleep.”  “You want to go to the roof?” Jonah asked. There were so many nights that we would hang out until sunrise on the roof of my apartment building. It was our safe space, and since we were there at like one or two in the morning, we were usually alone.  Once we were on the roof, we sat on the couches just talking, We talked about how I was turning 21 in a week. How he’s going back to Europe for tour. And then the scariest topic of our conversation: relationships.  “You like anyone Y/n?” He asked. He sounded scared.  “Yeah, actually,” I confessed. I want to confess that I like him and get it over with.  “Who?” He said as if he was surprised.  “Well,” I was thinking, “You might know him. He’s tall, brown hair and blue eyes. He’s sweet and kind-” I looked at Jonah. He seemed sad. I realized that I knew I was describing him, but I could have easily been describing Daniel as well. I decided to say something that he would catch on to. “He wakes me up at five in the morning just because he wants to see me.” Jonah’s eyes widened. “So yeah. I really like him but I don’t think he likes me back.”  “He likes you back,” Jonah said really quickly.  “Really?” I asked. All of a sudden, his lips were on mine. They were softer than i had imagined. Would I tell him that I imagined that? Never. We pulled apart. “You’re lips are softer than I had imagined,” I breathed out.  He laughed. “Yours too.” He kissed me again. This time, it wasn’t as soft at the last, but more passionate. At some point we were full on making out on the couch. He hovered over me, his arms on either side me for support. My hands were playing with the hair on the back of his neck, tugging and pulling.  We finally pulled away to breathe.  “Aren’t you glad I woke you up at five?” He smirked.  “Even if this didn’t happen, I would still be happy,” I replied.  “Does this mean you’re my girlfriend now?” He bit his lip.  “Does Hermione end up with Ron at the end?” I answered back. His eyes lit up as he got off of me. He jumped around like a little kid screaming “Y/N IS MY GIRLFRIEND!”. I laughed at his silliness. He ran back at me and picked me up. He spun around kissing me. Little did I know that he would be the love of my life. 

(A/N sorry this is so short. but I wrote this this mornig because i couldn’t sleep. i hope you liked this)

[slayseavey]

Not Like Other Guys-Zach Herron Imagine (smut)

Warning: sexual nature and one night stand 

you were dancing the night away with a group of friends at a party that Corey and Tessa had dragged you too, after having recently getting dumped by your boyfriend they thought it was time to get back out there little did they know you had already had a few rebounds do by now you were quite good at it.

“Hi” a boy with brown hair tapped you on the shoulder

“hi”

“I’m Zach” 

“Nice to meet you Zach I’m y/n”

“well its a pleasure to meet you too” you just smiled and looked at the floor 

“Alright man” as he walked over to Corey and Tessa greeting them we all chilled and spoke for what felt like hours before Corey and Tessa decided to leave, leaving Zach and I alone on the couch 

“it was amazing to meet you”“

“you too Zach” he leaned in to give me a hug and it lingered a bit longer than a friendly hug 

“you just absolutely stunning I cant keep my eyes of you” your face was turning a deeper shade of pink every second 

“Dont get offended but would you want to come back to mine? I mean... you dont …. have to ...if you …..dont want...……...actually you know what just forgot I said..ann”

“Zach shut up and come here” with that your lips crashed onto one another 

“lets go” Zach held your hand guiding you through the people and into the uber the whole ride to his place he was holding your hand and telling you how amazing you were

Zach unlocked the door to his apartment and slammed the door shut, he pressed you up against the wall and started placing kiss down your neck and with your lips moving perfectly in sync he walked you across to his bedroom flinging the door open and sat on the edge of his bed pulling you closer to him, you push him down and got on top passionately kissing him. as you tugged on his shirt he whipped it off and did the same to you he flipped you guys over so he was on top and ripped down his jeans leaving him in his Calvin Klein boxers however it was long before those were off too and you two were completely naked he was kissing down your body moving down to your core “zaaaaachh” you moaned in pleasure as you see him smirk still working his magic he moved back up and looked you in the eyes “you ready” he winked “yes” you replied with that he placed himself inside you causing you to arch your back clinging on to Zach leaving scratch marks on his back he rested his head between your neck leaving hickeys all down your neck with every thrust it was absolute pleasure for the both if you, you were both getting close to climaxing “zaaach I;m close” and shortly after you both collapsed “that was amazing y/n” “yeah it was” once you got your breath you go to get up and get your clothes on “Wait y/n what are you doing?” “look I know how one night stands work I’m off” “nah I’m not like other guys come here and cuddle I meant what I said I think your absolutely amazing and I know by sleeping together the first day we meet isn't the great impression i would want you to have but I want to see where this goes” and with that you climbed back into bed and cuddled up to Zach and for some reason it just felt right.

A/N: Requests are open!!

[solarsunsimagines]

ZACH HERRON MASTERLIST

Started : 2021/10/14

Last updated : 2022/01/08

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KEY

GN - GENDER NEAUTRAL!READER

M - MALE!READER

F - FEMALE!READER

* SMUT

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RUN // GN

A friendship that turns into something else

GONE // GN

Based off of Julie and The Phantoms, where Y/n can see the three ghosts that have started staying in their home studio.  

MAKEUP // GN

Zach tries being a good boyfriend, by trying out the hobbies that his partner expresses an interest in.

SURPRISE // F

Zach surprises Y/n for her brothers wedding.

