hyperfix-shifter

[hyperfix-shifter]

Stay quiet

Requested!!

The end is a little rushed, will come back to finish it later

Rodrick and y/n had been dating for a while, they'd had sex a few times, but never while his roomates where home. His roommates, Chris, his friend from highschool, and Michael, a new guy they met, where in the living room, the dorm consists of three rooms and a living space/kitchen, the walls are so thin Rodrick could hear when Chris rolled over in his bed.

"Rodrick we cant-" y/n tries to pull away, though her attempts half hearted, not trying to get away at all.

"Shhh, baby, quiet.." he coos into her ear as he pulls off her shirt, her neck raw with hickeys and bite marks, he pulls his shirt off after hers is off, his hand on her jaw, he tilts her head back for himself, biting more and sucking harder, leaving dark purple hickeys and leaving her skin raw.

"Ricky, they're in the other room.." she mumbles, hand in his hair, his other hand on her thigh, holding it up around his waist.

"I know.." he mumbles, his hand sliding up her thigh, his touch soft for his calloused hands, gently holding her closer as his hand slides up her thigh, over her ass, fingers running up her back and to the bra clasp

Before she can even ask if he needs help he's undone it, pulling the first strap down with his teeth.

"Someone's extra horny.." y/n says as she kisses him softly.

He kisses back harder, nodding slightly as he does, pulling it off quickly, he takes her hand and moves it to his crotch, letting her feel his hardness through his pants.

"Look what you do to me..it hurts so bad.." he kisses her harder her hand staying where he put it, she can basically feel it throbbing through his clothes, quickly they strip each other, kissing and touching.

"Baby can you be quiet?" He asks, sitting up on his heels and adjusting her legs, pulling her up by her closer by her hips.

"I can try.."

"I need you to be quiet, baby." He says, his hand moving up her stomach, over her breast, touching her neck for a moment before touching her lip.

"I'll be quiet.." she whispers, eyes on him. He keeps his eyes on hers as she gently spreads her legs wider apart, pushing himself in, y/n letting out a soft gasp and Rodrick sharply inhales.

"Fuck yes.." he mumbles, starting gentle at first as he pulls out a little, just to push it back in fully, his hands on her hips, pulling her back onto his length.

Her moans are soft as she tries to stay quiet, his eyes are on her body, how it jolts slightly while he pushes deeper, how she covers her mouth to stop the moans from coming, as he gets faster her moans are slightly louder and quicker, he covers her mouth for her, slowly going faster and faster.

His hips are rutting into hers, his hand over her mouth to keep her quiet, her hands on his wrist, thighs around his waist. His free hand in grabbing at her waist, pulling her back onto his erection. The bed squeaks after every thrust, the frame of the bed gently banging on the wall.

"That's it baby, a little more...your so good at being quiet.." he coos quietly into her ear, going faster, her eyes shut tight and he forces the side of his hand between her teeth, letting her bite down so she doesn't make a sound as her thighs shake, tingles running down from her chest to her feet, biting so hard she leaves a dark red mark, his hips rut harder against her until he finally finishes.

He's panting softly, looking down at her bare body, her skin soft and mildly bruised, not to say she didn't like it like that.

He slowly pulls out of her and helps her properly lay down, he lays down beside her, her cuddling up to him as she pulls the blanket up over their bodies.

"You think they heard us..?" He asks, kissing her neck softly, love replacing his earlier animality.

"Uh huh..you need a less squeaky bedframe.." she mumbles, tracing circles on his chest with her nail.

Through the wall they can hear Chris and Michael talking.

"You think they're done?" Chris asks.

"With a girlfriend like that I wouldn't be done until we literally couldn't go again"

"Pervert."

[hyperfix-shifter]

Rodrick college fic

Halloween party

I wrote half of this at like 2 am so idk if this is any good and I cbf to proof read. Also please give me ideas gang gang

Rodrick and y/n where together as they got ready for a Halloween party at one of the frat houses, he was dressed as Michael Myers, actually going for someone scary and y/n was dressed as a sexy girl version of Ghostface, a little black skirt, fishnets, a little black top that showed off her body and the mask, showing much more skin than her boyfriend, Rodrick, had seen, as they only started dating a week or so ago.

"You..are so hot." He says bluntly, his eyes on her body. It doesn't click that he actually said it out loud until y/n is looking at him, pulling off her mask.

