#zoe murphy smut

[witchthewriter]

𝑴𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆   𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄

Paid story for @yourwinchesterbros. Word Count: 3.1k Warnings: swears, SMUT no one under 18 read this please, i.e., rough sex

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Jax decided to drive both of you over to his place, pick the boys up and go to the park. You agreed, because … you didn’t really know what the boys liked to do. Jax found your anxiety a tiny bit humorous, only because you were so riled about it.

    “I mean, what if I say … the wrong thing and they hate me forever? I don’t want to be the evil stepmother!” You said while the two of you got dressed.

 “Babe, they’re not gonna think of you like that. I promise,” he said and gave you a peck on the cheek. Rolling your eyes, you zipped up your boots and went to feed your own two boys. They were waiting patiently at their bowls, both tails wagging when you made their food.

   With Jax in the shower, your mind wandered to all the things that could happen. Fuck, what if one of them gets hurt on my watch? You thought while placing the silver bowls on the ground.

You weren’t expecting things to go well. That’s just how your mind worked sometimes, okay ... all the time. Low expectations meant you couldn’t get hurt. That whatever went wrong was bound to happen anyway. Basically, you were a supporter of Murphy’s Law.

You were already dressed and waiting on Jax. So, you decided to do a bit of tidying up, which turned into cleaning and when Jax came out of the bathroom, he saw you with two gloves on, heavily scrubbing the benches.

   “Babe! It’ll be okay. They’re just kids-“ Jax had your face in his hands as he spoke, so you had nowhere else to look but in his eyes. Eyes that seemed to look straight through you. To see everything you were feeling.

It made your stomach flip. He truly believed his sons would somehow adore you. Just as he did. Oh, the folly of men.

You rode over to Jax's place on his bike and the whole way there you couldn't stop panicking. Children frightened you a little, but what you didn't realise was that Jax could feel your heartbeat through his back.

And at one point, he lightly slapped the side of your thigh. It was his way of trying to get you out of your own mind.

The ride felt shorter than usual and as you hopped off the bike and undid the helmet, you followed Jax up to the house. It was just like any other house. It was middle-class; clean, and well-maintained, even the lawn had been mowed. The mailbox stuck out to you, and you didn’t know why. Maybe it was because of how weird a biker in a gang would have such a normal, everyday, and mundane … thing. It wasn’t rusting or chipping either...unlike yours.

   With one knock to the door, Jax opened it and went inside. With you right behind him, he squeezed your hand once and went to find his boys.

Oh fuck, okay here we go, you thought, looking around the place. Hell, it was clean. Cleaner than your own home. Well, Jax would have hired a cleaner, or at least, Gemma would have. But if you ever moved in with him, would you still keep the cleaner around? Would Gemma still come around as often?

It was these weird thoughts that sometimes kept you up at night. Were they stupid thoughts? Over the top? Were you thinking too far ahead? Calm down, you thought to yourself. And tapped your thigh right where Jax had before.

  Your mind was snapped out of its cage when you heard the sound of heels on tiles. Holding a breath, you saw ...that Wendy wasn’t there. Unbeknownst to you, Jax had had a conversation with her the night before. It wasn’t a fun one either. But he did make things clear, as well as assure Wendy that her boys weren’t being taken from her.

  Gemma stood there with her arms crossed. Was she glowering at you? No, no she was sizing you up. Once again.

   “The way you handled Wendy the other night was pretty badass, Zoe.”

Some people would see that as a compliment but there was something sour in her words.

Before you could reply, Jax came out with two blonde-haired boys.

Abel and Thomas were hesitant as they clung to their father. All three had blonde hair, and the thought made you smile. For a split second, you wondered what coloured hair your baby with Jax would be, but instantly you scolded yourself. Don’t think so far ahead! you thought.

Abel was the easiest one to get along with, all you had to do was ask him about his toys and off he was, running around his house trying to drag you along, showing you all the different rooms and what he used them for.

   “And in that one we do number ones and number twos,” he said brightly while pointing to the toilet.

  “Whew, that’s good to know,” you responded with a laugh. Jax howled with laughter, while carrying Thomas close to his chest. Jax held onto Thomas, who didn’t want to leave his father’s arms. Not because he didn’t like this new stranger, no, he’d been around strangers all the time. It was just that right now he got all his father’s attention. Finally.

   “Isn’t that right, daddy?” Abel said with such innocent eyes.

“Absolutely,” Jax huffed, and scruffed his son’s hair.

   But he wasn’t done. Once Abel got someone’s attention, he had to keep it.

“And this…” he swung open the door, “is my bedroom!” He opened his arm in a ‘ta-da’ kind of way and then ran to his bed and jumped on it.

   “Woah man,” you said. Trying your best to be as interested as possible. And it was interesting to see the little knick-knacks in the toddlers room. It was blue, with shelves full of photos and race cars. And a LOT of miniature toy bikes.

   Jax followed you guys in and took in the picture before him. The three people he loved most in this world. His two beautiful boys. And the woman he’d been waiting for.

  “Hey, you guys wanna go to the park?” Jax said and both the boys screamed “yes!” Even Thomas let his excitement show.

Fuck Murphy’s Law, you thought. The sun was shining, warming everyone’s skin, not a cloud in the sky. The playground was empty except for the four of you, who were currently in a very serious game of tips. Abel was it, and he had to tap the closest person so then they would switch. In a child’s mind it was perfectly logical. But explaining it to Thomas was a bit of a challenge. He was just happy to cling to Jax.

  Whenever you looked over at Thomas, he buried himself further into his father’s chest. Almost covering himself with the kutte. God, if you weren’t seeing a lot of Jax, then these poor boys barely saw him. A pang of guilt hit you in the chest and you felt a little sick. You hadn’t even thought about the boys and what Jax meant to them.

“No, no ah!” You yelled as you ‘ran away’ from Abel (you couldn’t help but go easy on the kids. If it were with other adults … then your competitive nature would send you overboard.)

  Abel’s tanned arm reached out and tugged at your shirt. “Got you! Got you!” He screamed in delight, his little mouth curling in a big smile.

    “Zo is it!” Thomas babbled, giggling near his dad. The first time he acknowledged you. It made you beam. Maybe this was the reason people had kids … for some validation.

Looking at both boys, you curled your fingers, and you did your worst evil laugh. Abel screeched happily, jumping to the upper level, and running to the slide. Jax held Thomas’ hand and slowly ran away from you, hiding between the swings.

    “Ohhh, I’m gonna get you!” You said to Jax, who looked at you with a sly grin.

“I would like to see you try-“ he replied, trying his best to hold in a smile. Being suave wasn’t actually that easy. Especially while playing tips.

  But you took off, and without even moving, Jax let you jump onto his back and down to the ground. Abel and Thomas screamed in pure excitement.