MOBBED // GN

while on a date, Y/n and Zach get stuck in their favorite ice cream shop.

NIGHT CREAM // GN

After a long day, Zach takes care of his partner.

HI BABY // F

Zach talks to his baby.

TITANIC // F //  PART 1 / PART 2 / PART 3

Y/n is forced to go on a Titanic experience with her family, which she isnt too happy about, but meeting Zach definitely gives her a few hours of memories to make.

MISCARRIAGE // F

After figuring out what Y/n and Zach were missing in their relationship, they suffer a devastating loss.

* MOVIE // F

Things get steamy after Zach finally makes a move on Y/n.

GEMS // GN

Zach gets so Jealous that he runs away from his problems, only to come back to deal with things that he had done.

KIDDNAPPED // F

Zach is kidnapped and initiated into a gang.

DEMONS // F 

Zach and Y/n are both trained assassins' who happen to cross paths.

I WANNA WRITE YOU A SONG

The Moments from Zach's Childs life that stand out the most to them.

[jonahlovescoffee]

On A Bright Summer’s Day | J.M.

a/n: first thing first! before any one attacks me for not being asleep at this hour! this! post! is! queued! because why not celebrate him turning 23 with a good ol’ smut that some of you might already have read before :P (ps. this means it’s my birthday tomorrow so yayyyyyyy haha) so enjoy my lovelies <3

summary: why not do it on the pool deck when no one’s home?

warnings: smut, smut and more smut

word count: 3177

It was a lovely afternoon with the sun shining brightly and the high sunlit clouds drifting idly across the clear blue sky. The weather was slightly warmer than usual, but it was just the way you like it to be; so of course the first thing you did when you reached your boyfriend’s house was to take a quick shower before changing into fresh clean clothes, or to be exact, one of Jonah’s t-shirts that hung loosely around your petite figure despite having more than enough of your own clothes kept in his closet and a pair of shorts. You figured Jonah and the others were tanning at the pool deck, which was what they’d normally do on a warmer day like today but when you opened the sliding doors that led to said area, you were surprised to see that Jonah was the only one there relaxing on a sun-lounger while scrolling through his phone.

“Hello there, pretty girl,” Jonah flashed a grin at you the moment you entered his line of vision. You involuntarily licked your lips when you beheld his sun kissed skin that seemed delectable to taste, his beautifully toned abs that you wanted nothing more than to trace with your fingers and not to mention his pants that were worn so low around his waist that showcased his prominent v-line and left nothing much to the imagination. You could feel a familiar sense of hunger stirring in your gut and it was definitely nothing related to needing food.

“Hey, handsome,” you said sweetly, hiding your sinful thoughts behind a warm innocent smile. He switched off his phone and put it away immediately, choosing to focus on you instead. You plopped down onto his lap, the perfect seat that you had claimed since day 1 of dating him. “Having a nice time sunbathing alone?” You teased but instead of shooting any retorts back at you, he looped his arm around your waist to pull you closer to him, till your back was against his front.

“Everyone else had plans today so I’m the only one stuck at home with nothing to do but it’s definitely better with you here now,” you could feel his breath near your neck as he leaned closer to your ear to speak, his voice holding a soothing raspiness as always. His fingers toyed with yours leisurely, the mere feeling of his calloused fingers from years of guitar and piano against yours already more than capable of taking your mind places.

Oh, how much you need them to trace every inch of your skin and watch them glide lower…lower…and lower…

“Y/N?” The sound of him calling your name startled you, instantly pulling your wandering mind back into reality.

“Yes? What did you say just now?” You looked up at him beneath your lashes, just in time to meet his soft gaze on you, completely oblivious to whatever that was going on in your mind a second ago. You were thankful that humans couldn’t read minds, or else you would’ve died of embarrassment on the spot. Plus, it would be rude of you to ruin a peaceful moment like this when all he clearly wanted to do was relax and not you, wouldn’t it?

“I said,” he leaned closer, so close till his breath managed to tickle your ear. “Will you care to join me?”

“It’ll definitely make me a bad girlfriend if I leave you here sad and alone after missing me all morning, right?” You replied teasingly.

He let out a hum of agreement before suddenly saying, “But you can’t do it like this.”

You raised your brows, confused, not quite catching what he meant. “What?”

“You’re wearing too many clothes,” he remarked, tongue clicking in mock disapproval. Slowly, his hands travelled downwards and he tugged the hem of your—his—t-shirt, as if to emphasize his point. His voice dropped to a low whisper. “No one wears this many layers for tanning.”

You inhaled sharply as you realised what he was implying.

“Turn around, baby, and let me get this annoying fabric off you,” his voice was huskier now, with an edge of authoritativeness and you couldn’t help but obey whatever he said. With several quick shifts of your body, you were facing him, legs placed on each side of his body in a straddling position, rolling your hips subtly against his crotch, with the excuse of trying to make yourself comfortable but he wasn’t bothered in the slightest.

As a matter of fact, he merely laughed at your feeble attempt to make him get hard. “Oh, my sweet, sweet angel,” he shook his head, highly amused. “You know that it takes more than that to get me worked up don’t you?” It was a lie but you didn’t need to know that, just like how you didn’t have to know about how he couldn’t think straight the moment you entered his sights wearing one of his favourite t-shirts that fit you so perfectly and the sweet little bashful smile that you knew he loved, you were basically begging for him to fuck you right then and there in broad daylight. He didn’t want to initiate anything without your consent at first, but from the way a lustful expression seemed to glaze over your features once you saw him, it was confirmed that both of you were definitely on the same page. “Lemme show you how to properly turn someone on, yeah?”