"Fuck, did I say that out loud? I mean- I didn't say anything, what the fuck are you on about?" He says defensively.

"Your allowed to look, y'know? I am you girlfriend"

Rodrick's face gets even redder behind his mask, he fidgets with the hem of his shirt.

"I'm just..I..am.. I'm..just..I..uh.." he's barely able to get a sentence out as she turns to face him, his eyes immediately drop to her chest, then go back up to her lips.

"You okay?"

He nods, bright red Beneath the mask, his voice cracks as he speaks.

"We should go.. the parties starting soon.." his voice is squeakier than normal, he clears his throat and walks out the door, waiting for her to finish up. As he's waiting he sits on the stairs to the building, looking at his phone as he tries to calm down

-after the party-

They stumble into rodrick's dorm, giggling and trying to keep quiet, both way too drunk to function, Rodrick knocks his shoulder on a door frame, knocking over a potted plant, making them both struggle to not laugh. They eventually find their way back to Rodrick's room and collapse on his bed, she sits up, pulling the mask off, his already thrown on the floor.

"I'm so fucking drunk" she laughs softly, him agreeing and kissing her neck softly, he drank almost twice the amount that she did, yet he's still less drunk then she is.

"Mhm..Rick.." Y/n mumbles, tilting her head to the side, her hand finding his hair.

"Mhm..?" He mumbles, gently peppering kisses across her neck, moving his kisses slowly up her neck to her jaw, moving from sitting beside her to Infront of her, slowly laying her down on the old mattress, the bed frame old and squeaky, the dorm walls so thin you could hear the people in the next dorm doing the same thing as Rodrick and yourself.

"She sounds like she's having fun.."

y/n giggles, rodrick's too busy making her skin raw with hickeys to notice anything else.

He mumbles something against her skin, it's unintelligible.

He moves his kisses up the nape of her neck and to her lips, softly kissing her. his hand runs up her leg to her thigh, pulling it up to wrap around his waist, the other one following the first so their wrapped around him, pulling him closer. His hand going under her skirt, hand on her ass, playing with the hem of her panties, his thumb gently rubbing against her skin.

She gently unbuttons his shirt, kissing him again and again, unable to get enough of each other.

He only let's go of her for a second to get his shirt off, then his lips are immediately back on hers, his hands gently pulling at her clothes.

"Off?" He mumbles between kisses, his touch unusually soft and his voice needy, a soft whine escaping him, obviously very drunk, maybe more drunk then y/n.

Y/n nods slightly and he pulls her shirt off, his hand immediately on the clasp of her bra, fumbling with it, obviously he'd never taken one off before.

"Do you need help..?" Y/n offers quietly, he shakes his head, adjusting her so she's sitting up slightly, his chin on her shoulder, looking down and undoing it. His cheek pressed against her neck, the fresh hickeys sensitive, making her whine softly.

"Sorry.." he mumbles, kissing one of the hickeys before kissing her again, laying her back down as he pulls it off.

Slowly but surely they pull off each other's clothes, Rodrick worshipping her skin, hickeys on her stomach, chest, neck and her shoulders.

He pulls the blanket over them so they're cocooned together.

"Do you wanna be on-top or on bottom?" He asks, kissing her hand, then kissing up her arm, shoulder and back to her neck.

"What do you want..?" She asks quietly.

"I want you on-top.. but if you don't wanna, then I'll top.."

"No..I can do it.."

He slowly rolls off of her, pulling her on-top, the blanket tangling around them.

He reaches over to the nightstand, opening it and grabbing a condom.

"Do you know how to put one of these on..? I always skipped health class. and I've never had to. y'know.. put one on before.." he says quietly.

"Yeah.. unlike some people I actually went to my classes. It's a miracle you even got into college." Y/n laughs softly, opening it and slowly sliding it on him, leaving room at the top.

"You ready..?" He asks quietly, kissing her neck softly.

"I..think so?"

"Think or know..? I may be drunk but I'm still ready to stop if your not ready.. we could order food and just cuddle.." He says, rubbing up and down her arm.

"No, I'm ready.."

"Okay.. I'm here for you, baby.." he kisses her neck, slightly sloppy from the alcohol in their systems. For being drunk they're unusually careful.