   The little boys piled on top of you two, squealing and giggling, they could barely stay on top because they were so small.

    “We got you Dad!” Abel said, holding onto your back.

“Yeah, we dot you!” Thomas echoed, giving his father a kiss on the face.  He was going to be the sweetest thing on earth. You just knew.

Your things were sitting on the park bench not that far from the playground. But Jax didn’t hear his phone ring. He placed it in your bag and actually forgot about it.

   For once he wanted not to be interrupted, to have time true family time. Because he learnt from his past. And wasn’t going to make the same mistakes again.

  But that meant he missed a call. Well, a few calls actually. Ones that would change the course of club business.

  On the drive back home, you looked at Jax and spelled out “I-C-E-C-R-E-A-M?” He only responded with a deep belly laugh.

   “Yeah, I reckon we can do that.”

By the time the boys arrived home, their faces were covered in icecream and sprinkles. Much to Gemma’s dismay.

   “God, now they’re gonna be running on the roof,” she said with a huff. But you knew it was an act. She loved that the boys were spending time with their father.

   “It’s alright Ma, I’ll clean them up.”

“Yeah I know you will,” she said like a whip. Her hands on her hips as she led the four of you inside. She ran the bath, and although the boys were filthy, they both whined.

   “C’mon, Zo loves baths,” Jax said, adding bubbles and toys to the tub.

“Y-yeah, I do! They’re great!” You said enthusiastically, doing your best to persuade the two little grubs to get clean. They looked like the lost boys from Peter Pan.

  When the tub was full enough, the boys still wouldn’t get in. Both with crossed arms (Thomas just copying his brother), they refused.

     “I bet,” you said with an idea in your head, ”that you’ve never had a bath with your clothes … on.”

And their eyes lit up.

   Gemma rolled her eyes and shook her head.

“I mean a bath is a bath right?” You said to Jax, who looked at you with raised brows.

    “I mean … yeah.”

After the boys were cleaned, Gemma was almost adamant that the two of you leave. You could feel the ownership radiating off of her.

  Like leaving a lioness’ den, you got on the bike and Jax took you home. Gemma watched as you two sped off, and when she turned to go back inside, you could have sworn her tail followed.

  When Jax dropped you home, he finally looked at his phone. You could see the concern on his face, but something in you told you to back off. To give him some privacy. Hey, maybe it wasn’t club business for all you knew. Maybe it was a big day for him as well.

Barely giving you a kiss, he waited for you to walk inside and sped off.

The club business had Jax fired up. And when he got to your place, he harshly knocked on the door, then started pacing back and forth.

   “Coming,” you called, slipping on your pajama pants. Reaching the door, you yanked it open and saw a frazzled Jax Teller.

   “Shit,” you said plainly.

“Yeah, shit,” he said darkly.

Moving aside, he stalked in and did not take a seat.

  “Do you want a drink?” You said letting the door click closed.

“I- I don’t know,” he started pacing again, and you realised you were seeing the real Jax. The one that no one else saw. The one who did all his thinking by himself.

   “Yeah, I know what you need,” you said slightly wide-eyed. Half of you was worried for Jax, and the other half was … excited. Excited that your relationship had progressed to letting each other see one’s breakdown.

In the kitchen cabinet sat a heavy glass bottle of brown liquor. It was something that Skeeter had made at home. You tried it before, and one glass was the equivalent to four standard drinks.

Getting out your nicest drinking glass, you put in a few ice cubs and two shots of the liquor. Before closing the lid, you took a swig and scrunched your face in reaction. That shit was strong.

    “Here,” you said and sat down. Finally, he followed your lead.

For some reason, it was only now that he could take a deep breath. When you handed him the glass, Jax’s fingers lingered over your own, needing to feel your touch. It was then that he started to calm down. Down a step, then another.

 Jax drained the glass and looked at you with the hunger of a wild animal. Pure lust in his blue, glowing, eyes. Heat travelled from your face, down your neck and in between your thighs. Fuck.

  Prowling over to you, Jax picked you up with ease and laid you on the carpet floor. Your long hair now a messy crown around your head, the tv became background noise, as Jax became mesmerising in his pursuit of pleasure.  

Biting down on your neck, he claimed you as his. With his hands clutching you tight, moving your top further upwards, he kissed at the exposed flesh. Groaning at your taste. The smell of you turned him on, let alone how you looked, how you walked and talked. The whole of you was like a need for him. Sustenance, nourishment; he needed you.

 It was as if you both had that same thought. Jax needed Zo. And it was a race to have all of you.

With swift movements, he pushed your clothes from your body, grabbed ahold of you, and twisted you around. With your face to the ground, he pushed down your pants and ground against your bare ass.

   “Jax,” you whispered and in response all he did was growl. Fuck, you thought. You weren’t with Prince Charming tonight. He wrapped his hand around your neck and with his lips, pulled on your earlobe.

  Jax let go of you, only to undo his pants, and you started to move. But as quick as lightning, he pushed you back to the floor.

    “Don’t fucking move,” he roared and the heat between your legs turned to slick.  

 In a split second you were completely naked. You could feel the roughness of his beard between your legs, the warmth of his hands rubbing your thighs, his mouth was everywhere. All you could do was lay there, doing your best to slowly arch your ass closer and closer to his cock.

 Tonight Jax was full of aggression, of rage, of … tension. And he needed you. He hadn’t planned on having you face down on the ground, ass in the air. Such a pretty ass, he thought. And slapped it hard.

   “Ah!” You flicked your head towards him and your eyes grew red. Raising an eyebrow, he inclined his head.

  “No?” He grumbled. His voice was lower than usual. Gravelly, hoarse.

“Yes,” you said in a command. And an evil grin spread across his face. Within moments, your ass was red raw and it made your cunt even more sensitive.

    Seeing you in that position made Jax want to touch every part of you. His hands gripped your cheeks and spread them apart. You knew his face was centimetres away from your core because you could feel his hot breath against it.

  If it was any other night you would say something, but all you dared do was whine.

     “Shhhh,” he cooed, swiping his nose against the exposed flesh. Licking your folds, toying with your clit with one of his fingers.

  “You want me to fuck you?” He asked, almost entranced.

“Yes,” you whispered, and tried to move backwards, so his face was flush against you. At that, he laughed. But a hard hand slapped your ass again and you cried out.

    “I know you want me to fuck you…” and then his mouth was sucking on your cunt, his nose gliding up and down. “I know you do…” he murmured against you.

The tension in stomach was tightening and tightening, but you didn’t want to cum without him inside of you.

  “Jax-“ you whined, trying to get his attention. But he hands were firmly planted on your hips, his face completely buried in your ass, his fingers in your pussy, his mouth moving everywhere.