“First, you take off their clothes,” he pulled your shirt over your head and with a little maneuvering, managed to take off your pants before tossing them aside.

“Then, you drag your hands over their body, to make their mind go wild,” his hands travelled from the soft, supple skin of your thighs and up your body, over the curve of your waist and the swell of your breasts and onto your arms to lead them around him so that they were eventually wrapped around his neck. Goosebumps bloomed wherever his hands moved. His touch was as warm as the rays of the afternoon sun and the contact of his hand on your body that was still slightly cooler because of the shower you had just taken felt like you were being kissed by the sun itself.His roaming hands stopped when he reached your neck, leaving one hand to wrap around your throat, pressing his fingers lightly into your flesh, his grip successfully making your breath hitch at the back of your throat.

“Lastly, you kiss them like this,” he pulled you in to connect your lips and you almost couldn’t catch your breath when he didn’t waste any second to start the kiss off slowly. Lips pressed against each other’s, he nibbled on your plump bottom lip with his teeth harder than necessary, till drops of blood surfaced, all the better for him to suck on your ichor, a gift he found himself never worthy of but desperate enough to have it all the same. He used your gasp as an opportunity to slip his tongue into your wet cavern and started exploring every inch of it with the kind of ferocity that made every thought in your mind dissipate into nothingness, leaving only a mantra of more, more, more echoing in your dazed mind.

Which was why your hands soon found their way into his soft brown hair, entangling themselves through his strands before giving it a harsh tug to deepen the kiss. You might not be the best at foreplay, but if there was one thing you’re good at, it’s kissing.

“That’s it baby, fuck, you’re doing so good,” He groaned through the kiss, which made you smile.

“What can I say—I learnt from the best,” you replied cheekily when your lips parted for a brief moment to catch your breaths before he chuckled and pulled you back in. The kiss started to get sloppier once you started to grind your clothed core directly against his crotch. Palm finding itself on your waist, Jonah gripped you ever so tightly to push you even harder against the bulge that was now evident in his pants. Arousal pooled at your core from the bliss of it all, until the kiss was broken because of your inability to concentrate as the hunger, the need for him continued to grow to the point where you were a whimpering mess in his arms.

He watched your lewd expression as you dry humped his dick atop the throne you made of his lap, biting back a low groan that was threatening to escape.

Oh, you were always so exquisitely beautiful when you’re needy; flustered with sweet melodious moans being emitted from those pretty swollen lips.

“Aww, my sweet little whore, you’re already so desperate for my cock, aren’t you?” He asked in a degrading tone and a mewl was the only response he received from you. “Come on, baby, use your words and tell me what you want,” he coaxed, patting your cheek lightly.

With considerable effort, you managed to speak between ragged breaths. “Want...want you inside me, Jo.”

“Alright, babygirl. Now sit still,” He cupped your cheek gently and you nodded obediently like a cute little puppy, halting your movements immediately, even though the action made your southern region ache from the sudden loss of any sort of friction. “That’s a good girl,” he praised before reaching down to remove your soaked panties first, tentatively letting a finger glide along your folds and was pleased to find your pussy drenched with want, the brief touch enough to send shivers up your spine, pushing a shaky moan out of you. “Perfect,” he placed a tender kiss on your lips. He pushed his pants down, and his dick sprang out of its constraints and slapped against his abs, already hard and leaking with pre-cum. You were practically salivating at the sight of his length on full display despite having seen it numerous times before. He wrapped a hand around his dick, giving it a few good strokes before saying lowly, “See how hard you got me, baby? It’s all for you, sweetheart.”

“All for my pretty little angel,” his fingers dug into your hips as he pulled you forward and positioned you above his erection, the slight contact between your pulsing core and his tip was enough to

Your mouth went dry as you looked downwards to see his length slowly disappearing inch by inch inside you, stretching out your tight walls beautifully and your mouth fell open a little, just enough for a pleasant gasp to slip out.

“So…so big,” you whimpered a little when you were fully settled on his cock, staying still for a couple moments to adjust to his size before starting to move upwards slowly, then slamming down to the hilt. Again and again and again.

The lower half of your body bounced without any rhythm whatsoever, only the urge to chase the pleasurable high that could only be given by him and no other. Jonah wrapped his arms around you, fingertips ghosting over the soft skin of your waist to hold you steady as best as he could as you continued to work your magic until he was throwing his head back against the back of the chair and groaning as you increased your speed gradually, with your eyes closed and your mouth open in an ‘o’ shape, releasing breathy moans that were music to his ears.

“Oh, fuck, just like that, baby, taking my cock so well like a little whore, hmm?” He cooed as you picked up your pace. The head of his cock, the veins, the loose skin- you feel everything about his length as you bury him deeper inside you, hitting your sweet spot. Your back arched as the tip of his cock presses against the bundle of sensitive nerves, in sync with the sinful sounds that left your lips, almost drowning out the sounds of Jonah’s own blissful groans every time you sank yourself down onto the hilt. You let your hands travel across his bare torso as you rode, relishing the feeling of all the rock hard muscle underneath your fingertips that was the result of him constantly working out over the last few months.