He holds her hips as she positions herself on-top, he adjust it slightly as she moves to sit down on it, sliding it in, she winces at first, just sitting on it.

"Sorry baby.." he kisses her collar, trying to distract her from the stinging sensation.

After a minute she's slowly starting to move, her face in her neck, after a few more minutes they feel the resistance break and the pleasure begin, her moans are soft in his neck, his arms around her torso, his head back against the bedframe, sensation after sensation coursing through their bodies at each movement, her arms around his neck/shoulders, gently scratching his back, red lines scattered on his back and the nape of his neck.

"Oh fuck, Rodrick" she whines into his neck, biting gently, though enough to leave a faint mark.

He groans softly, his hands grabbing at her skin, moving her hips faster and more erratically, more, more, more, more until-

"Fuuuuck" he groans into her neck as he spills into the condom, her finishing a few seconds behind him.

She stays sat for a moment, panting into his shoulder.

"Holy..shit..' she mumbles, still grabbing onto him.

"Wow.." he adds.

"That..I just..wow."

He chuckles softly, laying her down, kissing her forehead.

"I feel..fucking amazing.." she mumbles, cuddling up to him, her eyes slowly shutting, despite her trying to stay awake.

"Sleep well.." he says quietly, spooning her, his face in her shoulder, falling asleep a few minutes later.

[hyperfix-shifter]

Suprise..?

Rodrick heffley college fic

Rodrick had been saving for months. He'd spent less on weed, on smokes, energy drinks. He's been saving every spare coin for the Suprise.

While she was in her lecture, writing notes for her psych class, Rodrick texts her.

Ricky-

Hey gorgeous, quick question.

Diamond or sapphire?

Gorgeous girl

For what?

Ricky

Just a thing.

Diamond or sapphire??

Gorgeous girl

Diamond, I guess?

Ricky

Thought so ;)

Love you!

Rodrick doesn't answer his phone for a few hours, making y/n nervous. After her class she heads up to her boyfriends dorm, seeing his roommates lounge on the couch playing video games and getting high.

"It's the middle of the day, don't you addicts have classes?"

"Probably" one of them says, a blunt in his mouth as he mashes the buttons.

"And you're not gonna go- whatever, is Ricky home?"

"Uh.. in his room, I think" one of the other boys, eating ice cream out of the tub, says as they nod their head in the direction of rodrick's room. Wierd. He wasn't with them getting stoned..

"Rodrick?" Y/n pushes the door open seeing her boyfriend quickly shove something in his sock drawer and slams the door.

"Rodrick? What was-"

"y/n! Hi!" He's being louder than usual. His voice cracks slightly.

"Uhm...you okay?"

"I'm fine! I'm fine, what-whats up?" His voice cracks again. He's horrible at lying. He coughs slightly to cover the voice crack.

"I just..came over to see you..are you sure your fine? Your acting weird.."

Y/n gently presses the back of her palm against his forehead, he hasn't got a fever but he doesn't look well.

"I'm seriously fine.. just..tired.."

He mumbles, getting up and going to the bathroom, she follows, sitting on the counter as he turns on the shower.

The dorms shared bathroom was small but decently clean, especially because it's shared between two 19 year old boys.

Y/n's legs dangel slightly, not quite reaching the floor, watching as her boyfriend sheds his clothes, his shirt first, his pants following. Then his boxers. He steps into the warm water, y/n watches as it wets his hair and cascades down his chest, then she looks a little lower.

"And you say I'm the perverted one in this relationship" he says with a smug grin.

"You'd do the exact same thing" she keeps her eyes on his lower half for a moment before looking back at him.

"Can you go get me a towel for when I get out? I forgot one.." he says, washing his face.

Y/n quickly leaves the room and grabs a towel, she pauses outside of the bathroom door, then looks at his bedroom door.

Slowly she walks over to his room, the door creaking slightly as it's opened.

She steps in, the room looking the same as usual, a little messy, but definitely rodrick's. She looks at the sock drawer, the one that he slammed earlier.

"What's he hiding..?" She mutters to herself, opening the drawer. A small black, velvet box. Slowly, she reaches for it, her hand almost shaking as she takes it, opening it.

There's a diamond necklace inside, it's   shiny and gorgeous with a (s/g) chain.

Then she notices something. A small 'H' engraved on the necklace. This isn't for her. She doesn't even have an H in her name.