    “I’m gonna-“

“I know,” and then he undid his pants and let his hard cock spring free.

It didn’t start off slowly like it had the first time. No, this time around Jax was rough. He plunged himself into you, thrusting hard; in and out, in and out. The sound of his balls slapping your ass filled the room but you were too hazy to be embarrassed.

  “G-god,” you moaned loudly, letting his body pound into your own. Jax’s body was practically on top of yours, one hand around your throat, and the other around your middle, thrusting into you erratically.

“Fuck.” 

     “Fuck.”

“Yeah.”

    “What was that about.”

“The deal went through babe, I’m sorry – wait I didn’t hurt you did I?” Jax got up from the floor to look you over. Only a few hickies on your neck and breasts. Well, and some on your thighs.

 But you only laughed, a glint in your eye. Having his kneeling body right next to you was a sight to behold. Tanned all over, his hair messed, muscles bulging (may or may not have been flexing). He looked like a god. But to you, he was only a prince. Your prince.

   “I’m fine, Prince Charming, now go get me a blanket, I’m cold.”

“As you wish,” he said and got up, his cock dangling between his legs. You almost gasped. Yes, you were a mature grown woman, but seeing the male form always gave you a little shock. Especially a male form that had been inside you.

“I gotta talk to you about somethin’,” Jax’s voice was heavy and your stomach twisted.

    “…yeah?” You looked up at him and he sighed.

“I have to leave again, not as long as last time though. But I leave tonight.”

  You groaned and flopped back onto the floor. You had only just gotten him back.

“Hey baby,” he said with a smirk on his face, “at least you have somethin’ to masturbate over now.”

[aceditwrites]

The Master List (hi)

Master List:

Hi, i’m ace. I got really bored and i need an excuse to procrastinate on my personal writing projects so i decided to start an account dedicated to just writing. So like, you can request almost anything (limits below) like if you want like a platonic fic just ask! If you want the reader to be the kid or sibling of the character, i’ll do it! You can be as specific or as vague as you want, eventually i’ll get some prompts for help but for now, you gotta wing it. Also I’ll write for like any fandom even if i dont know it, i’ll try my hardest but i’d prefer if you stuck to the list below. Anyways yeah.  (also pfp is nyurei on picrew)

So basic rules, 

If youre an nsfw account dni, also i will not write smut regardless of age given i’m a minor

No incest 

I’m currently only doing x readers, that might change in the future but for now no ocs or ships

I’d prefer if you didn’t request x reader with an actual person, (ex. Instead of asking for a Maya Hawke x reader, ask for a Robin Buckley x reader)

If you know a character’s sexuality and you dont fit, dont ask (ex. Nico is gay, I will not write Nico x fem! reader)

Please specify pronouns when requesting 

Please keep in mind i’m not a professional writer 

Please use common sense and dont do something that makes me have to update the rules

Anyways, so fandoms i’ll write for

It 2017/2019: Richie Tozier, Eddie Kaspbrak, Stanley Uris, Bill Denbrough, Beverly Marsh, Ben Hanscom, Mike Hanlon (specify if you want 2017 or 2019)

Percy Jackson: Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase, Grover Underwood, Piper McLean, Jason Grace, Leo Valdez, Hazel Levesque, Frank Zhang, Connor Stoll, Travis Stoll, Nico Di Angelo, Will Solace

Supernatural: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel, Gabriel, Kevin Tran, Crowley, Charlie Bradbury, Rowena (does girly have a last name 💀), Jack Kline (platonic only)

Jurassic World Camp Cretaceous/Chaos Theory: Darius Bowman (i’d prefer if we kept it platonic with him but romance is ok i guess), Kenji Kon, Brooklyn, Yasmina Fadoula, Sammy Guiterrez, Ben Pincus, 

Marvel: Tony Stark (platonic only, so sorry) Steve Rodger, Bucky Barnes, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff, Peter Peter, Ned Leeds, M.J, Harley Keener, Thor Odinson, Loki Odinson, Shuri, T'Challa, Okoye

The Owl House: Luz Noceda, Willow Park, Amity Blight, Edric Blight, Emira Blight, Gus Porter, Eda Clawthorne, Lilith Clawthorn, Hooty (platonic preferred, but if you freaky like that go ahead and ask for romance, see what happens), Raine Whispers

The Umbrella Academy: Luther, Diego, Alison, Klaus, Five (would he date a kid or an adult cause-), Ben (he can be alive or yall could be ghosts), Vanya 

Dear Evan Hansen: Connor Murphy (my beloved), Evan Hansen, Jared Kleinman, Zoe Murphy, Alana Beck

Heather: Heather Chandler, Heather McNamara, Heather Duke, Veronica Sawyer, Jason Dean, Martha Dunnstock

Invincible: Mark Grayson, Debbie Grayson, Eve Wilkins, Rex Splode, Amber Bennet, William Clockwell

Epic the Musucal: Odysseus, Penelope, Telemachus, Eurylochus, Polites, Circe, Hermes, Calypso,

Idk how any of this works but uh have fun

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"DEAR EVAN HANSEN MASTERLIST" (closed)

MIKE FAIST

love hearts (fluff) - the reader is scared of heights. she eats love heart sweets when she’s nervous.

train ride heat (smut(ish)) - a ride to the music box gets steamy.

EVAN HANSEN

mirror room (angst) - the supposedly neuro-typical reader suffers a panic attack.

dating evan hansen includes (headcanon)

ZOE MURPHY

dating zoe murphy includes (headcanon)

CONNOR MURPHY

coming soon

JARED KLIENMAN

coming soon

[problematicc-favs]

stay awake; jared kleinman x reader smut

request(s):

can you do jaredxreader smut??? :0 pls

You should def do a fic about Reader giving Jared roadhead

I'M UP FOR THE ROAD HEAD *clapping intensifies*

word count; 745

TWs; SMUT LMAO

LOWKEY HAD ZERO CLUE WHAT TO DO FOR THIS ONE SO HERE YOU GO

Going out to get snacks from a 7/11 at midnight wasn’t unusual for you and Jared. In fact, it had become something you would do probably at least once a week. Most of the time it was a mutual agreement to go, but tonight your boyfriend wasn’t up for it, much to your dismay.

“I’m tired, y/n. We can go tomorrow.” He groaned. You scoffed. “Oh come on. You don’t even need to get out of the car. Just drive me.” You whined, tugging on his arm. “Jared.”