“Feels good, sweetheart?” He asked when he heard the soft whimpers that fell from your lips.

“Yes, Jo,” you managed to say through bared teeth, as the pleasurable pain tore through your body with every thrust. “So so good.”

The smacking of skins crescendoed into loud beats throughout his backyard, and he reveled in its symphony accompanied by your cries of ecstasy. You continued to make sure that each succession of your ass meeting his thighs crashes deep and hard around him.

Everything started piling on top of each other all too fast. It wasn’t long before Jonah felt that surge coursing through his cock from your rapid pace and the delicious clenching of your cunt as you neared your peak. It made his brows narrow tightly from the overwhelming pleasure. Your walls seemed to close in around him and you gripped his shoulders tightly for leverage as it got harder for you to slide up and down.

“J-Jonah, I’m close,” you breathed, looking up at him for approval.

“Wanna cum, baby?” He asked, and in that very moment his questions felt like the biggest blessing you had ever received.

”Mhm…please…oh my gosh,” you nodded profusely before bottoming out again, your fingers digging into his skin. “Please.”

“Okay baby. Don’t worry, I’ll make you cum quickly, kay?” He soothed and sure enough, ecstasy shoots through you as he takes the lead at the last second, thrusting up harshly to prod deep inside your womb and you let out a soft cry of his name as you finally hit your high, releasing all over his cock, followed by him spilling his seed inside you, filling your insides with warmth as he praised you under his breath for being such a good girl for him and how great you did.

You fell onto his body immediately and he didn’t hesitate to hold you close as you laid your head on his chest, listening to the steady beating of his heart, completely exhausted. You shared lazy touches and soft giggles like two lovesick idiots, and he didn’t even bother to pull out of you, letting you cockwarm him for the time being, since it was still early and none of the guys were home yet.

But life was filled with surprises.

The sliding doors were suddenly pushed open with a terrifying brashness before you and Jonah could even react. You looked up and was beyond shocked to see Corbyn standing there in an unpleasant expression you had never seen him wear before. He was so furious that if looks could kill, you and Jonah would be dead by now. You curled your body in Jonah’s arms on instinct, to try and hide you and your almost naked body from Corbyn’s view as your cheeks heated rapidly out of embarrassment, thinking that he was pissed that you and Jonah were being too loud while unbeknownst to you both, he was still at home.

Therefore, shock was an understatement when you heard what he said next.

“Jonah I need you to drive me to the police station now,” He said with a horrifying calmness and Jonah, who was busy trying to shield you with his body from his bandmate’s view, looked up instantly at Corbyn in surprise at the mention of his name.

“What? Why all—“

“Emily and Daniel got my baby BMW fucking impounded,” he explained through gritted teeth. “Because they literally fucked in my car after taking it out for a wash.”

You didn’t know whether to laugh or be disgusted once you fully processed his words and you weren’t the only one suffering from that dilemma too. Jonah’s face looked hilariously constipated as he tried to suppress his laughter by wearing a mask of seriousness to match Corbyn’s.

“So get your keys and get changed quickly. I need to save my baby,” Corbyn ordered coldly and turned on his heels and walked back into the house with a slam of the door behind him, not even acknowledging your presence.

Thankfully, with his vision clouded by nothing aside from the burning anger in his veins, he didn’t notice the questionable state you and your boyfriend were currently in.

Seconds ticked by before you fully processed what had just occured and came back to your senses.

“What the heck, Jonah? I thought you said there’s no one home!” You whisper-shouted at him as you both were forced to move apart from each other to put on your respective clothes after he pulled out of you.

“I didn’t know Emily and Daniel were the ones who took his car out for a wash,” he was quick to defend himself while pulling up his pants with one hand and habitually reaching for his shirt you were initially wearing with the other.

“Hey! Hands off!” You swatted his hand away aggressively before grabbing said shirt and holding it tightly against your chest. “This is mine.”

“Baby, please, Corbyn is kinda in a rush here,” he pleaded but you weren’t giving in that easily.

“What do you want me to do, then? Walk to our room topless?”

“Corbyn is already outside waiting for me so the house is empty,” he reasoned but you merely scoffed in return.

“I don’t think I can ever trust your words on that after today,” you stuck your tongue out at him before putting on his shirt, the soft material reaching your thigh as you stood up, wobbled a little because of your legs that were still asleep because of what happened moments ago, then falling into his arms that were already outstretched in preparation to catch you, knowing very well how your legs seemed to momentarily malfunction after sex. He always mocked you about it but it secretly made him happy (or maybe even a little smug) to know that he was able to pleasure you till this extent. With a firm arm wrapped around your waist, he led you back into the house.

“Fine, I’ll go change upstairs,” he eventually sighed in defeat, to your delight. You chose to remain in the living room as he returned to his room. It wasn’t long before he reappeared at the top of the stairs in a new outfit.

“So do you want to come with us?” He offered as he descended the stairs quickly, his hand combing through his hair to make it look somewhat neat and decent. He started to make his way to the front door, not forgetting to give you a brief peck on the lips when he passed you by.

“Nah, my legs are sore thanks to you,” you waved him away with your book. “Plus, the last thing poor Corbyn needs to know now is Emily and Daniel aren’t his only friends who love to fuck in risky locations.”

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GREY — djs

the series

[ not my gif !! ]

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒...!