Her hands shake at the thought of him buying another girl something so expensive. She quickly puts it back and tries to calm down. Maybe he's cheating. Is he? No. Wait, maybe?

"Y/n! Baby, can I have the towel yet?"

"Oh, right.. yeah.." y/n quickly goes to the bathroom, passing him the towel, he shakes his head like a dog, water flying everywhere.

He then wraps the towel around his waist.

"You're gorgeous tonight.." he whispers, kissing her forehead, she pulls away slightly, noticing her coldness, he tries to hug her. She doesn't hug back.

"Baby, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." She says quietly.

"Babe-"

"Are you cheating on me?"

His heart almost stops, looking down at her.

"Baby, why would you thin-"

"Who's 'H'?"

"..oh. I see..you found the..uhm..okay..I can explain.." he says quietly, ushering her to his room, he quickly pulls on his boxers and some pants, then they sit on the bed together.

"Who is she.."

"It's not a person.. it's.. okay.. this is gonna sound..really..just..really fake."

He gets up, grabbing the box from the sock drawer, then another, similar box, this one more like a ring box from his bedside table.

"It was for your birthday. I was.. I was gonna propose.."

He says quietly, opening the ring box and showing her the ring. It's a ring she's looked at a million times. She'd mentioned it to him only once or twice.

"And..the necklace.. has a 'H' on it because.."

"Heffley.." she says quietly, looking up at him.

"Yeah.."

"So.. I just ruined my own proposal?"

"Kinda.." he says, sitting back down with her. Gently holding her hand, kissing it.

"I would have said yes.." she adds, looking up at him.

"I love you.." he says quietly, kissing her softly. She kisses him back, then looks back at the ring.

"So.. I guess no better time to ask then now, huh..?" He says, getting up to kneel Infront of her, her still sitting on the bed, he opens the ring box, looking up at her.

"I had a whole speech prepared and now I just can't think of it.. I.. well, I love you..you take my breath away. And I want to be with you for the rest of my life.. your gorgeous and your funny and your probably the only girl who's ever looked at me."

He laughs softly, still a little nervous.

"I want to spend the rest of our lives together, I want to shower you with love and affection until I die.. so.. uhm.. will you marry me?"

Y/n's eyes are watering, her hand over her mouth, she nods quickly, he slides the ring onto her ring finger and kisses her. They fall back on the bed together.

"So we're engaged?" He asks quietly. She nods.

[hyperfix-shifter]

First post??

College au

Dorm sex

"Ricky, I should go.." y/n mumbles cuddled up to him, both of them naked under the blanket, a few pillows on the ground and legs intertwined.

"we both know your not gonna go. You never do, I don't let you.." he mumbles, his face in her hair, kissing her forehead.

"but I have a class in like.." as y/n stretches she looks over her shoulder at his alarm clock. "20 minutes.."

She notices his roommate quickly knocking and coming in, grabbing his laptop, stopping for a moment to stare at Rodrick's half naked girlfriend. Rodrick rolls his eyes, kissing her softly.

"so..we have twenty minutes?" He says, sitting up on one of his elbows, brushing her hair out of her eyes.

"what are you thinkin.." y/n says in an innocent tone, looking up at him with a dumb smile, knowing exactly what he's thinking.

"you know what I'm thinkin.. half the time it's of you..and the other half, it's you, naked." he says, kissing her softly, his hand sliding under the blanket, gently caressing her side, her skin soft under his touch, his tongue slowly inviting itself to meet hers, y/ns arms slowly wrapping around his neck.

"you're bricked already." y/n says quietly, kissing him again, his hand slides lower, to her thigh, slowly caressing her sensitive skin before pulling it up, around his waist.

"who wouldn't be, I have the hottest girlfriend in the world.." he says, gently kissing her neck, his breathing heavy against her neck, he reaches over to the bedside table, his hands shaking slightly as he grabs the packet trying to open it with one hand while the rest of him is busy.

Y/N's whole body is tingling as he kisses her neck, caressing her soft skin, her head tilts back, her thighs both around his waist now.

"Ricky.." she praises, her voice soft and even a little raspy, he kisses and bites her neck softly.

He finally opens the condom and slides it on, not focusing on it at all, for all he knows he might be putting it on completely wrong.

He doesn't care. Y/n kisses him again. As she does he slowly slides himself in, a soft whimper escaping both of them.