He looked over at you and sighed in defeat. “Fine. But we have to make it quick.” He rolled off of the bed and grabbed his car keys. “Yes! Thank you. I love you. I owe you one.” You grinned, hopping off the bed as well. You practically dragged Jared out the door and to his car. He got into the drivers seat, yawning, and put the keys into the ignition. It was relatively quiet at first, besides the radio quietly playing and the frequent yawns coming from your boyfriend. “You’re going to fall asleep while you’re driving.” You half-joked, to which Jared replied with a simple ‘probably’. You glanced at him. He looked like he was barley aware of what was going on around him. “Maybe I can help you stay awake?” You suggested casually, leaning against the car door. “I swear to god if you’re gonna like.. slap me, I’m turning around and going home.” He half-joked. “I’m not gonna slap you.” You scoffed, gently placing your hand on his thigh. “God, it’s like you think I’m evil or something.”

He glanced down at your hand briefly before looking back at the road. “You are evil.” He pointed out. You giggled softly, your fingers trailing higher up his thigh. “You’re not wrong.” You agreed. You could hear his breathing speed up as your fingers danced at the waistband of his pants. “Thank you again, for taking me.” You said softly, your hand starting to palm him through the fabric of his shorts. He gulped and attempted to not let your ministrations distract him. You frowned slightly, hoping for more of a reaction. Your hand moved more roughly against him, his bulge becoming more apparent. He groaned quietly. “Did you say something?” You questioned. “You’re the biggest fucking tease I’ve ever met.” He shot you a glare. You mocked offense, your hand slipping under his shorts. “Rude.” You rolled your eyes, biting back a smile when he let out another shaky moan. “I did tell you I’d help you stay awake,” you began, unbuckling your seatbelt and turning to face him. “I think this will do a pretty good job of that.” You tugged his shorts down. “You know this just makes you seem like a huge slut, right?” Jared chuckled. “I’m just being a nice person.” You argued. At the next stop light you moved into the small amount of space between Jared’s seat and the front of the car. “Y/n.” He warned. “Jared.” You mocked before pulling his underwear down enough to expose his length. Jared cursed under his breath as you took the his tip into your mouth. His knuckles turned completely white as he gripped the steering wheel. It was fortunate that you were at a stoplight when you began to start bobbing your head, because his hand jolted to the so much it caused the steering wheel to jerk to the s. “You’re gonna get both of us killed, idiot.” He moaned, his eyes flickering between you and the road as if he couldn’t quite decide which one was more important. One of his hands shot down to your hair, gripping it tightly. You popped off looking up at him. “Pay attention to the road, Jared.” You teased. He glared at you before looking ahead once again. You took him into your mouth again, moaning around him as his hips bucked. It wasn’t long before you could feel he was close. He moaned your name desperately and you sped up, until you felt the car stop. Almost instantly, you were struggling crawling out from the space in between his legs and back into your seat. He stared at you, speechless. You smiled slightly. “Sorry, babe, but I gotta go get a slushi.” You practically sprinted out of the car, giggling as you made your way inside the 7/11.

Meanwhile, Jared sat in the car, completely shocked. “I fucking knew she was evil.”

[the-anonymous-ones]

Are any active accounts writing DEH fanfiction???? Like all of the accounts are dead

[bubblieywubbliey]

Evan x Reader - Stage Fright (SMUT)

Hey! Sorry for the lack of updates but here is my most recent fic!! It's a request for Evan x reader to help with evan's pre-performance anxiety :) sorry if there are mistakes I was pretty sleepy writing this towards the end but I wanted to get it out! I have made some edits since publishing to make it longer and more coherent (there were some perspective issues because I was so sleepy when I finished it off - pun intended) :)

Mumbles floated around you as you all sat on the stage, curtains drawn, chatting before the evening showing of chicago. You turned to feel Evan tapping on your shoulder. You looked up to see Evan in his costume, a white shirt unbuttoned so his chest hair was visible with black trousers and you were a little turned on when your eyes reached his face and you saw the beard he had grown out for the role, in order to look older.

“Sup babe?” You asked, noting the worried expression on his face. 

“Oh, uh, just stressed, can we go sit in the hall?” He looked at you pleadingly.

“So what’s the stress?” You asked, turning so that you were sat leaning against the wall.

“God I’m just, I’m worried that- no it’s stupid, it’s not your job to manage my anxiety...” he stopped himself, sighing, he really had matured since you guys started dating.

“Of course it isn’t, but that doesn’t mean I’m not gonna support you!” You take his hand and beam up at him.

"I'm just stressed that I'm gonna, I'll screw up being Billy Flynn? I'm not like that and I'm scared that I'll be awful when it's in fron of the crowd."

"Evan, you'll be perfect and if you aren't no one will care, okay?" Evan nodded and you took his hands. "Now, did that help with your stress about this?"

"A little?" You smiled and he smiled back, a boyish grin covering his face. “What?” You ask, a light questioning tone in your voice as he grins. He pulled you to your feet before responding.

“Well there's 20 minutes before I need to be in hair and makeup... You know what would help me stop being so anxious?” Your eyes widen and you giggle a little, already slightly turned on by his confidence.

“Oh? What would that be, Mr. Hansen?” Smiling you traced your finger up and down his chest, the two of you giggling, you were so close you could feel his breathe on your lips. Your finger trailed down past his bellybutton and to the waistband of his black trousers. He looked down and then back up at you, shyness overcoming him, you pressed your lips to his and he sighed into the kiss as his anxiety faded away, his hands coming to rest on your waist. You pushed your hand into his waistband and he gasped into the kiss as you wrapped your hands around the base of him. You pushed him up against the wall and broke the kiss to begin gently biting his neck.

"W-wait here?? We-we're in the hallway, Y/N! There are dressing rooms you kno-" Evan stuttered and groaned as you began to slowly pump him inside his trousers, cutting him off. "No one's gonna come though here..." You mumble into his neck as you kiss up from him collar bone, his white shirt was already unbuttoned to show some of his chest for his outfit. "For at least 20 minutes, right?" You stroked the side of his face, feeling the roughness of his beard.

"Y-Yes probably- ah!" He gasped as you increased your pace, sucking harshly on his neck."Y/N I can't have any... god, fuck... I can't have any hickies..." He was breathing heavily, his fingers clenching and unclenching the fabric of the vest you're wearing. "Sounds like hair and makeup's problem." You whispered and and yanked his trousers and boxers down roughly in one go and licking a stripe up his length.

"A-ah! Y/N!" Evan nearly yelled, looking around the hallway to see if anyone was coming. He covered his mouth with his hand in an attempt to subdue his own noises, he was not used to having to be quiet when you guys had sex and whenever you did anything in public it was usually him teasing you. You sucked on the tip of his dick, tracing patterns on it with your fingers as you sucked. He let out small muffled sounds and you looked up at him, excited at the fact that you could make him feel like this. You released him with a pop and he almost sighed in relief before you took him into your mouth again, but this time all the way.

"Ah!" he yelled, unable to contain himself and you deep throated him, your hand wrapping around the parts you couldn't reach. Evan glanced around to check no one was coming before tangling a hand in your hai r.