— when daniel forgets his relationship more the he likes to admit, his girlfriend, alaska, is done being put on the back burner of his life. ultimately deciding on breaking up with him, will daniel realize his mistake? or will we be left with only feeling grey?

ONE.

alaska was young and inexperienced when it came to dating, but she knew one thing in her life.

this should've never been this hard.

she shouldn't have to feel like she was constantly fighting for any kind of attention. and if that made her sound clingy, well to bad. it still wasn't right.

daniel seavey. yes the daniel seavey, daniel seavey from why dont we. the love of alaska's life.

or at least that's what she initially thought.

the daniel that tried so hard to get confidence to ask alaska out, coming up with idea after idea with input from the guys to get you and him to confess feelings for one another. was now suddenly ignoring alaska, and she had no idea why.

she used to smiled when she saw his contact that read, 'dani baby💞' but now text after text she would send would be left on delivered with now response. she rolled her eyes and sighed as she changed his contact to, 'dani🥀' 

alaska knew daniel was living his dreams with his best friends, and had responsibilities. she knew that and most of all understood all the stress. especially after the nine month hiatus break that felt like it would never end, the hate, and all the chaos the world has come to. she knew that fans would want him to speak up about everything even if he already has. she knew limelight's needed him and the boys more then ever.

but alaska's tolerance was really being strained when he decided not to show up to dates without telling alaska, leaving her for hours on end just to receive a stupid half-assed from daniel.

and with every single texted unread, and calls unanswered, to time after time fighting for daniel's attention at home, alaska felt her heart break more and more, with pain and annoyance.

especially in this very moment, laying on their shared bed for about five hours, her phone held loosely to her ear as she tucked a strand of her brown hair behind her ear, she listened to his voice mail for what felt like the millionth time that night. alaska felt her heart break more.

alaska didn't left a voicemail to him, he never checked them anyways. well, he didn't check hers. with a small sniffle alaska rubbed her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose, she hung up. she fought back the tears in her eyes, 'why should i be crying over someone who's basically forgotten about me?' alaska mumbled as she cleaned up the fort she made in their room, taking down the pillows that were comfy. taking down the fort daniel used to love.

it shouldn't be this hard.

a/n !! this is my first ever series i’ve written! i hope you guys like it!

[negativity4you]

Sometimes my virgin ass surprises me with the filth of my smut.

Like, damn.

And that’s on unreleased tension ✌🏻

[chilling-seavey]

Amoureux (c.s./d.s.) - Chapter Fourteen

A/N Song for this chapter is Slow Dancing in the Dark by Joji. The lyrics are too real for this story and the vibes are immaculate. 

A/N2 This is a bit spicy...proceed with caution...

The ballroom was set up with long tables dressed with white linens and the most expensive china for the dinner party the following afternoon, the butlers spending the entire day preparing the event to be perfect. Daniel was kept out of the palace as everyone knew he would some how cause havoc on the preparations for his own enjoyment – or at least that’s what they expected him to do. Recently, Daniel was too preoccupied to even think about his usual little pranks on the palace workers, too hung up on a certain French princess and how to get his brother gone.

Jonah was supervising the youngest two children by the pond, annoyed that his formal duties now seemed to be down to simply being a babysitter. He was surly not impressed with it. Even still, he sat and read as Anna played pretend among the trees, trying to get Daniel to join who was too busy daydreaming as he stared across the pond to where Christian and Louisa were riding the horses.

“Jonah.” Daniel finally spoke, trying to push his little sister away who was tugging at his arm.

“Yes, Your Royal Highness?” Jonah answered without looking up.

“What would happen if Christian didn’t want to marry Louisa anymore?”

“That is not an option.” Jonah said.

“But what if he said I could marry her instead?”

The older man finally looked up from his book with raised eyebrows and he titled his glasses down his nose to peer over at the boy.

“Dani, please!” Anna whined, smacking her hands against his shoulder.

“Go away, Anna. I’m having a conversation.” Daniel gave her a small shove and she fell backwards onto the grass. She simply glared at him and got up with a huff before stomping off.

“Did he say something to you?” Jonah asked.

“No, no. Just wondering.” Daniel shrugged. “Would I be King then?”

“No. You would not. And Louisa would no longer be on her path to becoming Queen. You would be Duke and Duchess.”

Daniel hummed in response, picking at the grass under his feet.

“You would only be King if Christian abdicated the throne or passed away. You would be next in line to the throne.”

“Oh, I don’t want to be King.” Daniel shook his head as he glanced back over at Jonah. “I’m not stuck up enough for that role.”

“Stuck up? I would not say that one would have to be-“

“Christian would be a good King.” Daniel continued, glancing over at the couple far across the grounds. “I guess.”

“May I ask what is with the sudden inquiries, sir?”

“Nothing in particular. Just wondering.”

“You will be assigned a bride when you turn twenty as well, Your Royal Highness. Do not fret. Your time will come.”

Daniel frowned.

“Daniel!” Anna wrapped her arms around his neck. “Please play with me!”

“Alright, alright.” Daniel grumbled and got himself up from the grass, letting his little sister pull him into the trees to be bossed around to her crazy rules in the newest game she just made up.

~~

Louisa cleaned up from horseback riding in plenty of time for the dinner party, Mary helping her into a dark blue down with a deep neckline and puffed sleeves that sat off the shoulder, her hair set in its usual curls down her back and her bangs tied back from her face with a matching blue ribbon. The Royal Family was led into the ballroom together, standing to welcome each guest to their event before everyone took their seats, Louisa tucked securely on Christian’s arm. At the table, Christian was across from Louisa as usual, sharing his gentle smiles to her as often as he could. Daniel was still on Louisa’s right, just like in the dining room set up, and he had to smother his smug smirk into his glass at the luck of it all, a smug smirk that no one would have caught onto anyway but the secrecy of it all was thrilling.

After his little escapade with the letter, Daniel had expected her to turn him in but her nearly eager response was pleasantly surprising. They found themselves slipping letters under each other’s bedroom doors before supper which was the perfect time to not be caught, giving them something a little daring to read before bed. Daniel and Louisa were both young at only sixteen, both sheltered and unsure of the realities of adulthood, but to them, their few arguable love letters were more than enough to keep the risk of their little ‘relationship’ heightened to the point of exhilarating.

The dinner party was the last place either of them wanted to be really. Christian was head of conversation as his father, the two of them leading a discussion of recent parliamentary goings on, especially regarding America’s Revolution which they were still feeling ripple effects from. Louisa simply focussed on her meal, trying not to let her mind wander too far. It was difficult, however, with Daniel sat beside her, close enough that she could smell his cologne and nearly feel his warmth, wanting to sneak off from the table in the middle of the meal. She could only hope that Christian would turn the attention to her to get her mind out of where it truly didn’t belong.

Her wish was granted as everyone turned to look at her, Christian’s beaming smile making her hesitate mid-bite of her meal.

She glanced around shyly, “I am sorry. What was the question?”

“Are you looking forward to the wedding?” Christian repeated one of the guest’s questions.

“Oh, yes, very much indeed.” Louisa grinned, straightening up in her chair a bit more. Christian smiled at her. “It is hard to believe that the day is almost upon us.”

“Only three more weeks.” The Queen added. The table filled with excited exclamation, all of the guests to be present on the wedding day itself.

Louisa nearly startled at the hand on her thigh and she resisted the urge to look at Daniel in fear of giving him away. The weight of his hand on her lap was comforting and agonizing all in the same and she dropped her right hand under the table to slide her fingers into his. The conversation continued; Christian, as usual, taking the lead as she sat back and simply listened. Daniel kept his hand in hers as they continued eating, Louisa thankful for being left-handed at a time like that as to not be found out by something as minuscule as suddenly switching hands mid meal. She kept her focus on Christian across from her as Daniel’s thumb rubbed soft patterns over her skin. She glanced at Daniel casually, meeting his cheeky smile for a brief second before looking away again.

He gave her hand a squeeze before sliding his fingers out of hers to set back on the table. Louisa couldn’t deny she wished he didn’t move away and it took a lot to keep herself from reaching back over to take his hand again.

The night was long and terribly boring after a while, Louisa and Daniel sitting beside each other in silence, Daniel’s usual remarks too used up to even be funny anymore and they just stared at the wall blankly, offering polite responses and smiles when they were spoken to. When the dinner concluded, the guests were ushered outside to their carriages with formal goodbyes from the Royal Family who saw them off.

Christian and Louisa said their private goodnights to the family once they were back inside and he set his hand on her back as he led her upstairs to bed after the long evening festivities. They stopped outside her bedroom door and he took her hands in his.

“I wish we could have spent more time together tonight.” he whispered to avoid his voice carrying across the hallways and down the grand staircase they were stood nearly right beside. They didn’t notice Daniel watching them from the landing, tucked behind the banister.

“Me too.” Louisa smiled gently, giving his hands a small squeeze.

“You looked absolutely breathtaking tonight.”

“Thank you.” Louisa blushed, welcoming his lingering kiss to her lips. He pulled back just as quickly and she dropped her gaze to the carpet.

“Sleep well.” Christian said, letting his hands fall out of hers as he headed across the palace to his own bedroom.

Louisa sighed deeply and ran a hand through her hair, her expression nothing but uncertainty and a bit of heartache that Daniel caught from his hiding spot. He watched her head into her room and close the door quietly behind her.

Mary was already in Louisa’s room with the fireplace lit and the wash basin and everything prepared for her to get ready for bed. The lady in waiting helped untie the princess’ hair and brush it out in front of the mirror and helped her out of her gown and hung it up as Louisa got into her white nightgown. The women spoke softly about their days and what happened, Louisa talking about her ride with Christian around the grounds and how she was getting more comfortable on horseback and even bit him in a bit of a race although she was sure he let her win. She didn’t feel quite ready to go past a steady trot yet.

When she was washed and changed and ready for bed, Mary said her goodnights and left the princess alone for the night. Louisa glanced around the room for a new letter but found none so she carried her single candle over to her night table and set it down as she got into bed for the night.

She hadn’t even had time to blow out her light before her door was opening slowly. Louisa stayed silent in slight fear as she held the candle out in front of her to try and see through the dark room to who was coming in.

“Just me.” Daniel whispered, shutting the door behind him and rushed over to the foot of her bed.

“Dani, what are you doing here?” Louisa asked softly, pulling the sheets higher over her as she sat in her nightgown. Men were definitely not allowed to see women in their nightwear, and she found herself quite embarrassed as he stood at the foot of her bed with his own candle, staring at her.