"Y-Y/N I'm so close..." He panted and you looked up at him through your eyelashes. He let out another groan at the image below him, your mouth wrapped around his dick, eyes closed as you focused on making him feel good, but he didn't fail to notice that one hand was inbetween your thighs, rubbing gently. "I'm so fucking lucky holy shit!" He gasped as he approached his orgasm. He pulled you up and kissed you, kissing down your neck as you continued to jerk him off eith your hands. His hips shake as he nears his end and you gasps as he bites down lightly on your neck, sucking it

Suddenly there was a clattering at the end of the hall and voices echoed around the corner from the direction of the dressing rooms.

"S-Shit!" Evan gasped and pulled his shorts up. You attempted to make yourself look a little presentable after Ev had messed up your hair by flattening it down and running your fingers through it. "U-uh Y/N oh my god I-I still have a... A you know, what do we do? It's really visible these pants are too fuckin tight." Evan cursed and you turned to see a rather noticeable bulge in his pants. 5 minutes ago the concept of this was very exciting but now it was a clear sign as to what you'd been up to.

"Uh, behind the stage?" You posed the hiding spot and Evan, starting to panic a little, nodded and you dragged him back towards the stage. Everyone was out on the actual stage and you pulled Evan into the broom closet behind the curtains instead of going out to join everyone else. Evan breathed a heavy sigh of relief as you both leaned against the wall of the closet.

"T-That was way too close! You almost got us in some serious trouble Y/N." He said and you laughed, his face was bright red."That was really irresponsible, why can't you behave?"

"Now, shall we solve this problem?" you ignored his reprenmand, assuming he couldn't actually be annoyed with you. "I think we've ended up making you more stressed, haha!" You sniggered and reached over to pull his face into yours, just as you did you noticed Evan's facial expression was nearer to a frown than the embarassed laugh you had expected. He didn't say a word, just pressed his lips harshly against yours and you let out a muffled squeak of surprise as he immediately forced his tongue into your mouth, pulling your mini skirt up a little so one hand was on your waist and the other was pushing roughly against your clothed clit. His beard brushed against your skin and your breath hitched at the sensation. You couldn't help but let out more yelps, leading Evan to grunt out a quick "you better stay fucking quiet." as he groped you roughly, pulling your panties aside and dropping to his knees. He didn't say anything like he did when he was drunk and rough, this was different, he was quiet and dominant, which was somehow hotter. He licked up your slit and you yelped before covering your mouth.

"Stay quiet." He said, clearly. You nodded and he turned you around to have you holding on to the shelves, ass in his face. "We have 12 minutes." He added as he checked his watch before pushing a finger into you, pumping in and out you could barely breathe due to all the whimpers that you were holding in. You grunted and gasped as he pounded you with just one finger, curling it so it touched the spongy flesh at the top of your vagina, hitting your g spot hard. He added another finger then another, pushing in and out with his tongue still on your clit until you came, gasping as questly as you could in order to evade detection. You were soaking and recovering from your orgasm, leaning into the shelves with your ass still on the air. Before you'd even figured out what was going on Evan was sucking hard on your neck, his trousers were on the floor and he was grinding against you. You gasped as your body spasmed a little from the over stimulation and having something inside you so suddenly after orgasming. Reached around and grabbed your arms, holding them behind your back while guiding the tip of his dick into you, you inhlaed sharply. Had he gotten bigger? God it felt like it. He wrapped his hands around your neck, applying gentle pressure to your throat.

Shocks of pleasure fly up your spine as you gasped with every thrust, pushing back against him, revelling in his grunts of pleasure and the feel of his fingers on your throat, applying the perfect amount of pressure. He released your hands and let you lean back and tangled his fingers in his hair, roughly increasing his tempo, his hips rutting against your and the sound of your skin slapping together along with the accompanying sting that was perfectly the border of pain and pleasure made it clear that you would have bruises tomorrow. He reached around with the hand that wasn't around your neck and rubbed your clit roughly, just a couple of times, but enough to send you over the edge, the feeling of you spasming around him was heavenly and he gasped and groaned as you tightened unconciously. He pulled out for a second to let you recover before easing the tip in as your entrance continued to spasm uncontrollably, his hand still rubbing your clit, stimulating you beyond your orgasm. It took everything in you not to scream out his name, instead opting to silently gasp his name over and over.

"Ev..." You groaned as he pushed all the way in. He pulled back and then pushed in again as you leaned back to kiss him roughly, hardly able to breathe due to the barrage of pleasure being caused combined with his hand around your throat. Evan faltered slightly in his pounding and whispered sweet nothings and and grunting, gasping out your name, how beautiful how tight you are for him. He let out a whimper and you knew he was cumming soon. You gasped into his mouth as he pumped in and out at increasing speeds, your fingers tugging his hair causing him to groan, his head dropping to rest in the crook of your neck as he was overwhelmed with pleasure.

He was pounding so hard that you knew you'd have bruises, reaching around your hips to rub your clit hard to bring you there again and it worked, you were teetering on the edge of your orgasm as he licked up your neck, then kissing your collar bone and leaving lovebites along your neck. He hit a few final thrusts as your orgasms hit both of you and your body shook uncontrollably and it took everything you had not to scream his name. Evan grunted softly as he came into you, thank god for birth control. He was still balls deep inside you and you held him there for just a second, unable to handle anymore movement in that moment.

"Jesus Christ Evan." You whispered, still gasping from your third orgasm in the span of 20 minutes.

"Sorry, was that too much?" Evan asked worriedly.

"That was fucking great Evan, if anything is too much you know I'd say so." Evan nodded and pressed a quick kiss to your lips. He pulled out roughly and you spasmed again because of the overstim. You grinned as you got dressed, adjusting your shirt and hair, fixing his too, you found some wipes on the shelf and cleaned yourself up, it wouldn't exactly look great if you started leaking cum everywhere would it? Now you were both dressed and you both stepped out of the closet and peeked around the edge of the curtain where people were finishing their dinner.

"Where were you guys?" Brooke turned around to see you walking in on slightly shaky legs.

"Oh us? Evan was just a little anxious so I took him for some fresh air to calm down.

Brooke looked at your shaky legs but you sat down before she could comment on it. Zoe was also sitting next to Brooke as she made a final adjustment to her costume. "Mmh. Okay well Evan you need to be in hair and makeup, your hair is a mess. And you look kinda sweaty. Also you have red splotches all up your neck that we'll need to cover." Evan blushed a bright red, glancing at you and you looked away, trying not to laugh out loud. He glared at the back of your head before answering. Zoe made eye contact with you and you grinned at her, blushing and she spluttered a laugh before muting it with her hand. "Ah yeah... I um, I..? I had an... allergic reaction!" he almost shouted as he figured out a reasonable lie, he was never very good at it. "I had an allergic reaction to something earlier, didn't realise that um... That cheese crackers had actual cheese in them?" He fumbled through the lie and Brooke raised her eyebrows, looking at you both. "Right..." She sighed and dragged Evan off to the dressing rooms.

"Y/N! You guys couldn't wait??" Zoe blurted out as soon as they were gone. "Hey! anything to help Evan's stress..." You mumbled before getting out your script to practice your lines.

[a-small-blue-nebula]

calling for new deh rps!

I do kleinsen, treebros, zoeven, and poly ships! I prefer to be Evan, but can be Connor, but will not be Zoe or Jared.

I will rp almost anything! No current suicide attempts in rp (mentioned is fine), and no major charecter death (minor charecter death is fine)

I do just about anything else! Please comment or DM me if interested!

[thursdays-childd]

some random DEH headcanons i have

- Connor is still alive and well goDDAMN I MISS HIM SO MUCH

- Zoe loves Frank Sinatra

- Alana listens to stuff like Billie Eilish, Bea Miller, Marina and the Diamonds, etc.

- Evan likes tøp, especially Vessel

- Zoe majors in music theory

- Alana either majors in political science or law

- Connor likes Sleeping With Sirens bc they have really soft music but also really heavy music

- Jared watches a lot of Cartoon Network and Adult Swim

- Alana unironically loves Disney movies (including DCOMS)

- Connor has a really old car that’s probably older than his dad but he loves it

- Alana and Evan are really into Broadway (Alana LOVES Hamilton)

- Both of the Murphy siblings like Panic! At the Disco, but Connor prefers AFYCSO and Zoe likes DOAB and PFTW

- Connor eventually lets Zoe dye his hair red

- Connor unironically knows every single word off The Black Parade

- Zoe has a YouTube channel where she posts covers

- Evan and Zoe go on dates at the orchard and A La Mode

- Jared and Connor definitely went through a LeafyIsHere phase

- Jared watches a lot of gaming YouTubers, but his favorite is PewDiePie

- Jared knows every word to “Deepthroat” by CupcakKe (ok let’s be honest he STANS the queen)

- The Murphy’s have a Yorkie and/or a Corgi c h a n g e  m y  m i n d

- Alana freaks out when she finds out the Jonas Brothers got back together and you bet your ass she got tickets to see them

- Zoe likes Arctic Monkeys (her favorite song is Only Ones Who Know)

[soursaiki]

Masterlist

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My requests are always open for Dear Evan Hansen and Be More Chill!

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Dear Evan Hansen

Evan Hansen:

License Plate Game

Fishnets

Connor Murphy:

Waiter

Jared Kleinman:

Peace and Quiet

A New Feeling

Double Trouble Au

All the characters:

Characters as school staff/teachers

Sincerely Three Boys:

How the boys found out you liked them

Their music tastes:

Their sections in marching band

Treebros

Homecoming

Be More Chill

Jeremy Heere:

Double Trouble AU

Michael Mell:

I wanna dance with somebody

[owl-anon]

Campfire : Jared x Reader Smut

Warnings: smut, shitty writing and ya I think that's all

This was requested by anon to do a sub Jared, I hope its not too shitty 😬

Going camping with your friends sounded like a good idea at the time; but now that you were here, you were quickly changing your mind. Your boyfriend, Jared wouldn't stop complaining about how he missed having phone signal and his Xbox. Alana was trying to micro manage the Murphy's, who were arguing about how to put up the tent and Evan was too busy admiring at all the trees to help with anything. And you , well despite trying to control your toddler of a boyfriend, we're trying to unpack the car of all sleeping bags and food supplies to organize and put away. "Jared could you at least grab some of these lawn chairs and put them by the fire pit?" You asked cutting off another one of his complaints about the lack of wifi. "Of course m'lady" he said after grabbing your ass and walking away smugly. Oh two can play that game.

 It was dark and you were all sitting around the campfire. The s'mores had been eaten and the scary stories were told. The night was winding down, natures soundtrack of the fire crackling, crickets buzzing ,and owls hooting (ft. me) was playing. Alana and Zoe were cuddling and Zoe was nearly asleep. Evan and Connor were laying on a blanket in the grass. Connor was high as fuck and Evan was star gazing, the two having a hushed conversation. You and Jared were keeping warm by the fire snuggled up together. You were sitting in his lap and remembered the shit he had pulled earlier. Now was the best time to discreetly tease him.

Starting to shift around you heard him groan behind you. "(Y/n) stop that now. I'm getting hard." He whispered slightly panicked.  "No can do baby, I'm in charge tonight, you got it? Now don't make a sound and keep your hands off me unless I say so." You growled in his ear, dominance and lust taking over.  "Y-yes ma'am" he gulped. Although he'd never said it, you knew Jared enjoyed subbing. He loved seeing you dominant and to beg for you. You began to grind down some more till you felt him fully harden. Glancing around you'd realized that Zoe and Alana at this point had both fallen asleep cuddling and Connor and Evan were too deep into a conversation to notice your actions. Jared was trying to control himself and stay quite but it was hard (lmao) to say the least. You moved from his crotch to straddling his thigh. Jared realized what was about to happen, and his pupils dilated. You had talked briefly before about doing this and how he found it extremely hot. He tried to reach out and help guide your hips. You slapped his hand away, " no touching. And if you try that again I'm not going to let you cum tonight and we don't want that do we now?" You cooed with an almost passive aggressive tone. Concealed by the blanks encasing the two of you, you began to move your hips against his Jean covered thigh. You could feel yourself soaking his jeans and how much it turned him on. "This okay baby?"  "Y-yes... Yes fuck yes" he said a little too enthusiastically which made you smirk.  "Good" you sped up a little and began to feel yourself coming close to the edge. "Rub my clit, that's the only part you get to touch. Touch me anywhere else and you don't cum got it?" You said almost gasping and then began to give his neck hickies. The sensation of you rubbing against his now soaking thigh and his thumb toying your clit pushed you over the edge.

Once you recovered from your euphoric state you dragged Jared to your tent. "Goodnight guys!" You yelled over to Connor and Evan.  "Use protection!" Evan burst out; Connor had gotten him high, his face turning pink as Connor laughed so hard he might puke. You rolled your eyes and dragged Jared in behind you. The tent was smaller, but big enough for 2-3 people.