“I missed you.” Daniel climbed carefully onto her bed, kneeling on the end with the burning flame held in his hand.

“You should have come earlier. I am in my nightgown.”

“I am too.” Daniel giggled, looking down at himself dressed in his own white bedclothes.

He shuffled up closer and leaned over her to set his candlestick holder next to hers on the bed side table before sitting down next to her against the pillows. The candlelight flickered warm dancing shapes over his soft features and Louisa couldn’t help but let her gaze drift over his face, how his hair was a bit of a mess and falling over his forehead, light eyes wide and full of thrill from the secrecy of his little adventure to get to her, and his lips just as perfect and pink and alluring as always. Louisa took a deep breath and looked forward again, twisting the diamond ring around her finger nervously.

“Are you staying here tonight?” she asked softly.

“If I am permitted by you.” Daniel answered.

Louisa licked her lips as she looked back to him, feeling him close to her as he was curled up facing her on top of her bedsheets. She nodded, biting back a cheeky smile as he grinned at her and shuffled under the blankets with her. A strange feeling was burning in her chest, her eyes drifting past him to her desk drawer that housed his few letters, the words feeling more than a bit of a youthful and silly fantasy now. She felt more drawn to him than ever, shuffling closer to push her lips against his before she could even second guess it.

Daniel raised his hand to her cheek to keep her close, smiling into it as she kissed him strongly, her hand setting against the mattress beside him to keep her upright as she was leaned in towards him. They stayed like that a while, hung up on each others lips like always, until Daniel was slowly sliding an arm around her waist and rolling them over. Louisa fell back softly against the fluffy white bedsheets and down filled pillows, staring up at him with slight uncertainty but still nothing but desire in her face.

“This okay?” Daniel whispered.

She nodded, breathing out a soft, “yes” as she pulled him down to kiss her again.

The feeling of him on top of her was strangely comforting, her arms wrapping themselves around his body to hold him close as he kissed her like his life depended on it. The dark, candlelit room was filled with the sounds of their deep kisses and the ruffle of sheets as they slowly and carefully stripped out of their nightwear.

It was a mess of kisses and soft apologies and awkward shifting and plenty of blissful giggles, the two sixteen-year-olds too wrapped up in their reckless love and thrilling secrecy to even worry about the awkwardness of it all. Their eye contact was nearly unbreakable, their noses touching lightly in close proximity and soft kisses shared when their lips would brush. The candlelight flickered off the diamond ring still on Louisa’s hand that was tangled in Daniel’s dark hair, sending small stripes of warm light across the bedroom walls.

His name falling from her lips was Daniel’s favourite sound, more than any piece by Mozart or Bach or even Boccherini; if only he could have her and her beautiful soft voice, it would be the only music he would need for the rest of time.

Louisa was never one to truly live in the moment, always hung up on one thing or another in the back of her mind, but in that very moment she was only focussed on Daniel and how she wanted nothing else but him.

When the candles burnt out and the sheets and pillows were a mess on the bed, the two young lovers were laid side by side curled up, breathless, in each others’ arms. They shared small kisses and gentle touches, as if they couldn’t still get enough of each other, before finally drifting to sleep.

[myhead-myuniverse]

Chapters: 3/3 Fandom: Why Don't We (Band) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Daniel Seavey/Original Female Character(s), Mention Jonah Marais/Original Female Character(s) Characters: Daniel Seavey, Jonah Marais, Corbyn Besson, Jack Avery, Zach Herron Additional Tags: Angst with a Happy Ending, Fluff and Angst, Fluff and Smut, Love Confessions, Jealousy, Platonic Relationship with Jonah, Insecure Daniel, Hurt Daniel, hurt reader, Friends to Lovers, Hickeys, Marking, Broken Reader, Friends With Benefits, Choking, Slight Choking Summary:

She knows being close to her isn’t easy, but Daniel effortlessly inches his way to her heart like it’s the easiest thing he’s ever done. It’s not, they both know it’s not but the way all the work doesn’t seem to bother him makes her heart pound in her chest.

“You don’t even know if he likes me.” Her voice wavers on every word.

“Baby, there’s nothing I’m more sure in life than Daniel’s feelings for you.” She’s not afraid to say she wishes Jonah knew how to lie so she could tell him he’s wrong. He doesn’t though, Jonah isn’t good at lying when he’s forced to, like in interviews, and he’s simply unable to lie to her even if he wanted to.

“And, still, it only takes a little bit of alcohol for you to get in my bed.” She tries to joke through the lump in her throat.

“I guess it makes me the bad friend.” Jonah almost winces, like he just thought about how wrong all of it was.

“Depends who you’re asking.”

[blushherron]

dead 😍🤤

[inocent-as-a-rose]

Jo: ZACH! If we want to finish the song you'll have to stay awake!

Z: I'm sorry, I'm just really tired.

C: yeah, Jonah, the boy's tired

Ja: you can't expect him to be awake, [YN] got home last night.

Z: *blushing*

D: you'd be the same if Tate came over.

[chanathanbanglagoo]

“I love you.”

Pairing: Daniel x (Fem) Reader

Warnings: None, Some feels, maybe some implications of sex, cursing (kind of)

Words: 1059

Summary: Y/n is staying the night with Daniel for the first time. 