Once inside you began to strip each other. "Why don't we take care of this?" You said as you pulled down his jeans and boxers, rubbing over his length. Jared was already on edge and knew if this kept going he wouldn't last for long.  "Ple-please fuck me." He begged.  "Mm ...okay baby you've been good for me tonight. Tell me what you want baby?" As you grabbed a condom from his backpack and stared to roll it on him.  "Fuck (y/n) I want you to ride me. I want to go deeper than I've ever been and make you feel so good. I want to touch you. Please let me touch you." He said his cock aching as you lightly stroked him.  "You can touch me when I says so." You bit down into his shoulder as you slid down on his cock holding in a moan. You began bouncing and scratching your nails down his chest as you rode him. "You can touch me" you moaned into his ear as you were close to your second orgasm of the night.  "Fuck" was all he could say as he grabbed your ass and started to pound up into you. You reached down and started to rub your clit feeling your high coming.  "Shit Jared I'm going to cum." You almost screamed as he hit your g spot. Jared was holding out wanting you to cum first (what a gentleman). Your walls tightened on his cock and you came and so did Jared.  "Fuck I love you so much (y/n)." He panted out.  "I love you too Jared." You smiled and pecked him on the cheek. You both decided to dress incase someone wondered into the tent.

 You were cuddling and rubbing your thumb soothingly over Jared’s hand, having a hushed conversation, until you heard an over excited Evan yelling at Connor that he wanted to be an acorn because he loved trees so much. The two of you rushed out of the tent seeing Connor on the ground laughing and Evan running toward a tree with the widest smile on his face.  "Oh boy this is going to be a long camping trip." You laughed to yourself.

The next morning Evan remembers everything that happened and his face flushes. Of course Jared told Alana and Zoe what they missed. "I'm never letting you get me high again" Ev mumbled to Connor and himself. Everyone laughed and had a great weekend. 

[landoftheodd]

DeH fAnFiCz bE LiKe

zoe and evan were never together. zoe and evan both relized they were gay but they’re besties and they have sleepovers where they dish about their signifcant others, who are alana and connor. Jared comes also. Hes wearing curlers. evan paints connors nails, and vice versa. everyones getting their nails painted Connor also allows people to braid his hair, which he pretends is annoying but he actually loves it. also flower crowns connor has a hair pulling kink zoe and connor HATE eachother zoe and connor are best friends they have a sectret handshake and a treehouse zoe is jelous of evan and connors relationship zoe loves connor and evans relationship zoe gives connor advice when he puts up emotional walls that hurt his relationship, on their childhood swing set

jared isnt an asshole, hes a sassy lil dude. He sets up connor and evan because their both to shy and stubborn to admit their feelings. Classic romcom friend Jared. what a cutie.

Jared is also in a relationship with evan AND connor! they use pine lube 

alana has a dog a cat a lizard and also owns a zoo jared and evan had made up after connors death and are dating but also connor isnt dead also thats right, YOU THE READER are dating everyone. you and connor get high together you and evan hang under  tree together you and jared play video games you and alana study together you and zoe jam out together no wait your dating ALL OF THEM AT ONCE you guys go to the woods with your connectable game boys while high,  quizing eachother for school and taking short breaks for zoe to play out a cool tune and then you all cuddle cynthia has left larry for yoga heidi has made cookies for the gang lengend has it, she still is to this day

cynthia and heidi married and adopt orphans alana and jared now everyones siblings larry is evil. Larry hates connor and resents his punk rock attitude. He only cares about money and getting to work on time but also larry is a cool dude. He comes around and gets his son the help he needs. hes a great grandpa to zoe and connors kids. He drives the gang to pride as a symbol of acceptance.

what are your favorite deh fanfic tropes??

[problematicc-favs]

how you met/how you started dating; zoe x reader headcannons

Someone requested a Zoe fic, I did this instead for now because I didn’t know exactly what the fic would be. This gave me some muse for a Zoe/Reader relationship though, so I’m open to making a fic if someone requests. 

also requests are still open as of right now!

OKA Y, I HOPE THESE ARE GOOD.. LETTUCE GO;

-you and Zoe met when you accidentally stumbled into a jazz band rehearsal

-you had been having a really shit day and just needed to be alone for awhile, so you opened the door to what you expected to be an empty room

-but hahaha no just your luck, there were plenty of people in the room, all talking about some music shit you didn’t understand

-you kinda just stood there, mortified and holding back tears because nothing was going your way and you felt like absolute shit

-and Zoe was the first one to speak up

-and she just so kindly is like

‘do you wanna sit down?’

-and you nod silently

-Zoe gets the hint that something’s wrong so she walks over to you and leads you to a chair in the corner of the room

-while you’re walking she asks you if you wanna talk about it

-and you do but you don’t wanna interrupt whatever’s going on so you shake your head no and sit down

-you watch everyone rehearse and you like ca n n o t keep your eyes off of Zoe

-she looks beautiful and like the face she makes when she’s focusing is adorable

- and you start daydreaming because this nice pretty girl didn’t even make fun of you for running into the room on the verge of tears like an idiot

-and at some point she catches you staring and she gives you a little wave and a smile

-and you smile back a little bit

-you two ended up talking about your problems after school 

-it’s the beginning of a great friendship

- you can trust each other with a n y t h i ng

-your parents are being massive dicks?

you rant to her about it

-connor keeps finishing the fucking milk?

she rants about it to you

-you two have sleepovers all the time 

-her parents love you and your parents love her

- you realized you loved her after a few months of being friends

-you were in a really bad headspace so she just cuddled you and played with your hair and told you how much she cared about you

-and you felt s o  s a f e and s o  l o v e d

-you two fell asleep cuddled up on your couch and you woke up before her

-and you didn’t wanna wake her so you just stayed in her arms

-and you realized

fuck. you loved your best friend

- you didn’t say anything for awhile, you just kinda kept it a secret

-but then one night you two are just holding hands and sitting in a little hammock in her backyard

- and it’s silent besides the noise of crickets

-and you decide ‘fuck it’

- it goes a little something like 

- ‘zoe?’

‘hm?’

‘I think i’m in love with you’

-she looks at you and just

a teeny peck on the lips

- ho ly fuc k zoe murphy kissed you h ol y fu ck

-you turn beet red like oh my god you’re blushing like a mad man

- ‘I think I love you too’

‘Oh thank god. I thought you just kissed me to tell me you hated me.’

-her parents think you two are adorable

-connor kinda gives you the side eye but you two eventually end up getting along

-it’s just a really fucking cute relationship

[the-anonymous-ones]

Me reading Zoe Murphy x reader

everyone: laura is so fucking hot omfg

me: i want maLLORY AND LAURA

[bubblieywubbliey]

Evan x Reader (Smut) - Practice Part 3!

Yes! I am back! I am posting again! I have been on a wild rollercoaster this summer so I haven’t been able to post much because depression and girlfriend and then we broke up and maybe I’ll do an update on my whole summer but I’m planning to post again later on this week :)))))

You rolled over in the bed to see the sun shining down from the window onto Evan, his face expressionless as he slept. You stroked a finger down the side of his face and the stubble scraped against your skin.