Disclaimer: This is totally inspired by @alwaysmarais98. Here’s the link to hers: https://alwaysmarais98.tumblr.com/post/176954912510/first-night-together-zach-herron

I sat in the uber, my leg bouncing. The airport became smaller and smaller as I drove away. I was waiting to see Daniel. I missed him so much it hurt. I was staying with him in L.A. for a couple weeks. I think we would be sharing a room. That scares the hell out of me. Many scenarios flew through my head of how everything could go wrong. To pull me out of my panic, I felt my phone vibrate against my leg. I pulled out my phone from my pocket to see Daniel’s name pop up. I answered the phone. “Hi, Daniel,” I wistfully said into the phone. “Hi, baby,” He replied. “I can’t wait to see you,” I whispered. “Same here. My family is out of town to see some family in Portland-” I could hear him smirk.   “Oh yeah?” I smirked, too. “Uh-huh,” He hummed, “You know what we could do right?” I could tell, just from his voice, his eyes had darkened from lust. “Of course,” I bit my lip, “Can you imagine, the skin slapping, the noises, everything.” “Babe,” he groaned, “you know what I’m thinking?” “Yeah,” I said, seductively. “We’re. Gonna. Have.... A PILLOW FIGHT!!!” I screamed into the phone. “Hey. Not fair,” I could hear Daniel pouting. “I thought you knew what I meant.” “I know, I know. Listen, I’m like, five minutes away from the apartment. I’ll see you soon,” I laughed. “Okay, babe. See ya,” he screamed into the phone. I laughed as I hung up the phone. I pulled to the apartment complex and texted Daniel. To: Dani boi <3 im outside. what’s the apartment number?

From: Dani boi <3 Apartment 319. Third floor.

To: Dani boi <3 thank you bubs

I walked into the building and entered the elevator. As I was going up, I got another text from Daniel.

From: Dani boi <3 Hey... I’m in the bathroom. When you get to the apartment, there’s a key in the mailbox. Use that to get in.

To: Dani boi <3 ok

I walked to his apartment and looked through the mailbox for his key. I finally found it. Once I was able to get the key to actually do something, I opened the door and walked in. I shut the door behind me and when I turned around, I saw a naked Daniel standing right in front of me. “Oh my god!” I laughed as I shut my eyes. “Babe. I had to,” he giggled back. “Dude, go put on some clothes.” “Okay,” he frowned. He went back into his room to grab some clothes. He walked back in some shorts. I ran into him and hugged him. “Finally,” I said into his chest. “I missed you,” he kissed my head. “I missed you too,” I pulled away from the hug. “Damn,” he laughed, “You’re short.” “Okay,” I scoffed, “most of your height is from your neck.” “That was mean.” “I know.” “What do you want today?” he asked. “Not much. I’m tired from flying. I just want to relax,” I replied. “I have a perfect idea. Let’s go to the beach,” he said. “Okay.” I liked that idea. I rolled my suitcase into his room and started to dig through it. I found my swimsuit and started to take my clothes off. Daniel walked in as I was trying to take my bra off. “Turn around,” I demanded. “Babe. I greeted you at the door with my dick out. I think you’re fine,” he laughs. “Please?” I begged. “Fine.” He did a 360 turn. I didn’t notice until my bra was off and I was bending down to pick my swim top up. “Wow,” I heard him whisper. I whipped my head up and covered myself. “What did I say?” I yelled. “I’m sorry,” he quickly said and turned around. I changed into my swimsuit and turned to face Daniel. He faced me and his eyes lit up. “You are gorgeous,” he breathed out. I kissed him. “Thank you.” He grabbed my hand and led me to the beach.

*time skip*

Daniel and I were at the beach for a while. We laid in the sand together listening to the ocean. I was laying on his chest listening to his heartbeat. His hand rubbing my back. “Daniel. This is better than anything than anything I have ever imagined.” I kissed his chest. “I love this,” he whispered. I picked up my phone to look at the time. 11:30 pm. “Dani?” “Hm,” he hummed out a reply. “I hate to cut this short, but, it’s 11:30. Can we go back to the apartment?” I asked. “Of course. I’m getting a little tired.” We got up and started to walk back to the apartment. Once we got back, we went straight to the shower. I didn’t care that he saw me naked anymore. It was bound to happen anyway. We showered and freshened up, trying to get as much sand off of us as possible. We got out and put on pajamas. I walked back into the bathroom while Daniel followed me. I started to do my skincare routine while he was singing to me. “Thanks for letting me stay with you. I could’ve just gotten a hotel room,” I said. “No problem. I would never make you pay to see me.” He hugged me from behind. He rested his head on my shoulder. “I’m not gonna lie, I was nervous staying with you-” “Why?” he interrupted. “I know you.” I turned around to face him. “I know that you wouldn’t let me sleep on the couch. I know you would have me sleep in your bed with you. That freaked me out,” I confessed. “Yeah...” He smiled like a little kid. “I guess you’re right.” “You want to head to bed now?” I asked, kissing his nose. He took my hand and pulled me into the room.  We laid down in the bed. My head was on his chest. I felt him breathing. Everything was calm. I liked this. I didn’t want to move. I don’t know why I was so nervous before. “Hey babe,” Daniel whispered. I looked up at him. “Yeah?” I whispered back. “ I just wanted to say I love you.”

That was the first time he said I love you.

(A/N I hope you like this. Comment if you want a part two. Also Daniel Seavey is precious. Okay, bye.)