“Mmh, Y/N…” he mumbled into your hand and you realised very suddenly that he was dreaming about you.

“Y-Y/N!” He cried out and wriggled around slightly.

A wet dream huh baby?

You thought to yourself. This was something you guys had kinda discussed, so you climbed underneath the duvet and undid the tie on his waistband. He mumbled your name again and ground up into your hand. Another grunt of your name as you pulled down the trousers alongside his boxers to reveal his semi. Licking your lips, you took him into your mouth and he groaned out your name, gasping over and over.

“Y/N… Y/N!” He cried out as he awoke with your lips around the swollen tip of his arousal. He pulled the covers away and you looked up at him from between his legs. To your surprise, instead of freaking out he simply lay back, one hand behind his head and the other gently stroking through your hair as you continued to blow him. Sweeping your tongue over his tip before bringing him deep into your throat.

“Y/N…” he gasped out in pleasure, “you’re so amazing… God, I love you…” he panted. You flicked your hair over your shoulder as you bobbed up and down on him, relaxing your throat to deep-throat him as he moaned your name, his fingers tangled in your hair as you wrapped your tongue around him. Before you had even really got into a proper rhythm he began to jerk his hips, muttering your name and gasping. 

Already? You thought to yourself, almost chuckling at the effect you had on him. You continued to blow the boy who was nearly writhing underneath you.

“Y/N!” Groaned out a warning and you released him with a pop, using your thumb to rub over the tip as he came and you once again covered his length with your mouth to catch the ensuing mess. His mouth formed an ‘O’ and his hand pulled your hair gently, groaning as you swallowed, rubbing your tongue over his tip as he rode out his orgasm. 

“W-What…” He mumbled as he uncurled his fingers from your hair. You released him and pulled yourself up next to him and sat on the edge of the bed before you run your fingers through his then even messier hair. 

“What’s up babe?” You ask, mildly puzzled. 

“How did I end up with such an amazing girlfriend?” He asked then pulled your head towards his. You kissed him, a little roughly, before replying. 

“Stockholm Syndrome?” You joked and he elbowed you, laughing. 

“Hey! You love me, don’t lie!” He laughed before freezing. “I-I mean not love me, not like that- I just meant-” You placed a single finger over his lips and smiled.

“I do love you, Ev. I know we’ve never said it outside of sex but I do. You don’t have to say it back, I’m not asking you for that, but well, that’s where I am right now. I love you. ” You kissed him again, this time chastely, before standing up and pulling his black hoodie on. He was speechless as you walked across the hall and nto the bathroom and brushed your teeth. You jumped slightly as you felt arms wrap around your waist.

“S-Sorry! Did I make you jump?” Evan’s voice fills the room and you giggle. 

“Yeah! But it’s fine, I promise.” You mumble through the toothpaste in your mouth and he smiles and kisses the skin just underneath your ear before turning to jump in the shower. As the room begins to steam up you resist the temptation to get in the shower in favour of going back into your room and getting dressed for school. Shedding Evan’s t-shirt and putting on underwear, you picked out a pair of denim shorts and a t-shirt with a rainbow on it that Evan had gotten you for pride month. A smile crossed your face as you held the t-shirt in your hand and the door opened behind you. Evan let out a small gasp as he saw you stood in your bra and panties in front of the dresser. You sighed, ignoring the boy who was attempting not to ogle you. You were pulling on your denim shorts when you felt lips on your neck, pressing soft kisses to your collarbone.

“E-Evan…” You tone warned him, failing in your attempt to ignore him. His arm snaked around your waist and into your shorts, you turned to kiss him, seeing his cheeks were bright red as he pressed kisses into your neck, sucking gently too. His fingers teased you through your underwear and you felt yourself getting wet against his fingers. Letting out a soft moan, you arched your back into him. 

“Hmm?” He asked, smiling into your neck. You felt a wave of affection hit you and you leaned back to lock your lips with him.

“We have school. And I just put these panties on...” You mumbled into the kiss.

“This won’t take long.” 

“That’s not a boast, you know that right?” You chuckled and he increased the pressure against your flesh and you gasped.

“I’m not talking about me.”

“Look at you! Being all confident-” Evan slipped a finger into your panties and began rubbing your clit roughly. “Ah!” You gasped out and your knees began to wobble. Evan smirked into your neck, the fact that he could make you feel like that, make you moan his name and weak at the knees, it made him feel such a sense of pride and happiness. You began to lan slowly against the desk as you ventured towards your climax.

“E-Evan…” you panted.

“Y/N! Evan!” Your father yelled up the stairs. Letting out an irritated sigh you felt Evan remove his hand from your panties and you grasped his elbow. 

“P-Please, Ev, I’m so close. Just, finish me, please” You begged and Evan glanced over his shoulder, hearing another shout. He quickly unbuttoned your jeans and pulled them around your ankles, dropping to his knees and pressing his tongue flat against your entrance and you suppress a moan. Evan could feel his anxiety levels increasing as he used his thumb to rub your clit, the sound of your father’s footsteps coming up the stairs. Evan slipped two fingers inside you, pumping roughly and you stifled a moan with your hand, body twitching as your orgasm struck you. Pushing his hands away from you, you collapsed to the ground into his arms. You heard a pounding on your bedroom door. 

“I am coming into this room in ten seconds if you aren’t both dressed all hell is gonna break loose! Evan was not supposed to sleep in your room, honey, we have a guest room for a reason!” You scrambled to clean yourself up with wipes and grab a new pair of panties. 

“3...2...1!” Your dad opened the door as Evan pulled a polo shirt over his head. They made awkward eye contact as Evan turned progressively redder as he wiped the corner of his mouth subconsciously. 

“What is he doing sleeping in your room? He’s supposed to sleep in the guest room when he stays over.” You dad grilled you and you quickly made up a response.

“Uh, he fell asleep while we were watching Netflix on my laptop. Sorry, it won’t happen again.”

“S-Sorry, Sir. I didn’t mean to.” Evan stuttered and began fiddling with the hem of his shirt awkwardly. 

“Young man, if you defiled my daughter- in any way- I will hurt you, and you will wish you were never born.” Evan’s hands began to shake and you took it in yours, rubbing it gently. Your dad seemed to remember Evan’s anxiety disorder and softened his expression. “Listen kids, just be safe, okay? And I never wanna see or hear hide nor hair of it.” 

Evan nodded his head, “Yes, Sir, of course sir.”

“And call me Y/D/N, Evan.” 

‘Yes Sir, uh- I mean Y/D/N.” 

“Breakfast is ready.” Was your father’s parting statement and the awkward exchange was over. 

You turned to Evan and giggled, kissing him softly and holding his mildly shaky hands. He kissed you again and smiled a relieved smile.

[do-you-even-hansen-blog]

Working out is to me as Evan is to telling the truth continuously